165 Chapter 165- tear

LUNA'S POV

Luna sat on the side as the last card dueling tournament was up and going.

With the exams coming near, most of the fifth and seventh years didn't join, preferring to use the time to study, though there still were quite a few.

Honestly, while Luna loved how much their game changed Hogwarts, it wasn't why she came to watch the tournament.

The reason she came to watch it was because another song they made is about to be showed, and she never missed any of them.

Looking at Harry's watch, who she convinced to sit with her instead of staying at the ROR as he planned, she saw there was one more minute.

"Can't wait?" Harry asked as he grinned sending butterflies into her stomach.

Since Harry's breakdown, she felt his interactions with her and the twins are different, more genuine.

Even when he wasn't in the ROR and his Occlumency shields were up, she were able to tell he wasn't pushing his emotions away.

She could now tell when is he sad, angry or happy, and while it did take some of the mystery out of their interaction, she felt closer to him.

Before, she could never tell if he liked something or not, making it harder to touch him more then necessary, as she didn't want to upset him.

Now, whenever she touched him and he wasn't prepared she saw a spike of happiness in his aura before a self anger took its place, making her understand Harry's personality better.

Harry liked her hugs, her hand holding, and her one time kiss on the cheek, but he didn't like the fact he liked it.

She wasn't sure why, but she knew her best way to proceed is to make those spikes in happiness permanent.

"It starts!" Harry whispered as he drew her out of her thoughts.

Looking at where the twins were standing she saw them look around themselves as the illusion of the potion classroom appeared, with Severus and a piano in the middle.

He then started singing and playing.

'It's 5:53 in the evening

Not one student walked through the door

But I'm still here, teachin' dumbass for a living

I've never played piano before

Not bad

I know this castle like the back of my hand

But I'm not such a fan of the back of my hand

Cause if you look real close

At those little hairs and veins You're like

"Hands are sort of gross"

It's hard to explain

The point is:

Hey, Dumbledore

Why won't you let me break free?

Am I doomed to stay here

Teaching my high school friends' kids

For the rest of eternity?

Hey, Dumbledore

You know just where to find me

I'll always be near, maybe grubbing butterbeer

Hey, Dumbledore

What'll it be?

It's 5:55, I'm still singing

The card dueling game's letting out

But no one's comin' here

Who am I kiddin'?

Hey, you smart ravens

Give me a shout

Everyone's going out

'Cause it's time to make friends

Friends with Bulgarian and German and French

Friends with people not in the same house

Where you might find your future spouse

Dun-dun bom-bom!

Gun-ga bom-dom!

Hey, Dumbledore

You're not listenin', so what's the use?

Is my purpose in life to spy on two sides

Or to teach potions and look like the evil dude?

Hey, dunderhead, I'll be right with you

Hey, Dumbledore

Look what you're doing to me

Can't you see, Dumbledore

You're killing me, Dumbledore

Last call, Dumbledore

What'll it be?

Looking at her head of house, Luna felt her heart going toward him as she noticed a tear running down his left eye.

SEVERUS' POV

It took him a year, but finally even he can't deny the benefit the card game has on the students.

It wasn't only that potion magical cards weren't only extremely accurate, but also the many creatures and their use in potions.

The game itself had many ways to teach potions, with one magical field card especially- the potion class.

This card made it possible to create the effects of specific potion cards without them as long as you name the ingredients, process, and pay magical energy.

He saw students who had this card actually improve in class.

So yeah, as much as he didn't want to admit it, the Weasley twins created a better way of studying potions.

Which is why he sat there, at the tournament, watching the tournament and thinking of ways to add it to his lessons as a way to make the dark lord think he is harming the students.

Suddenly, an illusion of the potion classroom appeared, making Severus think he missed one of the duelists using a card before noticing himself and a piano in the middle of it.

He was about to get up and leave when the illusion's song started.

Hearing it singing about his hate of teaching, His hate of the castle where he was bullied as a child, and his anger toward Dumbledore, not to mention his plans to spy on both sides, Severus was shocked.

It was like the person who wrote this song was in his mind, which wasn't possible, not without him noticing! It wasn't possible! Right?

Severus didn't even noticed the tear running down his cheek.