Ch 2
They didn't know they were having a pop quiz from the dark potion teacher but they and their classmates sat in utter silence all trying to answer the hard quiz questions and staring nervously at their quizzes while trying to ignore the cold gaze of the potion dark teacher except there was two who were staring at their friend who wasn't looking well or awake.
Hermione and Ron stared at Harry who looked like he was dead coughing and breathing heavily looking exhausted than before with his head soaked in sweat. Hermione and Ron stared at him then each other and staring at Severus walking around the other table of classmates she quickly wrote a letter, crumbled it into a ball, and threw it at Harry, he read it and smiled reassuringly.
'Harry, are you sure you are all right? You are worrying Ron and me' the paper said. He stared at his friends made a slow nod and focused back on his quiz he felt he needed to sleep but if he closed his eyes he would have to face the consequences for it in Severus' class.
Ron then makes a letter and throws it to him, Harry reads it, 'Are you sure you can make it?' Harry nodded but then a hand snatched the crumbled paper up from the desk and Harry, Ron, and Hermione stared at the potion professor.
"Writing silent lectures during my quiz, I see, and as I am correct it read that your friends are concerned for you, Potter", Severus stared intensely at the young boy who gulped, but Harry slowly stood on his weak legs. "I-I-I'm sorry, sir, it's not their fault, it's mine. I'm just—"
"Just having fun making our conversations while you are doing your work as this quiz?" Severus coldly asked intimidatingly pressing the paper hard on the boy's chest having Harry make a wheeze and cough but he fought to make anymore.
"Sir, please...I'm sorry", Harry said. He tried to find the courage to say something about his condition but the fear of his dark wizard teacher just made him not say another word to make more trouble than he already is.
"I don't wish to hear your tongue anymore, boy. Get out of my class and my sight now", Severus coldly said, Harry stared at him and made a whimper that ended with a cough and he took his books and dove out of the classroom. Hermione and Ron stared at the cold-hearted teacher and both jumped with a loud slam of Severus' wand and the other students returned to their working on their quizzes.
"Go back to work, you two, or you will join him", he ordered them and walked away leaving Ron and Hermione staring at him in both fear and anger while they looked at the empty chair of their friend and both frowned in concern.
Harry made it to his room crying and wheezing struggling to breathe placing his hand on his chest while sobbing, he soon felt hot to the touch and he began sweating more than before he knew it he collapsed.