Chapter 5: A rainy night
The days passed and Mirielle realized she was not succeeding in discarding her feelings for Snape. She often caught herself noticing different aspects of him. Like the elegant way he had of walking, and the movements of his hands, they were the thing she liked most about him. She also loved listening to his different tones of voice, and seeing the different menacing looks he could give with his ever deep eyes. But that didn't make her happy; yes for some reason she had stop cutting, probably because she was now being true to her emotions, but, to her ever growing annoyance, she felt sad knowing that he would never think of her as she thought of him.
It was already night time and she decided to take a walk in the moonlight. It was raining outside so she got really wet but she didn't mind it was not cold, and she loved to get wet with the rain. She was calmly walking around the lake and she was getting close to the forbidden forest. She started spinning and having fun with the puddles the rain was making, she didn't really had a childhood so this was how she subconsciously compensated that lost time.
She was busy having fun and for that reason she didn't notice that Snape had just exited to the grounds as well. He was headed to the forbidden forest to look for potion ingredients. He often did it while it was raining because most of the wild animals were shielding themselves from the rain and that way he could spend more time looking for ingredients than fighting them off. As he approached the forbidden forest he saw a moving figure. As he got closer he realized it was Mirielle and his heart was pounding really fast. He thought she was a fallen angel under the rain, the moonlight was illuminating her body and her wet hair was nicely cascading down in her back and when she turned around he noticed it look much better surrounding her beautiful moonlight-illuminated face. She didn't notice he was there; he got control of himself and walked straight into the forest.
He spend two hours looking for the ingredients he was missing, and the image of her dancing under the rain just didn't left his mind. Meanwhile she was sitting close to the lake just watching the view. She decided she had been out too long and decided to take one last walk around the lake and head back.
She was walking absentmindedly and she was really close to the forbidden forest and suddenly something came out from it and she bumped into that something with a gasp, she didn't knew what it was so she was really scared. She looked up and saw it was Professor Snape.
He was looking down at her and their eyes met. A shiver ran down her spine. She saw how the moonlight illuminated his face, and how his hair shined. She noticed his sensual lips and bitted her own. She saw as he lowered his gaze to see the way she bitted them and the way she sooth them with her tongue. She could feel his heart pounding against her and her heart was not behaving any differently. Their faces were moving closer to each other.
Suddenly she took a step back and that action broke the trance between them. She was blushing, and didn't knew what came over her.
"First Mss. Beaumont, you should watch were you are going; second, may I ask what are you doing out here so late?" he asked.
"Sorry for bumping into you Professor, and well… I came out for a walk and apparently I lost track of the time. I shall head for the castle now. Do you want any help with that bag?" she asked trying to change the subject.
He looked at the bags with the different ingredients and for some reason he accepted her help and handed her a couple. They headed towards the castle and as they entered he cast a drying spell on both of them. They headed toward the dungeons, and were now in front of the classroom door.
"Thank you for your help Mss. Beaumont you may leave."
"What help? I haven't done anything. Let me help you put away the ingredients."
He didn't wanted her close any longer, but he accepted her help once again not knowing the reason of why he was actually accepting. He leaded her towards the place were he stored his ingredients. She saw they were organized alphabetically. She climbed a three step stair he had, he gave her the ingredients and she stored them. She stored the last ingredient and as she took a step to climb down she lost her balance and fell on top of Snape, bringing them both stumbling to the ground.
She landed on top of him her palms on each side of his head. She stared down at him and their eyes met once again. She was lost in the depth of his eyes. This time she couldn't control herself and lowered her head and touched Snape's lips with her own; soon after they were kissing.
She wanted something deeper and brushed her tongue against his bottom lip by instinct. He opened his mouth and darted his tongue inside of her mouth and as the kiss deepened she moaned. Mirielle had never kissed anyone before so this feeling was like heaven to her.
She suddenly realized what was happening and in the middle of the kiss she opened her eyes wide at the same time he broke the kiss pushing her off slightly, she stood up hastily, liking and then absentmindedly touching her swollen lips.
Snape stood up as well fixing his robes.
They both stood there looking at each other horrified.
"I'm sorry Professor, I didn't mean to…" she said her voice trembling
"What in the world is wrong with you, you stupid girl? I'm not about to be the recipient of a hormone crazed girl's misplaced passions." He hissed dangerously angry.
Instead of hurting or frightening her, those words made Mirielle extremely angry.
Without warning Mirielle raised her hand and slapped Snape in the face.
Soon after her eyes flew wide and she raised the hand to her mouth, as Snape flinched back as she raised her hand in that manner again.
"Why do I always do that?" She asked out loud
"Apparently you are an extremely short tempered person." said Snape glaring at her.
Mirielle looked at him and returned the glare.
"You deserved it. You have no right to call me stupid no matter what the situation might have been. And what do you mean by hormone crazed? You are making it sound as if I were a female dog during her period… in case you didn't know that is extremely insulting." she said and even though she was as angry as she have ever been she didn't raised her voice, but it sounded really dangerous.
"Mss. Beaumont do, you realized you just slapped a Teacher?" asked Snape in a dangerous low voice.
Mirielles eyes narrowed as she took a step towards Snape saying:
"In case you didn't noticed… I… don't …care." She said with an air of 'I have a feeling I'm about to do it again.' "That is the least of my worries now I mean I just kiss…" she suddenly stop as she remembered.
She raised a hand to her forehead and looked at her Professor. Then without warning she burst out laughing really hard.
"Would you mind explaining what in the world has taken over you now?" said Snape not believing the situation he was just in. He had passed through impossibly weird and frightening situations but he had to admit he had never been involved in one as weird and as frightening as this one.
"It's just that you have my fingers marked all over your face. Besides, this is what I get for bottling up my emotions, I start changing from one to the other far too quickly and now I'm just laughing to keep myself from crying."
"You are one weird girl, you know that Mss. Beaumont?"
"Yes, but I feel way better now that it's coming from you."
"Are we being sarcastic now?" he said raising an eyebrow still glaring at her.
She smiled and he felt himself get all warmed up inside.
'Wait this girl just SLAPPED you and you are not even angry?' he realized he wasn't and he was amazed by the gift of this girl she certainly had the awesome ability to change his moods as quickly as she changed hers.
"Professor…" she said now sounding worried.
"I'm sorry I forced you to kiss me, and I'm also sorry I slapped you. I was out of place in both occasions and you really have every right to be angry at me. I'm not sure what got over me, I just now that I'm really confused and that I'm really sorry."
Snape felt his old bad-tempered self recovering.
"Clearly Mss. Beaumont you have absolutely no self control and you acted accordingly."
"Please Professor, do not say another word because I will end up losing my temper again and I'm afraid as to what it may come to… I just want to forget all about it." and she left in a hurry.
He stood there staring at the door she just closed. This girl had his heart racing the entire time she was near him. Even when she slapped him, she did it with such furious passion that he couldn't help feel drawn to her. He sighed furiously.
'Why in the world did you kiss her? You should have pushed her away immediately.' 'On top of it you let her get away with slapping you; you just let a student disrespect you in that manner.' 'I will speak the matter with her tomorrow.'
Mirielle got to her bed after a quick bath, and threw herself in it and started to cry, for the first time in years. She really didn't wanted that to happen. Now Professor Snape knew how she felt and he would probably treat her differently. Besides, what was probably the most wonderful feeling she had ever felt was inside that kiss and she knew that will be the last time she would experience it. He surely hated her now. She had never felt this kind of pain before, it was shame mixed with hopelessness and the feeling of being lost as to what to do, and she didn't liked it in the least. She was really confused. She knew she should act as if nothing had happened, but she didn't want to forget. She felt asleep thinking that she had potion class next morning and she really wished otherwise.