-1 Snape looked at her again, he'd been doing that a lot lately. He doubted he'd looked at one student over the length of one year as much as he'd looked at her in a few short lessons. She was of an average height for a girl her age. Her shoulder length brown hair which she'd obviously tried to dye blond, often fell like a curtain to hide her face, her deep blue eyes tinged with grey looked almost green in the dim light of the dungeon. She looked strong in many ways, yet seemed like a girl who'd feel beautifully soft to touch, hold, kiss… Snape blinked in surprise then frowned in slight confusion; he had no idea what had brought on the thought of kissing his student. It was true she was attractive, Even Harry Potter's swollen head had been turned by her, but Snape's attention wasn't caught because he felt for her, he didn't even desire her, he knew little about her, and that intrigued him. His students were usually remarkably easy to read, but not her. He favoured her with one more glance as he dismissed his class. Alex Roberts, the enigma.