Disclaimer: I do not make money off Harry Potter. I do not own Harry Potter. Is that good enough, authorities.

A/N: Ummmm just read. I might suck. FLAME ME!!!!!!!!!! *JOKE*

SEVERUS

Severus observed his seventh-years class, carefully looking into each of their eyes to intimidate.

After all, he had a reputation to protect. His eyes lingered on one student for a moment. He sighed inwardly. Tanya LaCier. Slytherin. Popular. Pretty. Right now, she was intently studying her notes, preparing for the upcoming test. Her lustrous amber-brown hair fell across her shoulders gracefully, and her emerald green eyes, so much like Potter's, the son he never had, hidden under long lashes.

Sometimes, Severus would fail her on purpose, just so he could spend extra time with her. He enjoyed the time he spent alone with her, their voices seemingly blending with together as they studied the assignments she "failed". He sighed again, turning his eyes away. To Tanya, he was probably just another teacher, another unnoticed man. The only times she would ever pay attention to him would be the times he failed her, and during class. And it was her last year at Hogwarts. Her last moments with him. His eyes were again unwillingly drawn to Tanya. Look up, he thought, If only for a moment.

His heart almost stopped. She actually looked up, surprised that he was still looking at her. She blushed slightly, and beamed a small smile at him, for a second. Then she turned back to her work. Severus was startled. Why did she blush? Was it because he was looking at her when she was supposed to be wotking? Or, perhaps, for another reason? He pushed the thought away as the bell rang. Just another teacher. To be ignored. By his student.

TANYA

He had looked at her. Why? And why did she have to blush? But could he tell? Eversince she had layed her eyes on Severus…….Snape, she had felt a deep adoration for him, one she had never felt before. One might call it love. But he was a teacher. And she was his student. Just a student.

Sighing, she flipped her hair over her shoulder, causing several Hufflepuff boys to trip into a teacher, and joined her waiting friends.

Tanya was standing alone in a clearing, illuminated by the moonlight. Someone suddenly appeared from the shadows. Snape. "Pr..pr…professor Snape! What're you doing here?"

He came closer, saying,"Call me Severus." He took her into his arms, embracing her. Tanya relished his touch and the feel of his broad, muscular chest. He cupped her chin in his hands, looking lovingly into her eyes, willing her to look back.

Enveloping his lips in hers, he kissed her, tasting her tongue and mouth. He pulled away for a moment. "I have kept away from you too long."

"I think the same is for me."

"Tanya?"

"Yes, Pro- Severus?"

"I love you."

Tanya shot her eyes open, nearly falling out of bed. Damnit, she thought, another dream. Why was he always invading her, in her thoughts, dreams, and even academic work. She hated herself for loving him. Damn! Why couldn't she forget about him? After this year, she would never see him again. But that thought made her ache the most, and her body was racked with sobs, as she cried herself to sleep.

SEVERUS

Severus was in the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey was preparing a special potion. He snorted. The irony of it. "Um, P-" he began, but was soon interrupted.

"Stop, that," chided Madame Pomfrey, "You need to relax. And stop fussing that you know how to make the Enervating Potion. I am the nurse, you are the patient."

"Very well." He was in the Wing because of a constant ache in his arm, but at least the Mark had not yet appeared. Plus, he was suffering from constant cramps and over-working, and had ignored it until Dumbledore personally delivered the protesting Severus to the Hospital Wing.

A few minutes later, Pomfrey had managed to poor down the steaming potion down his throat, and even he had to admit that he felt better. When he was about to leave, Madame Pomfrey stopped him, saying, "When you get to your chambers, take a bath. A long, scented bath. And put this in it." She gave him a potion and bade him goodbye.

LATER…………

Severus unshed his clothes, black as always, and settled into the bathwater, sighing. He drank in the aroma, and then remembered that he had scented it of jasmine and rosewood, Tanya's favorite scents. (Courtesy of a Truth Potion, ten semesters ago.) Damn. He couldn't have a bath without thinking about that girl. He sighed and tried to push her out of his mind, but it was no use. She was there as always, her lips turned up into a perpetual smile, her emerald eyes, and her pretty face.

One time, Tanya was the last one packing her books, when Severus accidentally dropped some of his ingredients. She had rushed over to help, bending down on the floor. Her neckline was loose and was revealing more than usual, and Severus breath was getting haggard, the bulge in his pants was sending him signals. When she got up, their eyes met, and she seemed to tremble. She gave him one of her prized smiles, saying, "Well, Professor, I guess I'll always be around to help you. I'll see you later."

I'll always be around to help you.

POTIONS CLASS

Tanya was the last one to go in, not wanting to see his handsome face again for another hour of pure torture. She sighed and sat down, pretending to listen to Pansy's babble.

"Class," Professor Snape began, "Today we will discuss how to make a Wolfsbane elixir. And, - here he smirked evilly – at the end, one of us will be tested. So pay attention." Tanya frowned. She was suddenly feeling dizzy, and her vision blurred.

As he continued, the class started taking the usual notes, with Neville stumbling over his work, Tanya shook her head, trying to rid herself of the pain.

At the end of the class, Snape conjured up a box, saying, "This box has all of your names inside. I will draw one out, and that will be the person I will test. Thirty points to your House if you pass, twenty deducted if you fail." He put his hand inside, and drew out a piece of paper. Neville was praying.

"Tanya LaCier."

Everyone else breathed again and rushed out of the room, leaving Snape and Tanya alone. "Well, Miss LaCier, is your potion ready? I don't have the time, you know." How I wish she knew.

"Yes sir, but I-" She gasped out, an agonizing pain searing through her body, her very blood seeming to scream. She tried to hold herself up against the desk. "Miss LaCier, are you-"

Tanya fainted, landing headfirst on the hard concrete with a sickening crunch.

SEVERUS

Severus looked at her crumpled body on the floor for one second before he gathered Tanya into his arms, running to the Hospital Wing, knocking down a few students and ignoring them. She was bleeding a lot but he didn't know where, only that she was hurt. When he arrived, Madame Pomfrey gasped and said, "Severus what-"

"Just hurry up! Tanya fainted and landed headfirst on the floor! She might have a concussion! I'll put her on the bed and you prepare the Enervating Potion!"

Oh, no, please be all right, please be all right………

He stayed by her side the whole time, assisting Madame Pomfrey with the cure and bandaging, she had a deep cut on her temple, leaving only to let Madame Pomfrey change her clothes. He held her hand, praying that she would wake up. My fault, my fault, I've worked her too hard. Please be all right. He grimaced, remembering her cry out in pain. I'm sorry………

TANYA

A few hours later, her eyes opened a slither, but she gasped and closed them again.

Severus was worried. "Tanya?"

"Is that you, Professor?"

"Yes. You are in the Hospital Wing."

"What happened?" All she could remember was falling onto the floor. She tried to sit up, making Severus' heart break while she struggled, her beautiful body helpless. He propped her up with pillows and squeezed her hand.

"I'm so sorry, I think it's my fault that you fell." He explained what had happened.

"Oh, that's all right, Professor, you didn't do anything wrong-" Severus only squeezed her hand harder.

"No! It's my fault. I've always worked you too hard. Much too hard. Something was bound to happen in the end."

"Oh, professor….." She didn't know what to say. Her head was aching again. "I think I-" Then she fainted again.

TANYA

It was so dark. She couldn't see, and all she knew was that she wasn't alone. Someone screamed. Tanya knew that voice. "Severus! Is that you?"

"T...t…Tanya…." His voice was heartbreaking, he seemed to be in pain. She bumped into something. It was him. She embraced, him, holding him close to her body, kissing him joyfully, but then she noticed they were chapped and dry. She could also feel several cuts and wounds on his body. "Are you all right?"

"Tan….Tanya….please….it is not safe h……here…."

"What's wrong?

"Just go…le……leave….me….s…..sa…..save…..yourself…."

"CONTORTIO!!!!!!!!!!!1" someone roared. Severus gasped, and suddenly, he was torn from her grasp.

"Tanya!!!! NOOOOOoooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A/N: My heart is broken. I think I'm love-struck. Please review.