Hi again, guys! I'm awfully sorry for being so inconsistent with my stories. It's been difficult due to the fact that my mind travels faster than my fingers can possibly type (I get lost in my imagination ^.^'). I promise I'm working on them now! For now enjoy Severus in all his yumminess...
Disclaimer- I do not own anything in this story. J.K.R does. Well...the plot line is mine and perhaps some of my future characters. XD
Severus Snape stood, hovering over a brewing potion. His long, raven hair hung loosely at the borders of his face. A chiseled nose occasionally inhaled deeply, reassuring the brewer that the potion had no flaws. Practiced hands stirred the concoction and added ingredients with such grace only a master would possess. The professor's deep coal eyes were truly the most ensnaring. At the surface of the black pools you could see the concentration and discipline required for potion making, although within, one could see the joy and relaxation the complex art brought the professor.
Quickly following the man's precious moments of silence came a completely undesirable disruption. An extremely grubby looking house elf popped unceremoniously into Professor Snape's domain. Severus broke from his concentration induced trance and stared coldly at the poor creature, impatiently awaiting the reason to the intrusion.
"The headmaster is asking of you to come to him, sir." The elf stated calmly having dealt with the professor and his unrelenting attitude. Annoyed the potions master sighed and told the elf to inform Professor Dumbledore that he would be coming after dealing with the potions for Madam Pomfrey.
"Let him know that it will take about an hour to complete." The house elf's ears waved slightly as it nodded its head and with a second pop, vanished. Severus shook his head briefly and complemented the man and his unbelievable timing.
Short chapter, I know, but I have more! Please review and whatever else you readers do.
Sincerely, Evelyn