Gift Or Torture?

Chapter Four

Meeting The Others

Severus POV

Who was this young man? He was ice cold! And it felt as if someone was trying to enter my mind. I know I raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

After he left, Ginny had started supper. Thank Merlin Molly Weasley taught her how to cook. "Ginny, stay away from him," I warned. Something was there; I just couldn't put my finger on it. The way the young man moved was too planned, too graceful.

She stopped dead and looked at me. "What? Why?"

"He's dangerous."

"Severus Snape, I think you spent too many years as a spy. You think everyone is dangerous!"

"Are you telling me you do feel a need to run from him?"

"No! He's good, I can tell."

"This from the girl who thought that Voldemort was her best friend and that she had something real with Draco Malfoy. Why am I not surprised?"

"Relax, he's very nice. He only came here because I couldn't stand the idea of trying to sit in an upright position any more today. Besides, what man in his right mind would have any interest in a pregnant woman?"

I shook my head. "There's a reason you have so many brothers..."

The look on her face was one of disgust. "Mum and Dad only had sex six times! Once of each of us."

"Once is all it takes," Severus replied drolly.

"Could we talk about something else? I'm losing my appetite. By the way, where were you last night?"

"I needed to Apparate over to England for a bit. How did the interview go?"

"Awful. I felt like I should have been honored they agreed to meet me and that if they took the baby I would be the lucky one. I left after about twenty minutes. I'm beginning to wonder if it's a bad idea to have a Muggle couple raise a Pure blood baby! I can't imagine how that couple would react to getting a letter from Hogwarts!"

"Trust me, Ginny; there is a couple out there for your baby, and they will have no problem with the fact that she is a witch."

JPOV

I had stopped for a quick drink before heading to the house. When I pulled off the main road, Carlisle met me coming up the drive. "You're later than normal."

"I spent some time with her today," I stated, maybe a little too excitedly.

"Did you feel any lust for her blood?"

"No, nothing. I stopped at a mall to check and see if I still had it. It only seems to be her. I paid attention to all of my senses, and nothing appears to be wrong with her."

"Jasper, I would like to meet her, and have the others meet her, too. Let's see if she has the same effect on the rest of us."

I was unsure of how to convince her to come here, or how the others would react. "I think we need to tell the others what's happening."

The next few days were sunny, so I was unable to invite her to the house. I found the days were long, and in all my years of living this life I had never looked forward to being around humans. Now I watched the weather for a break from the sun. This area was not the best for our kind because there was a lot of sun. My classes were chosen because it was easy to get to them without being outside too much; however, getting to the university could be a problem at times.

As the fourth day of not being in class began, I was starting to feel abnormal. I had been depressed before, but this was not like that. I began to think about heading to Alaska to see if a change was in order. Maybe I had had enough of taking classes I didn't need.

GPOV

For six days now Jasper hadn't come to class. I was beginning to think he dropped the class. I wondered how this would affect my final assignment. While I didn't need these classes, I still wanted to do well in them. Severus had done a lot of work to get me into them, I felt I owed it to him to do well.

Finally, on the seventh day, I saw him standing in his usual spot. I made my way to him. "Hi!" I happily greeted him.

He gave me a warm smile in return. "Hello, Miss Ginevra."

I couldn't believe how that one innocent statement made my knees go weak. "Where have you been?"

He looked at me for a second. "A family thing came up."

"Oh. I was beginning to think you dropped the class," I admitted. "I mean, you missed a lot of stuff."

"I know. I was actually hoping you might be willing to help me out. Would you be able to come over to my place and help me catch up?"

"I could just give you my notes," I offered.

"Are you that excited about spending another evening with your old teacher?" he teased.

"No, I guess not. Sure, what can it hurt?"

After class, we headed to his car. In the car park he led me right to the passenger door. Before he opened it, he trapped me between the car and his arms. He looked into my eyes; they were so intense. He then smiled at me. "I should warn you; I like to speed."

I almost lost my tongue as the idea of flying on a broom rushed through my head. "You might be surprised at the adrenaline rush I like!"

He swallowed hard and paused for half a second, then moved me gently out of the way and opened the door for me. He helped me get into his car that sat low to the ground; not the type of car a pregnant woman should be getting in and out of!

Before I knew it, we were speeding out of the car park. "We live a fair way out of town," he explained.

"Back home, we live in the country, but it is walking distance from town."

I was a little surprised at how he weaved in and out of traffic, but I loved it! It was like playing Quidditch.

"So what kind of adrenaline rushes do you like?" he asked as he looked over at me.

I knew there was no way to explain to a Mugglethe rush playing Quidditch gave me. "Well, you know I'm telling the truth because I'm not freaking out now. This is close to what I'm used to, but before we leave the city I think I need to stop to use the loo."

It didn't take long before he stopped at a gas station. However, I knew right away I was in trouble. "I hate to say this, but I'm going to need some help getting out of this car."

He was out of the car and around to my side quite quickly. I couldn't help but notice how strong he was, but his hands were cold.

After we continued on, I was surprised we weren't pulled over by the police; we were driving almost as fast as the car could go. When we pulled up to the house, I thought it looked like a castle crossed with a log cabin. I was in love with the house immediately; it was all wood and stone with lots of windows.

We walked up the steps to the door. "I should warn you; I think most of my family is here today," he said.

"Good. Any extra help you can get for this class, the better. If they're anything like my family, they will be willing to tell me all kinds of embarrassing stories about you as a child. All that insight on what makes you you."

"That's not fair! I don't have the same advantage."

"Well, whoever said life was fair?" I asked. He then opened the door. Inside the home was an open concept. There was a winding staircase and a living room and one could see the dining room as well. The room almost had a round feel to it. "This is beautiful," I gushed.

"Esme will love to hear you say that. Let's get the introductions over with. Everyone?" he called out.

"Geez, man! Why so loud?" asked a dark haired guy as he came in the room. He was built much like Charlie, just a little bigger. "Oh man, sorry."

"Emmett, this is a friend of mine, Ginevra Weasley. Ginny, this is my brother Emmett."

"Ginny," he greeted me warmly. "I hope you don't mind, but you look more relaxed than a Ginevra would be."

"Emmett, nice to meet you."

Then a beautiful blond entered the room and wrapped her arms around Emmett.

"This is Rosalie," Jasper said.

"Your twin sister, right? I have twin brothers."

"You must be Ginny. Jasper mentioned you." She smiled at me, then looked over at Jasper. "You didn't tell me she was pregnant." She seemed a little upset. She looked back at me. "How far along are you?" The warm returned for me.

"28 weeks."

"You must be so excited," she said as I noticed Jasper shake his head.

"It's fine, Jasper. I plan to give up the baby," I explained to Rosalie.

"These are my parents, Carlisle and Esme." He directed my attention to the other side of the room.

The couple were standing with their arms wrapped around each other, making me feel that they truly were in love. He had blond hair and she looked as if she should be a mother. I could see she, Jasper, and Rosalie all had the same eye color.

"Esme, Carlisle, this is Ginevra Weasley. She is in one of my classes and we were planning on going over what I have missed in class over the last week."

"Ginevra, it's lovely to have you in our home," Esme greeted me warmly.

"Thank you, and this home is beautiful."

"Thank you. So, you're from Britain? I was born in London," Carlisle said as he shook my hand. "Sorry, all my patients say my hands are cold."

"Well, you know the old saying; cold hands, warm heart," I smiled warmly at him.

"We should get down to covering what I missed, "Jasper declared.

"Jasper, where are your manners?" Esme scolded. "Ginny, would you like something to drink? I'm afraid Carlisle and I are going out for dinner; otherwise, I would ask you to have dinner with us."

"That's fine. Besides, I don't really eat much these days. The baby is not leaving much room for food! I guess it's good that I haven't had much interest in eating lately."

"Does you doctor know that?" Carlisle asked.

"Carlisle is a doctor," Jasper offered.

"Yes, he just said to try to eat even if I'm not interested," I explained. "You try eating when you're looking at your food and you would really rather not eat what's in front of you."

Small waves of laughter echoed through the room; it was almost as if I hit upon a private joke. "We all have been there once or twice."

"Did I or did I not tell you to stay away from him?" Severus griped at me.

"Really, Severus! We went to his home and I met his family. He even had his adoptive father trade cars with him because his car was not the best for a pregnant woman. If he was bad and evil I doubt he would care about whether I was comfortable or not."

"You met his family? What were they like?" His tone now indicated curiosity.

I mentally searched for what he wanted to hear. "They were nice...normal, I guess. He, his sister, and aunt all have the same color eyes... come to think of it, they all did. His uncle / father is a doctor at the children's hospital. I don't know what you're thinking of."

"Ginny," he stressed, "when I met him, I felt as if he was trying to enter my mind. Please, don't trust him, and if you're going to insist, carry your wand at the very least."

"Severus, I think you're overreacting, but I understand. For all the years you spent living as you did, this must be just like breathing."

A/N- This was one of the few chapters that will be done in more than one point of view.

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