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Zingaro	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3610 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I own nothing from the Harry Potter universe. It all belongs to JK Rowling.

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Chapter 29

For the next hour, Severus could not stop smiling. Every so often he would place his fingers on his cheek where her lips had touched. �Stupid old fool.� He admonished himself. Only to smile again.
After feeling hunger pangs for the last half hour, he landed in a country lane and drove until he found a small inn that served food. Fortunately he always kept a small amount of muggle money on him and enjoyed a ploughman�s and a pint of beer.
He ignored the looks of curiosity from the patrons as he parked the hearse in the car park, many of the older males doffing their caps as he pulled in, and the open stares when he entered the inn and settled himself at a table.

Severus had no idea how much he looked the part of undertaker. With his tall, lean frame, pale complexion and long hair, add to that his black clothing and sour demeanour, everyone avoided him like the plague for fear they would incur bad luck upon themselves.

The younger patrons however found him quite amusing and Severus eventually noticed a small group of older teenagers watching him surreptitiously and giggling.

One good glare soon took care of that.
Paula felt as though she had just woken from a long sleep. The freedom of being on the road again with Riley and her wagon was one she could never put into words. It just felt so right, like this was how her life was meant to be. She thought about Severus, about what would happen if he approached kak and asked to court her. It would be a wonderful thing if she were to be his pireni (sweetheart. f).

But what would happen after rompien? (marriage) Paula knew she could never settle down in one place, live in a brick house, or even in the castle. She wondered if Severus would be content to live the life of a Romany.
Putting it to the back of her mind, she chatted to Riley as they plodded along the road.
Severus was extremely proud of himself when he made a perfect landing on the road to Hogsmead. He drove through the village at a steady twenty, ensuring he would be seen to be the driver of this most unusual vehicle. Even the radio was at high volume, just in case someone failed to notice that he, Severus Snape, was able to drive a car.
�I dare say it is not an easy achievement for most wizards, but there again I am not most wizards. I have a natural talent for driving Albus.�
Albus sat at his desk, his head rested on one hand and several very sour lemon drops in his mouth. He was hoping the tartness of the sweets would prevent him from falling asleep as he listened to Severus� droning two hour monologue of his personal solo driving experience.
The second Severus paused for breath, Albus saw his opportunity and jumped in.

�Tell me, what was you opinion of Riley?�
Severus scowled, he was just coming to the part about how much more interesting clouds were when you could actually drive through them without the discomfort of the constant chill that comes from flying so high on a broom.

�A most peculiar creature. Impressive though. I have never heard of a unicorn/thestral pair off before.�
�No, neither have I, still, there is a first time for everything I suppose. Was he friendly towards you?�

�For the most part, once he realised I would not be messed with.� Severus replied, unwilling to admit he�d felt intimidated by the animal.
�Ah, so you put him in his place then, an amazing feat in itself, knowing Riley. Have you seen him fly yet? It really is something to behold.�
�No. He did spread his wings, but I believe he was reluctant to leave Paula�s side after such a long separation. She did say things were a bit uncomfortable at the camp and she wanted to put some distance between herself and them.�
When Severus awoke on Christmas morning he was surprised to find a present waiting for him in his living room. It was slightly shorter than his wand, long and narrow and wrapped in brightly coloured fabric. On close inspection he discovered the material was actually embroidered with tiny silver potion phials.

Pulling on the delicate lace used to tie it, he removed the fabric to find a leather covered box. When he opened the lid he saw a flash of silver beneath an untidily written note.

happy day severus. you like mi tshuri.

I give you 1 for you own.

Paula.

Severus read the untidy scrawl several times before putting it to one side and peeling back the fine silk that barely covered the silver knife. It was very similar to Paula�s, except that the hilt was inlaid with black ebony wood and the initials �SS� were carved into it.

He took it out of the box reverently, fascinated with the way it glinted in the morning sun that shone through his window. He went back to the bedroom and retrieved a silken hanky from one of his drawers, tossed it into the air and held out the knife.

The piece of silk fluttered down over the blade and fell to the floor in two pieces. �Dear Gods that is sharp. Beautiful too. Thank you Paula wherever you are.� He said quietly.
�Ouch!� Professor Flitwick squeaked when he reluctantly tried to stab Severus� finger. �That hurt.�
Unfortunately Severus forgot all about the healing property of the tshuri as he sailed off to find his next victim.
�Severus.� The Headmaster shouted across the main entrance.
�Headmaster? I was about to go and offer some seasonal cheer to our grounds man before lunh.� Severus tried to school his face into an expression of innocent curiosity. It did not work.

�Really, meanwhile our resident medi-witch is not having much opportunity to experience much of that. Seeing as how the majority of my staff, and several students are in the hospital wing bleeding all over her nice clean floor.� Albus held a bloodied rag wrapped tightly around his thumb. �You are behaving like a child with a new toy Severus and it is causing distress for the rest of us.� Albus wore a scowl that would melt rock.

�Ah yes, I forgot about that particular aspect of the tshuri. Perhaps I should go to the hospital wing and offer my assistance before I visit Hagrid.�
�Yes, perhaps you should. Would you mind.� He said, holding out his bleeding thumb. Mr Filch will not appreciate the trails of blood everyone seems to be leaving in their wake. And do not ask Hagrid to use that knife, he bleeds something terrible with the smallest of cuts.�
Severus sheepishly drew his wand and healed the Headmasters thumb.
Madam Pomfrey scolded him incessantly as he healed cut after cut, once everyone was patched up and sent on their way, she demanded he clean up all the blood that now congealed on the infirmary floor.
By the time he�d scourgified it all away, he no longer felt the urge to try his new knife out on Hagrid.
�Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.� He smiled as he made his way back to his rooms. One look at the angry faces in the Great Hall persuaded him to dine in his rooms that evening. He was quite happy opening the rest of his presents. They�d been forgotten in his haste to try out his gift from Paula.

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