Once in a Blue Moon | By : madilayn Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1698 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Halloween - Hogwarts - evening
Pilar sat at her dressing table, carefully applying eyeshadow and mascara to her eyes. She looked at the finished effect, and smiled. It had been a long time since she had taken this much care with her appearance.
The last 2 months had been very interesting. Her early morning cups of tea had kept appearing, and lately had been accompanied by a single pale purple rose. She looked over at the one on her dressing table and smiled. She remembered the first time she got one.
‘It’s called a Blue Moon,’ he said handing it to her. ‘Because it was thought that such a rose could be found only once in a blue moon.’
‘How beautiful,’ she breathed, touching the petals lightly, ‘wherever did you get it?’
He smiled as he put an arm around her ‘My secret,’ he said, kissing her lightly .
Pilar pulled herself back to the present. She still had the first rose, carefully pressed in an old textbook - just as she had taken to pressing these.
Giving herself a little shake, she checked her hair - the curls tumbling down one bare shoulder, and she stood up and stepped into her dress, then stopped.
Stupid dress. Stupid back lacing. Stupid, stupid, stupid. She held it up and flung a cloak around herself as she went out of her rooms. Dumb, dumb, dumb! She headed towards the staff room - hopefully there would be somebody there who could help.
Pilar walked into the staff room - which was (unsurprisingly) empty. ‘Damn!’ she exploded, and spun round - colliding with Snape who had entered.
‘Looking for somebody?’ he asked.
‘You’ll do,’ she said, turning and dropping her cloak. ‘Do me a favour and lace this stupid thing up.’
‘What, no adoring satellites to do it for you?’ he asked.
‘Funny, Severus. Lace. Now.’
As he laced up the dress, Severus Snape looked at the woman in front of him. Despite popular consensus, he had a strong appreciation of beauty, and that was stirred by the sight of the woman in the sapphire silk gown. It fitted her tightly to the hips, the skirts swirling in a heavy swathe to the floor - the long sleeves fitting her arms tightly and covering part of her hands.
He finished the lacing - and she stepped away. ‘Thanks,’ she said, giving a shake and a jump.
At that, the door opened and other teachers filed in - all dressed in their best. Dumbledore beamed around at them all. ‘You all look fine - a good idea of mine, this Halloween Ball.’
Most of the staff grimaced. Tonight they would have to be extra vigilant around the rose bushes.
‘Ahh Severus,’ said Dumbledore; ‘I see you have stolen a march on us to escort Professor de Lisle this evening.’
Both Professors named looked startled. Pilar opened her mouth to speak, when she heard Snape hiss in her ear, ‘Don’t even try to explain. Think about it.’ Pilar caught herself and realised that, Oh no ‘ he was just lacing my gown’ was probably not the best excuse in the world.
‘Yes Headmaster’ said Snape silkily. ‘I had to get in early before Black and Lupin.’
‘That’s an unusual rose in your hair,’ said Professor Sprout. ‘A Blue Moon, isn’t it? Professor Lupin ‘ roses are a hobby of yours - am I correct?’
Remus looked up. ‘Yes, that’s a Blue Moon Rose,’ he said, ‘but I don’t know of anywhere round here where they grow.’
Snape looked at her closely. ‘Very nice,’ he said and offered his arm.
Pilar took it, and they joined the rest of the staff proceeding to the hall.
Needless to say, the entrance of Snape with Pilar on his arm caused a near uproar. Everybody agreed that he had managed to get out of ‘escort duty’ in the past and were more than a little amused that Professor de Lisle had changed that.
Harry and Ron were laughing. ‘Well,’ said Harry, ‘You can’t say that she isn’t good at Defence against the Dark Arts!’
It was probably unfortunate that this particular couple were passing and heard it. Harry got the full force of two glares.
Ron looked gloomy. ‘Now you’ve done it - double detention for sure! And if Snape isn’t bad enough - imagine what de Lisle will make you do!’
‘She’s not too bad,’ said Hermione, ‘If you don’t constantly muck around in her classes. Besides, you have to admit, we’ve learned a lot in everything she’s taught us.’
‘She’s a great teacher,’ put in Ginny, sitting next to them, ‘But you have to admit she more than a bit moody! Sometimes I think she’s worse than Snape with the sarcasm.’
‘Well, she seems pleasant enough tonight’ said Harry. ‘I thought I heard a giggle as they went by.’
The evening passed in a dream for Pilar. She’d danced with him several times ‘ each aware of the past, each trying hard not to let anything show.
Each hoping the dance would last forever.
It had put her in such a good mood, that she was positively jovial as she and Sirius took their turn at patrolling the roses.
‘Why the roses,’ said Sirius, ‘I mean, the thorns are murder.’ He hauled another couple out and yelped as a thorn grabbed at the back of his hand.
Pilar looked at him. ‘If anybody can answer that question you can. I would have thought that you knew the rose bushes better than any of us,’ she said, as they went back inside.
She left him and went to talk to some of the Ravenclaw students. Thankfully, her error of the first night had been smoothed out, and she had rapidly become a favourite with them.
She was soon busy answering the never-ending questions about the Salem Institute and the wizarding world in America.
Privately, she agreed with the students that the muggle and wizarding worlds had to integrate more, if the wizards were to survive. Those students who were muggle born seemed to have a much better grasp on things, and those of their ‘pureblood’ brothers and sisters envied them their experiences.
Pilar missed her computer. She missed her car. On reflection, however, she did not miss many other aspects of America. She looked around and came to a decision.
This was home. Hogwarts and England. And she never wanted to leave.
As she looked around the room, she met his gaze. He lifted his goblet to her in salute before drinking. And her heart filled with hope.
Unfortunately, the small interlude had not gone unnoticed. At the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy’s eyes lit up maliciously as he caught the two gazes.
‘Well, well,’ he thought, ‘My father is going to be very interested in this. Who would have thought we would get such a tool delivered to us.’
Halloween - Hogwarts - midnight
He entered his chamber, and looked at the box sitting on the desk. The parchment note attached bore the legend ‘Happy Halloween.’ He opened it and took out the soft toy inside.
He laughed softly. Just like her, he thought. And wondered how she had liked his gift.
Pilar approached the box warily. She knew his sense of humour and wondered what she would find.
She opened the box, and found another. Her smile became feral as she realised the game. So, how many would it be? She wondered.
Fifteen minutes later, she had reached the bottom box. Small, no bigger than the palm of her hand, she opened it. And smiled in pleasure as she saw the silver filigree earrings.
Her eyes alight, she moved to the mirror, and slipped out the small studs she wore, replacing them with the filigree drops.
‘Totally impractical,’ she thought. But didn’t take them out.
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