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Snape did not attend breakfast that morning. He was afraid she would be there and taunt him. He would be embarrassed for sure if he saw her after that dream.
He was back to his old self in all of his classes. Word had gotten around and everyone began to dread going. Draco, on the other hand, couldn't wait.
As soon as Harry walked in, Snape was all over him. He hadn't even made it to his desk when Snape looked at him and said, "Mr. Potter, maybe you should try joining the rest of the class at the same time instead of constantly entering my classroom late." Harry couldn't believe it. He almost smiled. Everyone knew he wasn't late, even Snape knew he wasn't late. He had said what he did more or less to show them that he was back to normal. Class was going as it normally would. The only thing Snape didn't change was the amount of potions he had given them. Since they had proved they could do double the amount of potions why change it back. They could learn even more this way. Class was almost over when the door opened and she walked in. Everyone's attention went straight to the door. Girls started whispering and boys' jaws dropped.
"Lucky guess that I would find you in the Potions class Severus."
"Yes, I am the Potions teacher."
Harry and Ron exchanged looks of disbelief. Snape noticed this, "Mr. Potter, perhaps you and Mr. Weasley would like to spend the weekend in detention."
"Harry Potter?" Celeste walked up to him and kneeled down to be on face level with him. "I personally would like to thank you. If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be alive today."
"I - I'm not sure I understand," said a confused Harry.
"That's not important. What is important is that you know that I am in your debt."
She stood up and walked to the front of the class where Snape was standing. She sat down at his desk. He turned around and looked at her. "What are you doing here?"
"Just keep going. Pretend I'm not even here."
Snape turned back around to the class. He saw Draco staring at her, his mouth wide open.
"Mr. Malfoy, perhaps you would be so kind as to present us with your potion."
Draco stopped staring at Celeste and noticed the angry look on Snape's face. He had never seen Snape mad at him. It was like he was possessive over this woman. "Yes sir." Malfoy stood up and poured his potion into a cup and drank it down. They were working on truth potions, the kind where the person who has taken the potion must tell the truth. Snape thought of a good question to ask him.
"Mr. Malfoy, tell me, do you enjoy being in Slytherin?"
"Yes sir. I think it's the best house at this school." Pleased with his answer Snape told him to sit back down.
"What do you think about me?" came a question from the front of the class. Snape turned around to see that it was Celeste that had asked the question.
"I don't really know what to think of you because I don't know you. I do think you are pretty though."
Snape was supposed to give an antidote to take the truth potion off, but that last comment of Malfoy's was going to cost him the antidote. Snape found an amusement in seeing Draco having to tell the truth to all the inquisitive Gryffindors. Draco's embarrassment was amusing to Snape.
After all the class left he didn't look at her. He knew she was thinking about last nights dream. He was ashamed that he dreamt that about her. Why should he be ashamed though, after all, it was her that made him have that dream.
"I hope I didn't interrupt your class Severus."
"Not at all. I'm sure my students will be happy to stay late next week to make up for the time they lost getting to leave early."
"How come you treat your students like that? Didn't you ever hate teachers that were like that?"
"I don't see it as being mean to them. They get more work done in my class than any other class they take."
"Yes, but I'm sure they learn more in the other classes because they have fun while doing it."
"What do you care anyway?"
"I just want to see you happy Severus. I don't think you can be happy until you can at least act like you're happy."
"Since you are here and we are alone, why don't you tell me what it is you are doing here."
"Not right now Severus, I want to talk about you. I want to talk about" she paused for a second and smiled that wicked smile "your dreams."
He immediately hung his head. She reached up and lifted his chin. She looked into his eyes and smiled. Why did she always have to smile that way? It was a teasing smile, sincere but wicked at the same time. "That was a nice dream you had last night." Now she was definitely teasing him. She had moved up to where her face was beside his and he could feel her warm breath on his ear. "I especially liked the way you kissed . . . my hand." He turned his head to look at her and she reached up and planted her lips on his. He breathed in her scent and for a moment allowed his self to get lost in her. Her mouth moved over his and he kissed her back with as much passion as she had. He broke the kiss and began to move down her neck with tiny kisses that barely touched the surface of her smooth skin. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he encircled her with his own.
They stood there intertwined in each other's arms kissing with so much passion that they didn't notice Harry standing at the door. He had left his potions book. He had been able to slip in to get his book and back out again without being noticed. When he reached the common room he told Ron and Hermione what he saw.
"Eww. What could she possibly see in him?" asked Ron. "She's too young for him."
"Actually Ron, they both attended Hogwarts together. He's only a couple of years older than her," explained Hermione.
"Still, I can't see him being even somewhat intimate with anyone, especially someone as beautiful as her. Harry, are you sure they were kissing? Maybe they were just hugging like old friends."
"Well if a hug involves your tongue being in someone else's mouth, then I guess that's what it was."
"I don't know you guys. A lot of girls talk about Professor Snape in ways that you never hear about," said Hermione.
"What!? Are you crazy? How can girls think of him like that?" asked Ron.
"Well he's only about thirty five years old. If he had his hair pulled back you could see his face. And he does he a cute face."
"I don't believe what I'm hearing."
"I agree with Ron. It is a bit crazy."
They changed the subject quickly. They sat and chatted in the common room for another hour or so until they headed down to dinner. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
At dinner, Dumbledore had an important announcement to make. It was to the best of everyone's knowledge that the announcement was going to pertain to the rumors buzzing around about Snape's new girlfriend. Everyone sat silently awaiting for him to speak. Harry and Ron noticed Snape at his usual station, but there was no Celeste.
"As many of you may already know," Dumbledore began, "we have a visitor at Hogwarts. She arrived last night when all the tornado came." He called to the double doors at the end of the Great hall, "Celeste, please come join us."
All heads turned to the two doors that swung magically open. In she walked. Hips swaying, eyes looking straight ahead, each step she took was a heartbeat in every young boy in the room. A few lucky guys got a wink, and when they turned to tell their friends, she gave that wicked smile. Snape watched this behavior from the students, becoming completely inflamed at all the young boys and disgusted at all the girls. Disgusted at them because they wanted to be like her, manipulative and seductive. He hated himself for letting her get to him the way she did. He watched her, with mixed emotions, saunter up to the teacher's table. She took her place at the opposite end of the table.
"Boys and girls, this is Miss Celeste Macintosh. She will be staying with us here at Hogwarts until the end of the school year. She will be assisting different teachers in their classes, so you will be seeing her around. Now that the announcement is out of the way, let's eat."
The food appeared and everyone began eating. Celeste watched the students talking and laughing with each other, remembering her days there as a student. She smiled, and as she did so she could feel him staring at her. Slowly she turned her head to the other end of the table. Her eyes met his, but only for a split second and then he looked down at his plate. He could hear her in his head. 'Snape, look at me.' He didn't want to, but he did anyways. 'I can enter your mind at any time Severus, not just when you sleep.' He had no rest from the woman. 'That's fine. If you don't want to talk to me then I'll just see you in your dreams.' She didn't say another thing to him for the rest of the night. She didn't even look in his direction again. He cursed himself for not saying anything, and because he didn't she would be there again tonight.
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Again that night she had presented herself to him, and again they shared a kiss that he relived the whole night through. Even though he always wanted to take it a little further, he settled for her kisses.
Snape did not attend breakfast that morning. He was afraid she would be there and taunt him. He would be embarrassed for sure if he saw her after that dream.
He was back to his old self in all of his classes. Word had gotten around and everyone began to dread going. Draco, on the other hand, couldn't wait.
As soon as Harry walked in, Snape was all over him. He hadn't even made it to his desk when Snape looked at him and said, "Mr. Potter, maybe you should try joining the rest of the class at the same time instead of constantly entering my classroom late." Harry couldn't believe it. He almost smiled. Everyone knew he wasn't late, even Snape knew he wasn't late. He had said what he did more or less to show them that he was back to normal. Class was going as it normally would. The only thing Snape didn't change was the amount of potions he had given them. Since they had proved they could do double the amount of potions why change it back. They could learn even more this way. Class was almost over when the door opened and she walked in. Everyone's attention went straight to the door. Girls started whispering and boys' jaws dropped.
"Lucky guess that I would find you in the Potions class Severus."
"Yes, I am the Potions teacher."
Harry and Ron exchanged looks of disbelief. Snape noticed this, "Mr. Potter, perhaps you and Mr. Weasley would like to spend the weekend in detention."
"Harry Potter?" Celeste walked up to him and kneeled down to be on face level with him. "I personally would like to thank you. If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be alive today."
"I - I'm not sure I understand," said a confused Harry.
"That's not important. What is important is that you know that I am in your debt."
She stood up and walked to the front of the class where Snape was standing. She sat down at his desk. He turned around and looked at her. "What are you doing here?"
"Just keep going. Pretend I'm not even here."
Snape turned back around to the class. He saw Draco staring at her, his mouth wide open.
"Mr. Malfoy, perhaps you would be so kind as to present us with your potion."
Draco stopped staring at Celeste and noticed the angry look on Snape's face. He had never seen Snape mad at him. It was like he was possessive over this woman. "Yes sir." Malfoy stood up and poured his potion into a cup and drank it down. They were working on truth potions, the kind where the person who has taken the potion must tell the truth. Snape thought of a good question to ask him.
"Mr. Malfoy, tell me, do you enjoy being in Slytherin?"
"Yes sir. I think it's the best house at this school." Pleased with his answer Snape told him to sit back down.
"What do you think about me?" came a question from the front of the class. Snape turned around to see that it was Celeste that had asked the question.
"I don't really know what to think of you because I don't know you. I do think you are pretty though."
Snape was supposed to give an antidote to take the truth potion off, but that last comment of Malfoy's was going to cost him the antidote. Snape found an amusement in seeing Draco having to tell the truth to all the inquisitive Gryffindors. Draco's embarrassment was amusing to Snape.
After all the class left he didn't look at her. He knew she was thinking about last nights dream. He was ashamed that he dreamt that about her. Why should he be ashamed though, after all, it was her that made him have that dream.
"I hope I didn't interrupt your class Severus."
"Not at all. I'm sure my students will be happy to stay late next week to make up for the time they lost getting to leave early."
"How come you treat your students like that? Didn't you ever hate teachers that were like that?"
"I don't see it as being mean to them. They get more work done in my class than any other class they take."
"Yes, but I'm sure they learn more in the other classes because they have fun while doing it."
"What do you care anyway?"
"I just want to see you happy Severus. I don't think you can be happy until you can at least act like you're happy."
"Since you are here and we are alone, why don't you tell me what it is you are doing here."
"Not right now Severus, I want to talk about you. I want to talk about" she paused for a second and smiled that wicked smile "your dreams."
He immediately hung his head. She reached up and lifted his chin. She looked into his eyes and smiled. Why did she always have to smile that way? It was a teasing smile, sincere but wicked at the same time. "That was a nice dream you had last night." Now she was definitely teasing him. She had moved up to where her face was beside his and he could feel her warm breath on his ear. "I especially liked the way you kissed . . . my hand." He turned his head to look at her and she reached up and planted her lips on his. He breathed in her scent and for a moment allowed his self to get lost in her. Her mouth moved over his and he kissed her back with as much passion as she had. He broke the kiss and began to move down her neck with tiny kisses that barely touched the surface of her smooth skin. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he encircled her with his own.
They stood there intertwined in each other's arms kissing with so much passion that they didn't notice Harry standing at the door. He had left his potions book. He had been able to slip in to get his book and back out again without being noticed. When he reached the common room he told Ron and Hermione what he saw.
"Eww. What could she possibly see in him?" asked Ron. "She's too young for him."
"Actually Ron, they both attended Hogwarts together. He's only a couple of years older than her," explained Hermione.
"Still, I can't see him being even somewhat intimate with anyone, especially someone as beautiful as her. Harry, are you sure they were kissing? Maybe they were just hugging like old friends."
"Well if a hug involves your tongue being in someone else's mouth, then I guess that's what it was."
"I don't know you guys. A lot of girls talk about Professor Snape in ways that you never hear about," said Hermione.
"What!? Are you crazy? How can girls think of him like that?" asked Ron.
"Well he's only about thirty five years old. If he had his hair pulled back you could see his face. And he does he a cute face."
"I don't believe what I'm hearing."
"I agree with Ron. It is a bit crazy."
They changed the subject quickly. They sat and chatted in the common room for another hour or so until they headed down to dinner. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
At dinner, Dumbledore had an important announcement to make. It was to the best of everyone's knowledge that the announcement was going to pertain to the rumors buzzing around about Snape's new girlfriend. Everyone sat silently awaiting for him to speak. Harry and Ron noticed Snape at his usual station, but there was no Celeste.
"As many of you may already know," Dumbledore began, "we have a visitor at Hogwarts. She arrived last night when all the tornado came." He called to the double doors at the end of the Great hall, "Celeste, please come join us."
All heads turned to the two doors that swung magically open. In she walked. Hips swaying, eyes looking straight ahead, each step she took was a heartbeat in every young boy in the room. A few lucky guys got a wink, and when they turned to tell their friends, she gave that wicked smile. Snape watched this behavior from the students, becoming completely inflamed at all the young boys and disgusted at all the girls. Disgusted at them because they wanted to be like her, manipulative and seductive. He hated himself for letting her get to him the way she did. He watched her, with mixed emotions, saunter up to the teacher's table. She took her place at the opposite end of the table.
"Boys and girls, this is Miss Celeste Macintosh. She will be staying with us here at Hogwarts until the end of the school year. She will be assisting different teachers in their classes, so you will be seeing her around. Now that the announcement is out of the way, let's eat."
The food appeared and everyone began eating. Celeste watched the students talking and laughing with each other, remembering her days there as a student. She smiled, and as she did so she could feel him staring at her. Slowly she turned her head to the other end of the table. Her eyes met his, but only for a split second and then he looked down at his plate. He could hear her in his head. 'Snape, look at me.' He didn't want to, but he did anyways. 'I can enter your mind at any time Severus, not just when you sleep.' He had no rest from the woman. 'That's fine. If you don't want to talk to me then I'll just see you in your dreams.' She didn't say another thing to him for the rest of the night. She didn't even look in his direction again. He cursed himself for not saying anything, and because he didn't she would be there again tonight.
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Again that night she had presented herself to him, and again they shared a kiss that he relived the whole night through. Even though he always wanted to take it a little further, he settled for her kisses.