Title: Forbidden to Feel
Author: Sterlin
Archive: Please do ^_^ Just let me know where so I can check it out, if I haven't already
Rating: PG-13 for language and situations
Spoilers: None as far as I know
Disclaimers: I don't own Severus Snape or Albus Dumbledore, or any other Harry Potter characters or locations. I do however own Cecila - feel free to use her in any fanfictions, just ask my permission first and leave her in character.
Warnings: This story has some adult-ish situations and language. Also, be forewarned - if you review, and flame me without criticizing me (i.e. saying WHY you don't like the story), I will hunt you down and tear your stories to pieces. Just a pleasant warning ^_^
Summary: Severus dreams and remembers the first time that he saw Cecila **FLASHBACK**
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Severus stood at the front of the classroom, gazing out at the Slytherin and Gryffindor first year students seated before him. The children were casting sideways, accusing glares at each other. Severus smirked to himself, thinking of how much he was going to enjoy torturing this class.
"Welcome, to Potions class," Severus said slowly and deliberately, and each of the students fell silent. Their eyes turned towards him, and he thought he glimpsed shards of anxiety cutting through the Gryffindor student's eyes. "In this class - " he started, but he was cut as a tall, thin girl hurrying into the classroom.
"Terribly sorry Professor - Snape," she paused to remember his name. As she hurried towards her seat with the Gryffindor's, she appeared to be ignoring the gasps and shocked stares she was receiving from her classmates. "I got quite lost on the way here," she explained as she pulled her long hair up into a ponytail and reached for her quill.
"I'll have you know, Miss - Thornbade," Severus glanced at his attendance chart angrily, "that I've never had a first year student late to my class before."
"Well, there's a first for everything," she muttered, and the class let out a collective gasp. Severus' eyes sparkled with rage, and his face contorted with the effort to appear calm.
"Tell me, Cecila - have you ever failed a course before?" he hissed as he swooped towards her desk. She glanced up at last, and he saw the shimmer of fear in her eyes.
"Erm - no," she stammered, furrowing her brow slightly.
"Well, there's a first for everything isn't there?" he replied in a silky voice, and Cecila's eyebrows shot up.
"Are - are you failing me?" she asked in a shocked voice, and Severus was surprised to see the fear in her eyes turn into anger.
"No, not yet Miss Thornbade," he said in a deep voice. "But I assure you - if you so much as make a peep in my class, I will not only fail you, I will make your life a living hell," he growled. Her mouth fell open, ready to protest, but he raised a powerful hand to silence her. "Ah, ah - I said not a peep," Severus commanded, placing a slender finger under her chin and pushing her jaw shut. "Do you understand me?" he asked severely, pressing hard with his finger to keep Cecila from speaking. After a length pause, she gave her head a barely perceptible nod. "Good," Severus crooned, turning swiftly away from her and returning to the front of the classroom. Restarting his lesson, he cast a meaningful glare towards Cecila. She was grasping her quill tightly and glaring back at him furiously. As she gritted her teeth and began to take notes, Severus couldn't help but think that she would be the student to change everything for him.
A/N - Oooo, Cecila pissed off Sev! And that's not the last time she'll do so either. Just a warning - from now on, it might switch off every other chapter of present and flashback, but I'll warn you in the intro of each chapter what's a flashback and what's not (being as it won't let me use italics for some reason, which is how I usually distinguish them). I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Author: Sterlin
Archive: Please do ^_^ Just let me know where so I can check it out, if I haven't already
Rating: PG-13 for language and situations
Spoilers: None as far as I know
Disclaimers: I don't own Severus Snape or Albus Dumbledore, or any other Harry Potter characters or locations. I do however own Cecila - feel free to use her in any fanfictions, just ask my permission first and leave her in character.
Warnings: This story has some adult-ish situations and language. Also, be forewarned - if you review, and flame me without criticizing me (i.e. saying WHY you don't like the story), I will hunt you down and tear your stories to pieces. Just a pleasant warning ^_^
Summary: Severus dreams and remembers the first time that he saw Cecila **FLASHBACK**
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------
Severus stood at the front of the classroom, gazing out at the Slytherin and Gryffindor first year students seated before him. The children were casting sideways, accusing glares at each other. Severus smirked to himself, thinking of how much he was going to enjoy torturing this class.
"Welcome, to Potions class," Severus said slowly and deliberately, and each of the students fell silent. Their eyes turned towards him, and he thought he glimpsed shards of anxiety cutting through the Gryffindor student's eyes. "In this class - " he started, but he was cut as a tall, thin girl hurrying into the classroom.
"Terribly sorry Professor - Snape," she paused to remember his name. As she hurried towards her seat with the Gryffindor's, she appeared to be ignoring the gasps and shocked stares she was receiving from her classmates. "I got quite lost on the way here," she explained as she pulled her long hair up into a ponytail and reached for her quill.
"I'll have you know, Miss - Thornbade," Severus glanced at his attendance chart angrily, "that I've never had a first year student late to my class before."
"Well, there's a first for everything," she muttered, and the class let out a collective gasp. Severus' eyes sparkled with rage, and his face contorted with the effort to appear calm.
"Tell me, Cecila - have you ever failed a course before?" he hissed as he swooped towards her desk. She glanced up at last, and he saw the shimmer of fear in her eyes.
"Erm - no," she stammered, furrowing her brow slightly.
"Well, there's a first for everything isn't there?" he replied in a silky voice, and Cecila's eyebrows shot up.
"Are - are you failing me?" she asked in a shocked voice, and Severus was surprised to see the fear in her eyes turn into anger.
"No, not yet Miss Thornbade," he said in a deep voice. "But I assure you - if you so much as make a peep in my class, I will not only fail you, I will make your life a living hell," he growled. Her mouth fell open, ready to protest, but he raised a powerful hand to silence her. "Ah, ah - I said not a peep," Severus commanded, placing a slender finger under her chin and pushing her jaw shut. "Do you understand me?" he asked severely, pressing hard with his finger to keep Cecila from speaking. After a length pause, she gave her head a barely perceptible nod. "Good," Severus crooned, turning swiftly away from her and returning to the front of the classroom. Restarting his lesson, he cast a meaningful glare towards Cecila. She was grasping her quill tightly and glaring back at him furiously. As she gritted her teeth and began to take notes, Severus couldn't help but think that she would be the student to change everything for him.
A/N - Oooo, Cecila pissed off Sev! And that's not the last time she'll do so either. Just a warning - from now on, it might switch off every other chapter of present and flashback, but I'll warn you in the intro of each chapter what's a flashback and what's not (being as it won't let me use italics for some reason, which is how I usually distinguish them). I hope you enjoyed this chapter!