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Snape continued to ask Elizabeth out on 'friend' get together. Elizabeth became relaxed around Snape again and was starting to like him all over again. She didn't know if she liked that, all to much. She had no clue if he felt the same way and she didn't want to be hurt again.

So she tried not to show her feelings to Snape, but after each time she saw him, she couldn't stop thinking about him and it was getting harder and harder not to grab his face and kiss it.

They went to an old Muggle bowling ally one night, for their get together.

"Geez, Snape I am shocked that you suck so bad at bowling. That was your forth gutter ball." I teased. Snape gave me a look and wrote down his score. To be honest, it was his forth strike and I was trying to get him mad, so I could win. We were tied and yeah, we were both competitive.

I stood and got my ball of the rack. It was black with white dots, I loved my ball. It was the perfect weight and every thing. I looked down the lane at the pins, then I throw the ball. It rolled down the middle and strike, all the pins went down.

"Yes!" I said, then I turned to Snape and laughed.

"I believe I am now in the lead, little Snappy. You got to sweat now to get your strike."

He laughed as he got his ball and I sat down in one of the orange plastic chairs. He swung the ball a little then let it down the run way. It hit the pins head on, and they all crashed down to the floor. Snape turned and smiled. I shook my head.

" You get too many gutters for my taste."

He laughed and sat down next to me.

"You just don't like that I also good at this Muggle sport." I laughed, then I saw Shakira and Jim. We had ordinally planned to start playing when they got here but being the way we were, Snape and I had already started.

"Hey you guys." I said. "What took you so long?"

Shakira handed a sleeping Tom to me and I rocked him as she sat down next to me, with Violet who was wide awake and it looked like she had been crying, hard.

"Violet had another one of her scary moments. This time it was a bad dream, wasn't it little one."

Violet put her head into Shakira's neck and I think she went to sleep. Shakira rocked her.

"I am talking to the doctor on Wednesday to see if every thing is ok."

I nodded and turned to look at the men. They were discussing which balls were better to use. I rolled my eyes and said lets start.

"Ok, but we are playing teams. Shakira is on my team." said Jim. I shook my head.

"I think I should be on a different team. Snape and I both play well and if you want a chance to win, Jim, you'll change the teams."

Shakira nodded. She was good at playing, like me but both Shakira and Jim played on luck so I don't think you can call that skill.

"Ok, Snape with Shakira and I'll play with Elizabeth." said Jim, picking up his ball. Shakira and I started to score sheet. Jim first got a strike and so did Snape. Then it was my turn.

I easily striked the ball and then it was Shakira's turn. She striked the pins and we were tied.

After a half hour or so, we were still tied and the game was getting a little boring.

Some guy in another lane, who had been watching our game, thought so too.

"Hey, I say that whoever wins gets to kiss the red head as a award. The loser has to pay for the winner to take her to dinner." said the man, his partner nodding his head. They probably thought they could easily slaughter them.

He said this to Snape, not to us so we both looked at each other, my mouth was open, and were about to say no but Snape nodded his head and then the pressure was on.

Jim was first up and he had one pin standing. Then Snape went up and he striked. The guy who made the bet, named Booster, striked and so did his friend, Fred. Shakira and I didn't even play, the guys had taken over the lane. So we kept score.

Sweat was rolling off Jim's as he concentrated on pins, he threw the ball and they all went down. Snape was still keeping his cool and striking out.

Booster went up to the line and rolled his ball down the lane. It missed three pins. When his turn was over, they were still standing. Fred was still striking out and soon, he and Snape were the only ones playing.

They were tied and kept getting strike after strike. Then Fred that they were going to do a 'sudden death' were they kept bowling til one of them missed a pin.

By now I was worried, I didn't want to kiss that guy. He was, gross. His shirt was orange and he wore his pants like a construction workers and yeah, that is very gross. Also he looked like he was in his fifties. *shudders* gross!

The tension was so obvious that other bowlers turned to watch the men struggle against each other.

They both got strike after strike until finally Booster threw and left one pin standing. Snape concentrated for several seconds, then rolled his ball down the lane. I held my breath as I watched all the pins fall, then let out a sigh of relief. Kissing Booster and Fred was a nauseating thought, but watching Snape humiliated in defeat would have been worse.

Booster sulked for a few minutes then thought of a way for him to get revenge. He walked over to Jim and patted him on the back.

"You're on the winning team, boy! Go get your kiss from the little lady!" Jim declined, of course which was a good thing. Didn't want to kiss my sister's man, that is not a very smart thing to do. But Booster pressed.

Finally Snape said to leave him alone. Booster's face then went nasty.

"And what about you, Snape?" he snarled. "Aren't you going to collect your price?"

"I don't kiss people in public places." he tried to pass the challenge off casually.

"But that's no fun for us. Kiss her, now or you can pass it to the man in second." he said, throwing up his chest.

Without further comment, Snape walked over to me and pulled me to my feet. Then he pressed his warm lips against mine in a hard, angry kiss.

"If you've seen enough, I'm going to take Elizabeth home now."

Elizabeth had to run to keep up with Snape as he walked across the parking lot. His face was grim as he unlocked the door for her, then went around the car to the driver's seat. They rode in silence for several miles, and then Snape apologized. Elizabeth wasn't sure if he was sorry about the kiss or his loss of temper.

"Booster seemed to want to make you mad." I said.

"Booster was obnoxious, but I shouldn't have let him get to me," he said, with a glance at me. "For a few minutes there, I felt like I was back in school, defending you from Sirius Black."

I laughed, shaky. "It is hard to know how to act around each other. I mean, we were so close and yeah, it is hard to know were we stop being friends and get into each other's territory."

Snape nodded and pulled over into a parking lot. I looked at where we were and looked at him. He wasn't going to try anything, right?

"We need to talk." said Snape. I sighed and nodded. I then looked at the dash board, I could no longer look him in the eyes.

"I never wanted to break up with you." I whispered.

"I didn't either."

"Then why didn't you talk to me after our fight?" I asked, tears in my eyes. I heard him sigh.

"I was hurt and I wanted to prove that I didn't need you. I thought you would come back to me and everything would work out. But when you didn't..." his voice trailed off.

I dared to look at him, and I saw him staring at the cars passing, his face away from me. I looked at my hands.

"Snape, I wanted to get back with you but, I couldn't even think about helping that guy. He scared me with his ideas and when you thought he was right, it was just too much for me."

I felted my tears rolling down my cheeks and I tried not to shake. I didn't want him to know I was crying. But then he looked at me and I knew that he saw my tears. I then felt his hand on my arm and I sighed.

I then looked at him and saw pain in his eyes. Pain for me. I then lost all control and I started to shake. Snape then pulled me into his arms and hugged me. I put my arms around his neck, taking comfort for being in his arms again. I started to calm down as he ran his hand through my hair.

"Elizabeth, I have been asking you to these get-together so we could talk and see if we wanted to try again. My life has been incomplete without you."

I nodded, and looked into his eyes.

"I was hoping you would say that. These past few weeks have been hard, not knowing if you were interested or were just being my friend. I would like to try again but I think we should go slow. I still have unhealed scars."

He nodded and started the car and sat back into my seat. When we were at my house, Snape took my hand and asked me to the movies on Friday. I smiled and nodded. He watched my open the door to the house before he drove off.

*Snape POV*

"You are late." said Voldemort. Snape nodded his head and bowed his head. Voldemort walked over and smacked him on the back of the head. Snape didn't move a muscle. If he did, he got another smack. Voldemort smiled.

"How is your little friend?" asked Voldemort. Snape lifted his head. He never told him about his seeing Elizabeth. Voldemort laughed.

"You can't keep secrets from me, boy. I have people every where. So how is Miss Season?"

"She is well my Lord."

"Good. Does she like you?" he asked. Snape slowly nodded his head. Voldemort then smiled and sat down in his chair.

"She can be used in our plans. Good job, Snape. I have the perfect place for her."

"But she doesn't know I am working for you, my Lord. She never liked your ideas when we were in school." Voldemort smiled.

"She will, she will." then he started to laugh, a cold, hard laugh.

*Voldemort POV*

"It will be held during the summer." I read out loud. I was in my study putting the pieces together a assignment.

There was a long holiday planned for a Mr. Mark Smith and his new wife, Niki Smith. But unfortunately they had an accident and could no longer attend. Of course Voldemort had them killed, they were Muggles and trash but they also were what he needed to get into a certain building.

The place they were going to be staying at belonged to a Mr. Drew Harrison. He was a part of important dealings with money laundry, drug shipments and getting people in and out of the states. He was just what Voldemort wanted on his side.

He was planning to send in a pair of spies to get close enough to Harrison to give him messages and to also get information back to him. This all had to happen in a week and the house was going to be fully wired and watched 24/7 with cameras and officers. That was why the young Smith couple were dead and their invite was in Voldemort's hands. Harrison had never met them in person so it would be easy to put his people in. And he knew just who those two people would be...

*Elizabeth POV*

"I don't know." said Elizabeth, stopping. Snape was taking her to his apartment to have dinner. But Elizabeth had a bad feeling. She knew he wasn't going to try anything but still, she had a bad feeling that wouldn't go away.

"Come on, I want you to meet the man who took me in." he pleaded. I stomped my foot and followed him to the door. It was a ok looking apartment but it was in a bad part of town. Snape unlocked the door and walked in. I followed him in and stopped.

It was a large room, and there was nothing in it. There was one chair and a table but nothing else. I looked at Snape who smiled and started to walk across the room.

"I'll show you around."

We then entered a kitchen. It was clean and looked normal. Snape then showed me a stair way that went up, saying that he didn't go up there. For it was the man's own personal living space.

He then took me to back to the empty room with only a chair, for one person to sit on. I still felt uneasy. Everything seemed, like it was for show.

"Where is you room?" I asked, out of curiosity. It should look like it is lived in. Snape took me down a hall and opened a door. I looked inside.

It was basically a closet, with a small bed that I bet his feet hang over the edge. A small stool that had a candle on it and a box that looked like it was a closet. I turned to Snape. He smiled.

"I don't need much room." he said.

"Yeah, but this is almost worse then the streets. And you call that a room? It's a closet!" I said. Snape was about to say something, when someone else spoke.

"He never asked for a bigger room." said a dry voice. I looked up at the stair case and show a man, with pale skin and black hair that was turning brown. I didn't notice Snape bow to him, I just stare at the man. He looked so familiar.

"Good evening, Elizabeth. I trust Snape has shown you around the place." I nodded, not thinking about it. He smiled and I felted I had seen him before, but I could not remember where...

"Well, why don't we all go to the main room." he put his hand on my back and guided me into the room with only one chair.

**flash back**

Elizabeth got in the car and Snape drove back onto the main road.

"So, where are we going for dinner?" I asked, looking at Snape. When he called last night he didn't mention where we were going, saying it was a surprise.

They had dated for the rest of the summer and when school started, they had phoned and sent Owls to each other. Today was their third date since the summer had started. And Elizabeth was happy to see Snape and loved his stories of clumsy students and the spells they did wrong.

"We are going to my apartment." he said, smiling. I stopped and looked at him.

"Severus, that is moving way to fast. And I don't remember ever suggesting that I wanted to have-"

Snape laughed.

"You are so funny, Lizzy. I was planning for you to meet the man who took me in not to seduce you."

I went pink and stared out the window. After a few minutes I turned to look at him.

"Is he nice?" I asked. He nodded.

"For a older guy, yes." I nodded and gulped. He then put his hand on mine and held it.

"Don't worry, he'll love you. I have told him a lot about you and said I was driving him crazy. So that I had to introduce you two."

I smiled and enjoyed the warmth of his hand on mine.

**back to present**

Voldemort used his wand to make two more chairs, then he sat down and Snape and I did also. He then stared at me and I looked at the floor.

This was a little nerve racking...

"Elizabeth, has Snape told you much about me?"

I shook my head.

"Only that you let him live with you and stuff like that."

"Well, I am also his employer. See, I work for the Ministry and well, Snape does jobs for me."

I looked at Snape but he was staring at the man. So I looked at him. He continued.

"I have one job for Snape this summer, that he can't do alone." I slowly nodded.

"What I tell you must stay in this room, for all our sakes. There is a man, Drew Harrison, that I have been in contact with but the Muggle government has been watching him, so he and I can't meet. This Monday he is planning to have a party for one of his rich friends. The party is planned to last as long as three weeks. So we can get Snape in and make arrangements. But the Muggles are watching the place like a hawk, so Snape has to go as a guest and the only way he can do that, is with you help."

"Why does he need my help?" I asked. The man smiled, it was then that I noticed that I didn't know his name.

"We have created a plan. The invite is for a Mark Smith and he newly wedded wife, Niki Smith. We need you to be his wife. We of course will have you married before you go, for legal reasons."

I opened my mouth and stared at the guy. He wanted me, to go undercover and pretend to been Snape's wife? Not to mention to actually marry him! Surely they had a better girl to act this out.

"Why me?" I asked.

"You created the plan that killed Grindelwald, didn't you? You also used Ancient magic to safely remove those who could have been killed."

"How do you know that?" I asked, remember they gave Dumbledore all the credit cuz they didn't think a girl could do all that stuff.

"The Ministry may not have believed Dumbledore but I did. Dumbledore is an honest man and I would prefer a women who can defend herself then one who can't."

"But you don't have to do this." said Snape, taking my hand. "I understand if you choose not to do this."

"Snape is right, this is all up to you. But may I remind you, that this is the Ministry of Magic asking you to do this. This will help our world in ways you can't even imagine. Also, we will pay you for your work. Enough for you not to have to work for a few years at the least."

O good, no pressure now. I sighed and looked at the floor. I could pretend to be Snape's wife or I could just walk out of here. I could do this and get a lot of money or I could leave and work my tail off finding a job.

I looked at Snape and saw that he was smiling at me. I could get what I wanted. I could marry Snape and maybe...

I looked at Voldemort and cleared my throat, that suddenly had a lump.


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