Truly Madly Deeply
A/N: wow, that was a good chap I thought! What bout u? Lol Read and review plz! Enjoy!
Chapter 7
I was sure he was about to kill me with his tongue. I could've laughed at the thought, me making out with my Professor. But I was enjoying it way too much. He grunted and reluctantly pulled away. He looked at me, his lips shiny from my lip gloss. I giggled.
"We cannot go any further. You are my student."
"Yea, that sucks. But I wont be for much longer. I'll be graduating soon."
"Yes, but if we continue this right after you graduate, someone is sure to notice."
"Too true." I reached up and wiped the lip gloss away with the pad of my thumb. He kissed it when I was about to pull away.
"This is real, it has to be. I've never felt this way about someone before," I said, looking into his eyes.
"I wish I could say the same."
"Why can't you?"
"Because... because I am not sure what is happening at the moment. I am here, liking you more by the minute, while I know I shouldn't be. This is wrong. We could both get in very big trouble about it."
"We should talk to Dumbledore about it. He would know what to do. You're one of his favorite teachers, he'll understand." I grasped his hand in reassurance, and he nodded.
"You are probably right." I tugged on his hand a little.
"Then let us go."
"Now?"
"Well, why not now? Is there something wrong with me?" I patted my hair, smoothed my dress, and wiped the remaining lip gloss off with the back of my hand. "I'm fine, let's go." He smiled and walked slower so I could keep up with his long stride.
When we were out of his quarters he said, "Do you have any idea how beautiful you look when your face and lips are flushed?"
I gave him a funny look. "I never considered myself beautiful before."
"You are."
I smiled, showing my teeth. "Thank you. No one has ever said that to me before."
"Then everyone is blind and idiots."
"That brightened up my day, thanks again." He nodded in response. We continued walking, slowly, to Dumbledore's office, not knowing what was going to happen when we got there.
Severus said the password and the Gargoyle moved to the side so we could pass. Severus held out his hand to help me onto the moving staircase. I smiled softly and stepped on, him right on my heels. We walked to the door leading to Dumbledore's office. I looked at him and he looked at me. I nodded at him and he knocked three times.
Dumbledore gave us permission to come in, and as we did, he immediately smiled at us and said, "I wondered when you two would be up here. I have been waitng." There was a suspicious twinkling in his blue eyes, but not quiet as happy as usual.
"We have a sort of... problem," Severus said.
"No, you have no problem. Liking each other is not a problem. Whom said it was?" came Dumbledore's answer.
My jaw dropped and Severus' eyes widened. "You're not upset? Isn't this like, against the law or something?" I asked.
"Yes, literally yes. But love isn't, so I see no problem. You are of age anyway, and you will be graduating soon. Just keep it secret until then. No big deal," Dumbledore said.
I was still feeling like I was missing something, like Dumbledore wasn't telling me something.
"Sir, there is a reason why you are not telling us everything, is something wrong?" I asked.
He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, all happiness gone. "You are very observant. Yes, there is something terribly wrong. The Minister came to talk to me today. He thinks we are dying out, after we lost so many wizards and witches after the War. He wants to process a marriage law."
"What the fuck does he think he's doing? He cannot do that!" Severus said angrily. I had no clue what the marriage law entailed, but apparently Severus did.
"What is contained with this marriage law?" I asked.
"If it becomes a law Desiree, everyone's life will become hell," Severus ground out.
"Cornelius said that anyone above the age of sixteen and can bear children will be married off to each other and produce two children in the span of four years. If that works out, there will be more children in years after that." Dumbledore said quietly, his voice strained.
"He can't do that!" I said loudly. "It will ruin everyone's lives! No one wants to be marriage and have kids yet!"
"We all know that. I haven't told any of the other teachers. He is not sure he can get it passed. I'm sure money will be involved if he gets it started."
"Well of course he's not damn sure if he can get it passed! He's a pothead!" I said.
"I think I should mention it at supper tonight. Will you two excuse me?" Dumbledore asked. We took that as our leave. Severus didn't say anything, he just grabbed my hand and dragged me out of Dumbldore's office before I could say 'good luck.'
Severus was silent as we walked back down to the dungeons. I knew he was upset because he didn't even wait for me, but after a few minutes he realized I wasn't with him so he stopped and waited. When I caught up, he walked slower. I grasped his hand and he held back. There was color rising on his prominent cheek bones and I knew he was going to explode before long. I just hoped we would be in our quarters. The trip back was a short one, listening to the taps of Severus' angry feet on the floor. He said the password and we walked inside. He let go of my hand, walked over to his liquor cabinet, poured him a drink and swallowed it. He looked at the glass and threw it at the fireplace. The glass made a tinkling noise at it shattered and dropped into the ashes. I stood and watched him as he threw himself onto the long couch. He was breathing heavily as he glared at the ceiling. I slowly walked over to the couch, picked his head up, sat down, and placed his head in my lap. He sighed as I began running my fingers through his hair. I watched as his eyes drifted shut and his breathing became normal.
"I know you hate the concept Severus, but what the minister wants, the minister gets. I hate it as well. The thought of all the seventh and some of the sixth years being auctioned off is barbaric. I don't think there is much we can do but deal with it and wait until his spot is taken by someone else." I said softly, hoping to sooth him.
"Someone should assassinate the fucker," he said, his eyes still closed.
"I know, someone should."
He opened his eyes and looked at me, searching my face with his black orbs as I still massaged his scalp. "Why are you so understanding? I am dangerous, I was once a Death Eater, and here you are, rubbing me like a favorite pet. Why do you care?"
"I'm not sure," I said. "But I do know that I would like to know you a bit better and love you, if you'll let me in. Yes, you are dangerous. But I know that you would be dangerous for me. And who cares about once being a Death Eater? You did the right thing, and without you being a spy, we wouldn't have won. And I care and understand because I want to. I listen to people and I take pride in doing just that."
He was quiet for a minute than said, "You really are too good for me."
"No, I am not. I am perfect for you. I can become more snarky and you can be more sweet to people. It's all good." He gave me a crooked smile. He shook his head.
"You are so strange sometimes."
I tilted my head back and laughed. "Sometimes? You should see me when me and my friends get together and get hold of alcohol. Now that is funny shit. Or, I hear it is. I can't remember sometimes."
He laughed. "I don't know if I really want to see you drunk. It might kill me."
"And why is that?"
"I'd laugh to death."
"Hey!" I said as I playfully hit him upside the head. He yelped in false pain and rubbed his head where I hit him.
"Watch it woman, I need this."
"I bet you do," I laughed. I bent down and kissed his head where I hit him. "Better?"
He shrugged. "It still hurts a little."
I rolled my eyes. "Well, your just going to have to suck it up then!" He raised his brow at me and I stuck my tongue at him.
"Oh, very mature Desiree."
"I know, it was wasn't it? Oh, and can you PLEASE stop calling me Desiree? It's bugging me."
"Then what do you want me to call you?"
"You can call me Des."
"Alright," he said. "I think I'll take a nap," and he closed his eyes again.
"Then go to your room," I said.
"No, I think I'll stay here."
"But why?" I whined. "What if I have to go to the bathroom, oh wait! I just remembered! I have homework so you have to let me up!" I laughed.
"You have a wand, use it. And what did you say earlier? Oh yes. 'Well, your just going to have to suck it up then!'"
"Grrrr..." I said, then laughed. "I was just jokin' around. I don't have homework. Take a nap. I will be here," I said as I folded my hands as if I was praying, "I will be watching over you my sweet angel."
He raised both brows. I laughed again. "Kidding! Sheesh." he shook his head and sighed. Within a few minutes, he was sleeping. I decided to braid his hair as he slept. The thought almost made me crack up, but I swallowed the laugh and parted a small section of hair. This was going to be fun.
A/N: AHAHAHAHA!!!! I can't wait to see what Sev thinks about having his hair braided! Next chap away!!!!!
