My Love is Vengeance: Chapter Two: You give it all but I want more.
Trinity awoke in what she assumed was the early morning. With there being no windows in her dungeon rooms she could not tell from having the sun greet her through the glass. With a sigh and a groan she stretched off the sleep induced tension that had sunk in her bones. Beneath the covers she curled up once more, seriously considering staying in bed for the rest of the day, but alas, she carried the problem of not being able to fall asleep again once she had awoken. With a reluctant flourish the new professor climbed out of her bed and set foot onto the unbelievably ice cold floor. In mid yawn she glanced at her clock and saw that it was very early in the morning indeed. Just rounding four o' clock in the AM to be precise. Muttering a few very choice expletives she slid into her bathroom and began to shed the clothes in which she slept. She let the shower run for a long time before stepping into it, making sure the water was almost scalding as it rolled over her flesh.
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Severus paced back and forth in his rooms. It had been like this for almost an hour now. He couldn't sleep. He pondered just lying in bed but that would really do no good. Instead he opted to get dressed, perhaps even take a stroll before he was to attend the morning staff meeting. Only one more week until the start of the new schooling season. Professor Snape had to admit, if to only to himself, that he was a bit excited, and well, nervous. Quickly he tried to banish such thoughts, nothing good can come of those. He rolled his eyes in reference to himself and his silly train of thought before climbing into the cooling water he had begun to fill the bathtub up with.
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Trinity emerged from the bathroom amid a billowing cloud of steam and wrapped in an oversized plush towel. She stood before her wardrobe, pulling out the first thing she saw, a set of navy blue robes, and threw them on the bed. She let her towel fall to the floor as she crossed the length of the room, pulling out a set of painfully girly undergarments from a drawer and doubled back to her bed, slipping them on before the robes. Looking in the mirror she quickly ran her hands through her hair and smoothed down the few wrinkles in the fabric she saw.
"It'll have to do for now." She spoke to no one in particular. Looking at her clock again, it revealed that time had not sped by as much as she would've liked to. It now was going on five, and after walking around her chambers and glancing half heartedly at the lessons she had planned for the first week of classes she felt that she would die of boredom if she remained in these horribly drab surroundings for another minute. She exited her room and wandered through the empty corridors, stepping gingerly up the landings and stairs as not to make too much noise. The castle was a bit daunting when no one was around.
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Professor Snape strolled slowly out of his bathroom, feeling no different that he had when he went in. No amount of water could cleanse how he felt these days. With a slight flick of the wand his hair dried, and body was swathed in robes. Gazing into the mirror he saw a ghost of a man staring back at him. Lank hair to his shoulders, and black eyes. Unfathomable depth, yet any trace of emotion had been scraped away after years of pain. His complexion was pale, too pale too be healthy. Mouth in a scowl and body stiff and rigid. His days had left him broken and no one was quicker to acknowledge that fact than he. But he tried not to wallow in such self pity for it became unproductive, boring. His reflection rolled it's eyes and Snape himself growled. He ran his hands through his hair and turned away from the glass, pausing for a moment as he decided what the days first events were to be. Since he first thought of it a walk had been quite enticing and before much else he had already been at the door and out into the hallways at Hogwarts, heading for the morning air.
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Trinity stepped onto the dewy grass before the other professor made it outside. She lingered in gentle breezes that the night still had to offer and took in the violent purples and reds the quickening sun stained the clouds. She didn't care to address him when he walked up behind her, only did she sigh a little louder and wrapped her hands about her own body, still absorbed in the daybreak that was slowly unraveling. Snape himself was rather surprised to see her up and about at this time of day. He had grown accustomed to coming out before the sun had risen, taking a small joy in the birth of the morning after a life of such darkness. He regarded her for a moment before turning to leave.
She could feel someone there. A pair of eyes on her back, then the subtle movement of air as if not to disturb you.
"You needn't go on account of me." Trinity spoke to him without turning look. Her body still embracing itself, head tilted to the sky. Her voice was hoarse, tired still, obviously not suited to this hour. She hung her head and reached into her robes, now catching the attention of Snape, who had turned from walking away after she spoke. She procured a small square pack of something he could not quite place, and a book of matches. He raised an eyebrow and inched closer, his curiosity getting the best of his normally aloof demeanor. She bent her head down struck a match and put a cigarette to her lips, inhaling deeply. Severus backed away, scrunching his nose.
"You smoke." It was more a accusation than anything else.
She turned on her heels, robes sweeping around her frames and set her eyes on the intruder firmly. "Yes, I do. Do you have some sort of problem with that?" She took note of his hair, most drastic for a teacher, long and blue black. She didn't really know who he was, but if one hung around here so early what else would one be but an educator?
He stepped around her, looking at the sky as she once had, "Not at all, a rather nasty Muggle sort of habit though, one which any sort of self respecting wizard really wouldn't get into…", his tone was bordering on snide, just enough to get a few digs in to the new meat.
"Ah…" She nodded, looking to the ground and continuing to smoke. "It's going to be like then, is it?" Trinity circled Severus, stepping in front of his rather imposing form, attempting to challenge his eyes.
He simply shrugged. "Your actions really don't concern me, Miss."
She nodded again, thinning her lips down, looking past him. "Right then." She brushed past him, throwing the cigarette down at his feet, sulking away as the sun grew brighter and bolder in the sky. "Nothing like a conversation with a git to start the day off right."
Stifling a small smile Snape felt rather triumphant in the first of his encounters with this new professor. His new job made him even cockier, if that was possible, and finding any inadequacies in someone who now held his former place was a mere perk to the rest of the package. However his reverie was interrupted when he caught the last of her remark, said lightly enough to be to herself but obviously meant for his ears. He swept around, his face nearing a shade of red equal to the sky, eyes blaring, mouth hung open in shock. The sheer thought that someone was capable of speaking to him in that way made his blood boil, let alone someone acting upon it.
She however was walking away, confident that she had left the victor of whatever that was meant to be, and missing out on the look of pure hatred on the most menacing professor at Hogwarts.