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"Mmm… s'good."
Severus' toes curled – he had to agree. Well, no. Let Potter think he needed improvement, that was the best plan. It drove him to prove himself. "Nnnrgh."
Harry was getting annoyed. He'd been kneeling for the better part of ten minutes, his jaw ached like hell, and he was only getting a wee strangled gurgle for his trouble?
Harry redoubled his efforts, pleased to see Severus' eyelids droop as he forgot himself. That's better.
Two more minutes. "Summarys?" Harry warbled around his mouthful.
Severus frowned, and Harry drew back angrily.
"Why do I even bother?" He stormed out.