Disclaimer: I just own the plot of this story, since all the characters were greatly created by J.K. Rowling.
A/N: I'm not really sure of how I've end up liking MMSS pairing more than MMAD, but that's it… .. . I hope you like it ;-)
Flying classes – Part 1 – The challenge
It was Wednesday, after all the classes had ended and all the teachers were at the teachers' room when Severus Snape came in carrying a broken broom that threw onto the large table.
Everybody looked at him, or better said, everybody looked at the big bump on his head.
"Did you fell from the broom, Severus?" Hooch said laughing at the other side of the table.
"No, I didn't Rolanda… it was one of your students who crashed with me!" he yelled upset.
"There's no reason to shout, Severus… It was an accident" McGonagall pointed "But you should let Poppy to take a look to that"
"An accident!" he shouted madly.
"Maybe you should be more carefully while you walk, Sev" Hooch muttered taking the broom and repairing it with a spell.
"Maybe you should teach your students better how to fly!" he replied.
"Oh no…" Flitwick sighted taking his hands to his head, sitting next to Hooch.
"Better? Are you saying I don't know how to teach my pupils, Severus Snape?" She stood up banging the table with both punches.
"Rolanda, please" McGonagall tried to calm down the situation.
"That's what I meant" Snape said.
"Oh, come on… don't act like children, please" McGonagall begged being in the middle of them both.
"Maybe you would do it better than me?" Hooch yelled.
"At least, they wouldn't fell onto the teachers while flying around the school"
"Done, then" she said.
"Done what?" McGonagall wondered in a scream looking at her friend.
"I challenge you, Severus Snape!" Hooch's finger was now pointing at the black-dressed teacher "I challenge you to an obstacle race above the lake at the end of the term"
"That's in three weeks!" Snape exclaimed, his face expression suddenly changing from hate to hidden fear.
"I know. If you win I'll hand over my position to you" she looked at him with defying eyes then "If I do, you will have to please me during the rest of the year"
"This is senseless" McGonagall muttered.
"I accept" Severus said.
….
It was Friday night when Minerva McGonagall was checking the corridors before go to bed and suddenly listened a deafening noise coming from the dungeons. She wondered what had happened, sure that there had to be some students from the Slytherin house awake, when she noticed the lights of Severus' office were on.
She hesitated between knocking the door or not when she listened to the noise of crystal breaking and Severus groaning. She opened the door instinctively and came in.
"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed finding all the books of the shelves lying on the floor, all the vases broken, and all the furniture moved from place. And above all that mess, Severus covered on bruises and blood, with a very old broom on his hand.
"Minerva!" Severus exclaimed standing up ashamed and limping. "Don't you know how to knock a door?" he asked regaining his sever posture and his threatening tone.
"You have no idea of how to fly, do you?" she wondered at the same time that her hand moved her wand agilely to clean the mess up.
"I don't" he confessed "But I'm a quick learner" he advised "so please… don't tell about this to anyone"
"I won't" she assured "but… Why didn't you just refuse the challenge?" She giggled and kept her wand once the books, pieces of crystal and furniture had come back to its usual place.
"I couldn't! It would be the same as defeat… and I've never lost a challenge!" he said, holding his neck later, surely because it was in pain.
"Can I have a look?" she asked, not waiting for his answer and making him sit down on his chair. Before he could say anything her hands were already on his shoulders, massaging his muscles and lessening his pain. "Do you feel better now?" she wondered.
"Yes" he was amazed "Thanks" by the power of her fingers "How did you do that?"
"I learned it when I was a Quidditch player"
"Oh, you were…? So you can fly?"
"Of course I can!" She laughed sitting on the desk in front of him and crossing her legs "Ro and I were in the same famine team after Hogwarts…"
"Oh, Minerva would you…?" but he shut himself up before finished "Never mind"
"It would be a pleasure" she said standing up.
"What?"
"… Teaching you. Wasn't this what you were going to ask?" she accepted his look as a yes and continued "Deal then" she said "I won't tell anyone you can't fly, and you won't tell Rolanda I've been helping you to win her, ok?"
TO BE CONTINUED…