A few weeks passed and Spencer suddenly found herself in May.
"That's the wrong date" Harry said across from her.
"What day is it?" she erased it.
"May tenth" Harry replied.
Spencer looked up, shocked. "Seriously?"
"Yeah, seriously" he laughed.
"Oh" she nodded, writing down the correct date. Spencer looked back at her book, and continued jotting down her notes.
It was an hour after dinner, the two decided to complete their assignments together while Hermione and Ron looked for his missing rat... again.
"Hi" someone spoke.
Spencer looked up.
"Hey" she smiled.
"Hello" Harry said.
Abigail turned to face Harry, "erm- hi" she smiled. She faced Spencer again, "can we... talk?"
"Uhm-" she looked at Harry, "actually I'm- Harry needs help with his homework and he still doesn't get it- I'm sorry maybe another time?"
"Don't worry about it," she shook her head, "I just- well I feel like I never apologized for... last time" she looked at Harry for a second. "So- I'm sorry and it'll never happen again I'm... really sorry."
The almost kiss.
"Don't apologize" Spencer shook her head. "We're okay, right?"
"Totally" she nodded. "Right so I'll just," she looked back toward the exit, "see you then."
"Wait just-" Spencer stood up. "I'm sorry," she walked toward her, "I know it's hard to put yourself out there and I know it's even harder when... that happens" she whispered, looking at Harry for a second then looked back at her. "My point is that- I don't know" she shrugged. "We're friends, you know?"
"Yeah" she nodded. "Friends."
Spencer gave her a sad smile.
Abigail nodded before leaving.
"I don't need help with my homework" Harry replied once Abigail left the library.
"Thank you for not saying that in front of her" she sat back down.
"I take payment in Chinese food" he smiled.
Spencer chuckled, "sure kid" she replied shaking her head.
"So what'd she do?" he asked.
"Nope" she shook her head.
"Fine... I actually wanted to talk to you about something" he closed his book.
"What's up" she closed hers.
He took a velvet box out of his pocket, placing it on the table.
"Harry-"
"Let me talk" he exhaled a deep breath. "I've thought about this a lot, and I'm giving it to you now because you don't like presents on your birthday and since I didn't see you on your actual birthday this makes sense" he spoke. "Plus it was a lot of work to even get out so- you can't say no, it's yours and I want you to keep it" he smile, slowly pushing the box toward her.
She eyed the box for a second before placing her hand over it.
"Harry you don't need to-"
"Just open it already" he smiled.
She sighed, nodding.
Spencer grabbed the box, opening it to find a gold bracelet and closing it immediately.
"Jamie" she said wide eyed, not enjoying the grin on his face.
"Just open it" he replied.
She shook her head, "I can't. Where'd you even get this?"
"My vault- it was- will you just open it" he answered.
Spencer let out an exasperated breath.
"Open it."
She opened it, taking the bracelet out and admiring it.
"Jamie this is too much" she shook her head.
"Look" he drew her hand closer to him.
He ran his palm above the band, suddenly a phrase appeared.
Virtus et fortitudo, carved into it.
"Courage and strength in Latin... my house words" he said as they both stared at them. Harry looked up at Spencer, "it was my moms... my dad gave it to her and now I'm giving it to you. I want you to have it" he smiled.
"Jamie" she said softly. "I-"
"You can and you will... I want you to have it" he nodded. "When you think about it, we gave it for the same reason. You're my family and I want you to know it" he shrugged.
"Jamie I know it- I don't need-"
"Happy belated, Spence" he reached for her hand.
"Thank you" she whispered, dragging her finger along the band and making the words disappear. "Thank you Jamie" she teared up.
"I'm sorry I- I didn't mean for you to cry" he looked around.
"No it's okay," she laughed, "they're happy tears."
He smiled before walking around to her side and hugging her.
"God" she sniffled.
"Do I smell or something?" he tried pulling away.
"No just-" she shook her head laughing, hugging him tighter. "I love you so much."
"I love you" he rubbed her back. "And I'm sorry for getting you a gift" he laughed.
She shook her head giggling, looking at him. "You're the only one who'd apologize" she smiled, caressing his cheek. "Thank you" she smiled.
"Okay okay enough crying" he laughed.
"I love it" she nodded.
The two finished their work and headed to their rooms.
As Spencer went into hers, she saw a note on the fridge.
Cleaning my office, will be back later.
Made muffins,
R
Spencer looked at the counter top behind her before grabbing a vanilla muffin and eating it.
We are out of chocolate.
Said another note beside the muffins.
She laughed.
She took a shower, put on a tank top and pijama pants before she decided to put on a hoodie and make her way towards Remus.
"Helloooo" she said as she went into his office. She sneezed, "oh god why is it so dusty in here?" she laughed.
"Well no one occupies this space, I wonder why" Remus laughed. "You showered" he noted.
"Yes, smell me" she walked closer to him.
"Honey, I smelled you when you turned the corridor" he smiled, kissing her cheek. "Very lovely."
She chuckled, "when are you coming back?"
"No idea" he sighed, shaking his head.
"Well, when you do I will be in our bed pantless" she whispered in his ear.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah" she looked up at him.
"Maybe I'll wake you up with a surprise" he smirked.
"Is it really a surprise if I know what it is?" she smiled.
"What is it" he raised his eyebrows.
"Your mouth" she wrapped her hands around his neck.
"And if I'm inside you?"
"Even better" she smirked against him.
"Good night love" he kissed her again.
"Night" she smiled.
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"Spencer!" Harry shook her.
"Shut up" she murmured.
"Wake up" he continued to shake her.
"Harry James Potter, we are sleeping" she grabbed a pillow and put it on top of her head.
Harry grabbed it and threw it to the floor, she grabbed another and did the same thing.
"Spencer wake up- it's an emergency."
"Unless someone is dying: I. Don't. Ca-"
"Sirius Black broke in a held a knife to Ron's neck" he cut her off.
She snorted, "yeah okay."
"I am serious, cross my heart."
"What" she sat up quickly, looking for Remus beside her but he was gone.
"Get dressed" he gave her some shorts.
"You know," she put them on before looking for her slippers, "you used to complain about my no pants rule" she spoke.
He didn't reply.
Didn't even laugh.
He always laughed.
This is so fucked, she said to herself.
"Ok where are we going" she said before grabbing calming draughts.
Harry led the way to Dumbledore's office.
Spencer noticed his knuckles turning white.
"Drink this" she handed him one.
"I'm fine."
"Drink it or I will shove it down your throat" she pushed it against his chest.
Angry, he took it from her and swallowed the liquid.
She wrapped her arms around herself, realizing she didn't put her hoodie on and left in her tank top.
"Sorry" Harry murmured.
"You can be angry Harry, but it's not your fault it happened" she said as they walked.
"I- meant about not getting you a shirt. I wasn't thinking" he replied.
"It's alright, I'm fine" she tried to smile.
He nodded but didn't look at her.
As they arrived to his office, Spencer saw Remus, Snape, and Dumbledore all talking in a corner as Hermione and Ginny comforted Ron.
Spencer kneeled down in front of him, "hey kiddo," she whispered, "how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine" he said, shaken up.
"Here" she handed him a vial. "I'm assuming you haven't taken anything, it'll help" she smiled.
"Ms. Granger, Ms. Weasley, why don't you two go to the great hall and get some rest. Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley will catch you up tomorrow" Dumbledore walked closer to them.
"We can-" Hermione tried to say but was cut off.
"Do as you are told for once" Snape spoke.
Spencer stood up. She stared at him for a few seconds before turning to face the girls. "It's alright, they're safe now. They'll join you two in a bit okay?"
"We want to stay- we can-" Ginny spoke.
"I know you can and I know you want to but right now he just needs space to calm down and relax. They just want to talk to him, okay?"
"Why do you get to stay- why aren't Fred and George here" Ginny looked at Dumbledore.
"Ms. Venus isn't staying she's-"
"She's staying" Harry spoke.
"Harry-"
"Enough of this" Snape announced. "Leave" he looked at the two young girls.
She placed herself in front of them, her back to him.
"I promise that we will talk tomorrow, okay? I'm sure you're tired just go to bed" she hugged them. "It'll all be okay" she whispered.
Reluctantly they left.
Spencer turned around and faced Snape, "you need to remember that they are children" she said angrily.
"You need to remember who you are speaking to" he replied.
"You are scaring-"
"Alright" Dumbledore cut in. "Remus give her your cardigan she's freezing."
"I'm fine" she replied.
"Don't be a child and take it" Snape spoke.
Remus handed it to her, she rolled her eyes as she put it on.
Spencer ran her fingers through her hair, Remus and Snape's eyes both flicked to her wrist.
If she hadn't know Snape, the look on his face wouldn't mean anything.
But his eyes widened, she could tell.
"What?" she said hastily.
"Your-" Remus tried to say but Ron fell forward, making everyone look toward him.
"Ron" Spencer got on her knees beside him. "Hey, Ron c'mon" she shook him.
"He's fine, just fainted... again" Snape spoke in a bored tone.
"Where's Madam Pomfrey?" she looked up to Dumbledore.
He didn't answer.
"You didn't think to get her?"
"Everything occurred quickly we've just barely gotten the students into the great hall" he answered.
She grabbed one of Rons arms, carrying him up.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked.
"We're going to take him to the medical ward" she slowly got up. "Well are you going to stand there or help me carry this kid" she looked at Remus.
"Right- sorry" he walked beside her and carried Ron in his arms.
They all walked in silence.
After 3 minutes passed Snape pressed his palm against Spencer's mouth, dragging her to a corner.
Spencer hit his arm, nothing working until he made sure no one was around.
"What the fuck" she pushed herself off him.
"Where did you get this" he grabbed her arm, showing the bracelet.
"Let me go" she tried pulling away, but he was holding her wrist tightly.
"I won't ask twice."
"Good because I won't answer" she finally pulled hard enough, causing her to stumble.
He balanced her.
"Don't touch me" she stepped back. "Don't fucking touch me" she pointed at him.
"Cursing isn't lady like."
"Get. fucked."
He took in a deep breath.
"You stopped wearing my watch" he spoke.
"What do you want from me?" she said angrily, placing her hands on her hips.
"Answers."
"You don't deserve answers- you don't deserve anything from me" she snarled.
"Where is it?" he asked.
Spencer chuckled, shaking her head while making him face her back.
"What is amusing?"
I miss you, that's what's funny, she said to herself. And all you care about is a stupid watch.
She took in a deep breath before turning around.
"Do you have anything to say?"
"Regarding?"
"The last time you dragged me into a hallway" she answered.
She'd told him she didn't want to be stepped on.
She'd told him to figure out whatever the hell was going on with him.
She'd told him she would not allow him to keep treating her the way he was, even if it was the only treatment she'd get.
She'd even told him, given on a separate occasion, that she wanted him to say he loved her.
At his silence, Spencer shook her head.
She tried to walk away but he blocked her.
"We have nothing to talk about, so if you don't mind, I need to go see what's going on with Ron- who by the way had a knife held to his throat- and Harry who is probably blaming himself for this. Now excuse me Professor but kindly go manipulate someone else" she said before walking away.
"I am not manipulating you" he said behind her.
"What time is it?" she asked, rolling her eyes.
"Get a watch" he answered.
She let out an exasperated breath. "You are unbelievable."
He reached for her elbow, she yanked it away.
"I said no!" she yelled. "Why can't you understand that" she wrapped Remus' cardigan around herself. "You know whose bracelet it is and you know exactly who gave it to me. Why do you want to speak to me if you already know- just go back to avoiding me" she said aggravated.
"I am not avoiding you."
She shook her head, "ok, you're not avoiding me."
He closed his eyes and sighed. "We cannot have... I am incapable of being who you want me to be."
"I don't want you to be anyone."
"You want me to be your dad, a father figure" he replied. "I cannot be that person."
She laughed, shaking her head sadly. "Fine" she shrugged and walked away.
"Fine?"
"What? Want me to fight for you? Want me to get on my knees and beg for your love?"
"Alright" he rolled his eyes. "Enough-"
"I put myself out there..." she cut him off. "And I was honest with you. And for that I get the silent treatment? Even if you saw whatever our relationship was differently, you could have at least have been there for me... as a friend. I thought we were at least that. Honestly, if I knew... if I knew that this is where we would've been after, I never in a million years would've gone to you. And this- this right here- what we're doing... I hate it. Because you always get words out of me and say nothing in return and I am done. I am glad you told me that you don't wish to be anything more than my Professor and I appreciate the honesty. Now," she cleared her throat, "if you'll excuse me Professor I have somewhere to be" she walked away.
"Have you thought to yourself that the reason I don't say anything is because you always leave with the last word" he stood in front of her.
"What more could you say?" she whispered. "What do you want to say?"
I lied, she wanted to hear. I'll be there for you.
Moments of silence passed.
"Just," she took in and let out a deep breath, "nothings changed" she shrugged. "You're you and I am me and..." she looked at the floor. "I understand" she looked up at him. "I told you to figure it out, this out, and I'm glad you did. So thank you for doing that. I won't force you to care, so don't worry about me knocking on your door again."