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Corruption Of Innocence	By : mrsrickman Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1461 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11

The Picnic

After an unsteady start Taya managed to get the hang of travelling by broom again. It was true she was out of practice but with Severus� assistance she just about managed to re-capture her past knowledge of flying.

It was around lunchtime when Severus and Taya made their decent onto land. Taya with some difficulty and Severus with his usual elegance landed perfectly. He helped her to her feet and together they set up camp.

Taya sat down on the blanket and patted it for the professor to position himself beside her.

"I prefer to remain standing," he muttered coldly folding his arms across his chest looking out across the wild landscape.

"Suit yourself," she said. "It is beautiful here. Don�t you agree?"

"Yes," he murmured. "But very cold. I still do not see why you wish to sit on the ground and freeze."

"Do you want something to drink?" She asked pulling out a tiny basket the sof aof a dice from her cloak. Abruptly it swelled over a hundred times its previous size until it was a large picnic hamper. She began unloading it. It contained all manner of delicious foods. Cakes, sandwidges�, hot pastries, tea and coffee, fruit. Severus finally turned after a few moments admiring the view and sat down. He really was quite hungry.

She smiled at him and handed him a mug of freshly brewed tea. And she herself started to nibble on a triangular cut cheese and cucumber sandwidge.

"It�s so nice to be able to leave the confinements of the castle once in a while. Don�t you think?" Severus nodded and selected a sandwidge himself. "You are very quite today, are you all right?" She asked gently.

"I have been thinking about my past, but to your question yes I am quite well."

"That�s good then." She brushed his arm lightly with her hand. Severus responded and turned to watch her as she ate. She smiled at him between bites. "What?"

"You really are quite magnificent."

"Why thank you Severus. Nobody has ever called me magnificent before." She smiled a little embarrassed then clasped his hand gently.

"What do you really think of me? Truthfully," he asked not quite knowing what the answer would be or whether he would in fact like it.

"Oh," Taya hadn�t been expecting such a deep question. "You are kind of lovely."

"Lovely?" Severus screwed his face up then quite un-expectantly smiled. A true genuine smile not a sneer or that evil grin he sometimes used on the children to intimidate them.

"Okay then, perhaps that was a stupid choice of word. Your mysterious, brave, alluring, intelligent and hypnotic." He found his cheeks were heating. Taya captured his gaze. "Are you blushing?"

"Indeed not," he replied defiantly. "It is merely the chilling breeze. He shuddered involuntary. "It is cold."

"I thought you were used to the cold �an all. Living down in those dungeons."

"Apparently not." he thought out loud.

"Shall I continue? Wanna know the rest?"

"Perhaps I don�t, but continue if you really must. I see that you relish the chance to humiliate me in person." Taya chuckled and gently stroked his cheek.

"You are blushing, embarrassed are we?" she whispered. Severus cast her a look that would send any first year running for their life.

"I am most certainly not."

Taya giggled despite herself. "Sly, cunning."

"Will you kindly shut up now?" He turned his head away. Taya swore she saw a slight bashfully smile on his lips.

"There," She pointed. "I was telling the truth, you are embarrassed as hell."

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious."

"Arr poor Snapey Poo�s embarrassed," she said in an exaggerated whinny voice. That did it. The professor was fuming. His eyes were as dark as they could possibly get. He reached out and playfully pushed her onto her back, making her surrender a fit full of hysterical giggles as he tickled her. She cackled much to Severus� annoyance. "And your everything that makes up a true Slytherin-"

His body was pressed against her. Abruptly he pulled himself away before he actually lost control and was propelled into a needy clinch. She gazed at him deeply then remembered something from her childhood.

"Hum, I always felt out of place in Slytherin. I thought that it was mistake that I was put into there. Maybe there was a reason after all."

"And that is?"

"You?"

"Perhaps." Heded.ded.

"Stop frowning Sev, I�m trying to study you."

"I am not-"

"Yes you are." His eyebrows rose a fraction then he relaxed his face. Hum, she thought. He really is quite somesome when he isn�t sneering at people. And he does have quite an endearing smile when he allows it to show. Severus looked away slightly uncomfortable with being gazed at so intently.

"Hum," she smiled.

"You are not still teasing me are you?"

"Of cause. It�s so much fun."

"Your idea of fun is certainly not mine."

"Open your heart Sev. Give in to it and let yourself have some fun. You are kind of chilly, reserved." She swallowed and wondered whether perhaps she should have kept quite. She noticed his discomfort. "I love you all the same."

"I can not help what I am," he said sadly. Taya was touched by his uncharacteristic gentleness. She thought perhaps he would retaliate in a typical Snapeish sort of way, fuming and storming. Instead he remained placid and silent, but from the troubled look in his eyes she had obviously hit a raw nerve. She felt terribly guilty and had quite expected him to go straight for the throat.

"But that�s because of how you were treated in the past. Compared to what you�ve been through you�ve come through exceptionally well considering. If it were I..." Her voice trailed off. "How did you survive it?"

"Truthfully I do not know. I ponder that myself at times. I have had plenty of opportunities to...to end it all but-"

"You didn�t. And that�s a strength of character."

"A strength? I have always considered it a weakness."

"That you didn�t kill yourself? Oh, Sev. That�s so sad." She lightly brushed the dark hair off his face.

He swallowed. "I consider myself unworthy of such a simple way out of it, be it a quick death or prolonged."

"Even now?"

He couldn�t meet her eyes, full of compassion and sorrow. He lowered his head as if ashamed.

"You told me you had a secret goal to find love. Hasn�t anyone really told you that they loved you before?"

"Not that I can recollect. I do not remember my mother, so..."

No wonder he feels so sad, she thought.

"You must have been very lonely."

"Yes."

"You don�t have to feel like that now. I�m here. I�m here to help." She caught his down turned face and lifted his chin. "Promise me you wont end it all. Even when things get so bleak that it seems the only way out."

"Of cause not." Severus frowned at her.

"Good." Her lips brushed his. For a moment he tensed then pulled away. "You�re really quite shy aren�t you?"

"I am not shy," he said defiantly. "How can I possibly be...ridiculas? I see what you are doingu aru are trying to evoke embarrassment out of me. AGAIN!"

"Shy Sevvie." She chuckled with that delightful laugh of hers.

"It�s not working. You are behaving quite childishly. It is not becoming of a woman of your calibre, and don�t dare call me Sevvie," he replied slightly annoyed and slightly perplexed.

"Is that why you are blushing again SEVVIE?"

"I certainly AM not Miss Matterson."

"Oh dear I have upset you now. We�re on second names again are we? Feel, your cheeks are burning." He brought his hand down abruptly and stared blankly into space.

"I�m sorry Sev, I couldn�t resist winding you up."

"Humph."

"You know you are really quite handsome," she said suddenly and chuckled again.

"You think I�m handsome?" He almost laughed out loud. "Not from what I�ve heard."

"They are just to blind or to stupid to notice," she commented. "Stop sneering will you. If you looked normal for once in your life then perhaps you would have to beat off admirers with a stick." He raised an eyebrow.

"Most sensible people have the intelligence to run away from me, not fall to my feet in admiration."

"Perhaps not. I don�t want other people drooling over my boyfriend. Sneer at them all you like, Precious."

"You really consider me your boyfriend?"

"Yes. We�re together now aren�t we?" Her face hardened slightly.

"Then I suppose I am. That would make you-"

"My girlfriend. Clever boy Severus." She giggled almost like a schoolgirl.

"Are you mocking me now?"

"Of cause not." She kissed his hand.

"This is all so new to me," he commented suddenly. "These feelings, even this situation seems quite absurd." He shook his head perhaps wondrously and pulled his legs further against his chest, resting his chin on his knees. "It will take time getting used to it."

"Yes I know. We�ll take each day as it comes." She gently loosened him and pushed him down onto his back, snuggling down beside him. "I would love to lay here with you forever," she whispered in his ear. Severus turned his head to face her and was met with a soft kiss.

For some time they lay in silence simply watching the clear blue sky.

"I love you Severus Snape," she said breaking the silence between them.

"You say that a lot. Do you really mean it?"

"Yes I do." His arms wrapped around her and she rested her head on his chest listening to the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat.

"I love you too." She sighed feeling that this moment was the best she had ever experienced. His fingers slid through the loose waves of her hair, stroking gently. It seemed that time had stopped and that moment would last for eternality.

Taya finally pulled herself up and sat on her haunches. Severus followed suit and reacted in surprise when she positioned herself on his lap. She leaned forward an invitation to touch her if he desired. Severus kissed her softly. It was pure and untainted, chaste even.

"Am I doing this right?"

"Most defiantly," she murmured before returning the kiss. She heard a strangled moan from him when she expertly eased his lips apart seeking the intimate contact of his tongue. Something she had aspired to do for a long while now. Only now she had the courage to do so without the danger of him fleeing from her. He didn�t resist the contact and she tasted him, explored his mouth. He was sweet.

The unhindered contact was rousing a deep urgency in his loins.

The next minute he became aware that she had unfastened his jacket and was now prizing apart his shirt.

"It�s freezing are you insane?"

"You wont feel the cold in a minute," she said smiling. Her hands slid between the seams of the crisp white fabric seeking out naked flesh. Her palm spread over him, stroking the warm skin under the stiff cotton. He swallowed nervously wondering whether he had let her go one step to far.

Something akin to bravery and boldness made him remain still and let her continue with her curious exploration. Her hand slowly made it�s way down, lightly easing her fingers over the fabric of his trousers. She could feel the tension hidden behind black fabric. An aching need inside told her to release him of it.

With slow deliberation Taya unfastened the buttons of his trousers and cupped him lightly before stroking the hard flesh through the thin white fabric of his undergarment. He tensed, found himself counting the seconds before curiosity got the better of her and she freed his erection.

Surely by now with the cold and the absurdity of this situation I�ll be shrinking into nothing, he thought inanely. He looked down at himself sheepishly. His body was betraying him, yet again.

"I want to give you something,� she whispered. Severus looked up upon hearing the sound of her voice. Barely touching, a single finger stroked a soft line down his manhood. His stomach muscles clenched and he prepared to move. Then an incriminating frown appeared on his face, all tenderness and weakness replaced with anger.

"What the hell am I doing?" She shook his shoulders gently. "I was insane to... What...what are you doing?" He felt her mouth envelope his right nipple, her tongue lapping gently. He gasped and cried out from the intimate contact.

"Making love to you," she answered. I want to make your fantasies come true." She reached up her head and kissed him again.

In an unconscious response his arms slid around her. His hands lightly resting on her back. Taya felt the heat rising up inside her. This was more than she had ever wanted. To touch, to caress, to taste. She couldn�t help herself. She needed him, needed him more than any other need or want in her life. She needed to pleasure him.

He swallowed down nerves of sensuality, confusion and trepidation. It felt pleasurable, he che could only take a little at a time.

"I�ll make it special for you," she whispered, "for your first time." Her small hands eased around his shaft. It took both to completely cover him. She griped him firmly, but not to tight. Her thumb began rubbing against the head. She obviously endeavoured to bring him to some kind of sexual completion and she was succeeding. A single pearl of moisture escaped. He looked down at himself, at her fingers still cocooning him, at her thumb and index finger now agitating his foreskin.

Severus by now realised she had gone to far. The pleasing sensations that had slowly crept from his genitals to his brain and to the rest of his nervous system were abruptly dissolving into a squirming desperate exigency to get away.

"Not now." He hissed angrily while at the same time trying to keep his voice level and from revealing the disquiet he was feeling. Fearfully and abruptly pulled her hand off of him.

She kissed his cheek, "It�s okay," and pressed her palm against his chest. The biting air had caused his flesh to crawl into goose pimples and his nipples to shrivel and harden into two deep fuchsia nubs.

He opened his eyes. The fuzzy feeling was lost, quickly replaced with a cold chill ran ran though his body.

"We can�t do this here," he said in a tone that could burn holes into the frigid atmosphere.

"Why not?"

"Because..." She frowned.

"I don�t understand. I thought you liked it."

"I do but... Please don�t take this the wrong way, but I can�t." He shook his head. "Not yet. I just can�t. Not out here." He gently eased her off of him and shrouded himself taking himself in check.

"I�m sorry Severus. I didn�t mean to push you too quickly." He nodded then stood up, the cloak blowing about his body. Shortly he felt her standing behind him her hand gently resting on the small of his back. "Severus?"

"Yes." He spoke without turning.

"I need to tell you something." This time he turned. She saw alarm in his eyes.

"What?"

"It�s okay," She whispered. "I feel I want to talk to you about my Mum and Dad."

"Tell me."

Taya sat back down hugging her knees. "All that stuff about you and your time in that horrible orphanage got me thinking about my parents. As you know they died when I was ten."

"How?"

"Murdered. Both of them and my little sister. She was five. It was stupid really. Three innocent people."

He joined her and seated himself.

"They were in Edinburgh at the time just out shopping like everyone else. They liked Muggle shops as well as ours and they regularly visited the Muggle parts of the city. And then there was this explosion. Some nutter had set a bomb off. They were killed where they stood,

"I suppose I should count myself lucky really, compared to what you had to go through. Uncle Albus...I mean Professor Dumbledore was there for me; he brought me to Hogwarts and made me safe. Sometimes I think that I could have been there with them that day."

"Where were you then?"

"School, �Mistress Pompernickles For The Under Eleven�s,�

"I remember this police lady come to get me. She told me what happened and looked after me for a bit. The wizard social services gave me a home for two weeks. They were reallce pce people, kind. They tried to be understanding but they didn�t really know what it felt like. I cried every night the two weeks I was there until I received my letter." Severus stroked her arm. She smiled weakly at him through blurry vision. Abruptly she wiped the tears from her eyes before they could even drop.

"I went to Hogwarts shortly after,

"The look on Mrs He fac face when the night bus arrived to pick me up." She smiled for a moment. "I didn�t think that poor woman would ever get over the fact that I was a witch, even though her own sister was and they lived together in the same house. I can�t quite understand it. I mean it was fairly obvious. There was magic stuff everywhere. I guess her sister just thought she was a bit weird or something, or didn�t believe it,

"It�s funny looking back isn�t it?"

"Yes." Severus squeezed her hand.

"I hadn�t thought about Mum and Dad and Jessica for years. It all brought it back to me."

"I�m sorry I should never have burdened you with-"

"That�s okay Sev. It�s kind of made me feel better talking about it with you. I still have my photos and the memories, I�ll show you them sometime. I still haven�t unpacked a lot of my stuff. Do you have any pictures of your Mum?"

"Only one. I carry it with me always."

"Oh that�s really sweet. She must have loved you very much." Taya held his hand.

"I can only hope so. Here!" He took the small dog-eared photograph of his mother from out of his robes and gave it to Taya.

"She�s beautiful Severus," Taya said gazing down at the n-han-haired woman. "Is that you?" She pointed at the baby.

"Yes." Taya looked up at him then back down at the small black and white photograph of his mother.

"You look a lot like her you know. Especially the eyes and the cheekbones. No guessing where you inherited your hair from." She handed the picture back. Abruptly Severus confined it to his cloak. "I love you Severus," she said. So much." Her eyes were burning from tears again. She felt a familiar empty sadness but at the same time the emptiness in her life had been richly filled.

"Are you all right?" He questioned.

"Yea." sni sniffed and wiped away fresh tears that had slid down her cheek. "I never thought I could feel so happy. Now I have you." She hugged him tightly. A smile touched his lips.

"I�ve never experienced such devotion."

"I devote my life to your cause."

"Come on now it is twenty five to two," said the professor glancing at his pocket watch. "You wanted to see the lakes before sunset." She nodded then began sorting the picnic things ready to put away back into the shrinking hamper.

It was mid afternoon when they landed again, or rather Taya landed in a tangled heap after colliding with a tree, the broomstick a splintered mess on the floor, the tail branches sprayed in every direction. Severus immediately picked her up off the cold frozen ground and hugged her too him. She clung to him shivering and felt a pain rise up her arm.

"You are bleeding," murmured the potions master taking his hand away from her arm and gazing at his blood soaked fingers. Her cloak was torn, and underneath the heavy woollen jumper was in bloody tatters. Severus turned her slightly and pulled away the damaged cloth revealing the wound.

"I don�t think it�s too bad. I have something back in my private quarters that�ll heal you. There wont be any need to visit the matron. Taya nodded, to numb from the shock of making a fool out of herself in front of Severus Snape on her first flying trip in over seven years.

"Why didn�t you tell me you couldn�t fly at all you foolish girl?� Annoyance played on his features. "I would never have suggested we go anywhere If I had known that you..." He stormed off to retrieve his own broom, which was left disregarded, half concealed in the undergrowth of weeds and grass. He got on his hands and knees cursing under his breath, silently resenting the fact that he�d been led into his predicament in the first place.

"Well, I thought I bloody well could, OK?" She stammered angrily back. "I told you I was a bit out of practice."

"A bit?" Severus sneered and brushed himself off. "Let�s get you back to the castle. You�re have to hold on tight. I�m not sure whether this old broom can support both of us."

Oh great, she thought. Just what I bloody need. She watched as Severus straddled the broom and kick off the ground a few inches, hovering.

"I have been meaning to get a new one. Pity, this old thing is virtually redundant. It�s adequate for myself. I�ve had it for years and I know its quirks and qualms. It is only used to me. Whether it will favour another passenger we will have to see." She nodded and managed a weak sarcastic smile.

"Well, come on then! Don�t just stand there idly. Get on. I preferably wish to get back to Hogwarts before day break, you know." Taya gave him a quick enraged stare and slid on the broom behind the professor. She slid her arms around him and held on tight. She felt compelled to slide her hands around his throat rather than his body.

Not risking herself any further injury or insolence from Professor Snape she clung on for dear life not murmuring a single word the entire journey back.

They made it back to the castle at nightfall. Silently she followed him down to the dungeons.

He waved his wand at the lock on the door to the potions classroom muttered an indiscernible spell and pushed it open. He paused for a moment to check if she was still there. Taya stopped and wondered whether to follow any further. She was still mad at him.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Come on stop dawdling." Severus leered at her. For a second longer she remained standing where she was but the pain in her arm was arguing with her. The potions master didn�t turn back, but carried on walking. She assumed that he just expected her to follow. She gave up and followed him to the back of the room where the hidden door way was situated. He stopped then waved his wand back and forth twice, muttering to himself. The wall fell away into nothing. Taya could a dark passage way.

"This way," he said. She followed then turned to look one last time behind her. The doorway once again solidified into a wall. She followed him down a flight of twisting bare stone steps, one of the many dusty secret passageways. This one was only lit by the flicker of subdued torches, but was quite free from cobwebs, spiders and other creepy residents.

They soon came to an archway and Taya felt a blast of cold air hit her from the opposite direction. She guessed that passage led up into the open.

Stepping through the narrow archway they came to a large wooden door. Severus pressed his hand lightly against it and it swung open with a creak. Abruptly the lighting was ignited. Candles were everywhere. Tall, sleek caste iron candleholders littered the place. Beautiful in their design and practicality. His home was like something out of a gothic novel.

"My humble abode," he muttered.

She stepped cautiously into his personal domain and realised she was standing in small narrow hall. In front of her was a sitting room, with a desk positioned in the far left hand corner. The fireplace was unlit. Two winged chairs faced it. At the opposite side of the room facing the desk was a large and impressive bookcase, ancient volumes of spells, books covering everything from the dark arts to modern reads about new found potion brewing and also a few zines concerning Muggle chemistry was littered along with other antiquity that rose to the ceiling. Positioned besides the shelving was Jym Jams� rather overly proportioned cage. At present the little creature was nowhere to be seen. She was probably curled up asleep somewhere. Sure enough the house rabbit was fast asleep, lodged between a cushion and the arm of one of the armchairs.

Her eyes followed the perimeter of the room stopping to admire a cupboard. The large doors were constructed from a glassy crystalline substance, lead lined and intricately patterned. It�s contents partially obscured by the frosted glass, but undoubtedly contained strange macabre ingredients.

"I see you have noticed my collection of rare ingredients," said Severus. "Only the best is kept down here. I certainly don�t want grubby little hands tainting my personal stores. Oh and I must warn you. Most of this stuff is deadly in its raw state. I advise against you tong ing it without precaution and the necessary protection. I am sure that you know of that any way, but be reminded." She nodded. "I keep the key on me at all times in case you need it."

Taya felt a surge of pride. At least he trusted her. But neither the less for some reason she felt if she was trespassing. This was his territory. She had never before visited his private suite of rooms even though they had been together a considerable number of weeks.

There was a chamber she supposed was the bathroom, and another undoubtedly was the bedroom. He pushed the door open and indicated for her to enter. His sleeping quarters were minimalist and bare but she couldn�t take her eyes off the huge, imposingly impressive four-poster bed, draped with green silks and velvet.

It was domineering, oak she supposed, intricately calved with inlays of ebony. Chubby cherubs were splayed out over the headboard and she wondered for a moment who else he had dragged down here to his secret chambers to be vanquished and ravished over.

Don�t be stupid, she thought. He�s never been with anyone else. Doubt many people have seen these rooms. I could probably count the number of times on one hand. Neither the less an erotic image filled her mind.

Someone being chained to that bed, her. And the soft moans he made as he took her. She shook her head forcing that image out of her mind. Taya smiled to herself. After all it was only a fantasy. Wickedly delightful neither the less.

Another image intruded into her consciousness. Images of him sleeping. I wonder what he looks like asleep in that bed? She hypothesised. She quickly pushed that alluring image out of her mind. Her arm hurt too much for such idle fancy and her chest pained her. She guessed that she had bruised some ribs from the fall.

Taya continued to gaze around the room, casting her vision on his things. Several candelabras were positioned here and there. Nothing overly fancy. There was a large polished oak wardrobe with matching chest of draws. A small-uncluttered cabinet was positioned in front of the window. The same tactile sensual fabric matched the curtains that hung down majestically, almost to the floor in front of the small lead lined gothic window.

There were no pictures, paintings, photographs or trinkets that she could see only the bare necessities. However the bare stone floor was covered with a large beautiful intricately woven Indian rug of an indiscernible age, but there were shelves of books everywhere. Despite the candlelight it was dark inside. Lack of natural light gave the impression of majestic sombre. The walls were painted dark rich colours. The lounge was painted in a succulent dark green. The bedroom, a dark red. It was very masculine in style and darkly elegant, reflecting the man who lived there.

She abruptly turned away and proceeded to remove her snagged torn clothes.

Taya tensed involuntarily while pulling off the heavy Arran knitted jumper and depositing it onto the floor nearest the bed.

"Sit," he ordered.

"Charming," Taya thought. Guess he�s not used to pleasantries.

Severus Snape�s voice had brought her back to reality.

He pointed to an armchair positioned next to the bed. Obediently Taya sat down and watched the potions master leave the room. When he returned she saw he was carrying a goblet, it�s contents steaming mysteriously and in his other hand a small wooden box.

"Drink this it�ll help stop the pain." She nodded and took the vile of liquid from his hand and cautiously brought it too her lips. Severus watched with a frown. "I assure you that it isn�t poisoned Miss Matterson."

She laughed lightly then nodded before drinking the entire contents. For a moment her insides burned then the pain in her body began to subside. Professor Snape watched, and then opened the delicate rose wood box. He took out a vial of something greeny blue and sickly pale.

I noticed you fell on your side awkwardly," he said. "These are herbal ointments which will aid healing." Taya nodded expecting him to give her one then send her on her way. Instead he selected one of them and pulled the cap off. Taya stared. "I can�t administer this unless you remove your blouse."

"What?" She looked momentarily surprised. Severus sighed.

"I am not in the habit assaulting defenceless young women."

"You want to see me naked professor?" She asked. Her eyes were glistening and a mischievous grin appeared on her face.

"Don�t be ridikulas."

"Look Severus, I�m not going to let you simply put that stuff on me even if you are my lover, I want to know what it is. You know I�m allergic to certain chemicals, organic or not. Remember when I touched that Tifftaff fungus in my third year. It made me come out in huge blue blisters all over my body."

Severus grimaced slightly from recollected horror, remembering the terrible incident all to well. The blisters had burst all over the classroom floor, narrowly missing the other children but managed to burn huge holes in his robes and cause irritation to his skin.

"It�s a healing compound, I told you. Herbal. It is quite safe. I made it myself. It�s got nothing in it that will cause any adverse reactions. I would not forget your allergies in haste."

"Okay I believe you. If you made it." Her brows knotted together. "Did you just say I�m defenceless?"

"Very well, if you are going to be stubborn about it. You do it. Or would you rather see Madam Pomfrey?"

"No. All right." She stood up and regretted it immediately because of the stabbing sensation in her side. Severus pulled out his wand and pulled her forward. He eased up her blouse and with tentative fingers began examining the darkening bruises.

"You may have cracked a rib," he stated coldly. "Lay down."

"What?" He sighed.

"Look, if you don�t want me to heal you then leave now and go and see Madame Pomfrey. I have the ability to heal some wounds. Otherwise lay down on my bed." She did what she was told and lay down. He sat down beside her and concentrated on the sore bruised flesh. His fingers slid over her. She tensed.

"I am not going to hurt you," he whispered gently.

"I know you wont. It aches that�s all. At least it feels a bit better. I think that potion you gave me is helping." He took a glob of the ointment and rubbed it into her skin. She felt thld pld penetrate her skin, but gradually warm. His hands stoking rhythmically over her side.

"That feels nice Severus." She murmured.

"Well it should do I made it. It contains-"

"No I mean you touching me." He made a humph sound then waved his wand over her. The bruising disappeared. Abruptly Severus pulled her blouse back down.

"You can sit up now. Let me see your arm." She offered it too him without restraint. "You will need to undo some of those buttons. I need to see your whole arm." Taya smiled and slowly un-slid the tiny pearls, for a second revealing the pale skin of her bosom to him. She smiled when she noticed his eyes fall upon her breasts. Abruptly he pulled away.

"Why did you do that for?" He murmured quietly.

"Do what?"

"Reveal yourself to me. I�m trying to heal you after all. I can�t concentrate if you are going to flash your breasts at my face." Taya laughed out loud and abruptly did up a few of the buttons. Severus pulled down the sleeve and examined her arm.

"I�m going to have to clean the wound," he said getting up to leave.

"Do you think it�ll get infected?"

"Not if it is treated correctly," he called back from the bathroom. He came back into the bedroom carrying a small bowl of water, some white rags and dressings. "Hold still," he ordered. "This will hurt." He met her eyes. "Quite a lot. I suggest you hold onto me while I wash your arm."

He hadn�t been wrong when he said it would hurt. Severus gazed at her in alarm. He hadn�t heard such language before, certainly not from her, F-ing and blinding.

"I take it that you have learned that from your Muggle companions?"

"God, I�m sorry Sev," she whimpered.

Severus nodded. "And I�m sorry I hurt you." Taya gazed at her red bloody arm in horror.

"I thought that stuff was suppose to heal me. Not make me bleed to death." He took one of the dressings and squirted it with the rest of the contents of the vial previously used on her side. Severus pressed it onto her arm then waved his wand over the injury. Carefully he removed the fabric. The wound was gone and so was the pain.

"I suggest you rest. For the potion and ointment to take full affect yoed aed at least four hours of uninterrupted sleep. I shall walk you to your rooms." He began to exit the bedroom when he felt Taya close behind him. A hand slid up the back of his neck, stroking her fingers through his raven hair to the crown.

"Severus I don�t want to go back there yet. I want to stay here with you." He turned his head and she brushed a stray strand of hair off his face.

"Oh," he murmured.

"Do you forgive me for making such a fool out of myself today?"

"Yes." She smiled glad that he had forgiven her for nearly getting herself killed.

"I think I better buy a new broom and take some flying lessons."

"Or better still," he remarked. "Dobothbother at all." A strange smile touched his mouth.

"That�s so cruel Sev."

"I am simply stating the truth. You are a hazard to your health. And to mine." Taya smiled realising he was jesting her. She leaned close and looked down at her toes.

"You scared me," he muttered very quietly.

"I�m sorry Severus." She brushed her right hand down the left side of his face. He closed his eyes.

"I remind you that you must get some sleep." He turned away to give her privacy to undress. He took out his wand cast a spell and a piece of delicate fabric fell out of the air. "Your the Professor," she said. He passed her the nightgown without looking at her and she put it on. "This is pretty," she murmured. He didn�t comment on his choice of sleepwear he had chosen for her. It was decidingly feminine and shear.

"Are you decent?"

"Yes Sev." He turned around.

Severus pulled back the blankets on his bed. She got in and he covered her. She lay back closed her eyes and fell into a light soothing sleep. She didn�t notice Severus slide beside her and draw himself up close.

He lay there silently hands clasped over his stomach. His thoughts he realised and his secrets were no longer concealed behind an iron facade of self-control and hidden torture. He glanced at Taya sleeping soundly beside him. For the first time in his life he finally realised he was no longer alone.
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