When you look at me, do you remember all you have done?

slytherin!

Severin wasn’t that surprised, he had done his research. He had already began to learn magic. 

However, he didn’t even begin to learn why the professors hesitated with him. Stared longer then needed in his opinion. It drove him mad. 

Severus this,

Severus that,

Severus was not coming back. The memory of him is.

it was irritating. Everyone doted on him, he was doing perfectly fine without them. Being treated like a normal student was more than enough for him. Professor Potter was a different story, he would not look at him without some sort of guilt. Reading up on what exactly happened to Severus Snape gave him some insight. 
A werewolf attack, a nasty prank between rivals with a terrible end. Blocked off the entirety of the hospital wing, that night.

“What’s your name?” Harry asked, intrigued by his classmates experience in potions.

“Severin.” He didn’t glance up from his cauldron, had no need to.

“I’m Harry - Harry Potter.” Harry extended his hand, that made Severin look up.

“I am aware.” He stated, blankly. “do you need help? You have your book open on the wrong page.” 

“right…” Harry muttered.

Severin noticed overtime, how much he spent with the professors boy. Not needed time, of course. 

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“looks just like him.” Mcgonagall recalled. “Smart like him too, fascinating.”

“I hadn’t noticed.” Professor Potter said, looking away.

“I believe you did.” Burbage said, Aurora murmured in agreement. A grudge rightfully still held.

“It’s hard not to, everyone knows what happened that night. You’re lucky no one was held accountable.” Pomfrey snarked, Mcgonagall agreed, looking over at the woman sitting tightly next to her. Their fingers interlocked under the table.

“Rumours between students never spread quicker after that night.” Potter admitted…

“Ah… so you do remember.” Burbage chuckled, full of disdain. 

The staff room was quiet after that, everyone thought the same. They still remembered. No one could forget.