Chapter 3
"Thank you Sir...." Harry mumbled out once Snape had left him in the office to change. The fact that Harry had just wet himself, and not even when he had been alone, of course it had to have been in front of Snape... The one person that Harry had wished that that hadn't have happened in front of... But what was done, was done, plus, it hadn't been like Harry had planned it, or had wanted it to happen, it had sort of just happened... Though he had found it a little strange that he had struggled to hold himself, since normally it wouldn't have been much of an issue... With a slight sigh from the young wizard, Harry slowly got himself out of his wet boxers, and he changed himself into the clean and dry clothes that Snape had provided him. To be honest, it could've been a lot worse, Snape could've humiliated him, and could've even have just left him to deal with it, so that fact that Snape had actually helped had been quite a surprise, but a relief also. The last thing that Harry needed was for someone to make fun of the situation and to just to completely ignore it and walk away, so in a strange way, Harry had been thankful that Snape hadn't been too bad... Heck, he hadn't even been given a detention for what had just happened, and that was truly saying something.
Once Harry had gotten himself changed, he bit his lip gently as he glanced down at the soaking wet boxers that he had now left on the floor of Snape's office, and he slowly grabbed his wand out of his pocket as he whispered a spell, before waving the wand gently in his hand, and he watched as the boxers disappeared from the floor. Now that that was taken care of, Harry slowly placed his wand back into his pocket before he walked out of the office, and he had noticed that the puddle that had been on the floor by his desk was no longer there.
"Right, to your next class, Potter." Severus said as Harry glanced over to where the voice had come from, and Harry quickly nodded his head. "Y-Yes Sir... Thank you..." Harry mumbled out quickly as he went over to where his stuff was and he quickly grabbed his bag. As he placed the strap over his shoulder, he quickly started to walk out of the classroom, but he gave a quick glance back at Severus as he did. Harry was grateful that Severus had kept his mouth shut, at least for now, and he hoped that Severus wouldn't go blabbing to everyone about what had happened... He could only hope that Severus would just forget about what had happened... Just like Harry also wanted to do, he just wanted to forget that that whole situation had occurred so he could get on with the rest of his day.
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The day dragged on, class after class, followed by quidditch practice in the afternoon, and by the time the evening had come around, Harry had well and truly lost all the energy inside him. The exhaustion had taken over his body, so much so that as he had been sat at the dining table in the Great Hall, Harry had almost fallen asleep while just sat there. Some of the other students had noticed how tired Harry had looked, but hadn't really said anything. A few of Harry's friends had also noticed and become slightly concerned but had decided to not say anything, since Harry hadn't really been in the greatest of moods for the day.
With his elbow on the table and his head in one of his hands, he glanced down at his plate, the plate full to the brim of the evenings dish that had been served for him, but Harry wasn't overly hungry... He was more tired than anything, and to be honest, the sight and smell of the food was making him feel a little nauseous, but that was probably just because he was just so exhausted. He slowly moved his fork around the plate, swishing the food from side to side as he just decided to play with it instead of actually eating it. The actions of Harry had caught the eye of Snape who had been keeping a watchful eye on him ever since the accident that had happened earlier on in the day, and with the sight of Harry being exhausted and also not eating, he began to wonder if Harry was unwell, or in the mist of becoming unwell. That was the only possibility that he could really think of, was that maybe Harry was coming down with something, so would explain why he wasn't eating and that he was tired, though the accident was a bit of a mystery...
After a short while, Harry slowly glanced up from his plate as he saw a few of his classmates/ friends getting up and leaving the table, since they had finished with their meals and were likely going back to the dorm to get ready to bunker down for the night. Harry let out a small yawn as he placed his fork down, and he stretched himself out slightly, before he slowly swung his legs up and out from the table. He gently rubbed at his eyes as he got himself up, using the table to help him as he felt like he could just collapse and fall asleep at that point. Once he was up, he made his slow and slightly stumbled walk out of the Great Hall, but with how tired Harry was, he really didn't know if he'd make it all the way back up to his dorm. Harry had made it halfway down the hallway when he had just decided to call it quits, with another yawn, he groaned out as he slowly backed himself up against the wall, before he slowly plopped himself down on the floor, and as his eyes slowly closed the young wizard quickly fell sound asleep.
Unbeknown to Harry, Severus had become concerned when he had noticed that Harry hadn't eaten, and by the way he had gotten up from the table and walked out, something hadn't looked right. So once Harry had left the Great Hall, Severus had followed behind him and witnessed Harry sit down against a wall in the castle corridor before falling asleep. Severus sighed as he shook his head and he walked up to Harry as the young wizard slept peacefully.
"Potter." Severus spoke out, but the boy continued to sleep peacefully, which had Severus sigh out again, before he glanced around to see if there were any students or teachers around. Once the coast was clear, Severus crouched down and picked Harry up, not in the most graceful way, but it was the best he could do, given the circumstances. With Harry now in his arms, Severus decided to take him down to where his office was. He wasn't exactly sure what was going on with the boy, but he didn't trust leaving him on his own, plus, he didn't want others to catch him carrying Potter around, so his office was the best place for now, at least until he could find out what was going on with the boy.
Once Severus had made it down to his office, he had slowly lowered the boy onto the ground, before he grabbed out his own wand, and he mumbled something as he waved his wand, watching as a small mattress and a blanket appeared. Putting his wand away, Severus once again picked the boy up and he placed Potter on the mattress, before he grabbed the blanket and placed it over him. He rolled his eyes gently as he saw Potter curl up once the blanket had been placed over him. "Goodnight Potter..." Severus mumbled as he went off into his own room for the rest of the night.
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As the morning slowly started to make an appearance, Harry slowly started to wake up. A slight groan was heard as the boy slowly stretched out, his brain still half asleep as he slowly opened his eyes. For a moment Harry hadn't realised where he was, but after a few more seconds, and with Harry's eyes adjusting to the room that he was in, he gasped slightly. Harry quickly scrambled up and onto his feet, but as he did so, he could feel a wet sensation around him, as he glanced down he noticed his pants were soaked, and he glanced down at where he had been sleeping, seeing the mattress had a huge wet yellow stain on it, and Harry teared up slightly as he rubbed at his forehead, feeling overwhelmed and confused.
Before Harry could do anything, he heard movement coming from somewhere, and as if it were just out of nowhere, Snape had appeared, a door opening that was connected to his office. "Potter." Snape said as he saw the boy was awake, but as he looked closer, he noticed that there was a wet patch on Harry's trousers, along with the wet patch on the mattress. "I-I... Uh.... What am I doing here....?" Harry asked out as he panicked slightly. "I-I... Uh.. I-I didn't mean to do that." He said as he pointed to the mattress.