Chapter Three
"Where were you last night?" Hermione hissed out of the corner of her mouth.
"Sleeping? Where else?" Dusk was unconcerned as she ate.
"Sleeping where?" Hermione was being particularly nosey.
"In bed." Dusk shrugged, turning towards her, "Why?"
"You were not. I know you weren't. I checked on you."
"Now why would you do a silly thing like that?" Dusk was now annoyed.
"I wanted to apologize for the way I acted in Hogsmead, yesterday."
"Well I don't want your apologies." Dusk stood up, "Now if you don't mind, I have a meeting with Professor Snape I must attend."
Three weeks later. Christmas Holidays
"Hey! Where are you going?" Harry asked, just before Dusk ducked out of the common room.
"A.um.I thought I'd go get a little fresh air, that's all. A short walk." She shrugged.
"I'll come with!" Harry automatically invited himself along.
"No, no, no." Dusk tried to sway him, "I might wander for a long time, and it's already late."
"So?" Harry shrugged.
"Look, I'd rather be alone right now." Dusk looked down at her hands.
"Okay, fine." He backed off a little, "Don't have a fit." He sat back down.
Dusk sighed as she stepped out into the deserted hallway, jumping when the hole closed behind her a few minutes later, when she was down the hall a bit. Deciding it was nothing, she continued on her way to the dungeons, where she hoped Snape was waiting, perhaps rudely correcting end of semester tests, and essays, or something of the nature.
She paused a few times thinking she'd heard foot steps behind her, but threw the thought off, as she stepped into the potions dungeon, pulling the door tightly shut behind her.
"Severus?" She asked the empty room, edging towards the office door, and jumping as it, and the main door opened at the same time.
"Skittish are you?" Snape smiled slightly, putting an arm around her.
"Well.that's the second time that's happened to me this evening." She stared at the open door behind her.
"I'm sure it's nothing." Snape let go of her for a moment to go close the door again.
Dusk shrugged, "You said you wanted to show me something?"
"I said that just to get you down here." Snape shrugged shyly, putting his hands deep down into his pockets, "The truth is, is that I miss you."
"How can you miss me? We see each other every day and-"
"Well, when I don't see you." Snape lead her into the office, locking the door behind them this time, "I know you think I'm trying to make you move faster then you want, but that's because In every relationship I've ever been in, it's the woman in my life whose wanted to go as far as.well, you know, in so little time.You on the other hand." He dropped into the chair behind his desk, "Amaze me at how patient you are."
The doors lock clicked, and was opened by Professor Julen, looking particularity annoyed (A/n: P. Julen is the D.A.D.A. professor).
"Severus Snape, you old dog." She laid her slim hand on the desk, taking him in, staring at him, all while pushing Dusk aside.
"Problem Dorcus?" He asked solemnly.
"Yes, there are problems, but that's not my point." She sighed, "You told me you'd would do something for me, and you haven't done it yet."
"I've been extreamly busy, Dorcus. You can't expect me to drop everything to make you some silly little potion, now can you?"
"This is not some silly potion Severus!" She stomped her foot.
"Dorcus, I am-"
"I know you are Severus, and-" They where both surprised when the door slammed shut, and Dusk was no longer in the room.
"Where did you go earlier?" Severus stood next to his bed, half naked, rubbing his hair dry with a towel.
"Um.I came back up stairs. I remembered something I had to do and-" She squeaked as Snape threw his towel onto the bed next to her, and leaned over her, dangerously close.
"Your lying to me." He whispered, "I can tell that you are. The way your eye twitches like that, and the fact that your not looking at him." He sighed, and stood, "Really. Where did you go?"
"Just back to the common room." She shrugged, and looked up at him, "Honest."
"I suppose that's good enough for now." He pressed his lip against hers in a simple, even kiss, lengthening it out with short, equally simple turns of his head, and flicks of his tongue.
"It's the truth." She smiled against his lips, "And if you don't mind, I think I ought to be getting back." She flicked her own tongue across his, and smiled more broadly when he gave a mock-disgusted look.
"Why?" He asked, leaning back. "It gets awful lonely in this.big bed.all to myself..."
"Aw, you poor dear." She cooed, running her fingers through his damp hair.
"Well." He began to run his own fingers along the hem of her shirt, "Your just so irresistible."
She smiled at him again, rolling off the bed, "Well, tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and we can spend all night together.Alone." She added the last word as an after thought."
"Of course." He whispered, joining her on the floor.
He was slightly taller then her, and a long chain, with a medallion, usually hidden inside of his robes, hung down his bare torso as he stood in front of her, putting his hands on her hips, pulling her closer to himself. He was wearing only a fake-silk draw-string pants, and was walking around barefoot.
She, on the other hand, was casual, wearing an old and worn black robe, along with black leggings. She wore equally shabby slipper/shoes, so it was quieter when walking in the halls. Her hair was drawn back in a loose pony- tail, and for make-up she wore a thin layer of steadily vanishing lip balm.
"Kiss me." Snape ordered, lowering his head while she stood straighter to meet his lips.
"I should really go." She sighed, her eyes flickering open after a moment, "Goodbye Severus."
"Goodbye, Darling." He whispered, releasing her, as she turned in his arms towards the door, "Sleep well."
"Where do you go every night?" Ron asked suddenly at breakfast the next morning.
"What?" Dusk was taken slightly by surprise, and almost knocked her juice over, "What are you talking about?"
"Every night. I mean you leave, and you come back, but where do you go?" Ron asked, and leaned over,. "There are rumors that your sleeping with Snape, Dusk. That your going to be the next Twilight Riddle. Everyone things your going to die to. Some thing Viktor Krum isn't the one who killed her.Snape did."
"Balderdash." Dusk waved him away, "That's nonsense."
"Oh, I know it.but.where do you go?" Ron raised his voice slightly, "There have been sightings of you going into Snape's office."
Dusk sighed, "Alright, Professor Snape is giving me extra lessons. He says my mind is to broad to be wasted learning the things you all do in class. I'm eighteen, Ron! I should be much further ahead then you all." She lied easily.
"Oh." Ron looked confused, "But you're a Gryffindor."
"Oh." She rolled her eyes, "Well, I suppose I really am a Slytherin at heart, eh?" She shrugged, "Relax Ron. It's just extra lessons." And perhaps a little foreplay on the side, she added the last part silently.
"Well.why does he do it that late?"
"He's a busy man, Ron. It's the only time he has free."
"I suppose." Ron looked up to the teacher's table where Snape sat in a light discussion with Professor Dumbledore.
Dusk sighed, "Are you having problems with Hermione not being here?"
"No." He sighed.
"Um.where's Harry?" She finally asked, realizing he wasn't at the table.
"Oh. Still sleeping." Ron shrugged, "I didn't have the heart to wake him."
"Oh." She sighed in relief, "Just checking."
"Dusk?" Harry asked, coming behind her, "Can I speak with you.privately?" He added the last word as an after thought.
"Um.sure." She got up from her game of chess with Ron to follow Harry back into a corner.
"Dusk, I need to talk to you."
"We've established that." She smiled slightly.
"I know where you go every night." He looked at her with most seriousness, "I know what you do, and your feelings for Snape."
Dusk's smile began to fade, "How?"
"I followed you..." He whispered, not able to meet her eyes, "With my invisibility cloak. I-I'm sorry Dusk. I di-didn't mean to betray your trust.I was just worried about you.jealous really."
"It is also none of your business, Harry Potter." She spat his name out, "If you breath a word of what happens between Professor Snape, and myself, I will personally see to your death."
Snape silently watched as Dusk brooded, her arms crossed over her stomach, having pushed him away when he'd began to kiss her.
"Is there something wrong my sweet?" He tried his best to make her feel a little better, while lying her head in his lap, running his fingers through her hair.
"No.yes.well.yes." She turned her face against his stomach, closing her eyes, "Make me feel better.please?"
"Gladly." He whispered, bending down to kiss her, nudging her mouth open with his tongue.
"No." She stopped him, "Make me feel lots better."
"I'm afraid I don't quite catch your drift."
"Make love to me Severus." She whispered.
" Isn't it a bit early for that?"
"It's never to early to show someone how you feel." She whispered, as he looked into her drowsy eyes.
"You know how I feel about you." Snape whispered, "I shouldn't have to have sex with you."
"You've never told me how you feel!" Dusk stared up at him, her eyes wide.
"Well, that's because-" He fought for the words, but couldn't find them.
"Because what? Your just using me, to-"
"Don't say that!" He spoke with a very strong anger in his voice, "Don't you ever say that I am using you!"
"Then tell me how you feel!" She whispered.
Snape took a deep breath, "I'm not ready for this." He shrugged, "I can't say.that, and make it sound believable, when I haven't said it in over 6 months, to a girl whose dead!" He turned away from her, "I'm not ready for this, yet."
Dusk took a deep breath, putting a hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry. I-I was being selfish, I guess." She leaned in close to him, "I don't mean to rush you or anything. I know your still 'recovering'."
Snape was silent as she spoke on.
"I love you, even if you can't tell me that you feel the same way." She kissed his cheek, "I'm going to go. I'll-"
"Wait!" He grabbed her hand, "Please stay? Please?"
"I think you could use some time to think." She spoke softly.
"No." He whispered, pulling her back onto the bed, "I want you here with me. I want to talk to someone, beside myself. I wanted to ask you something."
"Well, I guess I can stay." She smiled, "Talk away."
"The reason I can't tell you how I feel about you, is because I feel like if I fully give myself to you, I'll be cheating Twilight out of 'her half' of me. You understand. Right?" He asked, putting his head against her stomach as she sat up on the bed, running her fingers through his hair.
"Yes.I think I do. You think that by telling me that you love me, you'll start to forget about Twilight, and the love you had for her." She brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead, "Am I right?"
"Sort of. Twilight was someone you'll never forget. Ever." He shook his head.
"I know. I've seen pictures. "She began to partly undo his robes so she could run a hand along his stomach, and wrapping
her hand around the chain. He shivered as she ran the cool metal of the medallion against his neck.
"Severus, as long as you keep her in at least one part of your heart, you'll always love her."
"You have a point." He sighed, "Let that sink in a little. Now, I want to you to go somewhere with me tomorrow." He took her hands, as he sat back up, untangling her from his chain.
"Go where?" She asked, "Tomorrow is Christmas, and-"
"Shhh." He silenced her, "I want you to go to my cabin in Hogsmead. Just for a few days.please?"
"Can I think about it?" She asked, after a moment.
"Of course." He whispered, "But don't take to long. I want to go tomorrow afternoon."
"I'll get back to you."
"Where are you going?" Harry stood behind her watching her pack a small bag.
"Ah, no where really." She shrugged, "I'm just.um.I'll be back before vacation is over." She zipped her bag, and flung it over her shoulder, turning away him.
"But, where are you going?" Harry followed her through the door.
"No where of your concern." She stated breezily, ducking through the door, into the hallway, Harry still following her.
"Are you going to be her tonight-"
"No."
"Dusk! Are you going somewhere with Snape?" Harry stopped in the middle of the hallway.
Dusk turned slowly, "It is none of your business, Harry Potter."
"Yes it is!" Harry yelled, "I don't want you to end up like Twilight! I-I'm not sure if she bit him or not, but-"
"He is harmless, Mr. Potter." Dusk placed her hands on her hips, "I have been with him for the last MONTH. Now it is none of your business." She then turned again, and continued down the hallway, towards Snape's office.
She heard the common room painting shut as she pushed open the door to Snape's office, where he sat, a small bag, similar to hers, next to him, and his feet on the cleared desk.
"Hello." She shut the door softly behind her, and sat in a chair in front of him.
"Problems?" He asked.
"Small ones.well one fairly large one. Goes by the name of Potter."
"Ah." He nodded, kicking his feet off the desk, "Potter."
She sighed, watching him as he stood, and went around his desk to kneel down in front of her, "He's stupid. What we do does not concern him."
"He is a complete moron." She sighed.
Snape pressed his lips to hers for a moment, before pulling her up, "C'mon, lets go. It's only a short walk through Hogsmead."
He stood, pulling her up with him, grabbing his bag off the floor and leading her out before she could say anything.
A/N: Hey, hope you enjoyed the chapter. Sorry it's so short. It was 14 pages written out.mmm.maybe it's the font? Perhaps? I don't know. Anyway, I'll try to post chapter 4 soon. Later
~Samma
"Where were you last night?" Hermione hissed out of the corner of her mouth.
"Sleeping? Where else?" Dusk was unconcerned as she ate.
"Sleeping where?" Hermione was being particularly nosey.
"In bed." Dusk shrugged, turning towards her, "Why?"
"You were not. I know you weren't. I checked on you."
"Now why would you do a silly thing like that?" Dusk was now annoyed.
"I wanted to apologize for the way I acted in Hogsmead, yesterday."
"Well I don't want your apologies." Dusk stood up, "Now if you don't mind, I have a meeting with Professor Snape I must attend."
Three weeks later. Christmas Holidays
"Hey! Where are you going?" Harry asked, just before Dusk ducked out of the common room.
"A.um.I thought I'd go get a little fresh air, that's all. A short walk." She shrugged.
"I'll come with!" Harry automatically invited himself along.
"No, no, no." Dusk tried to sway him, "I might wander for a long time, and it's already late."
"So?" Harry shrugged.
"Look, I'd rather be alone right now." Dusk looked down at her hands.
"Okay, fine." He backed off a little, "Don't have a fit." He sat back down.
Dusk sighed as she stepped out into the deserted hallway, jumping when the hole closed behind her a few minutes later, when she was down the hall a bit. Deciding it was nothing, she continued on her way to the dungeons, where she hoped Snape was waiting, perhaps rudely correcting end of semester tests, and essays, or something of the nature.
She paused a few times thinking she'd heard foot steps behind her, but threw the thought off, as she stepped into the potions dungeon, pulling the door tightly shut behind her.
"Severus?" She asked the empty room, edging towards the office door, and jumping as it, and the main door opened at the same time.
"Skittish are you?" Snape smiled slightly, putting an arm around her.
"Well.that's the second time that's happened to me this evening." She stared at the open door behind her.
"I'm sure it's nothing." Snape let go of her for a moment to go close the door again.
Dusk shrugged, "You said you wanted to show me something?"
"I said that just to get you down here." Snape shrugged shyly, putting his hands deep down into his pockets, "The truth is, is that I miss you."
"How can you miss me? We see each other every day and-"
"Well, when I don't see you." Snape lead her into the office, locking the door behind them this time, "I know you think I'm trying to make you move faster then you want, but that's because In every relationship I've ever been in, it's the woman in my life whose wanted to go as far as.well, you know, in so little time.You on the other hand." He dropped into the chair behind his desk, "Amaze me at how patient you are."
The doors lock clicked, and was opened by Professor Julen, looking particularity annoyed (A/n: P. Julen is the D.A.D.A. professor).
"Severus Snape, you old dog." She laid her slim hand on the desk, taking him in, staring at him, all while pushing Dusk aside.
"Problem Dorcus?" He asked solemnly.
"Yes, there are problems, but that's not my point." She sighed, "You told me you'd would do something for me, and you haven't done it yet."
"I've been extreamly busy, Dorcus. You can't expect me to drop everything to make you some silly little potion, now can you?"
"This is not some silly potion Severus!" She stomped her foot.
"Dorcus, I am-"
"I know you are Severus, and-" They where both surprised when the door slammed shut, and Dusk was no longer in the room.
"Where did you go earlier?" Severus stood next to his bed, half naked, rubbing his hair dry with a towel.
"Um.I came back up stairs. I remembered something I had to do and-" She squeaked as Snape threw his towel onto the bed next to her, and leaned over her, dangerously close.
"Your lying to me." He whispered, "I can tell that you are. The way your eye twitches like that, and the fact that your not looking at him." He sighed, and stood, "Really. Where did you go?"
"Just back to the common room." She shrugged, and looked up at him, "Honest."
"I suppose that's good enough for now." He pressed his lip against hers in a simple, even kiss, lengthening it out with short, equally simple turns of his head, and flicks of his tongue.
"It's the truth." She smiled against his lips, "And if you don't mind, I think I ought to be getting back." She flicked her own tongue across his, and smiled more broadly when he gave a mock-disgusted look.
"Why?" He asked, leaning back. "It gets awful lonely in this.big bed.all to myself..."
"Aw, you poor dear." She cooed, running her fingers through his damp hair.
"Well." He began to run his own fingers along the hem of her shirt, "Your just so irresistible."
She smiled at him again, rolling off the bed, "Well, tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and we can spend all night together.Alone." She added the last word as an after thought."
"Of course." He whispered, joining her on the floor.
He was slightly taller then her, and a long chain, with a medallion, usually hidden inside of his robes, hung down his bare torso as he stood in front of her, putting his hands on her hips, pulling her closer to himself. He was wearing only a fake-silk draw-string pants, and was walking around barefoot.
She, on the other hand, was casual, wearing an old and worn black robe, along with black leggings. She wore equally shabby slipper/shoes, so it was quieter when walking in the halls. Her hair was drawn back in a loose pony- tail, and for make-up she wore a thin layer of steadily vanishing lip balm.
"Kiss me." Snape ordered, lowering his head while she stood straighter to meet his lips.
"I should really go." She sighed, her eyes flickering open after a moment, "Goodbye Severus."
"Goodbye, Darling." He whispered, releasing her, as she turned in his arms towards the door, "Sleep well."
"Where do you go every night?" Ron asked suddenly at breakfast the next morning.
"What?" Dusk was taken slightly by surprise, and almost knocked her juice over, "What are you talking about?"
"Every night. I mean you leave, and you come back, but where do you go?" Ron asked, and leaned over,. "There are rumors that your sleeping with Snape, Dusk. That your going to be the next Twilight Riddle. Everyone things your going to die to. Some thing Viktor Krum isn't the one who killed her.Snape did."
"Balderdash." Dusk waved him away, "That's nonsense."
"Oh, I know it.but.where do you go?" Ron raised his voice slightly, "There have been sightings of you going into Snape's office."
Dusk sighed, "Alright, Professor Snape is giving me extra lessons. He says my mind is to broad to be wasted learning the things you all do in class. I'm eighteen, Ron! I should be much further ahead then you all." She lied easily.
"Oh." Ron looked confused, "But you're a Gryffindor."
"Oh." She rolled her eyes, "Well, I suppose I really am a Slytherin at heart, eh?" She shrugged, "Relax Ron. It's just extra lessons." And perhaps a little foreplay on the side, she added the last part silently.
"Well.why does he do it that late?"
"He's a busy man, Ron. It's the only time he has free."
"I suppose." Ron looked up to the teacher's table where Snape sat in a light discussion with Professor Dumbledore.
Dusk sighed, "Are you having problems with Hermione not being here?"
"No." He sighed.
"Um.where's Harry?" She finally asked, realizing he wasn't at the table.
"Oh. Still sleeping." Ron shrugged, "I didn't have the heart to wake him."
"Oh." She sighed in relief, "Just checking."
"Dusk?" Harry asked, coming behind her, "Can I speak with you.privately?" He added the last word as an after thought.
"Um.sure." She got up from her game of chess with Ron to follow Harry back into a corner.
"Dusk, I need to talk to you."
"We've established that." She smiled slightly.
"I know where you go every night." He looked at her with most seriousness, "I know what you do, and your feelings for Snape."
Dusk's smile began to fade, "How?"
"I followed you..." He whispered, not able to meet her eyes, "With my invisibility cloak. I-I'm sorry Dusk. I di-didn't mean to betray your trust.I was just worried about you.jealous really."
"It is also none of your business, Harry Potter." She spat his name out, "If you breath a word of what happens between Professor Snape, and myself, I will personally see to your death."
Snape silently watched as Dusk brooded, her arms crossed over her stomach, having pushed him away when he'd began to kiss her.
"Is there something wrong my sweet?" He tried his best to make her feel a little better, while lying her head in his lap, running his fingers through her hair.
"No.yes.well.yes." She turned her face against his stomach, closing her eyes, "Make me feel better.please?"
"Gladly." He whispered, bending down to kiss her, nudging her mouth open with his tongue.
"No." She stopped him, "Make me feel lots better."
"I'm afraid I don't quite catch your drift."
"Make love to me Severus." She whispered.
" Isn't it a bit early for that?"
"It's never to early to show someone how you feel." She whispered, as he looked into her drowsy eyes.
"You know how I feel about you." Snape whispered, "I shouldn't have to have sex with you."
"You've never told me how you feel!" Dusk stared up at him, her eyes wide.
"Well, that's because-" He fought for the words, but couldn't find them.
"Because what? Your just using me, to-"
"Don't say that!" He spoke with a very strong anger in his voice, "Don't you ever say that I am using you!"
"Then tell me how you feel!" She whispered.
Snape took a deep breath, "I'm not ready for this." He shrugged, "I can't say.that, and make it sound believable, when I haven't said it in over 6 months, to a girl whose dead!" He turned away from her, "I'm not ready for this, yet."
Dusk took a deep breath, putting a hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry. I-I was being selfish, I guess." She leaned in close to him, "I don't mean to rush you or anything. I know your still 'recovering'."
Snape was silent as she spoke on.
"I love you, even if you can't tell me that you feel the same way." She kissed his cheek, "I'm going to go. I'll-"
"Wait!" He grabbed her hand, "Please stay? Please?"
"I think you could use some time to think." She spoke softly.
"No." He whispered, pulling her back onto the bed, "I want you here with me. I want to talk to someone, beside myself. I wanted to ask you something."
"Well, I guess I can stay." She smiled, "Talk away."
"The reason I can't tell you how I feel about you, is because I feel like if I fully give myself to you, I'll be cheating Twilight out of 'her half' of me. You understand. Right?" He asked, putting his head against her stomach as she sat up on the bed, running her fingers through his hair.
"Yes.I think I do. You think that by telling me that you love me, you'll start to forget about Twilight, and the love you had for her." She brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead, "Am I right?"
"Sort of. Twilight was someone you'll never forget. Ever." He shook his head.
"I know. I've seen pictures. "She began to partly undo his robes so she could run a hand along his stomach, and wrapping
her hand around the chain. He shivered as she ran the cool metal of the medallion against his neck.
"Severus, as long as you keep her in at least one part of your heart, you'll always love her."
"You have a point." He sighed, "Let that sink in a little. Now, I want to you to go somewhere with me tomorrow." He took her hands, as he sat back up, untangling her from his chain.
"Go where?" She asked, "Tomorrow is Christmas, and-"
"Shhh." He silenced her, "I want you to go to my cabin in Hogsmead. Just for a few days.please?"
"Can I think about it?" She asked, after a moment.
"Of course." He whispered, "But don't take to long. I want to go tomorrow afternoon."
"I'll get back to you."
"Where are you going?" Harry stood behind her watching her pack a small bag.
"Ah, no where really." She shrugged, "I'm just.um.I'll be back before vacation is over." She zipped her bag, and flung it over her shoulder, turning away him.
"But, where are you going?" Harry followed her through the door.
"No where of your concern." She stated breezily, ducking through the door, into the hallway, Harry still following her.
"Are you going to be her tonight-"
"No."
"Dusk! Are you going somewhere with Snape?" Harry stopped in the middle of the hallway.
Dusk turned slowly, "It is none of your business, Harry Potter."
"Yes it is!" Harry yelled, "I don't want you to end up like Twilight! I-I'm not sure if she bit him or not, but-"
"He is harmless, Mr. Potter." Dusk placed her hands on her hips, "I have been with him for the last MONTH. Now it is none of your business." She then turned again, and continued down the hallway, towards Snape's office.
She heard the common room painting shut as she pushed open the door to Snape's office, where he sat, a small bag, similar to hers, next to him, and his feet on the cleared desk.
"Hello." She shut the door softly behind her, and sat in a chair in front of him.
"Problems?" He asked.
"Small ones.well one fairly large one. Goes by the name of Potter."
"Ah." He nodded, kicking his feet off the desk, "Potter."
She sighed, watching him as he stood, and went around his desk to kneel down in front of her, "He's stupid. What we do does not concern him."
"He is a complete moron." She sighed.
Snape pressed his lips to hers for a moment, before pulling her up, "C'mon, lets go. It's only a short walk through Hogsmead."
He stood, pulling her up with him, grabbing his bag off the floor and leading her out before she could say anything.
A/N: Hey, hope you enjoyed the chapter. Sorry it's so short. It was 14 pages written out.mmm.maybe it's the font? Perhaps? I don't know. Anyway, I'll try to post chapter 4 soon. Later
~Samma