dedicate this chapter to Richard Harris with all of my adoration. He was one of my favorite actors and still is. I hope you like this chapter.
As the couple ascended towards the snack table, Severus checked his watch. Becky had gotten him a nice Swiss Army watch last week. He, amazingly, loved it.
"Damn," he cursed silently.
Becky glanced at his dispirited face with puzzlement.
He looked at her, and with a frown he grumbled, "I have a potion brewing in my office that needs to be tended to."
Becky forced a little smile and replied, "Will you be back soon?"
"Not likely," he responded, somewhat bleak.
Becky pouted and enveloped her arms around his neck and complained, "Who am I to dance with?"
Snape looked at the prancing students and professors on the dance floor. He then scowled as he laid his eyes upon the charming, handsome, Alan Rolenkov. Becky saw his sneer and followed his gaze to his object of hatred. Becky giggled and then Severus started to glower at her.
"What?!" he snapped at Becky's giggling. "It should be illegal to have women giggle."
"Don't you giggle, Severus?" she asked innocently.
"Of course not!" he snapped while Becky started to laugh even harder. "Men do not giggle!" He then glanced back at his rival who was now 'giggling' with Professor Sprout. "Except for that one," he added grimly.
Becky looked at the tittering man and started to cackle even louder. Severus then let out a little chortle at the sight of Becky in hysterics. His chortling became laughing.... then it became howls of laughter.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall, sat two confused Gryfinndors. Ron and Hermione's eyes were wide open as they stared at their most hated professor who was laughing so hard his eyes were watering.
"Harry," Ron asked his friend sitting next to him, without bringing his eyes away from Snape. "Is he really-?"
"Yes, Ron." Harry answered happily. "He is." Harry was surprised how Becky had changed him so much. He was the only student who knew of their relationship.
Becky and Severus somehow maneuvered themselves over to a corner of the hall to sit and breath. When they calmed down, Becky turned her face to Severus and said, "I have never laughed so hard in my entire life!"
"And I as well," he replied with a big grin.
Becky smiled back but then gasped. Severus!" she said quickly. "Your potion!"
Severus didn't waist any time. He cursed under his breath and hurried toward the door. When he was out of sight, Becky suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart. It was as though they both had a piece of a heart and when they were together, the pieces joined to form one.
"May I?" Becky heard a familiar voice say from in front of her. She looked up and was greeted by a gleaming, white grin.
"Sure," Becky said glumly, plainly not interested in the man that was now seated beside her.
Becky knew he was staring at her, but didn't turn to stare back. She looked straight ahead, acting as though he wasn't even there.
"Say, you're really not being courted by that bastar- ...bat, are you?" he asked suddenly, making Becky jump.
Becky then turned to look at him with a fake smile on her face. "Take my advice," she cautioned slowly. "Grasp your ears firmly...," she said sweetly and then snapped, "and pull your head out of your ass!"
Becky then stood up with triumph and swept outside onto the balcony.
As the couple ascended towards the snack table, Severus checked his watch. Becky had gotten him a nice Swiss Army watch last week. He, amazingly, loved it.
"Damn," he cursed silently.
Becky glanced at his dispirited face with puzzlement.
He looked at her, and with a frown he grumbled, "I have a potion brewing in my office that needs to be tended to."
Becky forced a little smile and replied, "Will you be back soon?"
"Not likely," he responded, somewhat bleak.
Becky pouted and enveloped her arms around his neck and complained, "Who am I to dance with?"
Snape looked at the prancing students and professors on the dance floor. He then scowled as he laid his eyes upon the charming, handsome, Alan Rolenkov. Becky saw his sneer and followed his gaze to his object of hatred. Becky giggled and then Severus started to glower at her.
"What?!" he snapped at Becky's giggling. "It should be illegal to have women giggle."
"Don't you giggle, Severus?" she asked innocently.
"Of course not!" he snapped while Becky started to laugh even harder. "Men do not giggle!" He then glanced back at his rival who was now 'giggling' with Professor Sprout. "Except for that one," he added grimly.
Becky looked at the tittering man and started to cackle even louder. Severus then let out a little chortle at the sight of Becky in hysterics. His chortling became laughing.... then it became howls of laughter.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall, sat two confused Gryfinndors. Ron and Hermione's eyes were wide open as they stared at their most hated professor who was laughing so hard his eyes were watering.
"Harry," Ron asked his friend sitting next to him, without bringing his eyes away from Snape. "Is he really-?"
"Yes, Ron." Harry answered happily. "He is." Harry was surprised how Becky had changed him so much. He was the only student who knew of their relationship.
Becky and Severus somehow maneuvered themselves over to a corner of the hall to sit and breath. When they calmed down, Becky turned her face to Severus and said, "I have never laughed so hard in my entire life!"
"And I as well," he replied with a big grin.
Becky smiled back but then gasped. Severus!" she said quickly. "Your potion!"
Severus didn't waist any time. He cursed under his breath and hurried toward the door. When he was out of sight, Becky suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart. It was as though they both had a piece of a heart and when they were together, the pieces joined to form one.
"May I?" Becky heard a familiar voice say from in front of her. She looked up and was greeted by a gleaming, white grin.
"Sure," Becky said glumly, plainly not interested in the man that was now seated beside her.
Becky knew he was staring at her, but didn't turn to stare back. She looked straight ahead, acting as though he wasn't even there.
"Say, you're really not being courted by that bastar- ...bat, are you?" he asked suddenly, making Becky jump.
Becky then turned to look at him with a fake smile on her face. "Take my advice," she cautioned slowly. "Grasp your ears firmly...," she said sweetly and then snapped, "and pull your head out of your ass!"
Becky then stood up with triumph and swept outside onto the balcony.