AN: The Bulgarian translation is at the bottom, I apologize ahead of time if the good translate is inaccurate.

Olivia was frozen in place. Ivan had taken her by surprise, and she had felt helpless. Once she seemed to gather her thoughts, she took a chance in reaching for her wand, but Ivan was too fast, gathering her hands by her wrists and pinning them above her head. He forced her legs further apart by wedging his knee in between her thighs, causing her to almost sit on him. Ivan lowered his head to bite her neck, forcefully. It hurt, causing a yelp and a whimper to exit her mouth. Before she could yell for help, he hexed her with a tongue-tying curse so she couldn't speak.

"Gladna mechka horo ne igrae... you can't expect anything from me if you don't give me a favor in return, witch. You accepted my proposal for this evening and have been flirting with me all night... but don't think for an instant I haven't seen you eye fucking Snape. How clueless do you take me to be, hmm? Just using me to get to him? Well, I don't tolerate that in a woman... you owe me what your eyes have been promising."

She continued to struggle against the wizard. He was too strong; he didn't need magic to overpower her. She closed her eyes as a tear cascaded down her cheek. She knew he was going to get what he wanted, she was helpless and had never felt angrier than she did in that moment that she wasn't better prepared to defend herself.

Ivan continued his molestation... kissing her lips roughly, his teeth biting into her anywhere and everywhere he could reach. He gathered her arms in one strong hand to allow his right to have free reign over her body. He pawed at her breasts, squeezing painfully before moving his hand further south. He was thankful her slit was long enough that he didn't have to tear her dress, he needed her to look relatively unharmed when he was finished with her.

Olivia still had her eyes closed, she didn't want to watch what was happening but was able to growl and moan in protest despite the hex. She heard the jingling of his belt being undone, and heard the zipper slide down his pants. She was waiting to feel his unwanted skin upon hers.

But the feeling never came. She opened her eyes when she felt the warmth of his body escape her, the pressure on her wrists gone. She looked up in time to see Minerva McGonagall wandlessly shove Ivan into the wall, knocking him unconscious. She ran to her friend, sobbing - now that the curse had been broken.

XOX

Severus was starting his patrol around the perimeter of the castle. He stomped past the splashing water fountain and headed towards twinkling fairy lights and towards the rose garden. He could hear the bustling of the bushes and giggling and squeals coming from one of the shrubs.

Taking out his wand, he parted the flowers to find a couple snogging, quite sensually it would seem like the girl had the top of her dress pulled down. Thankfully her breasts were hidden by the boy's head. The poor girl's eyes popped from her dense skull when she looked up to find her professor.

Caught in the act. Idiot couldn't even be bothered to cast a warming charm for the girl, let alone a silencing one.

"Ten points from Ravenclaw, Fawcett!" Snape snarled as the girl ran past him. "10 points from Hufflepuff and a week's detention with Filch, Stebbins!" as the boy went rushing after her. The idiot deserved to be punished more than the poor girl.

You're Such a hopeless romantic. He rolled his eyes at his own thoughts.

Severus continued his patrol, half listening for more students misbehaving, half fantasizing about the young Miss Wright. Fitting, wasn't it? Miss wright… she was right for him. He'd find her and apologize. He'd ask for another chance. As Severus approached the carriages - he'd definitely find students in those - Karkaroff approached him. Igor was worried about his Dark Mark and needed to speak with Severus; he needed to make sure Snape's mark was darkening too. But Severus didn't want to talk about it out in the open where anyone could overhear.

"I don't see what there is to fuss about, Igor."

"Severus, you cannot pretend this isn't happening!" Karkaroff's voice sounded anxious and hushed, as though keen not to be overheard. "It's been getting clearer and clearer for months. I am seriously concerned; I can't deny it..."

Snape and Karkaroff came around the corner, approaching the carriages. Snape had his wand out and was blasting doors open, throwing anyone out and deducting points as quickly as possible.

"It's happening again! Just like before and soon neither you nor anyone else will be able to deny it!" Igor cried out a little louder this time. Severus rolled his eyes impatiently. He needed to end the conversation.

"I told you already Igor, I see no reason to discuss it."

"It's a sign, Severus! You know it is."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Ha! Then perhaps you wouldn't mind rolling up your sleeve!" Igor pushed Snape against a carriage he had just emptied, attempting to grab his left arm. Snape snatched his arm away before Karkaroff could expose his tattoo.

"You don't fool me Severus, you are scared, admit it!

Severus snapped away from the carriage, approaching Igor in a dominating way. "I have nothing to be scared of Igor.. can you say the same?"

Igor shook his head, a haunted look in his eyes. He was obviously terrified.

"Then flee," Snape responded curtly. "Flee, and I will make your excuses. I, however, am remaining at Hogwarts."

Severus watched as Igor's eyes darted to a figure behind him. "What are you two doing?" he snapped as he caught sight of Potter and Weasley. Potter locked eyes with Karkaroff who looked anxious to have been caught with Snape.

"We're walking," the ginger snapped. "Not against the law, is it?"

"Then keep walking! Back to your dormitories or it'll be a week's detention with me!" Snape snarled as he brushed past the boys, his long cloak billowing behind him. Karkaroff hurried away, chasing after Snape as he slithered down a pathway.

As soon as he uttered those words, he heard a scream that was quickly muffled. He took off running towards the noise. Rounding the corner, he saw a murderous McGonagall standing over a knocked-out wizard, clinging to a weeping Olivia.

Severus swept in, hastily approaching Minerva as he eyed the fallen wizard.

"What's going on here?" Severus barked. "Are you alright?" he glanced at Olivia, allowing his eyes to roam over her body in search of any injury. She nodded her head towards the man as she wiped tears from her eyes.

"Yes. Yes, I'm ok, thanks to Minerva. She saved me". His eyes snapped back to the elder witch, begging for answers.

Ivan chose that moment to stir, groaning as he regained his consciousness. Instantly, he scampered back, drawing his wand at Minerva. Severus took a step forward, intending to protect the witches who were most important to him, but he didn't have a chance.

"Silence, Korshunov!" The air crackled with the witch's fury.

Hell hath no fury like a witch scorned.

"Perhaps my lesson wasn't to your liking, hmm? Perhaps I should transfigure you into something equally vile to your personality? Alas...it appears your own mother has taken it upon herself to turn you into quite the wanker upon your birth. Pity. I'd love to do it myself. Oh, well. This shall have to suffice. Reductio".

The Bulgarian whimpered as he grabbed for the rapidly reducing bits that were trapped within his trousers. He quickly scampered off towards the Durmstrang ship, before being stopped by Karkaroff.

XOX

"Severus! What is going on?" Dumbledore inquired as the other heads of houses and headmasters arrived.

"The bloody imbecile was molesting her!" Severus snapped. Karkaroff muttered under his breath towards his retreating assistant, stating he would deal with him later. Dumbledore allowed the two Bulgarians to retire to the boat while he turned his attention towards Olivia, making sure she was ok.

As Ivan was being dragged away, he yelled back to Olivia, "Za cherni dni. Ne e tsvete za mirisane!"** Igor grabbed his upper arm more forcefully, pushing him forward and towards the ship. Igor would punish the boy privately. He was just thankful that Ivan had threatened in Bulgarian, hopefully none of them knew the translation.

XOX

Minerva pulled away from Olivia, casting a warming charm so she could stop shivering. Minerva pulled her into her protecting embrace, rubbing her back and shushing away her cries.

"Shhh! It's ok my dear... he's gone, you're safe. You're safe." Olivia sniffled as she was calming herself until finally the tears stopped and she just felt empty.

Severus had been informing Dumbledore on what he had witnessed while Minnie comforted his witch. "The bastard was assaulting her Albus! He should be sent away for this! If I so much as see him again..." Severus trailed off threateningly and shook his head in disapproval and fear.

"I'll be sure to inform Karkaroff to send him back to the school. Is there anything else you wish to tell me, Severus? I noticed you and Igor leave for patrol around the same time," the headmaster gave Snape a knowing look.

Severus exhaled a huff of air. "Yes, headmaster. But later. I'll come by your office in the morning." Dumbledore gave him a quick nod, his blue eyes twinkling as they looked between Severus and the crying witch.

"Come Minerva, let's go back to the ball, they'll be along shortly," Dumbledore smiled at McGonagall as he offered his arm to escort her back, leaving Severus and Olivia alone.

XOX

Severus stood statuesquely until they were alone. Once they were, he approached her slowly, as if he was afraid, he'd scare her, and she'd run away. He reached out, tucking some hair behind her ear. "Are you okay?" He took off his cloak and wrapped it around her shoulders.

Olivia leaned into his touch, allowing him to caress her cheek as she closed her eyes. She wished she could curl up into a ball and purr against him. He was so safe, so warm. They were meant for each other, why couldn't he see that?

"I am now. Thank you, Severus... I shudder to think what would've happened if Minerva didn't get here when she did." She cast her eyes downward, she was ashamed.

"This is all my fault, I shouldn't have dressed like that or led him on. I knew better." She threw her arms around his waist, pulling him close as she started to cry again. "I was trying to make you jealous! I was so... h-hurt with what happened to us. I... it's like every time we get close to each other you push me away. It hurts! I-I really care for you, Severus. I wanted to be with you. I'm sure I screwed it up though. I'm so sorry." She was sobbing at this point now; her breath was quivering between the words.

"Shh. None of that, Love." He squeezed her tight and kissed the top of her head. "Firstly, don't you dare blame yourself. Yes, men are sexually driven but it doesn't matter how you dress or act, 'no' is never an invitation." He pulled away from her slightly so he could look into her eyes so she could see how serious he was. Once he was satisfied that she believed him, he continued on. "As for the other comment, I..." he hesitated, searching for words. "I am not an easy man, Olivia. I'm not a safe choice. Being with me... would be hard." He was angry with himself. Here was the perfect opportunity to reach out to her, to claim her as his witch and he was pushing her away... again.

Olivia was tired of this. She stood up straight, gently pushing him away from her with a petite hand to his chest. She wiped the tears from her eyes, gathering herself to be as intimidating as possible.

"You don't scare me, Severus Snape."

Severus chuckled deeply, shaking his head with disbelief. He walked towards her slowly, predatorily. "Well... you scare me." And he crashed his lips to hers passionately. He grabbed her waist and pulled her against him, wrapping her up within his strong embrace. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth, running his tongue across it, begging for access. She opened willingly, starting a battle for dominance. She moaned into the kiss, allowing it to deepen. He ran his hands up her back as he pressed her against the wall. She ran her fingers through his hair, tugging gently, working out some of her frustration. They continued their snogging until they broke apart for air. He rested his forehead against hers as they caught their breath. He was smiling, genuinely smiling for the first time in a long time.

"Would you care to dance, Olivia? I was going to ask... before..." he was embarrassed, running his fingers through his hair to return to his usual appearance.

"I'd love to!" She kissed his cheek as he held out his arm to escort her back in the building.

XOX

The couple walked into the castle together, Olivia leading with Severus close behind. A sensual, upbeat tango was playing. He needed to hurry and get started before he lost his nerve. Keeping her towards the back of the hall by the wall, he made his move. He had hoped to go unnoticed but once she started dancing, he knew he could resist, bystanders be damned.

Olivia walked in front of Severus confidently, heading towards the middle of the hall before he stopped her.

Severus reached out with his right hand, grabbing his cloak that she had draped over her shoulders. He ripped it off in one fluid movement, throwing it across his body and over his left shoulder onto the floor.

His right hand grabbed hold of her right forearm, spinning her into him.

Their chests slammed into each other, Severus' hands immediately finding themselves upon her hips and Olivia's hands rested on his shoulders. She slithered her way down his chest and pelvis, almost reaching the floor, oscillating her hips as she rose back up, allowing her lips to come within kissing distance before smirking and pulling away.

Keeping his face stoic, he prowled around to her side, again grabbing her shoulders before spinning her in a full circle.

This time, his hands found solace at her hips, his right hand reaching around completely encircling her waist, and his left hand bracing her torso on the left beside her ribs. Severus pulled her close against his pelvis, slamming her against his hardened cock.

His jaw went lax, his mouth opening with a lustful groan, his eyelids hooded. Olivia moaned, furrowing her brow and opening her mouth with a lewd moan as soon as she felt the bulge in his pants. She reached her left hand back to brace herself against his hip.

She pushed off from his hips and spun into his open arms.

Now it was Olivia's turn to lead. She tilted her hips to grind against the placket of his trousers, resting her right hand on his shoulder.

She walked forward, causing him to slink backwards away from her. Severus reversed the motion, forcing her backwards.

She stopped suddenly and reached up to cup his head with both hands while Severus widened his stance. Olivia pulled his head to her chest, allowing him to rub his nose across her breasts. She fingered his hair as he rotated slightly to lick and suckle her neck as she threw her head back.

"You smell divine tonight, Olivia," he whispered into her ear. "I can't wait to taste every single inch of you," he purred.

The potions master pushed her away from him, grabbing her wrist before spinning her to have her back against his chest once again.

Swaying from side to side, they rubbed against each other. Olivia placed her right hand over his which was grasping her belly just below her breasts, his thumb discretely brushing a nipple. He had hold of her left hand at the wrist, moving her own hand to caress and ascend her body, brushing up his neck until her arm was fully extended above her head.

They continued grinding against each other, both lost in their carnal lust for each other. Hands were rubbing every inch of flesh they could appropriately get to, lips brushing against each other without latching on.

He slammed her into him one more time, chest to chest, allowing his hands to reach past her, keeping his palms open and untouching.

She wove her hands underneath his frock coat to grasp his tight bum with a squeeze. Once he was good and distracted, she spun him around quickly, causing him to slam against the wall.

Olivia strode towards the wizard who had his lip curled in amusement, a sexy warning found behind his eyes. Snape had his hands flat against the wall behind him, as if preparing to push off.

Olivia enclosed him with her own hands pressing against the wall even with his head. She rubbed her breasts against his strong chest, causing some color to rise to his cheeks, be that in embarrassment or lust she wasn't sure.

Olivia again slid her body down his, headed towards his trousers causing a gasp to escape the man. His exhibitionist kink wanted her to drop to her knees right then and there and suck him off. He bit his bottom lip trying to calm down the throbbing in his cock.

The throbbing wouldn't stop anytime soon, as she took her left leg and slid it between his thighs, letting his right leg up to wrap around her waist. He moved his hands to her waist and pulled her in for their first public snog, he had fully lost control of his senses evidently.

Merlin, what is she doing to him? Minnie damn well better not be anywhere nearby or he'd never hear the end of it.

She broke the kiss, looking him in the eye as she saw the fire in the gaze, he returned to her. Snape leaned in for another kiss before she pushed him roughly against the chest and into the wall before turning and walking off. The music had finished, and she was quite pleased at herself for finally getting a reaction from the wizard.

AN:

The dance scene was VERY much inspired by Alan's sexy little dance in Texas' In Demand video. You can find it on youtube

Translation:

Za cherni dni (za cher-nee dnee): literally means for black days. According to my research, it implies one is preparing for hypothetical bad times.

Ne e tsvete za mirisane (nay eh tsve-te za mee-ree-sah-nay): literally means he is not a flower to sniff. This implies when someone is not a good person in general or is notorious for his bad habits and qualities, you say that he is not a flower to sniff.