Disclaimer: All recognizable people, places, and things belong to JK Rowling.

Thanks to Cheval de la Nuit ( I must confess that someone help me…) and to stefynae (what do you mean with "very good considering you are French" !?!  ;-) .

Sorry this is a little short.

CHAPITRE II

"Come on, let's install ourselves, the meal is getting ready", Barclay said as he dragged him along.

Small tables for eight persons were put around a dance floor to preserve a certain kind of intimacy, and Severus spent the evening to curse himself for having accepted this invitation, to gripe at the moldus' stupidity, and to regret his icy and silent donjons in Poudlard. It was Dumbledore who asked him to fly to California and to watch over a possible come back from Voldemort, though he hadn't appeared since the Potter's death, five years ago.

Dumblemore had organized this cover of chemistry teacher who gave few lectures in order to keep busy at the search. Actually, it was an excuse, and going to his lab was profitable to him as he realized complex potions for the ministry.

The rest of his free time, he stayed in his appartment given by the university, to enjoy his loneliness. What he appreciated the most, was that his classroom was linked to his lab, situated in a place not very frequented on the campus. This allowed him to be sufficiently in the stillness, and allowed him not to be forced to meet students everytime.

A second school year was beginning, and he still hadn't discover Voldemort 's track. He was wondering when Dumblemore would call him back to him, which didn't really worry him, for he didn't have any tie in London, nor in the US. The only irritating thing was the fact that he has to condescend to teach to simple muggles, and to admit the similarity between the muggles chemistry and the potions lecture.

He put his eyes on her student who gladly laughed with the young man wearing the beige suit. Why was it so painful to him to watch her having fun with a man?

(Her boyfriend, they spent the evening together and he held her arm a while ago), an irritating little voice in his head corrected him.

He didn't know why this idea appeared so unpleasant to him. He let his spirit wandering about the events of the day before.

FLASH BACK

Mélina had spent her lecture of biology in the amphitheatre with Helena, laughing of her last love affairs. The latter didn't know anything about her past, so she still called her by her false name :

"Andréa, I am sure you will end up with Eddie!"

"What? Eddie is my best friend!"

"He is beautiful as a god, and you're so cute together!"

"It is true that he is, uh, more than not bad, but Eddie uses girls like Kleenex! I will never spoil our friendship in a three day love-affair!"

They began to range their things, for the bell had just rung.

"If you say so. Well, I leave you, I have a..uh..rendez-vous" she said with a wide smile.

"What, it is a joke! We have our lecture of chemistry! Please, don't leave me alone facing this pretentious juk that Snape is!"

"Sorry, old girl!! Good luck".

That was the very last thing she was longing for, an hour of Snape was difficult to bear when you were two, but alone! It was hell!

Always moving his sinister carcass wrapped in black without a noise, he used to blow into the nape of your neck, ready to track the slightest error of manipulation, and to make a sharp remark to make you look ridiculous and to show in a favourable light his own important superiority.

She shivered as she thought of how much she was hating him, this seems to be what all the students were doing. The idea of not going to the lecture was very tempting, but the lecture of chemistry was always made with small groups, and Snape would immediately notice their non-attendence, and it would be quite difficult to find a satisfying excuse which would explain her absence and another one for the absence (casually) of Helena.

She would probably be kept in, and she needed a keeping in with Snape as much as she needed a hole in her head! Snape must have been the only teacher of the university to still keep in, and at 18, Mélina found it extremely irritating!