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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 16

Paula smiled widely as she watched him from the corner of her eye. Seeing him so stiff, peeking out of one eye like a child on a white-knuckle ride made him seem quite human to her. Just for devilment, she swerved the hearse sharply this way and that, biting her lip to prevent herself from laughing as he swayed violently left and right.
�STOPSTOPSTOP!� He shouted, convinced he was about to meet his maker. �From now on, all my flying will be on a broom and nothing else. Why in the name of Hades could we not apparate here?� Anger and dread causing him to speak in a deep growl.
�Aw, where�s the fun in that Severus. This way is much more exciting. As well as entertaining.� She added under her breath.
Severus heard her however and opened his other eye so he could glare at her. �You are a bitch, do you know that. Now stop messing around and land this infernal contraption.� He said angrily, forgetting his fear for a moment.
Paula did not take offence at his name-calling; she had been called much worse in her time. �Okay kanny.�

Easing off, she brought the hearse to land on a dirt track road and slowed down to sixty again as she headed for the gates of the Welsh dragon rescue reservation.
�I am not a chicken.� He protested, clambering shakily from the thankfully stopped vehicle. I just do not like being taken for a ride.�

Paula laughed at his comment, while Severus scowled, not seeing the relevance of his remark.
�PAULA.�
Severus turned to see a tall gangly looking man running towards them. He was around Paula�s age with long brown hair, dressed in dragon hide trousers and vest. As he neared, Severus noticed his arms and face were covered in scars, most likely burns, both old and recent.
�Jimmy, you old gajo. (none Gypsy fellow) How are you?�
The man swept Paula into a bear hug and spun her round once before kissing both cheeks and letting her go.

�Same old same old, you know me. Brought a friend I see. Hi.� He said, turning to Severus. �I�m Jimmy MacKewon and whatever she�s told you about me, it�s probably true.� Jimmy said, offering a hand to Severus.
�Actually, as yet she has omitted to mention that she knows anyone here. Never the less, I am pleased to make your acquaintance Mr MacKewon.� Severus answered, shaking the offered hand. He actually liked this fellow, though he could not for the life of him think why.
Ah, call me Jimmy and you are? Paula never was big on introductions.�
�Severus Snape.�
�Welcome Severus. I can call you Severus can�t I? We don�t stand on ceremony here.�

�Severus is fine.� Severus told him, actually managing a small smile as he spoke.
�Well I suppose you�d like to look round while Paula here does her work. Or would you prefer to have a cuppa first?�
�Head me in the right direction and I�ll meet up with you after I�ve seen the dragon Jimmy.� Paula stated.

She opened the back of the hearse and pulled out a pair of dragon hide trousers and matching sleeveless jacket. These were followed by a pair of knee length boots, also dragon hide. She used the same intricate pattern she�d used the night before and her normal black leather clothing was replaced by the dragon hide gear.
�Straight through the orchard and left at the bracken field. She�s an old lass, really depressed. But she�s still in her prime so she shouldn�t be like she is. See what you can do for her Paula, she deserves a break. Given us some good young �uns she has.�
�Actually, much as I would love to look around this place, I am curious as to how Paula will treat this dragon. Would either of you mind if I spectate?� Severus asked.
�It�s fine by me, but it�s pretty boring to watch.� Jimmy said.
�It�s okay Jimmy. We�ll be over for tea once I�ve had a look at her.� Paula told the reserve keeper. �Severus, you�d best change if you�re coming with me. There are a couple more sets of dragon hide clothing in the back there.� She said, nodding toward the hearse. �Pull them out and I�ll change your garb.�
�My garb? I take it that means my clothing.�

She nodded. �Not Romane, just muggle slang.�
With a wry look, he turned and rummaged in the back for the clothes, eventually finding a set in a very dark green.
Jimmy gave Paula another hug, then set off for the encampment.
Paula stepped up to Severus and moved her hands in front of, but not quite touching him.
�I can�t wear these, they are far too tight.� He complained as his clothing changed. He could barely breath they were so tight, not to mention his unmentionables. �They are also far too short.� He protested. �And I look ridiculous.�
�That�s because they are mine. She clapped her hands and ran her hands over him once more.
Severus breathed a sigh of relief when the trousers and jacket adjusted to fit him. He experimentally bent and stretched a few times to make sure he had freedom of movement, then nodded in satisfaction. �Thank you, though the trousers are a bit on the long side.�

�I know, I do not have any spare boots so it�s best to have them covering your feet. Come on, lets see this dragon.�
�How do you do that thing with your hands?� He asked, as they made their way through a large orchard with rows upon rows of apple, pear and plum trees. �I noticed you did not draw your wand when you dealt with the vampires either.�
�You mean the wandless magic. That Severus, is a story for another day.� She grabbed a pear from the tree they were passing under and took a bite.

It was ripe and juicy and the juice dribbled down her chin.
Severus� eyes were glued to the juice and he had an unwavering desire to lick it from her.
Paula saw the bit of heat in his eyes and held out the pear to him. �Try it, it�s lovely.�
He did not take the pear from her, instead he opened his mouth and waited for her to offer it up to him. Which she did.
As soon as he sunk his teeth into it she let go, then continued walking, leaving a rather disappointed Severus to hold his own pear.
He silently admitted it was nice, but it would have been nicer if Paula had fed it to him as he�d expected.
Meanwhile Paul picked another and started eating again. There�s the poav up ahead. See the bracken?� She said, pointing ahead through the trees.�
�Field?� He asked.
�Field, poav or poove.� She replied, smiling. Then she held up the half-eaten pear she was eating. �Ambrol.�
Paula laid a hand on a tree. �Rukh.�
He nodded. Paula told him more of her language as they walked along the side of the bracken field, Severus enjoying his lesson in Romane, devouring the information as he did with anything he considered interesting.
�You are mush. Man.�
�And you are?� he asked.
�Mushi. Woman.�
�You are certainly that.� He thought, his eyes admiring her figure in the tight trousers and top.
Soon they could the hear the sound of roaring coming from beyond a rise ahead and to their right.
�I can hear her Severus. Listen.�

They stopped and listened. �All I can hear is a lot of angry sounding dragons.� He told her.
�No, listen with your mind and your heart. Amongst the roars, a cry, quieter than the others.�
Severus closed his eyes and tried to hear something other than the constant din from the dragons, but he could not. He opened his eyes and looked at Paula who seemed to be seeing something he could not. A far away look in her eyes told him she could hear something, but he had no idea what it was.
Paula turned and stood face to face with him. �Shh.� She whispered, lifting her hands and resting her fingers gently on his temples.

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