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Dianthus Stories	By : icewomin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Anything you
recognize belongs to someone else, namely, JK Rowling. Specifically, elements of
the HP universe, characters from same.
Sadly, I have no hope of publishing this story outside the fan fiction base, although I hope you enjoy the plot and the original
characters I�ve created. Feel free to
give me critical feedback, including flames and harsh criticism. When it was my turn, I went to the
pub. I�ve been � ah � eating out a lot,
since I left Hogwarts. I mean,� she went
on, hastily, �I�ve been trying, Martine picked out a cookbook and everything �
but I�m still pretty shitty. I don�t
really know how to shop, either. So I�ve
been � well, buying stuff when I need it.�

�I see,� he said
slowly. �Well, then, it�s fortunate for
you that I am an excellent cook, otherwise I imagine we would starve when we
are finally married.�

She sighed. �Oh, good. I was worried you�d want me to learn.�

�I would prefer
that you learn, of course,� he said, seriously.
�Not to cook for me, obviously, since I can manage fine. But cooking is a skill that every potions
master should have, as the two fields are so similar. It will serve your potions effort well, to
experiment and increase your ability in the kitchen.� She grimaced.
She�d never thought of it like that.

�I�ll be back in a
bit, and then we�ll cook breakfast together.
It seems you still have much to learn in a number of areas,� he said,
bending over to kiss her. Dianthus
wrapped her arms around his neck and tried to pull him into the bed with
her. �Dianthus,� he chuckled, tugging
her arms away, �I�ll be back soon.�
Still, he seemed unable to resist dragging his fingers through her pubic
hair. �I think you�d better get dressed
after all,� he said heavily, jerking his fingers away.

She threw herself
dramatically backward on the bed. �Don�t
buy the store,� she groused.

�I wouldn�t have
to leave at all if you had any food here,� he shot back.

�If you�d told me,
I�d have bought some fucking food!� she yelled at his retreating .something here.�

�I told you we
should have brought something,� called Erin from the
living room.

Melanie looked at
Dianthus wide-eyed. �Martine,� she said,
�maybe we should go.�

�Don�t be an ass,� laughed Martine.spanspan>She rolled her eyes. �Melanie thought we should have sent an owl
before we came. But there just wasn�t
time if we want to have lunch. We
thought we�d have to drag you out of bed.�

�I told you I
thought Dianthus might be busy,� said Melanie.
Her face was slightly pink.

�Doing what?�
Martine snorted.

�Oh, fuck it,�
mumbled Dianthus. She unbuttoned her
robe and threw it on the bed. �Let me
get a bra on.� She ran her fingers
through her hair in frustration.

�Di,� Melanie
shrieked. �What�d you do to your
wrist?� She and Martine ran to Dianthus�
side and both of them grabbed her arm.

�Nothing,� said
Dianthus, hastily jerking her hand away.
�I burned it.� She laughed
nervously. �I burned it on the stove �
thanks for picking out that cookbook, by the way. It�s been loads of fun.� Martine laughed, but Melanie only widened her
eyes further � Dianthus shot her a warning look.

�Nice knickers,�
grinned Martine. �See you got a taste
for them. You�ll have them drooling at Bremmel, once term starts.�

Dianthus ed
ed
quickly toward the dresser and rummaged in her underwear drawer for a bra to
match the knickers, put it on, and shrugged into her robe. �Okay, let�s go,� she said shortly. She was desperate to get out of the flat
before Snape showed up with a bag of groceries.
She led Melanie and Martine back to the living room.

�What, you�re
dressed already? But I just made tea,�
complained Erin.

�Forget the tea,
I�m starving.� Her stomach grumbled,
testifying to the truth.

�Well, hell, let�s
get going then,� Erin yelled. �Who wants fish and chip, then? Or should we go a little uptown?�

�Let�s decide on
the way,� Dianthus said urgently, chivvying them toward the open front door �
but it was too late. Snape came into
view in the doorframe, carrying a battered briefcase. Dianthus had a strong feeling that he�d just
transfigured it from something else entirely.

The roommates
stopped short, goggling at Snape, who looked absolutely infuriated.

�Miss Brandywine,�
he said coldly. A shiver ran down Dianthus�
spine.

�P-professor,� she
stammered weakly.

They stood there
awkwardly for two seconds, and then Melanie broke the silence. �Professor Snape, it�s lovely to meet
you. I�m Melanie Deerhorn,
and this is Erin Carousel. We�re friends
of Dianthus�. You already know Martine.�

Snape glared at
each of them, then returned his eyes to Dianthus. �I bring the greetings of Albus
Dumbledore, Miss Brandywine,� he said, his voice soft and dangerous.

�Oh,� was all
Dianthus could think to say.

�Uh, we should
probably go, then, and leave you to it,� mumbled Martine. She looked none too eager to spend time with
Snape in his current mood.

But Erin
had a better idea, it seemed. �Wait, I
know,� she said brightly, stepping on Dianthus� foot. �We were just going to get a bite,
Professor. Do you have time to join
us? Then maybe you and Dianthus can, um,
come back here and uh, talk,� she finished, breathlessly. She obviously thought she was doing Dianthus
a huge favor.

�Oh, I don�t
know,� said Dianthus quickly. �I�m sure
the Professor has other appointments.
Maybe you should just go on without me, guys. I can meet up with you later.� Like hell, if she could only get rid of them�

�No, no,� said
Martine, picking up on Erin�s hint. �Really, we�d love for you to join us. You have to eat, right?� As if on cue, Snape�s stomach growled loudly.

Snape stared at
Dianthus for another long minute. She
kept her gaze trained on his left ear.
�Might I impose upon you for a glass of water, Miss Brandywine?� he
finally said.

�Oh, yeah, sure �
you guys wait here, okay?� The roommates
nodded eagerly, and Snape followed Dianthus into the flat and around the corner
to the kitchen.

�Oh, god, I�m so
sorry,� she whispered loudly over the water running in the sink. Snape shoved the briefcase into the
refrigerator � it reverted to a bulging paper grocery bag. �They just showed up and I couldn�t get rid
of them!�

�We shouldn�t be
seen socializing,� Snape muttered.
�Can�t you make them leave?�

�They think
they�re doing me a favor. They think
I�ve got a crush on you.�

�What?� he hissed.

�They�ll get
suspicious if I don�t act happy they�re helping out,� she groaned.

�If I go to lunch,
will they go away after that?�

�Keep dropping
hints you need to tell me something from Dumbledore � and it wouldn�t hurt if
you keep acting like an asshole.�

�This plays havoc
with my plan,� he grumbled.

�You have a plan?�
she said eagerly.

�Stop that,� he
warned. �Stop it now. Let�s go.
I want to be back here in two hours.�

�Hold a sec,� she
said, on impulse. �I want to show you
something.� She waved her wand quickly
down the front of her robe. �Something
to look forward to,� she whispered, flashing him a quick view of her under
clothes, then closing the robe with a malicious grin.

�You�ll pay for
that,� he promised grimly, leading the way back to the roommates.
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