Hi, everybody! I hope you like this chapter!
Meir Brin- This is a sequel to my earlier story "Everything I Do, I Do It For You", and that is the story of how they fall in love and stuff.
Okay, on with the story!
"Severus?" Becky asked as they sat down to dinner that night. They had decided to have a candlelight dinner in Severus' rooms, "Why won't you tell me who that woman was?"
Severus hand clenched tighter on his fork as he stabbed it into a piece of meat. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed roughly, "Why does it matter."
Becky felt the anger swell up inside her but she didn't release it. "Severus. . . she had your robe."
A big clatter echoed throughout the room as Severus dropped his fork onto his plate. He leaned forward and pinched the bridge of his nose. He always would do this when he was deep in thought or just extremely annoyed. What do I tell her, he thought, if I told her what she really is than Becky will leave me. He decided that lying to her wouldn't be the best thing to do at this point.
"Adeatheater," he murmured deeply
Becky didn't even know if he spoke. All she heard was a grunt.
"Pardon?" she asked, straining her ears to she could hear better.
"Adeatheater," he grunted again.
Becky was now annoyed by his childishness and said, "Severus, I cannot hear you when you grumble like an illiterate child!"
"She's a bloody death eater!" he exploded as he brought his hand down from his nose to bang it on the table.
Becky sat there aghast. Now what would Severus be doing with a slutty Death Eater?, she thought with fury.
"Explain the robe deal," she demanded quietly, still able to keep herself in control.
Severus took a deep breath and murmured, "I thought that if I pretended to be. . . well. . . interested in her, I would get a chance to apparate her to Azkaban, or something like that." He looked up at Becky to see if she understood him and she did. Her face was redder than the Weasleys hair. He continued, "Things then got a little out of hand and-"
"You slept with her!" Becky screamed as she stood up so quickly, the chair flew backwards.
Severus stood up too as he yelled, "I did not sleep with her! I didn't even kiss her! She just removed my outer robe!"
Becky ran around the table to stand in front of him and yelled, "So you were intending to sleep with her."
It was accusation, not a question.
"No!" he yelled.
He didn't want to tell her that Albus wanted him to pretend to be interested in her. He didn't want Becky to be upset with Albus. But now seemed like a time he had to tell her.
"Albus wanted me to do it," he said slowly.
Becky looked at him shaking her head with pity on her face, "Liar."
She then brought her hand round and slapped him as hard as she could. Severus brought his head back around to look at her. He didn't have a sneer on his face. Not even a frown. His expression was dispassionate and calm.
"I imagine I deserved that," he said quietly and Becky brought her hands up to cover her mouth as she realized what she had done. "I should have told Albus to compel Black to render it."
Becky suddenly threw her arms around Severus, causing both of them to be thudded to the floor.
"I'm so sorry," she would whisper as she planted kisses all over his face. "I believe you. I know you wouldn't lie to me," she then sat back as she still held his hands and said, "And I realized I was doing the same thing you did to me recently."
Severus moved closer to Becky and kissed her forehead, both cheeks, and her nose, then her mouth. When he pulled away he said, "Becky, you are aware I was just a jealous fool that didn't-?"
"Yes of course, darling," she reassured to the sorrowful looking man in front of her,"I know."
As they held each other, Severus suddenly felt an urge to ask Becky to marry him. He knew she wouldn't be in danger of her past. But more importantly, he knew she loved him. And that's all he needed from her.
Meir Brin- This is a sequel to my earlier story "Everything I Do, I Do It For You", and that is the story of how they fall in love and stuff.
Okay, on with the story!
"Severus?" Becky asked as they sat down to dinner that night. They had decided to have a candlelight dinner in Severus' rooms, "Why won't you tell me who that woman was?"
Severus hand clenched tighter on his fork as he stabbed it into a piece of meat. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed roughly, "Why does it matter."
Becky felt the anger swell up inside her but she didn't release it. "Severus. . . she had your robe."
A big clatter echoed throughout the room as Severus dropped his fork onto his plate. He leaned forward and pinched the bridge of his nose. He always would do this when he was deep in thought or just extremely annoyed. What do I tell her, he thought, if I told her what she really is than Becky will leave me. He decided that lying to her wouldn't be the best thing to do at this point.
"Adeatheater," he murmured deeply
Becky didn't even know if he spoke. All she heard was a grunt.
"Pardon?" she asked, straining her ears to she could hear better.
"Adeatheater," he grunted again.
Becky was now annoyed by his childishness and said, "Severus, I cannot hear you when you grumble like an illiterate child!"
"She's a bloody death eater!" he exploded as he brought his hand down from his nose to bang it on the table.
Becky sat there aghast. Now what would Severus be doing with a slutty Death Eater?, she thought with fury.
"Explain the robe deal," she demanded quietly, still able to keep herself in control.
Severus took a deep breath and murmured, "I thought that if I pretended to be. . . well. . . interested in her, I would get a chance to apparate her to Azkaban, or something like that." He looked up at Becky to see if she understood him and she did. Her face was redder than the Weasleys hair. He continued, "Things then got a little out of hand and-"
"You slept with her!" Becky screamed as she stood up so quickly, the chair flew backwards.
Severus stood up too as he yelled, "I did not sleep with her! I didn't even kiss her! She just removed my outer robe!"
Becky ran around the table to stand in front of him and yelled, "So you were intending to sleep with her."
It was accusation, not a question.
"No!" he yelled.
He didn't want to tell her that Albus wanted him to pretend to be interested in her. He didn't want Becky to be upset with Albus. But now seemed like a time he had to tell her.
"Albus wanted me to do it," he said slowly.
Becky looked at him shaking her head with pity on her face, "Liar."
She then brought her hand round and slapped him as hard as she could. Severus brought his head back around to look at her. He didn't have a sneer on his face. Not even a frown. His expression was dispassionate and calm.
"I imagine I deserved that," he said quietly and Becky brought her hands up to cover her mouth as she realized what she had done. "I should have told Albus to compel Black to render it."
Becky suddenly threw her arms around Severus, causing both of them to be thudded to the floor.
"I'm so sorry," she would whisper as she planted kisses all over his face. "I believe you. I know you wouldn't lie to me," she then sat back as she still held his hands and said, "And I realized I was doing the same thing you did to me recently."
Severus moved closer to Becky and kissed her forehead, both cheeks, and her nose, then her mouth. When he pulled away he said, "Becky, you are aware I was just a jealous fool that didn't-?"
"Yes of course, darling," she reassured to the sorrowful looking man in front of her,"I know."
As they held each other, Severus suddenly felt an urge to ask Becky to marry him. He knew she wouldn't be in danger of her past. But more importantly, he knew she loved him. And that's all he needed from her.