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Catherine - Thank you, I'm glad that you like the story and their game of "cat and mouse" :)
A/N: I''m back to inner musings in this chapter, I did tried to trow in a bit of humor (I'm not very good with that one tho) ;)
I Want To Know What Love Is
Ten days after he reached his decision… Three days after that kiss on the Ministry Ball… Eight different newspapers and more than dozen photographs in them (how did they manage to take pictures from all those angles, with what and how he didn’t notice it was beyond him. And yes, he cut them all out, for safekeeping, even if he cursed out loud.) …Countless hours of thinking and rethinking of that night, self-doubt (“Did she really moan?”). The last, rather tasteless articles in once prestigious daily paper lead him to be where he was now, in front of the Gargoyle.
- Cat whiskers. – growled
- You are sight for sore eyes, long time no see. – rumbled Gargoyle good-naturally
- Open the bloody door. – hissed
- Testy. –
- You may choose to open the door or to be reduced to the pile of rubble, take your choice. Cat whiskers. –
- All right, all right… - Gargoyle rolled, presenting the spiral staircase and he quickly entered it, not pausing to knock on the door, barging into the Headmistress' office. She jumped a little, startled by his sudden appearance.
- Severus! What brings you here? –
- Minerva, we need to talk. –
- A…All right, give me just a few minutes to finish something. – she rose from the table heading to the door – Talk to Albus, he keeps complaining how you never visit him anymore. –
With those words she left him, he paced in front of the fireplace, contemplating on the best way to approach Minerva with the idea he had.
- Severus, my boy! It is nice to see you. –
- Albus. –
- How are things going my boy? –
- Fine, everything is …fine. – word “fine” sounded strange on his tongue like it didn’t belong there. He wasn’t sure if the word didn’t belong to him or to his situation. By his opinion, nothing, not one single thing was “fine” it was quite the opposite, but letting Albus on it was far to …inconvenient. Dead or alive, Albus had a knack for meddling into people's life’s, his in particular. This…this mess…he was in…he wanted Albus and his meddling ways as far as possible. A short pang of dull pain hit him beneath rib-cage, for most of his life, Albus was the only person he could confide or seek advice. When he killed Albus (no, he won’t allow himself to forget that “small” detail, mercy kill or not), only then he realized how truly alone he was.
- Are you sure, Severus? You are lost in thoughts. –
- Thinking, Albus is something we, who still have the ability to draw air into the lungs, do. –
- Ah! –
- What’s that supposed to mean? –
- Nothing. Ah is sometimes just ah. –
- Not in your case, never in your case. –
- You are upset. –
- Bloody right I’m upset. Trust those dunderheads to cause you trouble even after you no longer teach them. I shouldn’t chop off his ear; I should have chopped off his head instead. –
- They pulled a little prank, nothing to be so upset about. -
- Nothing to be upset about? –
- It couldn’t be that dreadful kissing the girl! -
- I was her teacher Albus. I was her Potions Master and she still seeks my advice. Not to mention that I’m twice her age. –
- Almost twice her age, but not quite. –
- Albus, - he picked up the newspapers neatly folded on the desk and waved them towards portrait – I look like a cradle robber on this photo! I still have a reputation as a teacher to uphold. –
- I wager that your reputation is safe. And Miss Granger hardly can be placed in a cradle, especially in that dress. Let me ask you, Severus, what is more, upsetting to you, the fact that they pulled the prank on you or that you, perhaps … liked that kiss? –
- Albus! – he growled threateningly
- For a long time now, I am convinced that you and Miss Granger are befitting match, despite the age difference. -
- Honestly Albus! – he slammed the papers back on the table. Minerva choose that moment to return
- You said you want to talk to him Albus, not to upset him. –
- He was already upset Minnie. –
- All right, stop aggravating him now. Let me talk to Severus alone, and don’t call me Minnie!. – Albus just smiled and walked outside the frame
- Old meddler. – Severus growled
- He means well Severus. –
- May I remind you that I felt his well-wishing on my skin more than once? –
- No need. Now sit down and tell me what’s bothering you, we will solve the problem together. -
- The problem, Minerva, sitting on your desk. – he grabbed the paper and hurled it into the burning heart
- That’s enough Severus! –
- If you liked that piece of fiction so much I’ll give you my copy. – he snarled at her
- I couldn't care less about the paper, but before you grab and burn something of an importance, calm down. What do you need? –
He blinked at her “I need her! I need to be dead. I need you to rip my heart and my soul out of me!” he blinked again.
- I know I promised you that I will stay at school over the holidays, but… if there is any possibility for me…-
- As I recall I told you that you are under no obligation to be here during the holiday break. –
- Yes, yes you did. And I’m calling you upon those words now…I… I have to…go. –
- Go where? Has something happened? –
- No, nothing of the sorts. –
- All right, what did you have in mind? If need arises and we should contact, you. –
- I don’t know. – sighed – I’ll let you know when I decide on location. –
- For how long? –
- I will return before term starts. -
- In that case, I have proposition. Now, no complaining, hear me out first. Before you barged in I was wrecking my brain whom to send on the conference in Spain. We just need representative there, no lectures and no negotiations. Professor Reilly supposed to go, but something private came up and he backed down at the last minute. And with holidays, there are no willing candidates. If you feel that you are up to it… -
- … –
- You just need to show up there, maybe sit one or two lectures, but for the rest of the time you are free to do as you please. There is just one thing. – she hiccuped and he wondered what was she trying to hide – The hotel is held by wizards, but it is a muggle establishment. Considering all…our school opted for “muggle means”. –
- What is that? –
- Ah nothing much, you would be traveling muggle way. They do have port key for emergency travel but… Would you be interested? –
- Yes. I can go there, provided that you do not expect of me… -
- No, nothing of the sort. Thank you, Severus, you are doing this school a huge favor. Now, go down and get ready, your plain leaves in ten hours. –
- Plain, you meant plane as airplane? –
- Yes. Did you ever use it? –
- Not since…ever, actually. –
- I hear it is quite the experience. – she smiled – Severus… I would think you’d like to know…I reprimanded George and Miss Jenny for pulling that prank on you two. –
- Minerva, just leave it, unless of course you have something to…reproach. In that case I am obliged to listen, she is, after all, one of your cubs. –
- Nonsense Severus! She is very dear to me, true, but Miss Granger is a grown woman, capable of making her own decisions, and I for one won’t meddle where I do not belong. Do you really see me as some old spinster who frown on what transpired at the Ball, prank or not? – her voice risen in a unpleasant annoyed pitch
- I had no intention to insult you Minerva. -
- Then I suggest that you choose your words carefully. Severus, I consider you my friend. I’ve known you for the big part of yours and my life. And, what I’m going to say I’m saying not as a former teacher, or colleague, or now your employer but as a friend. On those pictures, …I see two young people who are very suited for each other, and who can be so much more, given the chance. Think about it. Go now. -
He wanted to argue but instead just nodded and left to his quarters, wondering if those two conspired to wreck his already shaken resolve. Crouching next to the box on the bottom of his dresser, full of neatly stacked muggle clothes he mulled on Minerva words. Holding a white jumper, almost confused where did the article in that color came from (he was sure he didn’t buy it). Smile graced his face, Minerva; she gifted him that jumper for his birthday that same year, now it seemed like a lifetime ago..
She called him young, but he felt old, at least 200 years old Could he be so selfish, to even try to impose on her? Maybe he did stand a chance, at least a little one. He shook his head. Even so…that was a dangerous path to follow… after all, he’s been through…was he really ready? Could he allow himself to get…there…again? Could he allow himself to … feel? Now when he finally had peace, when he could finally live the rest of his days without a struggle, without problems? He was ready to live alone, in seclusion, to dedicate his life to teaching and research. Now that he finally made peace with…Lily at least, if not with his past mistakes.
He closed his eyes. “Question is can I let myself to…love again, to hope…knowing…?” he sighed. The memory of her lips pressed against his send a series of small electric shocks down his spine. Was he really ready to let himself be used again, even for a small portion of time, just to…experience love, the way it supposed to be? To …experience her? Her body, so perfectly fitting against his was still vivid in his memory, her taste on his lips so inviting.
“Just admit it, you coward. You are…in love. Now, what are you going to do?” with a renewed vigour he continued to pack. For once in his life he would do the smart thing, he would do what he supposed to do – let go and run. Runaway, build up his walls and stay behind them when he returns.
She was just too young, too pure. Sure, she had scars, everybody did after the war. She could never reciprocate, not truly. The best he could hope for was a passing fling, to be entertainment for a brief period of time. If he indulges, could he survive...could he endure yet again to see the woman he loved… walking away… Sighing a deep sigh, he relieved that kiss, over and over again. Every sigh, small moan, feel of her skin under his fingers, the softness of her body, how she pressed next to him. The vision of red danced in front his eyes.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Dressed in a pair of faded black jeans and black jumper with a trench coat, he felt odd. Somebody bumped into him and he hissed in aggravation.
- Can you watch where you are going? –
- I’m so sorry… Master Snape! – Turning around he tried not to choke. The very person he was trying to run away from was standing in front of him. Her hair fizzed in the lovely disarray of untameable curls. Her eyes wide open staring at him surprised and happily shining.
- What are you doing here Miss Granger? –
- Waiting to board a plane. You wear muggle clothes! –
- How astute Miss Granger. –
- They befit you, you look great in muggle clothes! So, why are you here? –
- Same as you, travelling. –
- Oh! That’s great! Where are, you going if you don’t mind me asking? Why do you travel muggle way? –
- I do, that is none of your business Miss Granger. – he clipped, she looked disappointed at his brush off, and his chest constricted “Coward, idiot, spineless wimp!” – I am going to the conference. –
- Oh, me too! Are you holding a lecture there? –
- No, I’m representing Hogwarts on some conference in Spain….-
- Master Snape! We are going to the same one! I am presenting first part of our research project –
- That is your project Miss Granger, I participated in the official capacity awarded to your assistance by the Ministry. -
- Never the less, you helped a lot and credits are in due. - she did everything but squealed, her curs bounced happily – Where are you sitting. –
- I am not quite sure yet; I didn’t have time to look at my ticket. – frowned not sure if he uses correct phrases, pulling out his plane ticket. She plucked it out of his hand and study it briefly with frown
- You have economy class. –
- I fail to see… -
- But I’m presenting the project you assisted on, basically, you are on the same project so we can exchange your ticket for the first class. –
- There is no need for that Miss Granger. –
- But you could sit next to me. – she exclaimed and his insides dropped down. He studied her face, she was like she always was. No traces of discomfort or embarrassment, apparently she was not hunted by that kiss like he was.
- That is not necessary… -
- But… -
- I thank you, Miss Granger, for your kind offer, but there is no need for that. – he cut her off rudely – This is fairly short flight and I do not have the desire to spend a good portion of it getting acquainted with plane’s toilet. – “Stop talking, just turn around and walk away! Now! Before you say something, you will regret.” words poured out of him and for some reason he was unable to stop them – Now if you will excuse me… -
She gawked at him seemingly stunned with his statement. Her mouth fell open, closed, then opened again and closed again, until her jaw gave up and slacked, leaving her looking at him blinking with her mouth agape.
- Close your mouth, Miss Granger, unless you have the desire to catch flays. –
With that he turned on his heel and left, leaving her to ponder on the correlation between switching from economy to first class, shortness of flight and perceived time spent in plane’s toilet. Smart as she was, Severus was certain that solution to that particular brain teaser will elude her. On the other hand, cauldron just blew up in his face. Now, he had to figure out how to evade her for the next five days.
I Want To Know What Love Is - Foreigner
I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I'm older
Now this mountain I must climb
Feels like a world upon my shoulders
I through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder
In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
Can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
I'm gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me
I've got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me
In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
I can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
And I wanna feel, I want to feel what love is
And I know, I know you can show me
Let's talk about love
I wanna know what love is, the love that you feel inside
I want you to show me, and I'm feeling so much love
I wanna feel what love is, no, you just cannot hide
I know you can show me, yeah
I wanna know what love is, let's talk about love
I want you to show me, I wanna feel it too
I wanna feel what love is, I want to feel it too
And I know and I know, I know you can show me
Show me love is real, yeah
I wanna know what love is...
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