He would have liked to say that it all started on a dark and stormy night in the Dungeons.
He would have liked to say that it had been an instantaneous connection.
He would have liked to say that he had remained in control of himself; that she had offered herself to him first.
He also would have liked to say that there were no sappy nicknames involved.
Unfortunately for Severus Snape, he never got what he liked.
Fortunately for Severus Snape, he always got what was good for him.
She started calling him "Russ" in private, having decided that "Sev" and all of its derivatives were far too insipid.
He beat down her door the morning of one particularly abandoned Christmas at Hogwarts and begged his way into her bed. However, it didn't take much begging, once he'd managed to stop stuttering and get his point across.
He had never noticed her before her sixth year. Neither a Gryffindor to be tormented, nor a Slytherin to be favored, she also neither failed nor excelled at Potions.
It all began one sunny afternoon in a fourth-floor corridor, when an irate Severus Snape (Slytherin had just lost to Gryffindor-- again) slammed right into and fell on top of a wide-eyed Luna Lovegood.
He would have liked to say that it had been an instantaneous connection.
He would have liked to say that he had remained in control of himself; that she had offered herself to him first.
He also would have liked to say that there were no sappy nicknames involved.
Unfortunately for Severus Snape, he never got what he liked.
Fortunately for Severus Snape, he always got what was good for him.
She started calling him "Russ" in private, having decided that "Sev" and all of its derivatives were far too insipid.
He beat down her door the morning of one particularly abandoned Christmas at Hogwarts and begged his way into her bed. However, it didn't take much begging, once he'd managed to stop stuttering and get his point across.
He had never noticed her before her sixth year. Neither a Gryffindor to be tormented, nor a Slytherin to be favored, she also neither failed nor excelled at Potions.
It all began one sunny afternoon in a fourth-floor corridor, when an irate Severus Snape (Slytherin had just lost to Gryffindor-- again) slammed right into and fell on top of a wide-eyed Luna Lovegood.