A/N: This takes place after some time, and a developed relationship of the sorts. Not much of a STORY fic as much as it is one shots, I will post Rhyon's character info in the last chapter, so if you want to read that first go ahead and pop over. She is an OC.

Warnings: SS/OC (36/16) romance. Underage sex. Book 6, what book 6?

Not sooo A/U, more U/A.


"Where did you go?" Severus asked as he raised his head, his hand reached for her but found an empty and cool bed instead. He looked around the dark room not seeing her anywhere, "Lillian?" He called out, scanning the dark room as best he could.

He started sitting up and glanced over to the clock finding it was 11:45, a small blush crept along his neck and up his cheeks he couldn't believe he had fallen asleep after...his thought trailed off as he stood, kicking the tangled sheets away. Had we really?

"Lillian?" He called out again, heading towards the bathroom. He pushed the door open to find an empty room then he looked towards the bedroom door, hoping she hadn't left. Severus jerked it open and peeked out, the light from the fireplace made him smile then he saw a poorly transfigured bed in the middle of the room, and her laying on it.

Her wild hair covered the side of her face and she was huddled up under Severus' most favorite blanket.

"Lillian," he whispered, sitting on the bed as he ran his fingers through her hair, almost standing up when he heard the bed creak. She is absolute shit at Transfiguration, he couldn't help but think watching her peek a sleepy eye open.

"Mmh?"

Severus smiled down at her, her eyes shutting again, "hey, come back to bed."

"I am in bed," she mumbled and pushed on his knee as if she was pushing him away.

"Not in my bed," Severus answered with a chuckle.

"What?" She asked, sleep heavy on her voice as she looked at him rubbing her eyes. The dark makeup she wore on her eyelid smeared slightly.

Severus gave a nod towards the bedroom of his chambers, "my bed, where you were. I want you there." Rhyon pushed up to look at him properly, her eyebrows raised as the blanket fell from her and exposed that she was still naked. Severus let his eyes trail down her body and Rhyon sat still staring at him, "why did you leave it anyway?"

"I just.." she shrugged and sat back on her bottom, pulling the blanket up as she shivered.

"You just?" Severus asked, coaxing her slightly. He wanted to know, he wanted to know everything about her.

Rhyon's eyes were dark and thoughtful as she looked at him, sometimes he could see her actual confidence and sometimes he could see her fake confidence. Right now she was all sorts of fake confidence, "we missed dinner, Professor, can you order us some food?"

Severus stood with a snap of his fingers, a House Elf appeared by the door within seconds, "a cart of food, we didn't have dinner and are hungry." He said to the Elf that disappeared just as fast as they had come.

"Won't he tell Dumbledore?" Rhyon couldn't help but question, moving to get off the bed by scooting over to the edge.

"I highly doubt it," Severus shook his head, "House Elves are known for their secrecy." He explained watching as Rhyon stood, once she was off the 'bed' he used his wand to fix his furniture before taking a seat in one of the chairs she had transfigured. Rhyon was wrapping the blanket around her body like a dress making sure it was tucked in place when the House Elf returned with the tray of food, he sat it on the coffee table and left them again.

"Oh, thank Merlin," she practically moaned and leaned forward taking a handful of grapes before sitting down on the couch, popping one in her mouth.

"I didn't realize..." Severus started, looking at her and then back at the food, "I should have realized I mean."

"Hm?"

"Food," Severus laughed.

"Aren't you hungry?" She asked him curiously as she leaned forward and took the bowl of grapes on her lap.

Severus lifted a shoulder, watching her with a smile. "You didn't have to leave, by the way."

Rhyon watched his smile, seeing him smile was still a bit strange to her, "I was going to risk heading back to my commons, but I have to wait until 2 because that is when Filch finishes his rounds and he always starts in a different spot." She said with a shrug, "I don't mind leaving though, I understand."

Severus blinked a bit taken aback unsure what to address so he settled on her knowing the time of Filch's rounds. "How do you know the time of his rounds?"

Rhyon chewed on the grape in her mouth, running her fingers through her messy hair before pulling it up in a high ponytail. Then she grabbed her wand and cast a quick charm on her hair to smooth it, "I can't tell you that, Professor." She finally answered and glanced back at him, eating another grape, "it'll get me and a few friends some detentions."

Severus pulled a face, a bit put off at her answer. He didn't like the thought of her roaming around the castle late at night plus he knew who her friends were and definitely didn't like the idea of her roaming around with anyone of those three guys. He also hated the fact she felt she couldn't tell him things, how was that going to work out between them? And when he thought that he brought the conversation back to her leaving his bed, "why do you want to leave so bad?"

"Hm?" She kicked her legs out on the couch crossing them at the ankle, after she had grabbed a plate of food and exchanged them for the bowl of grapes.

"Leaving? Why were you going to leave?"

Rhyon seemed stumped by the question, she took a smile bite of the eggs on her plate. "Would you like to eat?"

"I would like you to answer my questions without trying to dodge them," Severus said with a serious look, turning to face her, "Lillian."

Rhyon smiled around the bite she was taking, stretching out and getting more comfortable. She enjoyed the way he called her Lillian, even though he knew she went by Rhyon around the school. "Mm." She closed her eyes chewing the food and he waited for her to talk, sitting quietly. She swallowed then opened her eyes, looking at him, "I just figured it was easier for you.." She shrugged a moment, "you were drunk, Se -." She cleared her throat and he watched as she looked back at him uncertainly, all the fake confidence she had was gone as she drug her fork over the plate sitting restlessly.

"You can call me Severus."

"I know," she answered, a little bit of snap in her voice before she let her fork go and rest against her leg, "You were drunk, and I don't know.. I just figured it was something for the best."

"Leaving me?" He asked quietly, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.

Rhyon opened her mouth to speak but shut it when their eyes locked and she looked down at the plate, taking a bite of the food so she didn't have to talk. Severus stood up and walked over towards her, making a move to grab the plate from her lap. Rhyon stared in question, watching as he pulled it away. Her face fell when he sat it down on the cushion next to them. "I'm eating that," she started to say but quieted when he grabbed her and sat her on his lap, then he grabbed the plate and handed it back to her.

"You can eat, Lillian," he answered with a small smile, "I wasn't drunk, either." He added as he picked up the fork and offered it to her, "I don't want you to think I regretted anything and I don't want you to sneak out of my chambers at 2 in the morning like you're some whore."

"Are you saying you want me to stay, Professor?" She asked taking the fork and a bite.

"I am saying I want you to stay."

Rhyon cut a piece of the waffle and stabbed it with her fork before offering a bite to Severus, "eat."

Severus' smile was soft, "worried about me?" He teased, wrapping his lips around the fork.

She grinned, "how they knew to pick breakfast and waffles is beyond me."

"You like breakfast?"

"It's my favorite."

Severus watched playing with her food and glanced up at her. She was biting her bottom lip and wore a blush on her cheeks, moving the fork nervously along the top of her plate. "Why are you nervous?"

"I'm not," she jerked her head up to look at him.

Severus quirked a brow, "we're lying to each other now?" She laughed at that not sure the two had a thing at all between them, and cut him off another piece holding it out. He took the fork in his mouth, and pulled the bite off, "you're going to run out of food, eventually Lillian Rhyon Graham and then you'll be all mine." He spoke around the bite.

Rhyon blushed red, smiling with a shake of her head. "I eat when I am stressed, or nervous, or anything honestly."

"I have noticed that," he said with a smirk.

"You have only seen me eat this one time," she said, giving him a playful glare.

Severus licked his lips, giving her an incredulous look, "we have been eating in the same dining hall 7 days a week, 3 meals a day roughly for the past year."

"You mean to tell me, you've been watching me everyday for the last year or so?"

"Of course I do, I watch you a lot Lillian. You are quite captivating." Rhyon shoved the last bite in mouth. "I bet you taste like syrup," Severus whispered with a grin.

Rhyon looked at him, her eyes glancing to his lips when he licked them and then she drug her eyes away clearing her throat. Severus picked up the plate from her lap and leaned them forward to put it on the tray, he ran his hand over her cheek cupping it before pulling her towards him. Their lips met with a kiss, his eyes shutting and his tongue slid over the bottom of her lip as if he were tasting her.

Rhyon felt herself blush further when his tongue slipped over her lip, shivering into his touch she let out a quiet sigh. "And, you do," he whispered against her lips, when he pulled back.

She giggled quietly, pulling back from him completely with a quick glance at the clock, it was 1:00, "I don't want to leave."

"You don't have to," he answered her, "can we go back to bed now?"

"Are you tired?"

"It is 1 in the morning, I typically tend to be sleeping at this time after all."

"So that makes you tired?" She asked uncertainly, looking at him with a quirked brow and tugging a piece of hair with her finger, "you fell asleep y'know after I, uh, finished with...you know..."

"I mean," Severus looked at her curiously, and watched as she nervously bit her lip, "it is 1 in the morning."

"You said that already," she smiled, "you are a man of strict routine?"

"I tend to be."

"Hmm," Rhyon moved to get off of him, but he tightened his arms to keep her in place, "I am getting up so you can go to bed, you said you were tired."

"And, you're not?"

"I am not extremely tired, I'll read."

Severus frowned and loosened his arms letting her stand, he followed suit, "I'll stay up with you as long as I can."

Rhyon adjusted her blanket, and stretched her arms above her head, "I'll take a quick shower then join you in bed?"

"A shower at this time?"

Rhyon laughed and looked around the main room of the chamber, "Severus, I can just go back to the Slytherin Commons, honestly. It's okay."

"Is that a routine?"

"I get tired after uhm... things, and I get tired after showers."

Severus took her by the chin and directed her eyes to look up at him, "is that so Miss Graham?"

"Yes, I like showers. Dim lit, candles and warm."

"You're cute when you try to avoid what I mean," Severus smiled, slipping his arm around her waist to pull her closer.

Rhyon smirked, tilting her head back to look at him properly, "you're cute when you try to catch me off guard."

"I do catch you off guard often, and I like that."

Severus picked her up pressing his lips to hers, Rhyon slipped her legs around his hips the blanket pulling tight and strained. Severus turned them around walking to the bedroom. He pushed the door open then kicking it closed once they were in. Rhyon was laid on the bed, and Severus jerked the blanket off of her, his mouth hot against hers as he crawled up to join her.

Rhyon felt her body tingle without him even touching her, and she felt a tinge of jealously - how did he know to do things like that? How is he so good at this.. The thought of himwith another person made her fingers feel numb.

Severus could feel the change in her attitude. "Are you okay?" He asked, pulling back to look at her properly.

Rhyon thought about lying before thinking better of it, "maybe the shower," she whispered and before he could stop her she crawled off the bed and away from him all but running to his bathroom, Severus sat up and looked at the door when he heard it lock.

"Ok?" He asked himself quietly getting off the bed, he grabbed his wand and with a few flourishes of it the room was corrected from their earlier (and first triste). What changed now?

Rhyon stepped out of the shower and grabbed the black towel that was on the hook, drying before wrapping the oversized towel around her. Oddly enough she felt less relaxed and more anxious than before. Not only had she told him no, but she also ran away from him.

What the fuck are you doing? She asked herself with a groan, looking in the fogged and streaked mirror.

She washed her face then instinctively reached for her toothbrush, "oh." She muttered when she realized it wasn't there, looking down at the one solo toothbrush in the cup she picked it up with a shrug. Rhyon wet it and put toothpaste on, brushing her teeth.

She had kissed him, quite a bit, it was all the same in her eyes. Rhyon grabbed another towel after rinsing her mouth out and ran it through her long, tangled hair before wrapping her hair up in it and exiting the bathroom.

She was shocked to see him laying in bed, reading a book but kept it from her face as she walked over to her clothing that he had placed on the reading chair and grabbed her panties slipping them up under the towel around her body before she grabbed her tank top.

"Better?" Severus asked, watching her. He looked almost reproachful his eyes nervously looking at her and away. Rhyon looked at the spot next to him then at the door, her hands on her jeans, "I was waiting for you to finish up, I wanted to make sure you were okay." He added when she continued staring at him.

Rhyon dropped the jeans, blushing, "you, uh, you're a sweet guy Severus."

Severus rolled his eyes, setting the book on the side table after she climbed up next to him, "Lillian, I want to ask you something." Rhyon nodded before crawling under the covers and laying her head on the pillow. She glanced towards him, "I want to ask what happened just a bit ago but I feel like you won't answer, so instead I want to ask you if this is okay?"

"If what is?"

Severus almost smiled, once again she was good at avoiding questions it was something he could tell she had been doing for a long time and it was something she must have been great at. In any other social setting she would get away with it, but Severus noticed all those things about her because he noticed everything about her. She liked to hide herself, only letting certain parts be revealed. "Us, is this okay?"

Rhyon looked over him, pulling the cover up to tuck herself into the warm bed, "that's not why I 'ran away'."

"Why?"

Rhyon blushed, laying back, "you're older."

"I thought you ju-"

She turned to face him, pressing her finger to his lips, "you've been with more people."

That seemed to stump Severus. "I...?"

Rhyon shrugged a shoulder, "I mean, I know I shouldn't be jealous. I get that. But, the things you do.." She blushed, clearing her throat, "you're so experienced, I mean I just... I'm not."

"I wouldn't say I'm... experienced. That's not a fair statement, Lillian."

"I don't mean it bad, it's nice. It was nice earlier, too, you didn't expect all those things and make me feel awkward when I told you no." She blushed, "you have no idea what it feels like to have 15 and 16 year old boys fumbling around your body, not even taking your shirt off before they're done because you push them away after 10 minutes of awkward...'dry humping' is what they call it." She spoke candidly while she stared up at the ceiling. Severus pulled a not very concealed face of distaste. He didn't like the idea of her with another person at all, he didn't like to think about any of that. "It's nice knowing you're confident, it's just the thought of how you came to be.."

"I get it," Severus nodded and leaned forward slightly, tugging the towel down from her hair before letting the wet strands fall against the pillow as he laid the towel over the headboard, "I don't much enjoy the idea of someone 'fumbling around your body' as you put it."

Rhyon chuckled and closed her eyes at the feeling on him running his fingers through her long, dark locks, "Severus can we just be us in here?"

"Of course."

"I want to be able to tell you things and not worry about if I'm going to end up with a week's worth of detention."

"I am just Severus when I am with you." He promised slipping his arm around her waist to pull her against his bare chest as he laid back.

"Good night, just Severus." She whispered tilting her head to kiss his cheek.

"Good night, Lillian."


Severus woke to the sound of a whimper, something he had been hearing in his dreams for a little bit but this whimper was much louder, he blinked back the sleep shying away from the sunlight that was filtering through his drapes. That alerted him he had slept in later than he had in a long time, but he had also been up until at least 2 in the morning.

When he shied away, he turned into Rhyon taking a deep breath of her cool hair when he realized then that was where the whimper was coming from. Severus opened his eyes properly he saw her face was contorted into a look of pain, her hands were clenched in fist and her eyes were moving behind her lids. Severus looked down at her uncertainly, not quite sure what to say or do. He watched as her mouth opened in a groan of pain that he was scared was going to turn into a scream.

"Lillian," he said softly placing his hand on her shoulder, giving it a shake.

Rhyon jumped, her eyes opening wide as she jolted straight up searching around in shock her hand reached out to the left where her wand was usually kept in her normal rooms and came smacking against Severus' chest which scared her more than not having a wand in reach, "ah!" She yelped jumping back from him, across the bed.

"Focus, Lillian," Severus was saying, "you're in my room, it's okay."

Rhyon blinked and looked from him to the bed and around the chambers seeing the rather dark and not very cozy room of his. "Sorry," she muttered placing her hand on his chest as if to soothe it, "I am so sorry."

"It's fine, honestly." He shook his head, closing his hand over hers, "you're okay."

Rhyon let out a shaky breath and reached around him to grab her wand, "my hair is an absolute mess." She chuckled, "I should have brushed it before I laid down."

"It's cute," Severus smiled patting the big hair, Rhyon cast a silent charm and her hair was normal - tamed, and wavy. Then she sat the wand down on the bed next to her, glancing at the clock as she crawled under the warm covers again, "it is almost noon."

"It is," Severus nodded, "I can't believe we almost slept for 10 hours."

Rhyon shook her head, "I haven't slept more than 4 hours in a long time, Severus."

He felt a course of nerves run through him when she said his name, smiling to himself, "I am glad you slept then." Rhyon was stretching out under the blankets, making an obvious move to not get out of the bed, "going to stay here all day, Miss Graham?"

She laughed, a real laugh her head tossing back, with a smile flashing across her features, "I'll get up in a minute Professor Snape."

Severus laughed quietly leaning over to press a kiss to her forehead before he excused himself to the bathroom. Rhyon burrowed under the covers, glancing around his room, she was peaking around the glum decor. The room was not only cold but it almost felt lifeless and now that she had a proper chance to look at the space she kinda hated it.

The decor was limited and all that was there were things like a bear rug on the floor in front of the reading chair, a lamp on a small dinky table, one bedside table that was on the side Severus had slept on, the windows were dirty and the drapes covered them almost completely. They were a dark green color but years of being ignored lead them to be greenish gray and faded.

Rhyon got up, and grabbed her wand looking at the drapes better. She frowned and with a flick off her wrist the drapes disappeared she would have guessed light would be flooding in if the windows were cleaned. So she did just that, flicking her wand again with a silent cleaning charm and the windows were spotless within seconds.

"Severus," she called glancing at the bathroom door, "Severus?"

"I didn't run away," he answered after a moment the door was opened and he looked out, glancing at her, "why?" Rhyon found that question particularly hilarious and ended up clutching her side trying to stop her giggles as she looked at him, Severus smiled despite himself, "what are you doing?" Rhyon took a deep, calming breath as he walked back into the bathroom spitting out his toothpaste, "also did you use my toothbrush last night, it was wet?"

"It was still wet?" She asked uncertainly but nodded, "yeah I did. And, what is your favorite color?"

"What?"

"I was going to make you new drapes, yours were disgusting." She explained slipping an arm around his waist as he exited the bathroom and pushed her side right up against his as they walked, "and I cleaned your windows," she added with a grin looking up at him.

"I don't have a favorite color." Severus shrugged, his arm wrapping around her shoulder and pulling her closer to him. Rhyon gave him an eye roll before giving her wand a flourish and drapes of a dark gray color with a silver trim appeared one side pulled open on each, leaving the window half opened. "Do you feel better?"

"Almost," she smiled and reached up on her tiptoes, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "I could decorate your room Severus," she said when she pulled back, unraveling herself from his arms. She almost danced over to the chair that held her other clothing. "I mean, you have your whole dark and brooding thing down - I understand." She teased, picking up her jeans and stepping into them.

Severus stood, leaning against the bed frame as he watched her, "do I have a thing?"

"I guess," Rhyon snickered, "I get to hear about it often."

"What?"

"Girls talk about it a lot. You're all dark and mysterious, they just want to heal you. Ease your frown." Rhyon spoke softly but Severus caught the dark look she wore.

"Is that so?"

Rhyon pulled her tank top off, picking up her bra and turning to face him, "you don't hear the whispers?"

Severus lifted a shoulder, licking his lips as he watched her fastening her bra before pulling her tank top back on almost forgetting himself and frowning when she covered herself up. "I hear plenty of rumors. But none that are good things about me."

"That's is ridiculous, honestly, because there are loads."

"Loads?"

Rhyon chuckled and rolled her shoulder, "there are though, Severus. It is quite annoying."

"Would you prefer I wasn't dark and mysterious?"

"I don't think that would stop them from admiring you, Professor."

Severus smiled, "why do you admire me, Lillian?"

Rhyon smiled at him, stepping into her flats before picking up her wand and putting it in the back pocket of her jeans, "I admire you because you're dark and mysterious, obviously." Severus laughed, and opened his closet to pull out his school robes, "Severus you know you don't have to be that way, with me, right?"

He blinked, almost shocked at what she said. She was above her years when she talked, it always shocked him but maybe over all that is what attracted him to this forbidden love, "what do you mean?"

"You're not damaged, you don't need to be put together. You're just you, Severus, that's what I like about you."

Severus pulled his school robes on properly, and picked up his wand putting it inside his robes pocket. "Thank you, Lillian," Rhyon watched him, hovering by the door, "are we supposed to exit together, or..?"

Rhyon lifted a shoulder, "I don't know, I've never snuck out of a room before."

Severus smiled, "I think we can leave together, no need to sneak."

"Well," Rhyon stepped out of the bedroom into the commons, seeing the area was already picked up and put back together as she headed towards the exit doors, "we have a slight reason." She stopped and picked up her book bag, "I almost forgot I brought this with me."

"How could you, you did come in for a question on the theory of Witche's Brew, after all." Severus teased with a smirk holding the door to his chambers open that lead to the hallway. Rhyon smiled, shouldering the bag and walked out.

"I'll have to come in and have an actual conversation about that," she said as they walked, "I am interested."

Severus gave her a smile, as they walked, "are you hungry?"

"Starving."

Rhyon and Severus shared a look before the sound of approaching students alerted them to their approach, she glanced over to see Draco and Blaise walking down the hall towards the Great Hall, "Lily Bell!" Blaise said excitedly, running ahead of Draco and taking her bag from her, "I'll carry this, I know you have way too many books for your small self."

Rhyon laughed rolling her eyes, "I'll let you carry the bag because my back hurts."

Draco smiled as he caught up slipping his arm around her shoulders, "where were you this morning, Graham?"

"Studying, I pulled an all nighter in the library."

"Maybe you should drop a few classes?"

"As if," she shook her head her face falling slightly as they walked.

Draco paused a moment, "I'm sorry you know I was only teasing right?" Rhyon gave a nod, ignoring his apology other than that. "Anyway, you have plans for this evening?"

"Why?" She asked, doing a mental inventory over the class work she did actually have to do.

"Well, after lunch we were going to have a small game of Quidditch," Blaise started, "and you promised that you would play this weekend!"

"Ron needs actual help not a game."

"That is actual help."

Rhyon smiled a rather forced smile, "of course I'll play." She answered, "how many people are playing?" She added as an after thought seeing the doors to the Great Hall approaching and knowing this would be the last time she saw Severus until dinner.

"Oh, well... Weasle, Weaslette and Potter for sure."

Rhyon rolled her eyes, "implying you don't find the girl attractive, B? Ok."

Blaise blushed, looking away, "piss off, Rhy." He muttered as he stalked in front of them jerking the doors opened. Draco laughed and dropped his arm, catching up with Blaise.

"Oops?" Rhyon said with a laugh, glancing at Severus who looked at her from the corner of his eyes.

"Your back hurts?"

"Yes," she answered, the two had slowed considerably not wanting to reach those doors.

"Are you good at Quidditch?"

"I am quite amazing on a broom."

"Why didn't you join the team?"

Rhyon waved her hand, "Dad's orders."

Severus pulled the doors opened glancing at her again with a playful look in his eyes, "next time wear a shirt, Lily Bell, it was quite hard to control myself to not strangle the two boys for looking at you the way they were."

Rhyon laughed, and she turned with a smile as she walked away, "have a good day Professor."

"You're going down, Graham!" Blaise yelled from across the pitch, zooming straight at her. Rhyon yelled and took off flying as fast as she could, the 2 hour game had ended a few minutes ago and Rhyon had the idea to scoop up a handful of mud from the ground, fly over to Blaise and Draco and throw it at them.

Draco who had seen it coming ducked, Blaise got the full blast. It only served him right, he had spent most of the game yelling warnings at Rhyon and Harry when the two started the mud slinging.

Rhyon was descending as Blaise was urging his broom faster, and she jumped down to the ground running outside of the pitch before looking at him with a smirk, "Ha! How about you hop off that broom, Blaise."

Blaise pulled up short so as not to collide with the invisible barrier at the edge of the pitch, glaring at the other. Rhyon laughed bending to scoop up another handful of mud, the others approaching them now on their feet.

"Don't you dare, Graham."

Rhyon's smile grew and she chucked the mud at him despite his warning, then she took off sprinting at the sound of his enraged scream. "I think he is actually mad," Ginny laughed as they followed after the two.

"I think you might be right, Weasley," Draco answered, smiling to himself watching the two.

Harry laughed, "she's a bit of a menace."

Draco chuckled and winced as the four of them approached, Blaise finally having caught up and pushed her. She slipped in the mud landing on her back before she grabbed him and pushed him into the mud. Ron was busy cheering Rhyon on, his fist pumping and Harry was laughing as he watched Blaise practically cry, "this is a cashmere shirt, Rhyon!"

"Oh heavens no, a cashmere shirt?" Rhyon teased him and wiped her muddy hands against his shirt, "Blaise I can only make it look better at this point."

"You little bi-!" Blaise sneered roughly pushed her, Rhyon yelled as she fell back into the mud laughing when she saw a handful of mud making it's way towards her face.

"Enough!" A voice cut through the laughter, and the four bystanders turned their eyes to see Severus standing at the school entrance.

Rhyon didn't even look up, and Blaise was frozen in place glaring down at her. "I'll get you back," he growled under his breath as he glowered at her. Rhyon was too busy laughing to even care.

Severus was closing the small distance quickly, "we weren't doing anything!" Ron exclaimed throwing his hands up in defense shying away from Severus' glare.

Draco reached forward pulling Blaise up, and Harry bent down helping the muddy Rhyon off the ground, "were you two fighting?" Severus asked standing tall as he looked down at Blaise, who was still angrily glaring.

"Bloody right we were," Blaise snapped.

"Language, Zambini." Severus scolded, "five points from Slytherin for the language."

"We weren't fighting!" Rhyon exclaimed, "art," she suggested with playful smile on her face finally looking at Severus.

Severus quirked a brow, wanting to smile but not able to. Something else he completely loved about her, her sense of humor and wit. "Art, Miss Graham?"

"Art, Professor Snape."

"What kind of art is this?"

Rhyon chuckled, and glanced at the still mad Blaise, "uh.. Interpretive, of course."

Draco burst out a laugh, shaking his head. "Rhy, stop."

Rhyon looked over her shoulder as if realizing they were still there, and a small blush crept up over her face - she had forgotten them and got lost up in the conversation, "so, you're telling me, this was not a fight at all? Not lying to me are you Miss Graham?"

"I would never," Rhyon covered her mouth mockingly, "especially to avoid a set of detentions or point deduction. It was interpretive dance, telling some story about anger and happiness, it really just depends on how you look at it."

"I see," Severus started, his eyes light as they looked at each other again, "get inside and cleaned up, I expect to see you all at dinner on time and no more fighting."

Blaise grunted and started stomping off, Rhyon caught his wrist, "see, best of friends," she added slipping under his arm as he walked, "knock it off Blaise."

"Piss off Rhyon."

Severus followed the 6 inside, watching as Rhyon and Blaise headed off to the dungeons and Draco over to the Slytherin table. He thought this was odd, because for the last month almost they ate dinner with the Gryffindors. But, perhaps Draco didn't want to go over there alone. Severus took his seat at the head table, "where were they Severus?"

"Playing outside, Miss Graham and Mister Zambini were having a mud fight that they claimed to be interpretive art." Severus chuckled, but fell short when Dumbledore looked at him with a raised brow.

"We don't tolerate fighting, here, Severus."

"I know, it wasn't a real fight. A mud fight," Severus started, cursing himself for his slip in demeanor it was easy to forget himself when he was near her, or thought about her for that matter.

Dumbledore looked at him again, before starting to eat. Severus sat back in his chair, picking up his glass of wine and taking a sip, his eyes scanning over the other noisy students as he picked up his fork, thoughts about how he would have to do better were all he could focus on.

Five minutes later Rhyon and Blaise entered the Great Hall together, the two smiling as they walked. She paused at the head of the Gryffindor table looking over at Draco who was having a conversation with a few other Slytherins, Severus watched as Blaise stood looking between the two seeming torn.

Rhyon said something and gave a nod towards the table, before she hurried down the Gryffindor table and took a seat. She was wearing a new outfit, a dark gray skirt with her Slytherin pullover, over top and her hair was in long, bouncy curls.

Severus only took his eyes off of her when he saw Draco and Blaise joining her. "Is it troublesome that the Gryffindors and the Slytherins are mingling?" McGonagall asked from the other side of Dumbledore looking over at the two.

Severus looked up taking a bite, "what are you implying, Minerva, that all Slytherins are bad?"

"Hardly, Severus, but we both know that the Malfoy family isn't quite a clean group."

Severus was about to answer when Dumbledore spoke, "I don't think we have to worry, I do think Miss Graham is helping both of the groups in more ways than we can understand right now. The way Harry talks about her, is like... I think he finally has something to believe in." Dumbledore spoke quietly, "we need him to have something to believe in, we have almost lost him more than once."

Severus cleared his throat, "I think they are just breaking the barriers that have been set up some time ago."

Minerva frowned slightly, "I don't think it is smart to encourage the boy to fall in love."

Dumbledore looked over at the table, "I don't know if it is the type of love you think it is, he just sees himself in her. The two have suffered greatly and that is a bond we can't begin to understand."

"Suffered greatly?" Severus asked, appearing nonchalantly as he turned to look at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore wore a sad looked as he looked between both of the Professors, "Rhyon Graham's father isn't someone too loving or caring and Harry can relate to that."

Severus nodded, sitting back int his chair and taking another bite his thoughts drifting to her once again.

"She is good at hiding at," he heard Minerva say softly before the topic was dropped, Severus just nodding in agreement.


"We need to get going!" Harry hissed looking away from the chiming clock, "it's two."

Rhyon nodded and closed up her book, "I got practically everything done and got ahead on a few subjects."

"I would hope so, Rhy," Harry said as he picked up his own bag and pulled out the map. "We've been down here since 7:00."

Rhyon smiled, "I am glad you find your friends as annoying as I do, sometimes, and we can have these moments."

Harry smiled silently and pulled out his cloak pulling it over himself, offering it to her as well. Rhyon ducked under the extended cloak and glanced at the map, "alright Filch is gone, let's go." She whispered and the two walked on quietly, to the staircase where they shared a brief hug.

"Be careful, Snape is heading down the dungeon corridor." Harry added before she ducked out.

Rhyon crept along the dark hallway, uncertain why Severus would be walking along the corridor. She just hoped she wouldn't get in trouble by him when he caught her, because from the way he was walking there were no hiding, she didn't want or expect special treatment just from their one night but she couldn't deny that she was kinda hoping he would turn the other cheek. Rhyon peeked around the corner, seeing him walking straight towards her. He was out of his robes, in just a pair of dark jeans and a white t-shirt his hair pulled back in a short pony tail. She blushed as she looked at him, unable to beat down the rather lewd thoughts she was having about the other and herself.

If only those others saw him out of robes, she couldn't help but think almost gloatingly as she looked at him curious which way he was going and hoping she wouldn't be caught. Severus turned, the light from his wand washing over her and he stopped short, "Lillian?" He said in shock.

"Uh," Rhyon looked at him and offered a small smile, "Severus."

"What are you doing?"

Rhyon tugged on her bag, "finishing up classwork that I didn't get to do yesterday, ya know." She looked at him after a moment, "what are you doing?"

Severus took a step back, "I couldn't sleep I was taking a stroll."

"At 2 in the morning, on the dot?" She asked with a small smirk, "is that so?"

"Yes, a stroll at 2 in the morning."

Rhyon stared at him, not wanting to let him go just yet, "want some company?"

Severus looked at her closely and then back down the hallway, he was scared to tell her he didn't want to get caught by Filch or the paintings because how could he explain this? "This is far enough for me," he told her after a moment.

Rhyon cleared her throat and gave a nod, "I'll just go, sorry Professor." She whispered feeling embarrassed and took a timid step around him.

"Would you, uh, walk me to my room?" He asked, looking at her. He didn't want her to go, that wasn't his intention he just didn't want to risk strolling about the castle with her.

Rhyon smiled, nodding, and took a bigger step as Severus turned to walk with her, noxing his wand. They approached his door and he said the password, "Obsidian," his door unlocked letting the two in.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" She asked quietly, once the door was shut behind her and slipped her bag off with a small groan.

"You shouldn't carry that many books, ya know?"

Rhyon chuckled, "I don't really have a choice, I have a lot of courses."

"I heard about that, how many are you taking?"

"8," she answered and walked over to the fireplace, wrapping her arms around herself as she stood in front of the warm fire.

Severus took a seat in the chair, watching her, "how come you are taking so many classes?"

"Well," Rhyon pulled a hand through her hair nervously, "I, uh, it's just what was decided, in order for me to take the courses I wanted I had to take the courses he wanted."

"Which courses did you want to take?"

"Alchemy and Ghoul Studies."

"And who is he?"

Rhyon looked up, away from the fire, her face sad as she looked up at him and shook her head, "I don't want to talk about those things."

"What things?"

"Severus, please," she whispered, holding herself tighter and turned nervously.

Severus let out a sigh, "I'm sorry, I won't bring it up."

"Why couldn't you sleep?" She asked, changing the subject.

Severus smiled to himself, she was a mystery, "I was thinking about you." This was not the answer Rhyon was expecting, she looked at him over her shoulder and blinked slowly almost shyly. "About how much I adore you, and want nothing more than to be with you all the time." He continued, answering her unasked question, "I want to know everything about you Lillian, everything." Rhyon narrowed her eyes, her shyness leaving as she turned to face him she knew he was hinting at the previous topic, "I won't ever judge you for anything you say to me, or do with me or are with me... Do you realize that?"

"It's 2 in the morning, Severus, should you be asleep?"

"Should you be asleep?"

Rhyon groaned, frustrated, "stop doing that, that's my thing."

Severus chuckled and leaned back in his chair, his leg crossed over the other, "tell me what you're thinking, please?"

"I'm thinking about how absolutely attractive you look in jeans and t-shirt." She admitted, "and how a glass of wine would be nice," she paused and her face lit up, "oh, and how much I hate the decor of your place."

Severus' laugh was quiet and short, his eyes smiling as he looked her over, "you can change it if you'd like sometime." Rhyon smiled as she sat on the edge of the fireplace, liking the way he said sometime. "I have wine, as well, if you'd like?"

"What are you thinking about, Severus?"

"About how much you hate the decor of my place," he started, "and a few questions I want to ask you but I don't want you to be scared of me, or scared to answer and how I'm jealous the fire is getting to warm you and I'm not."

Rhyon stretched her legs out, the skirt she wore was only at her knee and now that she was stretching her legs out it rose up to her mid thigh, Rhyon knew he was going back to the previous topic and she chewed on the inside of her lip as she thought it over, "ask me, I'll answer."

"Who were you talking about?"

"My father."

"What things were you talking about?"

Rhyon looked down at her shoes, bending over to unbuckle the strap of the heels, "the way he treats me," she said softly without looking at Severus. She slipped her left heel off, then worked on the right, "he likes to hit me when I'm bad, and control me all the time." She answered, slipping her other heel off.

Severus swallowed roughly, wishing he hadn't asked. Rhyon looked up at him seeming to be waiting for the next question. "Why?"

"Why does he? Because he's a piece of shit and doesn't know how to control his temper. Why do I.. let him? Stay? Deal with it?" She asked and sat up straight pulling the pullover over her head, "I don't deal with it, I tend to make it worse with my attitude and mouth. Where else am I going to go? I'm only 16, Severus, I have to wait another year. And I don't let him - he just does it. Sometimes when I am asleep I wake up to it, sometimes he just catches me off guard." She cleared her throat, "it's been different since I started standing up for myself, it's mostly verbal abuse now or when I really mess up he'll hit me across the face."

Severus looked away, he was angry. He was hurt for her, she didn't deserve that. No child did, honestly, but especially her. She was perfect. "Is that why you and Potter are so close?"

Rhyon lifted a shoulder, a bit thrown off by that question, "I didn't realize he had been through something similar? We don't talk all that much," she answered, "and when we do it is always about school, classes and courses. We just have a bond, I guess. We're close."

"What about the other two, Draco and Blaise?"

Rhyon chuckled, "are you jealous Severus?"

"I am curious."

"Draco is a good guy, and an ever better friend. I suppose I should say, he is my type but not exactly, I wouldn't think twice about being with him. Blaise is not my type at all though the boy is completely obsessed with me." Rhyon folded her pullover and sat it next to her on the fireplace before she started unbuttoning her blouse starting at the top.

"What do you mean Draco is your type?"

Rhyon chuckled, looking at Severus properly as her fingers moved along her buttons, "he's attractive, he's fit, he's got a great sense of humor and a nice voice, he's strong, reliable, independent, honest." She shrugged as the blouse exposed her body, "he's everything I like."

"What makes him not exactly your type?"

"Isn't that obvious?" She asked before pulling an arm out of the blouse, "he's not old enough I like... you, Severus and not just for your dashing looks and dry humor."

"My age?"

"Were you insecure about that?" She pulled both arms out, putting the blouse down over the pullover.

"I mean," Severus started and cleared his throat, "I wasn't insecure about it, as much as I was - ya know... it is a question I had, yes."

"Severus and all the questions," Rhyon said softly, "when is it my turn?"

"You can ask me anything you want, I've told you that numerous times."

Rhyon nodded and untucked her cami, pulling it over head so all that was left concealing her top was her bra. "Who was she?"

"What?"

"Who was she?" Rhyon asked again, looking at him properly.

"You mean who I've been with before?"

"No, who do you spend so much time trying to forget?"

Severus wasn't sure how to answer this, he hadn't expected this question either. Of all the questions she could have asked, of all the things she could have picked up on... It was this? "Her name was Lily Evans, she was Harry's mother." Rhyon sat quietly listening, "I fell in love with her when I was young, and she with me until someone funnier, fitter, better came along and was interested in her too." He answered her softly, "I thought my life was over, and that is honestly something you never forget? But, I'm older now, I know she and I wouldn't have worked, but sometimes what if still creeps up in my mind."

"Why wouldn't you have worked?"

"We were different, she was a good person. A great person. Always saw the absolute best in everyone, without a doubt. She also was very driven in school." Severus smiled softly, "kind of like you, though she didn't take on as much as you do and she had almost zero talents or hobbies outside of her boyfriend and those are things that you don't grow out of. She liked to be in groups, she liked having expensive things, she liked guys flocking around her but we didn't laugh at the same jokes and we didn't like the same things." Severus shrugged, sadly, "we were different, but too different. Things would have grown stale, we would have grown apart."

"Have you ever tried to get to know Harry?"

"No, it was too much to ask of me - so I had thought, at the time." Severus shrugged, "I watch him from afar though, I see."

"He's not like her," Rhyon said softly, "he's absolute trash at school, but he does try hard and he has loads of talents and hobbies, and I've never seen him grow obsessed with anyone or anything nor have I heard about it in the past." Rhyon continued, "he doesn't like groups or people staring at him, he has no taste for expensive things I mean he thinks Draco is a spoilt prat and he's right. His humor could improve but it isn't too bad either." She shrugged, "I don't know what James Potter was like all that much, of course, but Harry isn't like his mother too much."

Severus shook his head, "not like his dad either."

"I'll tell you Severus, growing up scared if you're going to be able to eat or scared of being hit... It changes a person."

"I'm sorry you know that, Lillian." Severus answered sadly, and looked up to see her standing.

"What else do you want to ask?"

Severus tilted his head watching her closely, "why do you hate the way I have the place decorated so much?"

Rhyon chuckled, as she stood up fully giving her arms a small stretch. "I don't hate the decorations, I hate the fact you feel like this is all you deserve." She was moving across the room towards him, walking slowly as she looked around, "it feels dead in here," she admitted and turned her eyes to his as she approached him her fingers tapping the waistband of her skirt before it pulled at the side zipper stopping in front of him, "and you're alive Severus, so very alive."

Severus blinked at her, watching closely and she looked down at him before pressing her hand against his shoulder and pushing him back into the chair her legs sliding up into the chair and she straddled his legs. He sat still, tilting his head back as she moved into place, her bottom sitting on his lap, her hands moved through his hair and pulling it out of it's short ponytail.

Severus actually felt nervous and he couldn't remember the last time he felt this type of nervous. This level of nerves that seemed to be taking over his body, he closed his eyes when he felt her lips on his cheek and he relaxed into the seat, into her touches. Her hands were moving softly over his face, down his neck, across his shoulders, and down his arms taking his wrist she lifted his arms to press his hands to her body.

Severus' fingers splayed out and across her back as if he was holding onto for the life she said he had. The moment she pressed his hands to her body he relaxed, it was all he had needed all day. To feel her, to be near her, to have her. He was back, he came rushing in like a breath.

He trailed his hands up her back, his right hand wrapping around her neck and directing her down to his lips, they moved hard against each other. His lips pressed to hers in a heated kiss, his mouth opening against hers tasting the hot breath she pushed out before his tongue slipped out and licked her bottom lip, she gasped again her hands pulling too hard in his hair almost made him wince, doing his best to remind himself she was just inexperienced and that wouldn't help the situation, to scold her. Severus pulled back slightly, "Lillian," he whispered as his left hand moved down her body and over the curve of her hip before following the curve of her butt and he cupped the curve with a small squeeze.

Rhyon shivered, loosening her hold on his hair and flashed her eyes open her bright blue eyes meeting his dark eyes curiously, she felt her blush growing as she tilted her head back. Severus watched her focusing on him and gave her a serious look, "this is what you want?" He whispered quietly, he wanted to make sure. He wanted to make absolutely sure.

Rhyon nodded as she swallowed, pulling her bottom with her teeth giving it a soft bite. He couldn't help but think about her running away just this morning, or last night the two not quite doing everything he, for one, would have liked before she pulled away. He didn't want to push her, but he didn't want to make himself stop either.

"Yes," she finally answered, her eyes searching his and her hands cupped his cheek.

Severus gave a small nod, and kissed her softly feeling her body push up against him. He gripped her ass with both hands before trailing his hands down her thighs, then his right moved under her skirt and his fingers brushed against her panties. Rhyon jumped slightly, her body growing hot as she stayed pressed against him. He moved his right up more and trailed his long, middle finger up and against her panties.

Rhyon squirmed, jumping again and Severus smiled at the way she whimpered even though he knew it was from embarrassment, something he would have to change. Rhyon stayed still, and when Severus peeked at her, he saw her staring straight ahead her face seemed to be pulled in calculation, he cleared his throat as if he demanded her attention but Rhyon didn't look down she stayed still biting her bottom lip.

Severus furrowed his brow, shifting as he scooted closer to the edge of the chair shifting her as well. She started at that and her hands gripped his shoulders looking down at him curiously, "what?"

"Hello," he whispered standing, keeping her body pressed to his and carrying her with him as he walked her to the bedroom, "you deserve a bed and not a chair."

Rhyon looked after him, then back to him when she heard the door open, "I'm nervous." She admitted and Severus was happy to see she was still being honest with him.

"I know," Severus smiled, "I can feel it." She leaned sitting her on the bed, him standing over her once she seated on the edge, "know what that means?"

Rhyon shook her head, looking up at him, "what?"

Severus trailed a fingers down the side of her face, and bent down pressing his lips to her ear, "that means I get to spend some time relaxing you."

"O-oh?"

Severus dropped to his knees before her, pulling his hands through her dark auburn hair then gave her a soft push on her shoulder, "lay back," he whispered and watched as she did quickly. Severus moved slowly, his hands sliding up her thighs before gripping the bottom of her skirt and giving it a small tug, sliding it down her legs and off. Then he wrapped his hands around the back of her knees and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed laying her legs over his shoulders.

"T-this isn't relaxing," she whispered and Severus looked up to see her hands gripping each other over her stomach, her legs quivered.

"Tell me to stop at anytime," he whispered up at her and pressed his lips to her inner thigh of her left leg, his right hand pressed against panties she wore sliding against the silky material before he pushed her legs apart and lent forward, kissing her over the silky panties.

Rhyon gasped and he watched her bring her hand to her mouth, as if covering it. Severus couldn't help but chuckle, his tongue sliding out against the panties, licking up and then back down them. With his right thumb pressed to the panties and sliding them to the side, his right palm pressing flat against her pelvis.

Severus trailed his tongue along the side of her opening, Rhyon gasped audibly and he slid his tongue up her opening before he closed his mouth against her clit giving it a small suck. He was surprised to see it was swollen already almost like it was just waiting for him, he kissed the bud giving it a suck and lick and Rhyon squirmed against the bed gasping when his tongue trailed down the opening of her pussy, and between it to taste her.

She arched her back against the bed, one of her legs fell from his shoulder and he pressed his thumb over her clit with a small circular motion, "o-oh." He heard her murmur and looked up at her, his tongue flat against her and pulling up as he pulled back.

Rhyon was looking up at the ceiling, with a flushed face and an open mouth as his thumb moved in the slow circular motion, he watched her captivated at the way her hands were gripping her chest over her bra. Captivated at the way she was ground her hips down against his thumb, his palm pressed harder against her pelvis and his thumb moved down from her clit to slide into her opening, he pushed his thumb into her tight, wet velvety folds and looked down seeming shocked at that, then she blushed brightly when their eyes met.

She jerked her head away, looking to the side as her body flushed and Severus raised up off the ground his thumb moving in and out of her slowly as he moved. "You're stunning," he whispered as he leaned over her, Rhyon looked at him with a small giggle and he pressed his lips to hers with a small kiss. "Touch me?"

She pressed shaking hands to his chest, over his shirt and she slipped them down as far as she could his body disappointed she couldn't reach the edge of the shirt and touch his body. Severus pulled his thumb out of her and allowed her to sit up as he stuck it in his mouth enjoying the way her eyes widened as she watched him, she finally gripped the edge of his shirt and tugged it up before her fingers moved against his skin sliding over the soft skin slowly and feeling him as he stood before her.

She couldn't tell if he seemed nervous or was just enjoying her touches, she swallowed roughly and moved her hands out to wrap around his hips and give them a small squeeze before sliding her fingers through the belt loops of his jeans, "I just never imagined you in a pair of jeans." Severus smiled at her giggle and took a step forward until his knees hit the bed. She unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled them apart giving them a small push so he would take them off. Severus bent to push them down then stepped out of them, the bed dipped beneath his leg when he pressed down on it crawling up and over her.

He tangled his right hand through her long hair and pulled her to him for a kiss, taking her lips in his own roughly and his left hand pushed her panties down. She lifted her hips so he could slide them down her bottom and pressed herself up against him, biting his bottom lip lightly. Severus gave a playful growl at the feeling of her teeth, liking it far too much and he grabbed her up by the hips as he pushed her up the bed.

"Severus," she breathed out when he sat her back down, her legs sliding open. "Please?"

Severus almost passed out, he looked down at her seeing her begging for him her legs open so wantonly, he slid down between her legs and grabbed his wand whispering a protection charm before he pushed himself against her slicked opening and teased her. Rhyon looked at him carefully, biting her bottom lip when he pushed her legs flat with a strong hold, "say it again."

"Please?" She whispered, their eyes locked and he pushed right in without any other warning. "Ah," she yelped quite loudly and Severus looked down alarmed, seeing tears sprang to her eyes.

"What?" He asked, loosening his hold and looking at her with concern as she raised a hand to wipe a tear away. Rhyon blushed deeply and looked down between them, her face red and body quivering, "are you a virgin?"

Rhyon took a deep breath, "I was, until about two seconds ago." She answered giving a small smile the pain having subsided now.

Severus did not see the humor in that, at all, he narrowed his eyes, "you should have told me!"

"You could have asked."

"I," Severus came up short at that, and started to pull out suddenly feeling not so in the mood, but Rhyon wrapped both legs around his waist and kept him in. "Lillian, please."

"Severus, I don't imagine first times typically end this way." She gave him a look, almost pleading. "I would like for this to be a thing," she whispered, "please."

Severus flushed lightly, looking down at her, "I should have asked, I am sorry."

"Stop, really." She groaned, "you're honestly ruining the mood."

"I think your yelp of pain ruined the mood, Lillian." Severus said, clearly done for the time being.

Rhyon sighed and dropped her legs so Severus could pull out, her face falling as he pulled away. Severus did just that, he pulled out slowly, watching her wince a moment before she rolled over on the bed and moved to get up, Severus sat back and watched as she walked away from him to the bathroom.

He stood up once the door was closed and picked up his clothing, changing into a hair of sleeping pants before dimming the lights and waving his wand to remake the bed. He was getting under the covers when she walked out, her bra now off and she lay it on the chair, "you can wear one of my shirts, if you'd like Lillian."

"Oh, I'm good," she spoke and looked a bit more confident than she had five minutes ago, and she hurried across the cold room and crawled under the covers of his bed, pressing herself up against him. "Mm, I'm glad you're warm."

"Are you okay?"

"Perfect," she said with a small yawn, and laid her cheek against his chest, her hand tracing his side as he held her close to him.

Severus looked down uncertainly, but dropped it when he saw her eyes starting to close. He lay back quietly watching her as she dozed off, how could you think that? Just because she made a few comments about guys and herself. Severus scolded himself quietly, how could he have been so careless to just assume that she had, had sex before? How could he have done that to her? She was just so beautiful, so well versed in so many things he had just thought she had at least tried it once or twice. But, to a 16 year old kissing and messing around was quite a push especially in a school like this. He had been inconsiderate and naïve and he had treated her quite unfair.

Severus sighed, frowning at himself and vowing to take everything at a much different slower pace not even realizing he was wanting there to be an everything but he did. He wanted more.

So. Much. More.


A/N: So, like I said this isn't a real story type fic as much as it will just be a bunch of one shots I've been working on with this OC. So I'll update every now and then with stories and dabbles and stuff when I get around to it and think up things.

Review and enjoy!

~Kiz