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Bridging Time	By : thror Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2296 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When Snape Meets Reed

Part 5
The monthly staff meeting in Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry could only be described as something akin to the Madhatter's Tea Party. Albus Dumbledore (who had the dubious honor of being the personification of the Madhatter himself) presided over the squabbling, fighting, benignly smiling or silently seething teachers with cool aplomb and the ever present twinkle in his eyes. Today's meeting served not only to update the professors of the happenings within the school but also to give them the opportunity to meet the new Divination professor.
The majority of the professors welcomed Professor Reed well-enough; either commenting on his unusual choice of robes or the improvements he made in the Divination classroom. All was well and cheerful until that is, Professor Dumbledore moved on to introduce the placidly smiling professor to one Severus Snape, Potions Master. The cozy warmth in the staff room remarkably dropped to nearly zero degrees.
Severus Snape regarded the new Divination professor with a dispassionate gaze that belied the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat (and the tightening of his groin) at the sight of the attractive man before him. In all of his forty or so years (he stopped counting when he reached the four-o) he had never seen a more attractive visage. His gaze lingered on the aristocratic face and moved down to appraise the trim figure of the man in front of him. Knowing how aloof and unapproachable he was, Snape was quite positive that his sexual preference was unknown to the majority of the residents of Hogwarts including the teachers.
//Except perhaps Dumbledore, that all-knowing-busybody of a Headmaster//
The students' think of him as an asexual, greasy, git who couldn't get a date even if his life depended on it and his colleagues had long ago given up their efforts in finding him the "perfect woman" after he hexed them for an entire week.
Looking at Clow Reed's beautiful // yes, beautiful—the man is more than handsome// face reminded Snape that the last serious relationship he had was more than eight years ago. After Harry Potter came to Hogwarts, Snape had been too busy either saving the ungrateful brat's ass or spying on Voldemort and his Deatheaters to think about sex. He almost made himself believe that he had lost interest in the said activity until now that is. The aching on the lower half of his anatomy now reminded him that it was not yet extinct but was merely dormant.
Professor Reed's attractiveness had drawn Snape's attention but what made him sit up and really notice was the raw power that tan ian in front of him exuded in great waves.. He wondered how the other teachers missed the powerful aura of Professor Reed ---perhaps they were too taken with the gentle smile and the polite veneer ---but Severus Snape did not survive more than twenty years of spying behind enemy lines without learning something. More often than not, it was the innocuous looking individual who turned out to be the most dangerous of all (a good example was the rat-faced Peter Pettigrew).
Snape looked at the Headmaster who was calmly munching on a lemon drop. The perpetually twinkling eyes met his dark gaze and gave him the reassurance he was silently seeking. Dumbledore obviously knew everything but was unperturbed by it.
Snape sighed and decided to just trust the canny wizard once more. Questioning Albus Dumbledore when he was involved in one of his more mysterious schemes would get him nowhere. He cleared his throat and took a step nearer his new adversary—obsession?
//Obsession? What the hell am I thinking? Must be losing my mind! //
The excited chatter around him came to an abrupt stop when he began another one of his famous or rather infamous snarky comments.
"So, Professor Reed, I gather from the regrettably active gossip mill in this school that you're a marked improvement compared to that twit Trelawney." Snape coldly commented.
Clow Reed regarded the black-clad Potions master calmly.
"I am indeed happy that the students are so interested in my class that they spend time talking about it."
Severus Snape was taken aback by the calm reply. He wasn't used to people talking to him and at the same time, retaining their gentle smile. More often than not, they walked away from Snape looking as if they had eaten a basketful of lemons. The other professors looked at them with interest; silently making bets on how long before Clow Reed was tempted to hex the infuriating man.
"A word of caution Professor Reed, these 'students' will ride roughshod over you if they think they can get away with it. Kindness has its place but not in the classroom."
"I am grateful for your concern but I will see fit what kind of treatment my students deserve. Sometimes one can't have too much kindness." Professor Reed answered with a gentle smile aimed at the scowling professor's face.
The last bit of Professor Reed's remark hit too close for comfort and the gentle smile did hellish things to Snape's libido. Not knowing how to hide his sudden vulnerability, his only recourse was to retreat while he still had some dignity left.
"Headmaster, much as I enjoy our monthly meetings—I believe that if you're finished with this quaintly cozy setting, I still have a lot of papers to grade and detentions to administer to." Snape drawled out while throwing a surreptitious glance on the new professor's way.
"Of course, of course Severus—but before you go to your lab why don't you first escort Professor Reed to his new chambers? It's in the same wing as yours. He requested for a quiet place so that he could do his work without any interruptions." Albus Dumbledore smiled benignly ignoring the thunderous scowl making its way across the Potion master's face.
"Headmaster, perhaps I must have misunderstood—but did you say —same wing' as mine?" Snape asked between clenched teeth.
"Yes, yes dear boy—can't think of any place more peaceful than the dungeons."
Snape opened his mouth to protest but was interrupted with the loud banging on the door and a voice that distinctly sounded like Potter calling for the Headmaster. Dumbledore made an imperceptible movement and the door swung open. A surprised Harry Potter came tumbling in, face first.
Rolling his eyes Snape stepped towards the panting boy and also noticed that Professor Reed mirrored his action but before they reached the prone figure, Harry managed to pull himself up and gasped,
"Great—hall—need help—two guys—unconscious—Malfoy.—" Harry managed to say between gasps and pants.
Severus Snape saw Dumbledore exchanged a meaningful glance with the Divination professor before the two rushed out of the room followed by the still winded Harry Potter.
//Just what in Merlin's beard is going on? //
Severus Snape hurriedly followed after the trio---leaving the other professors gaping at this new and unexpected development.
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To be continued—
Author's Note: This chapter was written in protest to the move of several groups of people to ban HP slash fiction—there is no justification in bigotry!
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