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Zingaro	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3610 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10

Paula smiled as she drifted off to sleep. Yes, he was slowly beginning to realise things about himself. Like the fact, he could not expect her to fall at his feet just because he deemed it should be so.
Severus on the other hand tossed and turned in bed for hours as he tried to figure out just what he said wrong. It was the early hours of the morning before he eventually came to terms with the fact he would have to ask Paula to accompany him on Friday evening.
Next morning Severus was at Paula�s camp before the schools inhabitants began to rise.

When he could not find her in the tent, he rapped on the door of the wagon. There was no answer and he knew it was too early for breakfast, still, he was curious as to where she might be. �PAULA!� He shouted.
�In here.� Called a faint voice from deep within the trees.
He headed through the trees, aiming in the direction he hoped her voice came from and eventually found her far into the forest.

Coming across a small clearing, he called her name again.
�In the stream.� She shouted.
He turned a little to the left and followed her voice and the sound of splashing.
�What on earth are you doing? Are you mad woman?�
Paula ducked under the surface to remove the soap and shampoo from her hair and body, then came up and started heading towards him.
�What is mad about wanting to be clean? Pass me that towel would you.�
Severus just stared as she emerged from the water, completely naked. He had seen naked women aplenty in his time, but never in a situation like this.

Paula moved towards the bank, water dripping from her hair and breasts, rivulets streaming down her torso, stomach, hips and legs. Soft, golden olive toned skin that seemed to glow, even without the benefit of the sun.
�Oh good Gods.� Severus thought, knowing he should look away, avert his eyes. Instead, he swallowed hard and tried to remember to breathe, unable to tear his eyes from her glistening body. She was tall, slim, legs that went on forever, a hint of her ribs peeking through below breasts that were not overly large, but firm with dark areolas and slightly darker nipples that stood hard and erect. Then lower again, his gaze travelled the length of her as she stepped out of the stream, dark eyes moving steadily down to her feet and up again, pausing at the apex where her legs met, then a taut abdomen and the gentle swell of her hips. It was as if he was rooted to the spot, his gaze riveted on her as his trousers grew uncomfortably tight.
�Are you going to pass me the towel Severus, or are you just going to stand there staring at me like some tenimos?� (youth, young boy)
Severus blinked several times before coming out of his trance. �Towel, yes, the towel.� He said croakily as he looked round him for the towel.
Paula gave a deep, throaty chuckle as she brushed passed him and grabbed the towel from the boulder right beside him. She stood unashamedly naked as she dried herself and Severus finally managed to move away several paces, willing his erection to go down as he studied the ground at his feet like a shy teenager.
�Did you want to speak with me Severus, or are you just out for a stroll?� She asked, knowing why he�d come.
Pulling himself back together, he cleared his throat before speaking.

�I shall get to that in a moment. What on earth are you thinking of? Merlin knows what kind of creatures lurk in that stream. It is not only the lake that contains unfriendly beasts.�
�The only creatures in this stream Severus are fish, beetles and frogs. Oh, and a healthy supply of frogspawn and weed. If you go further upstream though there is a plentiful supply of gillyweed. Besides, how else am I meant to bathe each day?�

�You go in there every day?� He asked amazed. �There are plenty of bathrooms in the castle, with hot running water and total privacy. Why bathe out here? The water must be freezing.�
�It was private up until now. As for hot running water, there is a small waterfall up past the gillyweed; you can look now, I�m dressed. There is a hot spring there, I use it sometimes.�
Severus did not know whether to be glad or not that she was dressed.
�So, why are you here if not to watch me take a bath?�
I came to ask if you would allow me to escort you to the ball tomorrow night.�
�Kushti. (good) Go ahead then.�
�I beg your pardon?�

�Ask me.�

�I was under the impression I just did.�

�No Severus, you said you were here to ask. So ask.�
�Oh for Merlin�s sake woman. Would you do me the honour of allowing me to escort you to the ball tomorrow night?�
�Yes. You will be my Gajo.�
He raised an eyebrow and Paula explained. �Gajo Severus. None Gypsy male.�
�I will see you at breakfast then.� Turning on his heel, he hurried back to the safety of the castle, unable to believe how she had manipulated him. His lips lifted at the corners smugly as he realised he was taking her to the ball and she had called him her man. Was that a good thing? He wasn�t sure.
Friday evening Severus donned his best robes, tied his slightly unruly hair at his nape with a length of black ribbon and headed out of the castle to collect Paula.
The sight that met him when she emerged from the Varda was stunning.
Her skirt was full and flowing, the many petticoats beneath showing to just above her ankles. Her feet were bare and she wore gold chains on each ankle, with tiny gold bells that chimed delicately as she moved. The skirt itself was a bright peacock blue and tightened over her waist and upper abdomen corset style, ending just below the breasts, pushing them up. Above the bodice was black silk, loosely draped across her breasts and low enough that much of the swell showed. Over that all she wore a light blue, long sleeved jacket adorned with gold painted patterns. She wore it open, the front edged with fine gold lace to a mandarin collar. The sleeves were tight to the elbows where they flared and split, hanging loosely with the same gold lace along the edge. Her hair hung loose to her lower back, gleaming in the sunset and adorned by a single, blood red rose at one side. On her wrists were bracelets, small gold coins and charms on each link, large gold hoops in her ears.
�Circe. You are a vision.� Severus said when he saw her.
�Ah, is that a good vision, or a bad one Severus?�

�Good. Most definitely good. I have never seen clothing of this genre before, it is somewhat unusual, yet entirely appealing.�

�A bit long winded, but thank you. You seemed surprised at my choice of dress.�
�If I am honest, I was expecting you to appear in black leather. Not that it would not have been acceptable, but this is much more �interesting, alluring. Is it a traditional Gypsy style?�
�It is traditional Rom, yes.�
His eyes strayed to her feet. �You have no shoes on.�

�I know. You have seen me dance often enough, always barefoot. Tonight we dance Severus, you and I. I cannot allow the hindrance of leather on my feet.�
�We what? Paula I rarely dance, and never at student balls, it would be �inappropriate.�

�Nai!� She said harshly. �To take a woman to dance, and then refuse to do so is Prikasa.� She hissed. �You will dance with me, or I will not go with you.�
�But I have already told you, I do not dance. And what is Prikasa, Nai?�
�Prikasa is bad luck, for you. Nai, negative, no.� She told him sharply, her eyes blazing. �You insult me Severus. Jill. Go.� She folded her arms and stood with her back to him.
�Damn.� He muttered under his breath. �Paula wait, once again I have offended you and it was not my intention.� He sighed. �If I must dance, I will. But only once dance mind, and nothing modern.� He said with a scowl.
Paula turned and smiled a genuine smile, white teeth flashing brilliantly at him and he succumbed. Finaly conceding defeat, he bowed, offered his arm and led her across the grounds to the castle.
The lawns near the entrance were scattered with grotesquely carved pumpkins, glowing and hovering just above head level. Several of the Hogwarts ghosts, most on horseback, galloped about shouting and hollering.
Severus noticed they eyed Paula cautiously, avoiding her at all costs.
In the main hall the students stopping to gawk at the sight of their Potions Master, who looked more presentable than they ever imagined, and the DA Professor on his arm looked absolutely stunning. The older male student�s eyes were fixed firmly on the level of her bosoms, the girls on her costume. Whispers abounded as he led her to the teachers table.
This year it was decked out with large, floating pumpkins, spider webs and a strong vampire theme. Illusions of vampires drifted about the room, fangs dripping blood and capes billowing in a good impersonation of Severus� own robes.
The long tables were gone and round ones replaced them, some sitting eight to ten, others sitting fifteen to twenty.
Live bats flittered about round the student�s heads, causing some of the girls to scream when they came too close and an eerie music filled the hall.
Paula let out a hearty laugh at the girls waving their hands about their heads to ward off the bats. �Has no one ever told them the bats will avoid them at all costs?�
�What, and spoil our only chance at amusement? You have to be kidding me. Besides, these bats are charmed.�
Paula smirked and stared at the bats for a moments before making her way over to the drinks table.

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