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Cauldrons Aflame	By : JSSumner Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1633 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter: 2

When Claira emerged from the storage room with the proper remedies, she noticed Professor Snape casually lounging on one of the beds, as if the large gash across his chest was nothing more then a simple paper cut. He had already removed his cloak and torn vest, which were now neatly folded upon the nightstand. As she approached, he propped himself up, his fingers slightly trembling as he attempted to unclasp the remaining bus ons on his shirt. Claira could tell he was in pain, though trying his best to conceal it. Stopping his hands, she gently turned them over, examining the many wounds that covered his palms and wrists. She then pealed aside a small, shredded piece of fabric from his shirt, assessing his other injuries.

"I think I'll start with your hands, since they have already become infected." Her eyes met his briefly, before she scooped up a cloth and began applying a strong cleansing solution.

She worked fast and efficiently. Within minutes, his wounds were treated with the appropriate antidote, and dressed in fast-healing bandages. At the very least, Severus was impressed. Her skills far proceeded her age, which he thought to be about twenty-three, possibly twenty-four. The girl was quite talented, he realized... perhaps she would make a fair mediwitch after all.

Claira's eyes suddenly shifted to his, her lips forming a soft, timid smile. It was difficult to fight off a grin, as Severus watched her hands nervously reached for the buttons on his shirt, intending to undue them.

"I need to remove this, Professor," Claira informed him bashfully, her fingers slowly working the clasps free.

She could feel his eyes upon her.... heavy, penetrating. Curious, Claira lifted her gaze, her breath catching instantly at the sight of his dark, intense stare. Merlin! She had never seen such black, dominant eyes as his before. Quickly averting her attention, she forced her eyes to drop back down and concentrate on the task at hand.

"Don't worry, I've done this before," Claira assured him in a hushed voice.

"Cured a Graphorn wound... or unbuttoned a man's shirt?" He took great pleasure in watching her cheeks turn a bright, scarlet red. The hint of flirtation in his voice did not go unnoticed, by either.

"Well, for your information, I've done both. I've had to remove several patients' clothing, thank you." She wasn't about to let him intimidate her.

"Fascinating, Miss Bell. May I ask then, why you blu blushing?"

Claira could feel her ears burn in embarrassment... the man was ruthless!

"I would prefer it if you called me Claira. And if you think I'm blushing now, just wait until I have to unfasten your pants." She witnessed a slight smirk form at the corner of his mouth and ed, ed, relieved that he didn't retort.

Unclasping the final button, Claira gently pushed the parted fabric over his shoulders, and down the fullgth gth of his arms. His skin was pale, trickled with ebony hair. Secretly, she admired the masculine contours of his chest and forearms. She couldn't deny her physical attraction towards him. She had felt it the moment she saw him standing in the doorway. Everything about him, from his eyes to his robes, was dark and mysterious. The man was quite handsome, in her opinion. However, his attitude could use a little tweaking.

Pushing her thoughts aside-once more, she dabbed a fresh cloth in her cleansing bowl, and began wiping away his dried blood.

Severus remained silent as Claira brushed her hands across his torso, finding it particularly difficult to keep his eyes from closing. It had been quite some time since he last had any physical contact with anyone, and it felt... good, actually. He knew the girl was trying her best to prevent him from enduring any pain, but he really didn't mind it. Madam Pomfrey would never have taken such care. Her philosophy was to cause as much torture to her patients as possible, in order to prevent any reoccurrences. Only an extremely serious matter would draw her away from Hogwarts, which is why he almost felt guilty for enjoying her absence. Almost.

Abruptly, his thoughts ended, as Claira's hands suddenly moved to the front of his trousers.

"I'm afraid I've put it off long enough," she whispered, her face flushing crimson as she fumbled with the clasp. Slowly, she guided the zipper down; careful not to brush against anything she wasn't supposed to. By doing so, she made the situation much more awkward then it had to be.

Severus watched her in amusement.
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