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Secretly Slytherin	By : Veresna Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 12269 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six: We Now Continue With Our Previously Scheduled Story
"What kind of help?" asked Snape, his voice mutinously suspicious.
"Magical instruction, basically," she replied. She was somber and thoughtful for a moment as she paused to button her robe again and pushed a few stray strands of hair back behind her ears. Then she smiled mischievously up at him and continued: "And, of course, basic help in planning how we’re going to do this."
Snape crossed his arms, and his look of derision intensified. "Oh, don’t tell me we’re actually going to plan something ‘together’ for a change?"
She laughed. "I know. It will be quite a change of pace, won’t it? But, after all," she continued, frowning slightly for a moment as she looked down at her usual chair that stood in front of his desk, "working on our own, we’ve managed some pretty amazing scenarios. Just imagine what we can accomplish if we were actually working together towards the same goal."
He snorted. "Do you think we really trust each other enough to do that?" He leaned back against the wall and regarded her mockingly.
"Oh, come now, Professor, can’t we just call ourselves even? You used me for your own purposes-not that I didn’t enjoy it-" She looked down again at the chair with a trace of annoyance. "And now I’ve used you. Not that you didn’t enjoy it," she added, with a smirk.
"I didn’t enjoy it," he objected.
"Oh, I admit you’re quite upset about the Veritaserum and my managing to sneak into here." She seated herself in the chair. "But, the actual sex part, I’m sure you enjoyed. Very much," she added, tipping her head back and smiling. "After all, I seem to recall that in my very first dream you had me tied up for a while. And, I rather think that you wouldn’t mind playing some bondage games with me every now and then. I certainly would like to."
Snape looked down at the ground, but not before Helena had seen the glint of interest and arousal that her remark had sparked in those sharp black eyes.
"But, you can’t expect to be the dominant one all the time," she chided.
"Turn about is fair play?" he scoffed, raising his eyes back to her face.
"Something like that," she replied. "Haven’t you ever considered getting some more comfortable furniture in here?" she inquired, shifting uneasily in her chair.
Snape threw her a particularly withering glance. "It is not my intention to make the visitors to my office feel relaxed."
She sighed and shook her head. "And, I suppose, you aren’t quite ready yet to show me your living quarters, are you?"
That earned her a particularly suspicious look.
She laughed again. "Yes, I figured there has to be some way to get to them from here, but I didn’t have any luck finding it. Not that I didn’t try."
Snape did not look convinced.
"Oh, come now, if I had been able to get into your rooms, I would have been waiting for you in your bed," she protested.
The left side of his mouth curled up slightly at the thought of that. "Yes, I would have to believe that you would have," he admitted. He uncrossed his arms and walked slowly back to his desk. "Speaking of beds-" He paused for a moment while he seated himself. "Shouldn’t you be in yours?"
She looked at him, rather surprised.
"I mean," he clarified, "Won’t your roommates be wondering where you are?"
"Oh, no," she assured him. "Most of the time, I’m the last one to go to bed. I’ll be up studying, practicing spells in the Common Room or sneaking out to visit the owlrey."
"Yes," Snape nodded his head. "I seem to recall that Hagrid remarked at the staff meeting that you were inordinately fond of the smelly, flea-bitten little beasts."
For a moment, her eyes flashed angrily. But, she caught herself and turned her frown into a grin. Whether or not he actually disliked owls, she was sure that the remark had been made for the simple purpose of goading her into an irate response. And she wasn’t about to give him that satisfaction.
For his part, Snape was looking at her with renewed interest. That room was also one of his favorite places to search when he was on the prowl to find errant students. He wondered why he had never caught her there.
Helena had refused to rise to the bait and decided to turn the conversation to another direction. "Why was Hagrid talking about me?" she inquired.
"It was his contribution to the discussion of your strengths and weaknesses that accompanied the debate as to whether or not the staff as a whole would sign of letter of commendation," he replied.
"Oh?" Helena betrayed only a mild interest and a hint of question in that syllable.
Snape clasped his hands in front of him on the desk and smiled at her coldly, refusing to elaborate.
After a few moments, she sighed and smiled again. "Well, you’re obviously not going to tell me what happened unless I ask. And I’m not going to ask." She shrugged. "I’m sure Madam Pomfrey or Professor Flitwick will be in touch with me first thing tomorrow morning if they did end up persuading everyone to go along with their proposal," she reasoned. She grimaced and shifted again uneasily in her chair.
Snape sensed that the current discomfort was due to more than the hard, uncushioned surface of the seat.
"Perhaps you had better go wash up," he advised, rising from his chair. "I wouldn’t want you ‘leaking’ unto that chair now," he added.
Snape walked over to the far wall and touched the paneling in the appropriate place, causing the hidden doorway of the bathroom to throw itself open.
"My, my. You are so particular about all your belongings, aren’t you?" she teased as she rose from her chair and approached him.
Just as she was about to go through the doorway, he moved his left arm in front of her and grasped the opposite side of the frame of the door, blocking her way.
"And you will also find that I am very possessive about all of the things that belong to me," he replied quietly.
There was a hint of warning in his tone that sent a slight shiver through her. She looked up at him for a moment, but found his dark eyes unreadable.
There was a brief flicker of concern in her own eyes before she drew a breath, smiled and replied.
"I suppose that means you want me to keep my ‘vessel’ very clean?" she teased.
He grinned. "Of course."
He bent down and whispered in her ear.
"And were you also aroused during class today?"
She laughed softly. "Yes," she replied.
To her surprise, he brought his hand over to caress her face and then urged it towards his so that he could give her a kiss. To her even further surprise, he did not pull back when she responded to it. After a moment, she brought her own arms up to embrace him as the kiss deepened and intensified, and she felt his hands move gently up and down her lower back.
Just as she expected him to pull her back into the office, he abruptly broke off the kiss and smiled.
"We’ll be here all night at this rate," he said, bringing his hand up to gently stroke her cheek again.
"Would that be so bad?" she teased, reluctantly removing her arms from around him.
He shrugged and placed his hands upon her shoulders, pushing her gently through the open doorway into the bathroom.
"Hurry up. When you’re through, I will be very interested in learning about your plan," he assured her.
She smiled and allowed herself to be shoved completely within the room.
That was an action she instantly regretted. For, as she turned to watch the wall close up behind her, she immediately realized that this time there was no longer a brass doorknob on her side.
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