Allosia woke slowly. At first, she thought she had somehow managed to
twist around so that she was upside down in her bed. Then she remembered
she wasn't in her bed and this one clearly just faced a different direction
than her own. She was alone.
She threw her legs over the side of the bed and reached for her clothes. Somehow, she'd wound up naked, and he hadn't, but at the moment, coffee was her larger concern.
As she stumbled out into the main room, he glanced up from his desk to say hello, but quickly went back to his work.
"How long have you been up?"
"A few hours. I told you I needed to finish this."
"Yeah. Uh -"
"Don't know what to say?" he asked without looking up.
"I'm not good at this, Severus, not with you anyway."
He arched an eyebrow. "True that."
"I should go."
"Use floo powder, would you?"
"Yes, of course," she agreed quickly, thinking of the potential ramifications of her being seen leaving his rooms in this particular condition.
He looked up from his desk then and smiled at her broadly. "I'll see you at breakfast."
"Yeah, coffee," she said, heading to the fireplace. "Hey, thanks, by the way, I had fun," she added in a small soft voice.
"I'm glad," he said, and she disappeared into the green flames of the floo system.
A shower and a few moments in her own rooms helped clear her head, but Allosia wasn't entirely grateful for this. After all, it gave her the mental clarity to overanalyze every aspect of the evening. Walking to breakfast, she forced herself to think about the day's lessons.
Part of her hadn't actually expected him to be there. He'd seem to closed this morning and she'd fully expected several days of avoidance. When she arrived he acknowledged her tersely and she asked him pass her the large plate of toast Flitwick seemed to be hogging.
When the owls flew in for the typical morning mail delivery, she was surprised to see a particularly large bird swoop in and drop a large, square letter in dark parchment right in the middle of Snape's plate.
He visibly blanched and stared at it without moving, his face clearly making an effort to be neutral. Notably, several other people in the hall were also staring, including Dumbledore and McGonogall and a few of the students.
"I so rarely see you get mail," Allosia said hoping to elicit some sort of response.
"Let me assure you, I prefer it that way." He snatched up the letter then and stormed out of the hall.
She threw her legs over the side of the bed and reached for her clothes. Somehow, she'd wound up naked, and he hadn't, but at the moment, coffee was her larger concern.
As she stumbled out into the main room, he glanced up from his desk to say hello, but quickly went back to his work.
"How long have you been up?"
"A few hours. I told you I needed to finish this."
"Yeah. Uh -"
"Don't know what to say?" he asked without looking up.
"I'm not good at this, Severus, not with you anyway."
He arched an eyebrow. "True that."
"I should go."
"Use floo powder, would you?"
"Yes, of course," she agreed quickly, thinking of the potential ramifications of her being seen leaving his rooms in this particular condition.
He looked up from his desk then and smiled at her broadly. "I'll see you at breakfast."
"Yeah, coffee," she said, heading to the fireplace. "Hey, thanks, by the way, I had fun," she added in a small soft voice.
"I'm glad," he said, and she disappeared into the green flames of the floo system.
A shower and a few moments in her own rooms helped clear her head, but Allosia wasn't entirely grateful for this. After all, it gave her the mental clarity to overanalyze every aspect of the evening. Walking to breakfast, she forced herself to think about the day's lessons.
Part of her hadn't actually expected him to be there. He'd seem to closed this morning and she'd fully expected several days of avoidance. When she arrived he acknowledged her tersely and she asked him pass her the large plate of toast Flitwick seemed to be hogging.
When the owls flew in for the typical morning mail delivery, she was surprised to see a particularly large bird swoop in and drop a large, square letter in dark parchment right in the middle of Snape's plate.
He visibly blanched and stared at it without moving, his face clearly making an effort to be neutral. Notably, several other people in the hall were also staring, including Dumbledore and McGonogall and a few of the students.
"I so rarely see you get mail," Allosia said hoping to elicit some sort of response.
"Let me assure you, I prefer it that way." He snatched up the letter then and stormed out of the hall.
