Protective Snape. Non romance ANGST
Severus rolled his eyes as the mutt swept into the kitchen behind the boy wonder and his sidekick. But upon registering the apprehension and slight flinch of the third member of the trio, his eyes sharpened. Black had his arm around her shoulder, friendly were it not for the obviously tight grip he had on the girl's bicep. No one else seemed to notice. Black pulled her down to sit at the table across from Snape’s spot on the wall. Her head faced down, her curls covering her face.
The meeting began but he could not stop his eyes from moving to her form. It was as they were going over changes in the military that he noticed Miss Granger’s form, trembling slightly. His eyes shifted to the older man next to her. He had one arm leaned on the table while the other disappeared beneath the table top, reaching across the teenagers lap.
The curls moved and her golden brown eyes met his. Terror. Disgust. The beginning of tears. He kept her gaze but in his periphery Black leaned over and whispered something in Granger’s ear that made her recoil slightly. Her eyes were pleading to him. The realization slammed into him with a wave of righteous indignation and hatred.
Interrupting the meeting, he cast a spell that rendered the table invisible.. There for everyone to see was Black’s hand forcing its way into Miss Granger’s denims. The shock kept everyone else in the room from reacting as he all but sailed over the table, tackling the ex-con and pushing Miss Granger to the side. On top of the beast he threw punch after punch. “You deplorable! Despicable! Cretin! How dare you fucking touch her! You were always a pervert but to touch a student?! I’ll kill you!”
The room was in a flurry as people tried to pull him off the bloodied mutt.
TO Be continued