Chapter 8
Andromeda's morning went by quickly, mostly because she couldn't get her mind off of Severus. Finally, lunch came around, and Andromeda entered the Great Hall and sat in her usual seat. She had been sitting for only a few moments when she heard a smooth silky voice say, "Do you mind if I sit here?" She looked up. It was Severus. Her heart skipped a beat, and without being able to speak, she nodded, and Severus sat down.
Severus was certain the potion had worked. No one had ever looked at him like that willingly. "How has your morning been, Severus?" her sweet voice said. "Full of students." He replied, "So it couldn't have possibly been that wonderful." She laughed a silvery and lovely laugh. It sounded like music to him. "It really couldn't have been that bad." She replied. "Maybe if you were nicer to them they wouldn't be so afraid of you."
Gilderoy stared down the table. Andromeda and Severus were happily chatting away. The good news: the potion worked. The bad news: It worked for Severus. Damn. The scary thing was that they looked good together. Her blonde hair played off his black hair, her bright eyes, and his dark eyes. He was tall she wasn't. They fit together. No, wait. That's opposites. Gilderoy scratched his head. Or is it a palindrome? Well one thing was certain, Severus is an idiom. No, wait-
Severus couldn't help but notice that Gilderoy was staring stupidly at him. It didn't matter what he was thinking, though, because he was with Andromeda, and Gilderoy wasn't. Andromeda had just agreed to meet him for dinner that evening in his dungeon. Everything was going beautifully.
That night, Andromeda put on her best robes and went down to the dungeons. She knocked on the door of Severus's office.
She was early. 'Figures.' Severus thought. He patted the top of his hair to make sure it was all in place and opened the door. She truly was a vision of beauty. She wore a blue robe, silk moved with her as she walked, and her hair was brought down from her tight bun. Her golden locks fell across her shoulders, and her lips were as red as blood.
Andromeda was amazed at how nice the potion room looked at night. There were candles everywhere, and there was an enchanted violin in the corner playing sweet music. There was a table in the middle of the room, upon which sat a silk tablecloth and golden plates. Andromeda was at loss for words. "It's gorgeous." She stammered, looking back at Severus.
"Shall we?" Severus asked, leading Andromeda to the table and pulling out her chair. She sat down, and he did the same. Immediately, food filled the golden plates and the evening began. They sat and ate. The talked. They listened to the violin music that played through the air. It was all like a dream to Severus, and it would end just as soon.
Minutes turned into hours, and soon the night was almost over. Gilderoy's day with Andromeda came closer and closer, and finally, it was five minutes away from reality. "Perhaps," Severus asked, trying to hold on to the precious moments, "You would like to dance?" Andromeda smiled and nodded. They got up from the table, and Severus took her into his arms. Her body felt perfect against his as they moved across the room to the music. The music ended, and they were left just in each other's arms, no swaying to any music, but solitary and unmoving. Severus looked into her eyes. How he would miss this moment. There were no words needed, for he spoke with his heart, and she listened with hers. He lifted her chin, and pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him back, and for but a moment, he was as close to bliss as ever possible for him. There was a minute left until midnight. "You have to go." Severus said. "You have a long day ahead of you." "No I don't." Andromeda said, as Severus led her to the door. "Just more classes." "Believe me." Severus replied, "Any day with Gilderoy is a long and tiresome day." "What do you mean?" Andromeda asked, but Severus did not answer. He simply kissed her on her forehead and said, "Goodnight."
Andromeda stood confused outside the dungeon door. She heard the clock strike twelve as the chiming of the clocks of the castle filled the air. She felt another pain in her stomach, this time stronger than the last. She held her stomach, she felt dizzy and she almost passed out. But suddenly, as it had before, it stopped. She stood straight up. The thought of Severus was completely out of her head. She had no idea what had come over her. How could she ever love anyone but Gilderoy Lockhart?
Andromeda's morning went by quickly, mostly because she couldn't get her mind off of Severus. Finally, lunch came around, and Andromeda entered the Great Hall and sat in her usual seat. She had been sitting for only a few moments when she heard a smooth silky voice say, "Do you mind if I sit here?" She looked up. It was Severus. Her heart skipped a beat, and without being able to speak, she nodded, and Severus sat down.
Severus was certain the potion had worked. No one had ever looked at him like that willingly. "How has your morning been, Severus?" her sweet voice said. "Full of students." He replied, "So it couldn't have possibly been that wonderful." She laughed a silvery and lovely laugh. It sounded like music to him. "It really couldn't have been that bad." She replied. "Maybe if you were nicer to them they wouldn't be so afraid of you."
Gilderoy stared down the table. Andromeda and Severus were happily chatting away. The good news: the potion worked. The bad news: It worked for Severus. Damn. The scary thing was that they looked good together. Her blonde hair played off his black hair, her bright eyes, and his dark eyes. He was tall she wasn't. They fit together. No, wait. That's opposites. Gilderoy scratched his head. Or is it a palindrome? Well one thing was certain, Severus is an idiom. No, wait-
Severus couldn't help but notice that Gilderoy was staring stupidly at him. It didn't matter what he was thinking, though, because he was with Andromeda, and Gilderoy wasn't. Andromeda had just agreed to meet him for dinner that evening in his dungeon. Everything was going beautifully.
That night, Andromeda put on her best robes and went down to the dungeons. She knocked on the door of Severus's office.
She was early. 'Figures.' Severus thought. He patted the top of his hair to make sure it was all in place and opened the door. She truly was a vision of beauty. She wore a blue robe, silk moved with her as she walked, and her hair was brought down from her tight bun. Her golden locks fell across her shoulders, and her lips were as red as blood.
Andromeda was amazed at how nice the potion room looked at night. There were candles everywhere, and there was an enchanted violin in the corner playing sweet music. There was a table in the middle of the room, upon which sat a silk tablecloth and golden plates. Andromeda was at loss for words. "It's gorgeous." She stammered, looking back at Severus.
"Shall we?" Severus asked, leading Andromeda to the table and pulling out her chair. She sat down, and he did the same. Immediately, food filled the golden plates and the evening began. They sat and ate. The talked. They listened to the violin music that played through the air. It was all like a dream to Severus, and it would end just as soon.
Minutes turned into hours, and soon the night was almost over. Gilderoy's day with Andromeda came closer and closer, and finally, it was five minutes away from reality. "Perhaps," Severus asked, trying to hold on to the precious moments, "You would like to dance?" Andromeda smiled and nodded. They got up from the table, and Severus took her into his arms. Her body felt perfect against his as they moved across the room to the music. The music ended, and they were left just in each other's arms, no swaying to any music, but solitary and unmoving. Severus looked into her eyes. How he would miss this moment. There were no words needed, for he spoke with his heart, and she listened with hers. He lifted her chin, and pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him back, and for but a moment, he was as close to bliss as ever possible for him. There was a minute left until midnight. "You have to go." Severus said. "You have a long day ahead of you." "No I don't." Andromeda said, as Severus led her to the door. "Just more classes." "Believe me." Severus replied, "Any day with Gilderoy is a long and tiresome day." "What do you mean?" Andromeda asked, but Severus did not answer. He simply kissed her on her forehead and said, "Goodnight."
Andromeda stood confused outside the dungeon door. She heard the clock strike twelve as the chiming of the clocks of the castle filled the air. She felt another pain in her stomach, this time stronger than the last. She held her stomach, she felt dizzy and she almost passed out. But suddenly, as it had before, it stopped. She stood straight up. The thought of Severus was completely out of her head. She had no idea what had come over her. How could she ever love anyone but Gilderoy Lockhart?