Hey, I hope you like this chappie!
Aeowyn Sevor- I'm sorry about your mom. I hope she feels better! :)
Severus continued his way around the lake with Ivory. The sun shone overhead,
reflecting off of the white blanket of snow that covered the grounds, creating difficulty to
see. Severus squinted his eyes in pain as the sun blazed in his eyes.
"Severus. . .," a soft, faint, voice whispered through the cold, bitter wind.
Severus gasped at the disembodied voice as a cloud covered the sun, allowing him
to open his eyes. His pupils increased in size as the adrenaline started to pump through his
body, making his heart beat rapidly with fear and anticipation. Overcome with anxiety, he
walked quickly toward Hagrid's hut. On his way, he kept hearing the voice, only this time
it was louder and clearer. It kept telling him to stop being a fool. . . and to just do it. But
what was he supposed to do!? His rapid walk transferred into a run and Ivory ran
alongside him, confused at Severus' sudden difference in pace. When he finally reached
Hagrid's hut, he gave Ivory over to him to watch so he could search out the voice without
having to drag a dog along. Ivory didn't seem to upset about their quick walk. Her and
Fang were now sniffing each other and their tails were wagging madly. Hagrid was a bit
confused when Severus bluntly opened his door, put the dog in, and ran off. But he didn't
ask any questions since he knew something was, most likely, very wrong.
Severus ran toward the castle entrance, the place where the voice was coming
from. He pushed his ear up against the door and heard that it was, indeed, coming from
inside. The voice was so familiar to him. . .
He followed it diligently and it lead him to a hallway where he could hear the faint
sound of the piano being played. Severus had an instant speculation that the piece being
performed was a love song. It was a slow, harmonious, piece that was being played
exceptionally well. Severus walked further into the main hallway as the song became
louder and a bleary, beautiful, talented voice was heard. . . singing to the song. That voice.
. .it seemed as familiar as the other one. That soft, gentle, spine-tingling voice he swore he
had audio input to.
He then had the sudden urge to know the performer and who she was. The idea of
hearing something as lovely as that and not being able to feast his eyes upon the object
responsible for it, was simply driving him mad. What was wrong with him? And where
was the voice that was calling to him minutes before? And why is he even bothering to
care who the player of the song is? He had a gorgeous woman waiting for his love,
company, and caress. But his gut feeling told him to go search for the mysterious artist.
And that's just what he did.
He pushed his ear up to every inch of the left wall, but heard the song and voice to
always be the same volume. So he determinedly did the same to the other wall, but the
only difference was that he found the lovely sounds to be louder behind a picture of a
couple about to be married. When the groom and his lady were both about to sat "I do",
Severus interrupted.
"Excuse me, but do you, perhaps, have a room hidden behind this painting that
contains a piano?" he asked politely since he intruded on their wedding.
The blonde groom turned around as his lady stuck her nose up at Severus, glaring
at him with hatred.
"What's it to you?!" snapped the discourteous groom, swatting away the curl of
hair that fell into his face.
"Please, I beg of you to tell me who is in there," he beseeched amiably, again.
The groom looked at his lady as to ask whether he should reveal the person within
the room or not. The wife sighed at him and shook her head, annoyed with her fiancee.
The groom returned his gaze to Severus and said snobbishly, "I'm sorry, that
information is classified."
"All right!" Severus snapped, ultimately losing his temper. "You want to play the
hard way, do you?" The lady grasped her fiancee's arm, determined to not be intimidated
by Severus. "If you do not let me through this passageway this instant, I will personally
take you out of the frame and cut you up into an infinite number of tiny pieces of paper
and use it for confetti and one of my own celebrations!"
His face was beet red as all the people in the picture were frightened out of their
wits.
"Sir, I the Good Lord would not like that!" the priest called out from the podium.
"And if the Good Lord-,"
"-is mentioned once again, I shall move you closer to him!" Severus finished and
the priest instantly stifled his ramblings.
"Severus. . .," the faint voice rumbled from behind the painting. "The password is
großartiges klavier. . ."
Severus jumped as he heard the voice, yet again.
"Großartiges klavier," Severus said insistently.
"Why didn't you say that in the first place?!" the groom yelled as the huge painting
swung up to reveal a small corridor.
Severus stepped into the entry way and examined the dark, cold, mystifying
corridor. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling and heavy loads of dust were on every table and
painting. The dust would fall from the ceiling in tiny clumps when a low piano key was
played. Severus gazed further and saw a door cracked open, which allowed only a tiny
amount of light into the Cimmerian corridor.
He walked slowly toward the door, the words to the song becoming more
conspicuous.
"Love me,
That's all I ask of you."
Bloody hell, he thought, that was the end of the song? What if she decides to go
back to her room? He quickly gazed around the corridor for something sturdy he could
hide in or under if she did, indeed, decide to come out. He found a table and quickly threw
himself under it. He sat there for a minute or so, silence surrounding him. He really hoped
she would start to play something. Severus felt very uncomfortable with how he was
sitting. His head was right up against the bottom of the desk. He decided that he was
going to move very carefully to a more comfortable position. He moved slightly to the left
and his head caused the table to wobble a bit. Yeah,this is sturdy all right, the still small
voice said inside him.
"Shutup!" he whispered a little to loudly.
He clapped his hand over his mouth and he heard something move inside the room.
Severus suddenly felt a sneezing itch in his nose. When the table wobbled, some dust must
have brushed off into his face. He held the bridge of his nose to try and stop the feeling. If
he sneezed, she would surely come out. His sneezes weren't exactly the quietest thing in
the world.
Simultaneously, Severus sneezed right when the performer started to play again.
He sighed with relief and got out from under the table.
"No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears,
I'm here,
Nothing can harm you,
My words will warm and calm you,
Let me be your freedom,
Let daylight dry your tears,
I'm here,
With you, beside you,
To guard you and to guide you,
All I ask is ev'ry waking moment,
Turn my head with talk of summertime,
Say you need me with you now and always,
Promise me that all you say is true,
That's all I ask of you."
Severus was now by the door. He still had not looked through the crack. He was
leaning up against the wall, debating on whether to turn back or just go ahead and look at
the performer he had wanted so much to see. He then decided he was going to wait.
Severus didn't know why, but he wasn't quite ready to look. He continued to listen to the
lovely voice and song.
"Let me be your shelter,
Let me be your light,
You're safe,
No one will find you,
Your fears are far behind you,
All I want is freedom,
A world with no more night,
And you always beside me,
To hold me and to hide me,
Then say you'll share with me one love,
One lifetime,
Let me lead you from your solitude,
Say you need me with you,
Here beside you,
Anywhere you go let me go too,
Severus, that's all I ask of you."
Severus felt a jolt in his heart as though it had just stopped. Had she just said his
name in the song? He had to look now or else he would die. Severus took a deep breath
and peered through the crack to see. . .
All I ask for is one love,
One lifetime,
Say the word and I will follow you,
Share each day with me,
Each night each morning,
Anywhere you go,
Let me go too,
Love me,
That's all I ask of you."
Ps. Would that be considered a cliffhanger?
Aeowyn Sevor- I'm sorry about your mom. I hope she feels better! :)
Severus continued his way around the lake with Ivory. The sun shone overhead,
reflecting off of the white blanket of snow that covered the grounds, creating difficulty to
see. Severus squinted his eyes in pain as the sun blazed in his eyes.
"Severus. . .," a soft, faint, voice whispered through the cold, bitter wind.
Severus gasped at the disembodied voice as a cloud covered the sun, allowing him
to open his eyes. His pupils increased in size as the adrenaline started to pump through his
body, making his heart beat rapidly with fear and anticipation. Overcome with anxiety, he
walked quickly toward Hagrid's hut. On his way, he kept hearing the voice, only this time
it was louder and clearer. It kept telling him to stop being a fool. . . and to just do it. But
what was he supposed to do!? His rapid walk transferred into a run and Ivory ran
alongside him, confused at Severus' sudden difference in pace. When he finally reached
Hagrid's hut, he gave Ivory over to him to watch so he could search out the voice without
having to drag a dog along. Ivory didn't seem to upset about their quick walk. Her and
Fang were now sniffing each other and their tails were wagging madly. Hagrid was a bit
confused when Severus bluntly opened his door, put the dog in, and ran off. But he didn't
ask any questions since he knew something was, most likely, very wrong.
Severus ran toward the castle entrance, the place where the voice was coming
from. He pushed his ear up against the door and heard that it was, indeed, coming from
inside. The voice was so familiar to him. . .
He followed it diligently and it lead him to a hallway where he could hear the faint
sound of the piano being played. Severus had an instant speculation that the piece being
performed was a love song. It was a slow, harmonious, piece that was being played
exceptionally well. Severus walked further into the main hallway as the song became
louder and a bleary, beautiful, talented voice was heard. . . singing to the song. That voice.
. .it seemed as familiar as the other one. That soft, gentle, spine-tingling voice he swore he
had audio input to.
He then had the sudden urge to know the performer and who she was. The idea of
hearing something as lovely as that and not being able to feast his eyes upon the object
responsible for it, was simply driving him mad. What was wrong with him? And where
was the voice that was calling to him minutes before? And why is he even bothering to
care who the player of the song is? He had a gorgeous woman waiting for his love,
company, and caress. But his gut feeling told him to go search for the mysterious artist.
And that's just what he did.
He pushed his ear up to every inch of the left wall, but heard the song and voice to
always be the same volume. So he determinedly did the same to the other wall, but the
only difference was that he found the lovely sounds to be louder behind a picture of a
couple about to be married. When the groom and his lady were both about to sat "I do",
Severus interrupted.
"Excuse me, but do you, perhaps, have a room hidden behind this painting that
contains a piano?" he asked politely since he intruded on their wedding.
The blonde groom turned around as his lady stuck her nose up at Severus, glaring
at him with hatred.
"What's it to you?!" snapped the discourteous groom, swatting away the curl of
hair that fell into his face.
"Please, I beg of you to tell me who is in there," he beseeched amiably, again.
The groom looked at his lady as to ask whether he should reveal the person within
the room or not. The wife sighed at him and shook her head, annoyed with her fiancee.
The groom returned his gaze to Severus and said snobbishly, "I'm sorry, that
information is classified."
"All right!" Severus snapped, ultimately losing his temper. "You want to play the
hard way, do you?" The lady grasped her fiancee's arm, determined to not be intimidated
by Severus. "If you do not let me through this passageway this instant, I will personally
take you out of the frame and cut you up into an infinite number of tiny pieces of paper
and use it for confetti and one of my own celebrations!"
His face was beet red as all the people in the picture were frightened out of their
wits.
"Sir, I the Good Lord would not like that!" the priest called out from the podium.
"And if the Good Lord-,"
"-is mentioned once again, I shall move you closer to him!" Severus finished and
the priest instantly stifled his ramblings.
"Severus. . .," the faint voice rumbled from behind the painting. "The password is
großartiges klavier. . ."
Severus jumped as he heard the voice, yet again.
"Großartiges klavier," Severus said insistently.
"Why didn't you say that in the first place?!" the groom yelled as the huge painting
swung up to reveal a small corridor.
Severus stepped into the entry way and examined the dark, cold, mystifying
corridor. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling and heavy loads of dust were on every table and
painting. The dust would fall from the ceiling in tiny clumps when a low piano key was
played. Severus gazed further and saw a door cracked open, which allowed only a tiny
amount of light into the Cimmerian corridor.
He walked slowly toward the door, the words to the song becoming more
conspicuous.
"Love me,
That's all I ask of you."
Bloody hell, he thought, that was the end of the song? What if she decides to go
back to her room? He quickly gazed around the corridor for something sturdy he could
hide in or under if she did, indeed, decide to come out. He found a table and quickly threw
himself under it. He sat there for a minute or so, silence surrounding him. He really hoped
she would start to play something. Severus felt very uncomfortable with how he was
sitting. His head was right up against the bottom of the desk. He decided that he was
going to move very carefully to a more comfortable position. He moved slightly to the left
and his head caused the table to wobble a bit. Yeah,this is sturdy all right, the still small
voice said inside him.
"Shutup!" he whispered a little to loudly.
He clapped his hand over his mouth and he heard something move inside the room.
Severus suddenly felt a sneezing itch in his nose. When the table wobbled, some dust must
have brushed off into his face. He held the bridge of his nose to try and stop the feeling. If
he sneezed, she would surely come out. His sneezes weren't exactly the quietest thing in
the world.
Simultaneously, Severus sneezed right when the performer started to play again.
He sighed with relief and got out from under the table.
"No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears,
I'm here,
Nothing can harm you,
My words will warm and calm you,
Let me be your freedom,
Let daylight dry your tears,
I'm here,
With you, beside you,
To guard you and to guide you,
All I ask is ev'ry waking moment,
Turn my head with talk of summertime,
Say you need me with you now and always,
Promise me that all you say is true,
That's all I ask of you."
Severus was now by the door. He still had not looked through the crack. He was
leaning up against the wall, debating on whether to turn back or just go ahead and look at
the performer he had wanted so much to see. He then decided he was going to wait.
Severus didn't know why, but he wasn't quite ready to look. He continued to listen to the
lovely voice and song.
"Let me be your shelter,
Let me be your light,
You're safe,
No one will find you,
Your fears are far behind you,
All I want is freedom,
A world with no more night,
And you always beside me,
To hold me and to hide me,
Then say you'll share with me one love,
One lifetime,
Let me lead you from your solitude,
Say you need me with you,
Here beside you,
Anywhere you go let me go too,
Severus, that's all I ask of you."
Severus felt a jolt in his heart as though it had just stopped. Had she just said his
name in the song? He had to look now or else he would die. Severus took a deep breath
and peered through the crack to see. . .
All I ask for is one love,
One lifetime,
Say the word and I will follow you,
Share each day with me,
Each night each morning,
Anywhere you go,
Let me go too,
Love me,
That's all I ask of you."
Ps. Would that be considered a cliffhanger?