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All things not Allosia and Gabriel belong to JKR.
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"Are you forbidding me to go?" she asked, pacing back and forth across his office between seminar meetings.
"Allosia, do not make me yet another authority figure I'm not interested in being because you can't handle taking responsibility for your headstrong, impatient, incautious and need I mention selfish desires."
Sometimes, all she could do was gape at him. "I wasn't aware that's what this was," she said tightly.
"Your cavorting around London by yourself for a few days, is exactly that."
"That wasn't what I meant, and if you think it will be too much trouble for you, I'm happy to take Gabriel." That had hurt, and she knew it and smiled.
Snape conspicuously bit his tongue. He saw exactly what she was trying to escalate the argument into and he wasn't going to give in. Instinctively he knew she was just trying to hurt and frighten him, but if he gave in, gave her the opportunity, she might in fact just flee. He wouldn't have blamed her either.
He covered his face with his hand then and turned from her, pacing in a small circle, his robes dragging across the ground behind him.
"'Sia," he said, sighing, and removing the hand from his face. "Sia, Sia, Sia," he muttered, worrying her name in his mouth. He approached her then, and grabbed her by the chin, harshly. Her stance remained defiant, but her eyes gentled to him. "I would be most lost without you. I understand the costs of this, of us, have been immense to you. I am terrified at the thought of something happening to you. Surely, you must recognize the risk."
She blinked slowly. "I need to do this. You need me to do this; I will go and I will come back. I will contact you every night and you will find some damn faith."
"It's not that I don't -"
"Yes, it is. As much as you are worried about the world out there, and your lovely, charming Death Eater friends, you're worried I won't choose to come back here."
He dropped his hand from her chin then and closed his eyes.
"Severus," she said, touching his cheek lightly. "I'll be home in just a few days. I don't put up with you, just so I can walk away."
"So you're going?"
"Yes, for three days, now do you want me to bring the baby or not?"
"No, no, I can handle him."
"You're sure?" she said leaning against him.
He absently twisted her short hair between his fingers. "How hard can it be?"
"That was absolutely the wrong thing to say, dear."
He had thought for a second they were going to start fighting again, this time about his contributions to their life as a family, but realized instead, as she leaned against him, that she just meant that their child was even more of a handful than she was.
She made a slight humming noise as his fingers continued to work through her hair.
"Is that desire I hear?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she said, chuckling against him and brushing her hand against the inside of his thigh through all the layers of his robes.
"Not now 'Sia, and certainly, not here," he said gently.
She quirked her mouth at him.
"Yes, I suppose I will give into you one day, but this is not that day."
She stood up from him then.
"See if you can find someone to watch the baby tonight."
"Alright," she said, quietly, and left.
All things not Allosia and Gabriel belong to JKR.
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"Are you forbidding me to go?" she asked, pacing back and forth across his office between seminar meetings.
"Allosia, do not make me yet another authority figure I'm not interested in being because you can't handle taking responsibility for your headstrong, impatient, incautious and need I mention selfish desires."
Sometimes, all she could do was gape at him. "I wasn't aware that's what this was," she said tightly.
"Your cavorting around London by yourself for a few days, is exactly that."
"That wasn't what I meant, and if you think it will be too much trouble for you, I'm happy to take Gabriel." That had hurt, and she knew it and smiled.
Snape conspicuously bit his tongue. He saw exactly what she was trying to escalate the argument into and he wasn't going to give in. Instinctively he knew she was just trying to hurt and frighten him, but if he gave in, gave her the opportunity, she might in fact just flee. He wouldn't have blamed her either.
He covered his face with his hand then and turned from her, pacing in a small circle, his robes dragging across the ground behind him.
"'Sia," he said, sighing, and removing the hand from his face. "Sia, Sia, Sia," he muttered, worrying her name in his mouth. He approached her then, and grabbed her by the chin, harshly. Her stance remained defiant, but her eyes gentled to him. "I would be most lost without you. I understand the costs of this, of us, have been immense to you. I am terrified at the thought of something happening to you. Surely, you must recognize the risk."
She blinked slowly. "I need to do this. You need me to do this; I will go and I will come back. I will contact you every night and you will find some damn faith."
"It's not that I don't -"
"Yes, it is. As much as you are worried about the world out there, and your lovely, charming Death Eater friends, you're worried I won't choose to come back here."
He dropped his hand from her chin then and closed his eyes.
"Severus," she said, touching his cheek lightly. "I'll be home in just a few days. I don't put up with you, just so I can walk away."
"So you're going?"
"Yes, for three days, now do you want me to bring the baby or not?"
"No, no, I can handle him."
"You're sure?" she said leaning against him.
He absently twisted her short hair between his fingers. "How hard can it be?"
"That was absolutely the wrong thing to say, dear."
He had thought for a second they were going to start fighting again, this time about his contributions to their life as a family, but realized instead, as she leaned against him, that she just meant that their child was even more of a handful than she was.
She made a slight humming noise as his fingers continued to work through her hair.
"Is that desire I hear?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she said, chuckling against him and brushing her hand against the inside of his thigh through all the layers of his robes.
"Not now 'Sia, and certainly, not here," he said gently.
She quirked her mouth at him.
"Yes, I suppose I will give into you one day, but this is not that day."
She stood up from him then.
"See if you can find someone to watch the baby tonight."
"Alright," she said, quietly, and left.