Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters, except for Delia. I do not own the world of Harry Potter. J. K. Rowling does.
Author's note: I kind of hit a wall on the "Another Monster Under The Bed" fanfic. Review and tell me how you like this Harry Potter fanfic. Also, send me messages and tell me how I can end, or alter, the "AMUTB" fanfic. Enjoy!
Severus Snape watched as all of his students filed into the classroom. Last of the group was Delia Malfoy, Draco's twin sister. Her platinum blonde hair and grey eyes made sure that everyone knew that she was the Queen of Slytherin. And, being in the pureblood family that she was, the Dark Lord decided, along with Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy that she and Severus should marry. Severus shuddered. It wasn't that he didn't like Delia; on the contrary, he was smitten. The main problem was was that she was one of his students. As if she knew that he was thinking about her, she looked at him. Severus had the strange feeling to smile at his fiancé slash student. She sat next to her brother and crossed her pantyhose-covered legs. Severus noticed Harry Potter sit down and glare at Draco.
Draco smirked at Harry. Delia smacked Draco's shoulder and pointed toward Severus. The Potions Master sighed and flicked his wand, causing the instructions for the potion to appear on the blackboard behind him. "The instructions are on the board. You have an hour to concoct this potion." He said, sitting back down.
Delia got started. "Don't you think it's an unfair advantage that the two of us are partners?" Delia asked Draco. "Why do you say that, my beautiful twin?" Draco asked. "I'm just saying since we're both excellent in Potions. And that Snape favors us." Delia commented adding slug guts into the cauldron. Draco chuckled. "And what is so funny, my dear brother?" Delia asked, her icy grey eyes shooting at him. "We'll have to discuss this after class, seeing as we're surrounded by people who don't know." Draco said. Delia's eyes widened. "Don't you dare mention my current situation." She hissed. Draco looked down. "You should be honored, Delia." He said lowly. "I didn't say that I wasn't honored. I just think it's wrong." She said.
"So, you think our father is wrong?" Draco asked. "It's not that, Draco. It is the fact that he's been in my life since I was a baby. How can I lay down with a man who has probably changed my shitty diapers once?" Delia whispered, causing Draco to burst out laughing. "Is there something funny, Mister Malfoy?" Snape asked, looking at him.
"Yes, sir, there is." Draco chuckled. "And what would that be?" Snape asked. "I'm not at liberty to say, Professor." Draco said when Delia punched him on the arm. Snape glanced at Delia and said, "Miss Malfoy, I will need to see you after class."
She could hear the Golden Trio sniggering, which pissed her off. "And what, Professor, did I fucking do?" She snapped at her fiancé. Snape glared at her. She looked back at him, nonplussed. Did he really think that she was scared of him? "I will not tolerate that kind of language in my classroom, Miss Malfoy." Snape growled. She held back a moan. He was so sexy when he growled like that. "I'm sorry, sir, but you want to see me after class, and I haven't even done anything wrong." She said, her eyes widening in fake innocence. She could tell that he could see right through that. "Nevertheless, I will need to see you after class." He said with a look that meant this discussion is over. She snorted. "Whatever you say, captain." She retorted. Snape glared at her and soon, the bell rang. "I will need you to bring a vial of your potions up to my desk." Snape said. Delia sat back and slowly poured her potion into a vial. As soon as everyone, except for Draco, walked out, Delia stood up and walked up to Severus, glancing at Draco and saying, "I will see you in the common room, brother."
Draco nodded and walked out. Delia handed Severus the vial. "You wanted to see me, dear?" She said, sitting on his desk. "Delia, please. Not at school." He said. "I don't want this just as much as you do." She said. "I didn't even get a ring out of it." She added, laughing at her little joke. "I'm sorry, Delia." Severus said, looking down. "For what, Severus?" She asked, glancing at him. "I will get you a ring as soon as I can." He muttered. "Severus, I was kidding." She said softly, touching his hand. He looked at her. "You have no idea how badly I want to make you happy." He said.
"Severus…" She started. "Listen, I know this is weird for you. It's weird for me, too. But--"
"Stop. I know that they want it this way. I'm shocked that Father wants this, even though you're not a pureblood." She interrupted. "I can't help--"
"I know you can't. And you know I have no problem with the fact that you're a half-blood. Severus, I'm very fond of you." She said, looking away. She was never good at talking about her feelings. "I'm fond of you as well, Delia." Severus said. She looked at him. "Well, I should probably go before Draco thinks we're screwing." She said, hopping off of the desk.
"I'm going to have to give you detention, Delia." Severus said suddenly. "And why is that?" Delia asked, stopping and turning around. "I can't let your classmates think that you can curse at me and not get punished for it." He said. Delia grinned. "When is my detention, Professor?" She asked. "Eight o'clock tonight." He said. She smiled wider. "See you then." She said turning around and walking out of the classroom. Detention with her fiancé wasn't such a bad thing. She just hoped that it was the two of them so that she could talk to him without the whole professor and sir thing. It really bugged her having to talk to the man she was supposed to marry like that. It made her feel inferior. She couldn't stand it. She soon stopped at the entrance to the common room and said the password. The portrait swung open and she walked through.
Draco was sitting in front of the fire. "How did it go?" He asked, turning to look at her. She sat next to him. "He gave me detention for eight tonight." She said, shrugging nonchalantly. Draco chuckled. "Well, he has to make a point, doesn't he?"
"Yes, I guess he does." She said and gazed into the fire. Something in her gut was saying that she loved this man, but was that just the fact that she was going to marry him? "Do you?" Draco asked. She looked at him, confused. "Do I what?" She asked. "Do you love him?" He asked. "Will you stay out of my head?!" She yelled. He laughed. "Well, do you?" He asked after they had finished laughing. "I don't know. I'm fond of him, yes, but I have no idea on whether or not I love him." She said.
"Is Severus someone you could spend the rest of your life with?" Draco asked. "I don't really have a choice on that, now do I?" She said, grinning at him. "No, you don't, but let's just say you do. Could you spend the rest of your life with Severus Snape?" He asked.
She thought about it for what seemed like hours. Could she spend the rest of her life with Severus Snape? A man who was madly in love with Lily Evans? A Death Eater? Could she bear being the other woman? What could she do about that anyway? She didn't really have a choice now, did she? Like always, her father and the Dark Lord made the choice for her. She couldn't stand other people running her life for her. She was her own person, dammit!
She looked at the clock and saw that it was 7:45. "I need to go." She mumbled, standing up. "Okay, then." Draco said. She walked out of the room and headed for the Potions classroom.