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Chapter 3: Keep trying

Severus Snape

I don't know why I spoke these exact words to Minerva McGongall; I think I tried to convince Minerva that Leyviena was okay. I never knew what it was like to have a mother worrying about you. Mine was never that kind of mother. She was a depressed woman that could never get over her own trouble and a bad marriage to take care of her son. That was the way I remembered my mother today. It wasn't as negative as I saw my father, but I was sure that I wouldn't choose to spend time with my mother.

Minerva looked less worried about Leyviena now. Was I right to say Leyviena was okay? Could I truly know what someon was like by only taking one look at her? Then I remembered another thing Minerva had said.

When she sees beauty in someone, she doesn't let go. She's a bull dog you know. Very trust worthy.

Had she seen beauty in me? And if she saw beauty in me, was she right to see it? I wanted to think about something else. Minerva turned to me once again.
"I haven't been able to contact Luke Evans," Minerva said. "That is strange. Luke was always someone I could contact."
"Who's Luke?"

"He's her husband."

Leyviena had a husband? From nowhere a heavy feeling came to me. A husband, someone that reminded me of Lily had a husband. I should be satisfied that she hadn't been stolen from me as Lily had. I felt that dark jealousy come to me. The same feeling that I had for Potter.
"I was able to contact him six months ago. The last moment I had contact with Leyla and after that moment communication with the two of them got weird. Almost like she was trying to hide something from me."
"How can you be sure?" I looked at her. "She could have been unwilling to tell you something."

"Leyla tells me everything. She…" She seemed confused, almost like she was thinking about my words. Was she trying to think about what Leyviena hadn't told her? And if she was, what had the girl not told her?

Leyviena McGonagall

A piercing scream, then cold silence.

I stopped counting how much nightmares I had this evening alone. It's three in the morning; I don't think I've slept for more than an hour. I feel exhausted, but the same blurry images appear in front of my eyes. So close that I know they are there. So far that they will never appear sharp. I don't know where they're from if I knew I could handle the issue in front of me. I stand up and walk towards the mirror. A week in Hogwarts and these nightmares have come to me.

I move my hair away from my face, the bags under my eyes are heavily visible. I close my eyes for just a second. What is the matter with you? Sometimes I feel there something I was trying to remember, but I couldn't. I didn't know if I had enough energy to teach my class this morning, but I hardly dared to ask my mother to take them. I never wanted to show weakness towards her. It had been a while since I had given her detailed information about my life. I don't know what I had kept a secret from her. And somehow I felt that I had secrets from myself.

I walked to breakfast that morning. I kept hearing the piercing scream in my mind, but the picture became blurrier every time. I sat down for a moment I felt my eyes closing up.
"Party last night?" Hagrid smiled at me. Then it seemed that he got worried. "Ley, you look pale."
"Some of us choose for a decent night of sleep." Severus Snape sat down next to me. "Right, McGongall? I see you didn't…"

I felt like saying something, yet I couldn't say anything. I simply watched him. I don't know what he was thinking about me. And for a moment I didn't realy care.

Severus Snape

When I gave that snappy comment about how late she stayed up, I noticed that she didn't look tired from a late night. Something else was going on. She looked at me with those piercing blue eyes. Maybe for some ,people it wasn their biggest dream, to me it wasn't. She took some milk and drank it.

"You look sick," Hagrid said as he watched her. She shook her head and answered that she would be okay. In my mind, I wanted to worry about her. It was my job as a teacher to worry about my collegeues. But I knew that one feeling could grow to another and make me fall for her.

After a half hour, she stood up. She lifted her hand to her head as she seemed to fall back just a bit. That moment I did something without thinking, I stood up and put my hand behind her. She fell towards it, and that moment she looked at me. Oh those blue eyes, they weren't green. Some part of me was glad they weren't green. I couldn't be crazy about two pairs of green eyes. I don't know how long I kept my arms around her. For a moment I wanted to pull her closer to me.
"Thank you, Severus." She smiled.
"If you want I have an Invigoration Draught brewed, you look like you need it."

"I could." She smiled.

She walked with me to the dungeons, for the first few minutes she didn't say a word. It seemed that she still tried to wake up some more. After that, she started to speak.
"I'm so glad you want to help me, I couldn't sleep last night. I keept having nightmares; I can't sleep form more than ten minutes. I don't know where they're coming from. Everything is blurry. And I…" I opened the door to my class room and went to my personal office. I pulled a few viles from my closet and handed it to her. She smiled and threw her arms around my neck. I could smell her hair in that instant, roses. Why did she have to smell this good? Was this a punishment for what I did in my past? She had a husband; I wishpered to herself. But where was this husband?

She hugged me a bit to long and slowly pushed her away. She apologized. She said she overstepped her boundries. I wanted to hug her again, but I needed to stop myself. I needed to remind that this could only end in pain for the both of us.
"you don't need to thank me."
"So do you ever smile?"

"Never."

"Maybe you've never had a reason." She took the viles from me. "But if there is one thing I can make people do, it's smile. Call it a talent."
A quirky smile appeared on her face as she moved past me. She stepped from the room and somehow I felt that light left the room right that moment.


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