Miss (Mr.) Congeniality
Authors: Wolfiegrl and Lily_Potter
Disclaimer: We don't own...don't sue...but we wouldn't mind if JKR shared James with us. ;)
After though to the disclaimer: Or Sirius, or Remus, We aren't that picky....

Wolfie's Note: This has to be my favourite chapter so far. I loved writing Snape, as I had never gotten a chance to do so before. Both Lily and I thought that he is too complex a character to be without an attachment, and Naricssa seemed the obvious choice, as we both feel that the Lily/Snape stories were getting incredibly cliché and overused.



Chapter 3

Early Monday morning, nearly 6 hours after the Marauders found out about the black mail, Severus Snape exited the Sixth Year boys' dormitory and made his way to the Slytherin Common Room..

For months now, he would awake almost an hour before everybody else to watch the sunset. With Narcissa. Severus wasn't necessarily a morning person, quiet the opposite, but this chance, to spend time with Narcissa, wasn't something he was willing, was able, to miss.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the Common Room Window, magically created so that it could not be seen from the outside.

Unlike many, he did not watch the sun for its beauty. And unlike Narcissa, he wasn't there to gawk at its strength and power. Instead, he was in awe of its addictiveness. It was one of the things that humans, magical or not, completely depended on. And not only humans, but every shred of life on this planet.

It was the sound of Narcissa's robes rasping against the stone walls of the dungeon, as she pressed herself against the window, that had actually alerted him of her presence.

In these moments, they never spoke. There by a mutual bond, enjoying each others' company, they said not a word. Only after the sun has risen, do they say 'good morning' and make polite murmurings.

Or as polite as Severus Snape could be that early in the morning.

As the rays of light sneak across the sky, and a red glow settles on the horizon, Severus imagines what would it be like to reach out, and touch her. Her hands, her face. To feel the texture of her skin, or to see soft gentle strands of blond hair twisting around his fingers. "What would it feel like?" He wonders.

If he was honest with himself, he would admit that he never really came down for the sun, not the literal sun anyway. But for a moment in which he could bask in her beauty. Yet in situations like these, he was rarely honest with himself, so he continued to stare at the horizon, and its rising star.

Narcissa herself, reached over to link her arm through his. Gently threading milk white fingers across his skin. Until she gently rested them against his own.

He dared not look at their intertwined hands, her left and his right. He dared not think of his thundering heart, or their fragile friendship, and especially the ring on her finger.

Minutes ticked by gently, sands of time shifting, and the sun rose higher. Narcissa slipped her other hand around their intertwined ones and moved to face him.

"Morning Severus" She said.

"Morning" He managed to mutter. And that's when inspiration struck.

"Nar, could I ask you for a favour?"

"Sure." She smiled, but it was bittersweet. Nothing had changed in the world, not for the rich or those of noble blood. Marring Lucious was nothing but an order from her family. And it was her duty as eldest daughter to follow and obey. And obey she would.

"You're hosting the pageant, right?" He asked, as clearly as he could manage that early.

She nodded, startled. Severus wasn't fond of pageants, or blond girls dressed in short pink dresses. Not that he had a thing against short dresses, as she could recall.

"Is there a rule about guys entering?" He inquired.

Naricssa's jaw dropped to the ground. Shocked, she let go of his arm suddenly, and pointed an accusing finger in his direction.

"You want to enter?" She demanded, her body shaking with disbelief.

"Of course bloody not!" He cried, outraged.

"Then...then.. what?" She asked.

"I black mailed Potter and Black into entering." He said, obviously rather proud of himself.

"Oh, God! Now you tell me?" She looked at him, her eyes burning fierce holes into him.

"Can it be done?" He asked.

"I'm not sure do I want it to be done. This might be a good chance for you to embarrass them two. That's probably what you see it as. But its more to me. More. Its my last year, last pageant, I'm not gonna let you ruin it." She stated, hands firmly placed on her hips.

He took one of those hands into his own.

"Nar... those pageants are pointless." He quickly pressed his other hand against her mouth when she started to protest.

"Listen..... just listen.. those pageants are always the same. You said it, its your last year. Let something different happen. This one will go down in history."

She closed her eyes and considered it...

"You want more, don't you?" She asked with a sigh.

"And I get to pick one or two of the questions." He stated.

Her eyes shot open, filled with fire and rage again.

"You are making bloody demands here. I don't need to do any of those stuff..." She was cut of, as he replaced his hand over her mouth.

Even though they were rather close, he took the teensiest step forward, his body towering over hers, his eyes penetrating.

"Please Nar?" He asked, his voice barely a whisper, while he moved his hand from her mouth and twisted it through her hair.

"Oh, ok." She tried to make her self sound casual and nonchalant. Instead her words were nothing but a gentle hiss, a purr.

She brought her left forward to caress his face, but as the cool metal of her gold ring touched his face, he dropped his hands to his sides.

Took a step back.

And left her standing by the window, the sunlight flooding the room.

"Thanks Nar.." and that was that.

To be continued!!!

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