This is my first ever stab at a Severus/Hermione fic...please leave me a review to tell me what you think. I don't have much experience with this ship. This is actually a 200 word drabble that I wrote as a contest entry. The contest was to write a poem or drabble using the words "It was only a phantom" as the first line. Future contest drabbles that feature HGSS will be posted here as well so that I have a collection of HGSS pieces. They will be unrelated and complete.
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phantom 2. an appearance or illusion without material substance, as a dream image, mirage, or optical illusion.
It was only a phantom, an illusion.
Hermione told herself this as she looked up from her cauldron and saw a flicker of longing on her Professor's face. But how could this be an illusion if she saw it every time she glanced up from her work?
It wasn't so much a look of desire as it was of yearning, of, love? Hermione wasn't sure. She was almost afraid to solve this riddle, afraid of what she might discover about her own feelings. Yet her heart pounded as she looked up from her work in his class, hoping to see that expression once again.
He knew he had been caught; her startled eyes told Severus that he had let his mask slip, that she had seen the feelings he kept hidden. Yet Severus could not help but watch her as she sat in his class. He hated himself for the way he felt about her, but he had come to accept the fact that he did in fact love her.
He never expected to catch her looking at him, wearing the same expression of yearning and of love.
It was an illusion, he told himself, it was only a phantom.