Chapter 10: And surprisingly I am still not J.K. Rowling. SHOCKER!

*** ***Severus's POV*** ***

I woke up at about 10 a.m. and saw Trixie sleeping peacefully in my arms. I smiled despite myself. She seemed to like it when I smiled. I would need to do it more often.

But not in public. I need to keep my face impassive for my safety, the school's safety, and Trixie's safety. Unfortunately until the Dark Lord falls, I need to express my faithfulness to the Dark Side. And when he falls, I'll be dead. Great.

I sighed and she stirred in her sleep.

"Duffy," I called and the house-elf called.

"Yes, master?" He asked bowing slightly.

"Please make a batch of pancakes, two coffees, and toast for us,"

He nodded and disappeared.

She stirred again and her eyes opened. She smiled and said, "'Morin'"

"Good morning, Miss Rayner," I said softly, "breakfast will be here shortly,"

"Trix," She grumbled and stretched.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Trix, please call me Trix,"

"Ok," I said, "Then call me Severus,"

"Severus," She smirked as she said my name "Has anyone called you Sevvy?"

I thought for a moment. Lily didn't…my mom didn't…, "No,"

"Cool. That's your nickname,"

"Excuse me?" My what?

"Your nickname. Sevvy," She said smugly. I rolled my eyes. Duffy appeared with a tray and handed it to me saying,

"Duffy hopes Missy had a good sleep,"

"Missy had a good sleep," Trix said and smiled at the creature.

"Good,"

"Severus wants Duffy to leave now," I said and glared at the elf. He instantly disappeared.

"Why is Trix, Severus, and Duffy talking in third person?" Trix said and grabbed a piece of toast.

I couldn't help it. I had to use it. I said, "Sevvy doesn't know,"

She almost spit out what was in her mouth as she was laughing. I smiled, too. She managed to swallow without choking, but she had trouble trying to drink her coffee. I just rolled my eyes.

"Ok, we do need to talk," Trix said seriously. I nodded.

"First question: What am I going to do about my Dark mark?" I paused before answering. It was times like this when I wished Albus was still alive.

"Well, I know this. If the Dark Lord finds you he might….," I faltered out.

"Might what? Kill me? Please," She dismissed with a wave of my hand and took a sip of coffee, "If he had the nerve to change me at such a young age, than he must have had a reason. I did a little research on Death Eaters. I don't really think You-Know-Who changes every person he comes across."

"I don't know. He can be a real bastard. And dunderhead,"

"Dunderhead?" she asked giving me a funny look.

"Yes. Like…a moron,"

"We don't call people dunderheads in America," she said and took a bite of toast.

"What do you call idiots then?"

She paused before saying, "Idiots, little fucks, bastards, ass, little shit, a poop, or my favorite—gay,"

"But gay means like, attracted to the...other gender," I said and sneered, she laughed. I smiled slightly.

"Yes, but I have overused that word so many times it lost its meaning,"

I rolled his eyes and changed the subject saying, "Any more questions?"

"Yes. Did you know about your….death?" She looked down, and a single tear fell from her eye. I still didn't understand that she…cared. I lifted her head so I could look into her eyes. I wiped the tear with my thumb.

"I did. I just didn't know how exactly I would die. And I don't really want to be enlightened,"

"I wasn't going to," She laughed humorlessly, "I don't want you to die,"

"Neither do I," I said and smiled a bit.

"Seriously! Don't joke around. We have to do something,"

"It's inevitable. It will happen," I said somewhat fiercer.

"No. I won't allow it," She said stubbornly. Sometimes I wonder why she wasn't put in Gryffindor.

"It will happen," I said again.

"Do you want it to?" She asked, voice getting louder.

I paused. Did I? Well, before Trix I never really had anything to live for. Before her. Now I did have something to live for—her.

"No," I said and looked deeply into her deep brown, concerned eyes.

"I won't let you die. I don't know what I would do without you,"

She put the tray of food on the table and hugged me. I buried my nose into her hair and hugged her back. It felt so perfect.

"So… what do you want to do today?" She asked into my robes.

"I don't know," I said and rested my head on hers.

"Can you teach me," She asked suddenly.

"Teach you what?" I started, slightly confused.

"Stuff," She said and I snorted, "No, I mean like…potions. Or spells. Something. I mean, all we ever learn in DADA is how to kill each other. And that's great and all and it might help us, but we never learn how to actually defend ourselves,"

I paused. What could I teach her? I could teach her potions, I guess. Maybe it would help her later if I died. When I died…

"Ok," I said, slightly reluctant.

"What's wrong?" She said and pulled away to look at my face.

"Nothing," I said softly, "What do you want to learn first?"

"Potions!" She said enthusiastically. I rose an eyebrow, "What?" She asked.

"Nothing, it's just that most students here don't like potions,"

"I find it a very misunderstood subject," She stated mater-of-factly, "And they probably don't like it very much because you act like a bastard teaching it," She stuck out her tongue.

I smiled at her. She is definitely different than most students here.

"It is. And I am. When do you want to start?"

"NOW" She shouted then cleared her throat and said a bit more formally, "I mean, whenever you are ready,"

I rolled my eyes and said, "Go get your clothes and stuff and bring it down here."

She raised an eyebrow and said, "I'm…I'm staying here?"

"I don't want you roaming around the halls all by yourself," I said, my voice lower than I meant for it.

She just nodded and got up and left.

That gave me enough time to hop into the shower before she came back and think how the hell was I falling for her?

*** ***TRIX'S POV*** ***

I headed back to my common room and walked up to my room in a daze. He wanted me to stay?

I fell on my bed and groaned. Yes, I really did love him, but I don't really know why. Yes, he saved me, and yes he is attractive in his own way, but…it really is all happening too fast. Way to fast.

I really just wish I could have time to let…I don't know. I shook it off and began packing my stuff into my trunk including extra clothes that would last for about a week, my iTouch, and my toiletry stuff.

I went to get my wand but then realized where it was. I cursed. It was back in the library. Maybe I could have Severus come and get it with me. But I dismissed that because I didn't want him to think of me as weak or useless.

So I set my suitcase in the common room and headed off towards the library.

I ran up to where I was before Carrow had gotten me (after being yelled at by the librarian to stop running (not that I did)). I was relieved to find that all my stuff remained untouched, including my wand. I packed up all my things but froze when I heard a silky, slurred voice whisper in my ear,

"Where were you last night? Did you leave me? We couldn't…play," Oh dear GOD. I took steady breaths and slipped my wand into my hand that was hiding in my sleeve. What was that spell I learned that knocked someone out…Dupefy….Croopefy….Stupefy!

I took a deep breath, and in one swift motion I turned and raised my wand and pointed it in between his eyes and said, "STUPEFY!"

A red glow came from the tip of my wand and he was knocked backwards about 10 feet backwards and fell over and started snoring. I smirked and walked over to Carrow. He wouldn't remember a thing. Hopefully.

I smirked and held my head high and walk back to the common room with my stuff. Of course, I probably was able to do that without him blocking it because he was so drunk, but I wasn't going to let that dampen my spirits! No way! I just knocked out my professor ….Oh SHIT! I just knocked my professor out!

Crap! And not just any professor, but the strictest, meanest, most spiteful teacher in all Hogwarts. Well that and next to his atrocious sister, Alecto.

I shivered and grabbed my trunk from the common room and headed back to Severus's rooms. I knocked.

No answer. I knocked again. Again, no answer. I tried to open the door, locked. Hmm … I set my bags down and pulled out my book on spells (I started making one for potions, too…I'm not sure if I started making one and lost it, but I'm making a new one). I checked my index…opening doors…doors…

After about a minute of looking I found it. Alohomora. I took my wand out and pointed it at the door and said,

"Alohomora!" The spell hit the door knob, but bounced right back. If I didn't duck, it would have hit me. And I'm not sure what happens when you shoot a person with a spell that opens doors…

I looked in my book. There was a warning: Some doors can be bewitched and this spell can be useless.

Great.

I knocked on the door harder and said, "Professor!"

I kept knocking, and they were getting louder and more hurriedly. It felt like I was back in that closet.

All of a sudden, the door opened and Snape came out in a towel wrapped around his waist. I gaped when I saw his tight, six pack abs. My eyes traveled up his toned body to his face. He was smirking. I blushed. I had to admit it. Snape was HOT.

Oh dear GOD.

"Yes, Miss Rayner?"

"I um…I had to get…um my…um…stuff like u…err …said to…," I stuttered struggling to only look into his deep dark eyes. He noticed that and his smirk widened. He looked amused, and I glared.

"Well, come in Miss Rayner"

I gulped and grabbed my stuff and walked in. He shut the door and I walked into the door.

"Where do you want me to put my stuff?" I asked. I didn't want to look at him; my eyes were probably going to…wander. Oh, GOD I'm nasty.

"Follow me," He said in a gentler voice.

He walked in front of me, and led me to a room right next to his.

"You can stay here until you feel good enough to go back. So I would say in about a week or so. When everybody comes back from vacation."

I nodded and set my stuff down on the bed.

"Thank you, professor,"

"Severus," He reminded me. I turned to him. He was looking at me with eyes full of love. Aww!

"Severus," I nodded and smiled, "Can we make potions now?"

"Let me get dressed first," He smiled mischievously and I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"Meet me outside in five minutes, ok?" He asked.

I nodded and he left to go get changed.

I started to put my clothes away in the drawers and I set my iTouch on my speaker and plugged it into the wall. I was kind of surprised that he had an electric outlet here.

I went outside and sat on his love seat in his library.

A few minutes later, Severus came back in normal jeans and a white tee. I blinked a few times and tried to keep a neutral look.

"Don't be surprised I own this," He said chuckling.

"I…am," I said and got up and followed him deeper into the dungeons.

He led us into the last room in what seemed like the lowest part of the dungeons, and we entered his lab. It was nothing like his classroom. His classroom was boring, and the only things in the room where tables chairs, a closet, and his desk and chair. But this place had bottles and bottles of cauldrons (or whatever) boiling and smoking and a bunch of books lying open. There must have been about 20 tables, and each having 20 boiling potions and books. It smelled like freshly cut grass and apples.

It was so COOL!

"Wow," I said breathless.

"We are going to go work in the back of the room, in case you blow anything up," He started walking back to the end of the room and I followed him calling,

"You have little trust in your fellow men,"

He just chuckled and shook his head agreeing.

About 2 hours past and I managed to bottle 2 Boil Cure potions and 3 Forgetfulness potions without blowing anything up. He was surprised but told me I did well.

"Is this for a grade, because I deserve an A," I said as I started to put away ingredients.

"An A? You only want en Acceptable?" He asked, bewildered.

"No, A for excellent. That's what muggles call it. Then, B, C, D, and F,"

He looked at me, amused and confused and said, "First of all, excellent doesn't begin with an A, and if you are going down in the alphabet, you skipped E,"

I shrugged, "We know. It's just that F stands for Fail and if someone wrote E they would think Excellent or Extravagant or…something,

"But couldn't F stand for Fabulous?"

I paused opened my mouth, closed it, then opened it again saying, "Point taken,"

He smirked and we put away our ingredients and headed up to the kitchen for lunch.

"How come you act different in the class rooms? People hate you for like…being bitchy,"

He glared at me and I raised my arms in defeat saying, "Their words, not mine,"

He sighed and said, "I'm a spy for Dumbledore, so I pretend that my loyalties are toward the Dark Lord, so I follow what the Dark Lord says as well. He tells me to watch the Slytherins because they are probably going to become Death Eaters over all other houses. And in order to do that, I need to act…bitchy toward every other house but yours,"

I pursed my lips and said, "Makes sense. And…,"

"If you're going to say something about me dying, I don't want to hear it," He said and took a bite of a peanut putter ad jelly sandwich. It looked very funny.

I laughed (about his statement) and said, "Don't worry I'm no Debby Downer,"

He looked at me funny and I said, "Muggle thing,"

"Yes, I don't understand this. You have the purest blood around and you were brought up as a muggle?"

I shrugged saying, "Hey man, I don't know. I'm actually going to write my parents a strongly worded email portraying my thoughts. Do you have Wi-Fi here? Because I really don't feel like going all the way to Starbucks to get it for free."

"You know I understood about half of what you just told me," Severus said giving me another funny look.

"Muggle thing, sorry," I paused before saying, "Sooo…what are we gonna do now?"

"Didn't you want to practice with some spells—" He started but I interrupted him saying

"CRAP! Oh my GOD I forgot to tell you…I kind of….hexed Professor Carrow…" I said and looked away from his eyes.

After a few minutes of silence I looked up and slowly met his dark eyes. His eyes narrowed and he looked completely pissed. Not that I was really surprised. I mean…despite the fact that he is my raper, he's still a professor.

"You idiot," he muttered.

"HEY! I went back to the library to get my stuff and he came up to me and touched me and said….suggestive things. He was drunk. It was self defense! I'm no idiot! I wasn't just going to walk up to him and hex him! I wasn't even planning it!"

He blinked and said, "You went to the library?"

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, sorry I didn't know that I wasn't allowed to,"

"YOU ARE NOT!" He yelled and I fell back and my back met the wall. What the crap! Who did he think he was? I glared him.

"Do enlighten me why I am not," I sneered. Something I picked up from him. During any other circumstance I would have thought it was cute.

"Because I don't want Carrow to come and take you away again!"

I sighed, "I know. But I can defend myself—"

"No, you can't!" He said and closed the space so that our noses were a mere 2 inches away.

"I just did!"

"He may have been drunk this time, but he's not always going to be!"

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose and replied saying, "Then teach me. If you think that I can't defend myself then teach me,"

"Fine," He said sneering and pulled away, "New rule. You cannot leave this room without informing me,"

"Why! You aren't the boss of me!"

"I'm your professor!"

"You're keeping me hostage!" I yelled back at him.

"I am not!"

"Bull shit. You just said I couldn't leave without informing you!"

"DO YOU NOT REALIZE THAT HE WILL KILL YOU THE NEXT TIME HE GETS HIS GREASY HANDS ON YOU? I DON'T WANT YOU TO DIE!" He yelled straight at my face and his wall of emotions crumbled to the ground.

I blinked and took a few steps back. I sighed before saying, "I'm sorry" And looking down at my feet. All he ever did for me was help me, save me, show me kindness, and this is how I repay him. He just wanted me safe.

"I'm sorry," I said again. I refused to cry. But, it almost being that time of month again, I might be getting a little hormonal.

He sighed and came over to hug me. I buried my face in his robes and took in his sent. He smelled like flowers. Not like how gay dudes smelled like flowers, but the nice, ungay flower sent. I almost laughed at my wording.

"We will go practice with spells in an abandoned classroom," He whispered, voice ten times more gentle

I smiled and, "Thank you, Severus,"

"You're welcome, Trix," He said and kissed my forehead. I fluttered my eyes closed and smiled.

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