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Alan looked at Severus with brazen astonishment. He then returned to his poetic, flowing self.
He looked at Becky's hand he was holding, which was her left, and saw the nonexistent ring on her
finger.
He then arched an eyebrow and smiled. "Lying will not endure me distant from this femme
fatale," he droned, locking his deep, blue eyes with Becky's as he kissed her hand lightly.
Severus eyes ignited with fire as his eyebrows fluted into a seething glower. He detached
their hands by jerking Becky's left arm back instantly.
Severus then snapped, "Attempting to steal my lover will compel me to adhere you elsewhere,
whether I have to use physical or verbal abuse!"
Alan withdrew his hand from Becky's slowly, his eyes ablaze with loathing. Severus took
Becky's arm in his and pulled her roughly toward the dance floor. Becky grinned at Severus when
they sauntered out onto the tier in which several students were dancing with their beaus. When he
turned to wrap his arms around Becky, he noticed the pleased glow on her sweet face.
"What?" he asked with an eyebrow doff in mock mystification.
"Nothing," she said, her expression impassive now.
Severus then whispered hurriedly, "I was not jealous, if that is what you are pondering!"
"Oh, don't give me that!" she cried in glee. "If your weren't jealous," she added more seductively
while reaching up to his hair to twist a black lock around her delicate finger, "then why did you say
I was your bride? Hmm?"
Snape clasped her hand abruptly and plucked it away from his ebony hair, "Please," he begged.
"You are devising a scene!"
"And...?" she lured on, shaking her head slowly with confusion.
"And the students and faculty do not yet know of our situation!" he hissed promptly, glowering
at the frolicking students that swept by.
"And what is 'our situation'?" she questioned innocently, unquestionably reeling him into a tense
ambuscade.
Severus eyed her for a salience and then mewled, "You know.."
Becky sighed at his disregarding and said, "No... I don't. Please explain?"
Severus smiled at her and leaned down closer to kiss her, but then remembered where they
were and drew back. He gazed into her dazzling eyes for a long moment. He's gonna say it!, she
thought, he's gonna tell me he loves me!!
"Well.....," go on, she thought, say it! "Because I-," yes, yes, she thought, say it!
"Well to be frank," Becky leaned in closer, eager to not miss it if he told her what she wanted
to hear, "I- I-" The music suddenly stopped, and Severus sighed inwardly with relief.
He then asked quickly, "Well, looks like the song has ended. Would you like to go get
Some punch?" He held out his arm in a sweet attempt to lead her to the snack table.
Becky forced a smile and snuck her arm into his, "Yes."
They then commenced toward the snack table, Severus acting alleviated.... and Becky
appearing subdued.
Alan looked at Severus with brazen astonishment. He then returned to his poetic, flowing self.
He looked at Becky's hand he was holding, which was her left, and saw the nonexistent ring on her
finger.
He then arched an eyebrow and smiled. "Lying will not endure me distant from this femme
fatale," he droned, locking his deep, blue eyes with Becky's as he kissed her hand lightly.
Severus eyes ignited with fire as his eyebrows fluted into a seething glower. He detached
their hands by jerking Becky's left arm back instantly.
Severus then snapped, "Attempting to steal my lover will compel me to adhere you elsewhere,
whether I have to use physical or verbal abuse!"
Alan withdrew his hand from Becky's slowly, his eyes ablaze with loathing. Severus took
Becky's arm in his and pulled her roughly toward the dance floor. Becky grinned at Severus when
they sauntered out onto the tier in which several students were dancing with their beaus. When he
turned to wrap his arms around Becky, he noticed the pleased glow on her sweet face.
"What?" he asked with an eyebrow doff in mock mystification.
"Nothing," she said, her expression impassive now.
Severus then whispered hurriedly, "I was not jealous, if that is what you are pondering!"
"Oh, don't give me that!" she cried in glee. "If your weren't jealous," she added more seductively
while reaching up to his hair to twist a black lock around her delicate finger, "then why did you say
I was your bride? Hmm?"
Snape clasped her hand abruptly and plucked it away from his ebony hair, "Please," he begged.
"You are devising a scene!"
"And...?" she lured on, shaking her head slowly with confusion.
"And the students and faculty do not yet know of our situation!" he hissed promptly, glowering
at the frolicking students that swept by.
"And what is 'our situation'?" she questioned innocently, unquestionably reeling him into a tense
ambuscade.
Severus eyed her for a salience and then mewled, "You know.."
Becky sighed at his disregarding and said, "No... I don't. Please explain?"
Severus smiled at her and leaned down closer to kiss her, but then remembered where they
were and drew back. He gazed into her dazzling eyes for a long moment. He's gonna say it!, she
thought, he's gonna tell me he loves me!!
"Well.....," go on, she thought, say it! "Because I-," yes, yes, she thought, say it!
"Well to be frank," Becky leaned in closer, eager to not miss it if he told her what she wanted
to hear, "I- I-" The music suddenly stopped, and Severus sighed inwardly with relief.
He then asked quickly, "Well, looks like the song has ended. Would you like to go get
Some punch?" He held out his arm in a sweet attempt to lead her to the snack table.
Becky forced a smile and snuck her arm into his, "Yes."
They then commenced toward the snack table, Severus acting alleviated.... and Becky
appearing subdued.