Anti-lawyer spell: Only borrowing, not making any money with it, promise to
return ( although condition should have improved no guarantee is given).
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The tower was cold this early in the morning, the wind catching at his hair, blowing it wildly across his unseeing eyes. Night had given way to a misty morning light which seeped across the horizon, the Scottish fog veiling the surrounding hills to a greyish murk. He had been here for hours already, trying to come to terms with the situation he found himself in, that they found themselves in. Turning his thoughts round and round, examining his actions and feelings.
He had no answers for the questions his own mind threw at him. No answers, only more questions. He didn't understand his own openness, the surge of feeling he now felt for the young witch. He most definitely didn't understand how he could have been quite so foolish as to let her know how he felt!
The only thing he knew for certain was that at the moment her eyes fixed with his in Voldemort's presence, he had fallen for her. His protective male became over powering, and only her safety had stopped him from rushing to her defence.
He had never been a romantic man, too caught up in himself and his passion for potions to feel for another person beyond the platonic friendships, few and far between which he currently treasured. He had always felt a faint distaste for the sufferings of peers and colleagues, their love sick dependency, the anguished break ups, the married solidity they all seemed the relish. He had no desires that a cold shower and a visit to knock turn alley couldn't alleviate and he had never had feelings for a student. Not until that moment, a clear caught in amber moment, when her eyes had shown him a promise. Like Scrooges ghosts, he found himself given the chance for a different future, one that included love, one that included her.
He had never been a romantic man, but he had once, as a very young man, dreamed of love, and that haunting, although faint now in the stern, cynical man at the balconies rail, was enough to pull him into a new reality. He had no answers, but at least he now knew the right questions.
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He could never remember the stupid password which was changed on a regular basis. He had been informed of the new one this morning in the staff meeting, but unusually quiet, even for the potions master, he had not been paying attention.
" Five points from Slytherin, Professor Snape." he murmured with slight amusement, pushing an unruly strand of windswept hair back off his face. "Blackjacks?" he questioned, suddenly remembering a snatch of the conversation.
The door opened and he strode upstairs, robes fluttering behind him in a swath of black, to the meeting he really didn't want to keep.
"Come in dear boy." Dumbledore smiled at the younger man, knowing the appellation irritated. Snape sat in his usual chair, sinking down into its comfy brown leather and accepting the cup of tea which he was handed.
"Now," Dumbledore said, settling his thoughts as well as his posture, "We need to decide what is to be done about Miss Granger, Severus. Although this may be a golden opportunity to have another spy in Voldemort's ranks, I am concerned about the safety of ...Ah Miss Granger, please come in." he said, motioning Hermione from the door to the chair next to Severus. She smiled shyly, walking over to sit, catching his eyes and continuing the smile.
Gods she was beautiful, he breathed, caught in the moment. This will not do Severus, he told himself. You must concentrate, her life is being discussed here. He pulled himself together and with hard glittering eyes, he wrenched his gaze from hers and looked directly at the smiling headmaster.
"My dear Miss Granger, as we are aware of your past relationship with Tom Riddle," Severus scowled deeply at Dumbledore who smiled at him cheerfully and continued unaffected" I suggest that we try to use his current demand to our advantage. I understand that he has threatened Severus' safety if you do not attend, which suggests to me that he knows of your current feelings." Two pairs of shocked eyes regarded the elderly man, "I am quiet happy about your relationship, as long as you are discreet about your liaison, I trust you will conduct yourselves with decorum." Hermione looked across at Severus and they both smiled ruefully, as if they could keep anything from the headmaster. He seemed to know everything before you knew it yourself.
"But, I am very concerned about your safety my dear. I would not want any harm to come to you and I know Severus would never allow it."
The younger man grunted his agreement, the euphoria of Dumbledore's blessing still blocking his vocal chords. He tried to watch her from the corner of his eyes, but found her gaze openly on him.
"I know" she replied, her voice filled with the feelings which were flooding her.
"But I have to return, I gave my word"
"Your word!" Snape's harsh bark made her jump. He continued in a slightly softer voice, trying to reason with her. "He is a monster Hermione, he is totally insane and way too unpredictable. Although I would never leave you alone in his presence if I could help it, I may not have a choice."
"I know Severus, but I cannot let him hurt you simply because I dare not face him. Think, if he does have feelings for me I could exploit them. I could use them to mould him, to anticipate his actions. I could help." She finished, desperate for him to understand her unspoken fears. She could not lose him because she lacked the courage. She was a Gryffindor, she would help him in any way she could, she could do nothing less.
He squirmed in his seat, not happy with the conversations path, his mind pulled in two directions. This was not a situation he normally found himself in. His loyalty to Dumbledore was his whole focus where the Dark Lord was concerned. Now he had another priority, her safety.
"I think that your initial presence is certainly required" the headmaster replied when the potions master remained broodingly silent. "You will need to confer with Severus to ensure you both know what you are doing, my dear. This will not be easy and you must have the utmost trust in each other."
"I have that already Sir" she whispered, not daring to look at Severus. The headmaster smiled, "Good," he replied, "I'll leave you both to decide upon your tactics then. Make sure you have some hidden signals to aid communication" he added as the pair rose to leave.
"And take some chocolate and let me know the minute you get back." He added as they nodded and opened the door to leave.
Author's Note;
Many thanks to all my reviewers, as you can see they have pushed me to write quicker.hint, hint.
Violet- thanks for the review, found I totally agreed with you. Not enough info, so I wrote a tag on for this chapter. Hope it has some flow to it. I'll ensure I add more as I progress.
Hugs for Eternal Queen..just cos I love how she gets all excited when I mention her, and hugs for Fire Fairy-(love the name)...thankyou both.
Susanne x
Please review in abundance, it's the only thing that keeps me going. Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ssssssssssss
The tower was cold this early in the morning, the wind catching at his hair, blowing it wildly across his unseeing eyes. Night had given way to a misty morning light which seeped across the horizon, the Scottish fog veiling the surrounding hills to a greyish murk. He had been here for hours already, trying to come to terms with the situation he found himself in, that they found themselves in. Turning his thoughts round and round, examining his actions and feelings.
He had no answers for the questions his own mind threw at him. No answers, only more questions. He didn't understand his own openness, the surge of feeling he now felt for the young witch. He most definitely didn't understand how he could have been quite so foolish as to let her know how he felt!
The only thing he knew for certain was that at the moment her eyes fixed with his in Voldemort's presence, he had fallen for her. His protective male became over powering, and only her safety had stopped him from rushing to her defence.
He had never been a romantic man, too caught up in himself and his passion for potions to feel for another person beyond the platonic friendships, few and far between which he currently treasured. He had always felt a faint distaste for the sufferings of peers and colleagues, their love sick dependency, the anguished break ups, the married solidity they all seemed the relish. He had no desires that a cold shower and a visit to knock turn alley couldn't alleviate and he had never had feelings for a student. Not until that moment, a clear caught in amber moment, when her eyes had shown him a promise. Like Scrooges ghosts, he found himself given the chance for a different future, one that included love, one that included her.
He had never been a romantic man, but he had once, as a very young man, dreamed of love, and that haunting, although faint now in the stern, cynical man at the balconies rail, was enough to pull him into a new reality. He had no answers, but at least he now knew the right questions.
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He could never remember the stupid password which was changed on a regular basis. He had been informed of the new one this morning in the staff meeting, but unusually quiet, even for the potions master, he had not been paying attention.
" Five points from Slytherin, Professor Snape." he murmured with slight amusement, pushing an unruly strand of windswept hair back off his face. "Blackjacks?" he questioned, suddenly remembering a snatch of the conversation.
The door opened and he strode upstairs, robes fluttering behind him in a swath of black, to the meeting he really didn't want to keep.
"Come in dear boy." Dumbledore smiled at the younger man, knowing the appellation irritated. Snape sat in his usual chair, sinking down into its comfy brown leather and accepting the cup of tea which he was handed.
"Now," Dumbledore said, settling his thoughts as well as his posture, "We need to decide what is to be done about Miss Granger, Severus. Although this may be a golden opportunity to have another spy in Voldemort's ranks, I am concerned about the safety of ...Ah Miss Granger, please come in." he said, motioning Hermione from the door to the chair next to Severus. She smiled shyly, walking over to sit, catching his eyes and continuing the smile.
Gods she was beautiful, he breathed, caught in the moment. This will not do Severus, he told himself. You must concentrate, her life is being discussed here. He pulled himself together and with hard glittering eyes, he wrenched his gaze from hers and looked directly at the smiling headmaster.
"My dear Miss Granger, as we are aware of your past relationship with Tom Riddle," Severus scowled deeply at Dumbledore who smiled at him cheerfully and continued unaffected" I suggest that we try to use his current demand to our advantage. I understand that he has threatened Severus' safety if you do not attend, which suggests to me that he knows of your current feelings." Two pairs of shocked eyes regarded the elderly man, "I am quiet happy about your relationship, as long as you are discreet about your liaison, I trust you will conduct yourselves with decorum." Hermione looked across at Severus and they both smiled ruefully, as if they could keep anything from the headmaster. He seemed to know everything before you knew it yourself.
"But, I am very concerned about your safety my dear. I would not want any harm to come to you and I know Severus would never allow it."
The younger man grunted his agreement, the euphoria of Dumbledore's blessing still blocking his vocal chords. He tried to watch her from the corner of his eyes, but found her gaze openly on him.
"I know" she replied, her voice filled with the feelings which were flooding her.
"But I have to return, I gave my word"
"Your word!" Snape's harsh bark made her jump. He continued in a slightly softer voice, trying to reason with her. "He is a monster Hermione, he is totally insane and way too unpredictable. Although I would never leave you alone in his presence if I could help it, I may not have a choice."
"I know Severus, but I cannot let him hurt you simply because I dare not face him. Think, if he does have feelings for me I could exploit them. I could use them to mould him, to anticipate his actions. I could help." She finished, desperate for him to understand her unspoken fears. She could not lose him because she lacked the courage. She was a Gryffindor, she would help him in any way she could, she could do nothing less.
He squirmed in his seat, not happy with the conversations path, his mind pulled in two directions. This was not a situation he normally found himself in. His loyalty to Dumbledore was his whole focus where the Dark Lord was concerned. Now he had another priority, her safety.
"I think that your initial presence is certainly required" the headmaster replied when the potions master remained broodingly silent. "You will need to confer with Severus to ensure you both know what you are doing, my dear. This will not be easy and you must have the utmost trust in each other."
"I have that already Sir" she whispered, not daring to look at Severus. The headmaster smiled, "Good," he replied, "I'll leave you both to decide upon your tactics then. Make sure you have some hidden signals to aid communication" he added as the pair rose to leave.
"And take some chocolate and let me know the minute you get back." He added as they nodded and opened the door to leave.
Author's Note;
Many thanks to all my reviewers, as you can see they have pushed me to write quicker.hint, hint.
Violet- thanks for the review, found I totally agreed with you. Not enough info, so I wrote a tag on for this chapter. Hope it has some flow to it. I'll ensure I add more as I progress.
Hugs for Eternal Queen..just cos I love how she gets all excited when I mention her, and hugs for Fire Fairy-(love the name)...thankyou both.
Susanne x