Chapter three is now up. Please R/R and, again, no flaming if you review.
I've decided to get rid of the song fic thing, since it's been annoying me
for some weird reason ^^;
The days went by quickly and before I knew it the dance was a day away.
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The orchestra started playing a song that I some how knew, although from where I had no clue.
Severus paused for a moment and then asked,
"Would you like to dance?"
I nodded and he took my hand as he led me to the dance floor. I only have words to describe how well he danced. It was almost magical. He still had a hold on my hand as he put his other around my waist. He stepped so lightly that it was as if we were floating. Every step we took made it seem more and more like a dream. His hands were warm and as I looked into his eyes, I could hardly recognize him for the eighteen-year-old that I had once gone to school with. As the song ended, I wish that it had never done so. After that, we went outside and started walking around. He gazed up at the sky.
"It's lovely out, don't you think?"
I simply nodded and added, "Very." As I walked next to him, I could feel my face starting to blush. He must have noticed since he said,
"Are you cold at all? Your face seems to be turning a bit pink," He said this with a smile so warm it was almost as if I could feel it.
"A bit," I replied, as this was a bit true.
He kept smiling and put his arm around me. I could feel myself blush even more as he did this, and feel my insides tighten as they do if you have, what some people call, butterflies in your stomach. I don't know what made me do it, but I found myself leaning my head against his shoulder a second later. What happened next happened so quickly that I hardly had time to predict it. We stopped walking and he leaned over. I felt our lips touch as I closed my eyes. I don't quite know how to explain how I felt. I just felt totally warm and wonderful. His lips were warm and he kissed lightly so it was pretty much perfect. After a few seconds, I came back to my senses. I can't do this. I'm putting him in danger by doing this. I tore away quickly.
"I-I'm sorry. I just can't." I turned around and ran back up to the castle. I ran through the hallway and felt a tear run down my cheek. I can't, I told myself. I'm repeating the same mistake I made years ago; falling in love with Severus. I ran into my office and shut the door behind me.
"I can't and I won't," I said aloud. "Doing this to myself years ago was bad enough. I'm putting him in danger."
I sat down at my desk and put my head down. Although I really didn't want to, I couldn't help but wish I was back down there with him. I closed my eyes as another tear ran down my cheek and I fell right asleep.
The next day I tried to avoid Severus without making it seem so. Aria and Corinna had already been complaining that I haven't been sitting by them when we were eating, so during those times it was easy. It wasn't so easy other times. My office was close to his, so we often passed each other in the hallways. I said hi to him, although I swallowed the words back down as soon as they had left, grieving ever-showing signs of liking him.
The days went by quickly and before I knew it the dance was a day away.
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The orchestra started playing a song that I some how knew, although from where I had no clue.
Severus paused for a moment and then asked,
"Would you like to dance?"
I nodded and he took my hand as he led me to the dance floor. I only have words to describe how well he danced. It was almost magical. He still had a hold on my hand as he put his other around my waist. He stepped so lightly that it was as if we were floating. Every step we took made it seem more and more like a dream. His hands were warm and as I looked into his eyes, I could hardly recognize him for the eighteen-year-old that I had once gone to school with. As the song ended, I wish that it had never done so. After that, we went outside and started walking around. He gazed up at the sky.
"It's lovely out, don't you think?"
I simply nodded and added, "Very." As I walked next to him, I could feel my face starting to blush. He must have noticed since he said,
"Are you cold at all? Your face seems to be turning a bit pink," He said this with a smile so warm it was almost as if I could feel it.
"A bit," I replied, as this was a bit true.
He kept smiling and put his arm around me. I could feel myself blush even more as he did this, and feel my insides tighten as they do if you have, what some people call, butterflies in your stomach. I don't know what made me do it, but I found myself leaning my head against his shoulder a second later. What happened next happened so quickly that I hardly had time to predict it. We stopped walking and he leaned over. I felt our lips touch as I closed my eyes. I don't quite know how to explain how I felt. I just felt totally warm and wonderful. His lips were warm and he kissed lightly so it was pretty much perfect. After a few seconds, I came back to my senses. I can't do this. I'm putting him in danger by doing this. I tore away quickly.
"I-I'm sorry. I just can't." I turned around and ran back up to the castle. I ran through the hallway and felt a tear run down my cheek. I can't, I told myself. I'm repeating the same mistake I made years ago; falling in love with Severus. I ran into my office and shut the door behind me.
"I can't and I won't," I said aloud. "Doing this to myself years ago was bad enough. I'm putting him in danger."
I sat down at my desk and put my head down. Although I really didn't want to, I couldn't help but wish I was back down there with him. I closed my eyes as another tear ran down my cheek and I fell right asleep.
The next day I tried to avoid Severus without making it seem so. Aria and Corinna had already been complaining that I haven't been sitting by them when we were eating, so during those times it was easy. It wasn't so easy other times. My office was close to his, so we often passed each other in the hallways. I said hi to him, although I swallowed the words back down as soon as they had left, grieving ever-showing signs of liking him.
