Chapter Five
Weeks went by and it was days from Halloween. This is my favorite time of the year. The smell of pumpkins and crisp air was everywhere. It was warm during the day and cool at night. Everyone dug out their winter cloaks, especially for Potions and DADA. The dungeons got colder as the weather did. Snape and I had a standing appointment to meet in the Potions classroom directly after dinner on Tuesday nights. We both wished to get the assignment over with as soon as possible. We ignored each other the rest of the week.
Or so I thought. "He's doing it again," griped James. "He's watching us when he thinks we aren't looking. Or he'll pretend he's thinking about the page he just read and stare this way." He looked at me. "He didn't before you came along," he accused me. "What extracurricular potion did you feed him? And why the hell couldn't it have been poison?"
"I haven't done anything ."I started to say. Sirius interrupted with a snort, "Not a thing but being a girl and working on potions together. Nope, not a thing." He shook his head. James stopped playing with the Snitch and stood up. "I'm going over there to talk to him." I grabbed his robe to stop him. "Look," I said, pointing towards the lake. "There's Dippet. You go bother him and Dippet will see you. Want to cause problems hours before going to the Shack?" The thought of detention instead of friends cooled him off for now.
"You're right," he grumbled. "Another day."
[i]Not if I can help it[/i], I thought, stealing a glance at Snape.
During Potions class the next week I was quiet. My mind was on that conversation Sunday and I was actually making mistakes. Snape was correcting most of them before Professor (____) noticed, which just unnerved me even more. That evening I couldn't eat and was already in the classroom set up when he walked in. I turned and asked, "Why were you cleaning up my messes earlier?"
He was stunned. He didn't smile or snarl or anything else for about 10 seconds and then he gained his composure. "I saw no use in bring attention to my work with your mistakes," he mumbled into his bag. He sat up and laid his parchment on the table, avoiding my eyes.
"Liar. Why were you spying on us Sunday?"
He didn't answer. He just started to measure ingredients to put into the cauldron. I reached out to stop him. "I've changed it this week. It's your turn to test anyway, so I want to try this one." I laid the recipe for (truth serum) on the table. His face paled even more. "Don't worry," I sneered, "I'll ask questions the Professor can read."
He sat back while I did most of the work. After awhile I finished it and scooped a bit into a bottle. "accio glass of water," I whispered, letting him catch it before it dropped in his lap. I smiled sweetly and dripped in (number) of drops into the water. "Enjoy," I told him with a sadistic twinkle to me eyes. He hesitated, but drank it in the name of classwork. His eyes never left mine; he didn't trust me.
There's no visible sign someone's taken (truth serum). You just need to start asking questions.
"What's your name?" I wanted to start with the basics. "Severus Snape," he growled.
[i]This is so sweet! Revenge![/i] "How old are you?" "Sixteen tomorrow" was the answer.
"Happy early birthday. What was going on Sunday?" he stared at me, trying not to talk. "Do I need to tickle you so you'll open your mouth?" I was enjoying this way too much. [i]Damn! I should have asked for suggestions from the guys!![/i] "Come on, you can't hold out all night." I reached out and plugged his nose. My hand shocked us as we touched. "What happened Sunday?"
He pushed my hand away, causing sparks between us. "I like watching you," he finally grumbled. "I like you. Where's the antidote?"
I used a repelling charm to send it to the shelf and said, "Not yet."
When we finished with the work, I knew where the Slytherin dorm was and the current password. I also had a few safe questions down for Professor (_) next week. We cleaned up our mess in silence. "Look, sorry about that. I was pissed you lied to me, but I shouldn't have done that," I apologized.
"Any harm done can be fixed before you cause even more." He was mad. "Least you could do is share some of the same information. Like your name. Shit, we've been working side by side for almost two months and I still call you Foster."
I sighed. "True. It's Alexandria and I'll be 16 in February. Sorry, the Fat Lady just changed the password, so I can't share that." [i]Yet.[/i] "Anything else?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said, putting down his bag. "Now that you asked, why?"
"Oh, well, it was kind of creepy having you stare at us for no known reason and then embarrassing having them tease me and blame me for it. I won't tell them. They think we are doing the assigned potion." The mood was way to heavy in here. I tried to joke, "Besides, they know better than to ask for my work. Best they'll get is a blank parchment and a dirty look."
He turned and walked to the door. I sighed and followed. Just before he opened the door, he looked at me. He quickly leaned down and kissed my cheek. There were more sparks when he touched me. He pulled back in shock, opened the door and hurried to his Common Room. I stepped out and slowly closed the door and headed outside. I needed to think.
I headed to the Forbidden Forrest and stepped behind a tree. I dropped my bag and changed into a cat. I then walked out to the Whomping Willow and pressed the knot. When the tree quit thrashing around, I climbed it carefully and sat in a niche near the top. I could see almost all of the school grounds. Hagrid was picking the pumpkins for tomorrow's Halloween feast. The squid was lounging on the surface of the lake. A few students were wandering the gardens or going inside.
[i]What just happened? Did he really kiss me? What is up with those sparks? Is it just him or something totally new? Well, that'll explain the butterflies I have had for a week or two, wouldn't it? What now? [/i] I sat in the tree until past midnight, thinking but solving nothing. I stepped back behind the tree, changed to myself and picked up my bag. Wrapping my cloak tighter around myself, I headed into the castle and to bed.
Weeks went by and it was days from Halloween. This is my favorite time of the year. The smell of pumpkins and crisp air was everywhere. It was warm during the day and cool at night. Everyone dug out their winter cloaks, especially for Potions and DADA. The dungeons got colder as the weather did. Snape and I had a standing appointment to meet in the Potions classroom directly after dinner on Tuesday nights. We both wished to get the assignment over with as soon as possible. We ignored each other the rest of the week.
Or so I thought. "He's doing it again," griped James. "He's watching us when he thinks we aren't looking. Or he'll pretend he's thinking about the page he just read and stare this way." He looked at me. "He didn't before you came along," he accused me. "What extracurricular potion did you feed him? And why the hell couldn't it have been poison?"
"I haven't done anything ."I started to say. Sirius interrupted with a snort, "Not a thing but being a girl and working on potions together. Nope, not a thing." He shook his head. James stopped playing with the Snitch and stood up. "I'm going over there to talk to him." I grabbed his robe to stop him. "Look," I said, pointing towards the lake. "There's Dippet. You go bother him and Dippet will see you. Want to cause problems hours before going to the Shack?" The thought of detention instead of friends cooled him off for now.
"You're right," he grumbled. "Another day."
[i]Not if I can help it[/i], I thought, stealing a glance at Snape.
During Potions class the next week I was quiet. My mind was on that conversation Sunday and I was actually making mistakes. Snape was correcting most of them before Professor (____) noticed, which just unnerved me even more. That evening I couldn't eat and was already in the classroom set up when he walked in. I turned and asked, "Why were you cleaning up my messes earlier?"
He was stunned. He didn't smile or snarl or anything else for about 10 seconds and then he gained his composure. "I saw no use in bring attention to my work with your mistakes," he mumbled into his bag. He sat up and laid his parchment on the table, avoiding my eyes.
"Liar. Why were you spying on us Sunday?"
He didn't answer. He just started to measure ingredients to put into the cauldron. I reached out to stop him. "I've changed it this week. It's your turn to test anyway, so I want to try this one." I laid the recipe for (truth serum) on the table. His face paled even more. "Don't worry," I sneered, "I'll ask questions the Professor can read."
He sat back while I did most of the work. After awhile I finished it and scooped a bit into a bottle. "accio glass of water," I whispered, letting him catch it before it dropped in his lap. I smiled sweetly and dripped in (number) of drops into the water. "Enjoy," I told him with a sadistic twinkle to me eyes. He hesitated, but drank it in the name of classwork. His eyes never left mine; he didn't trust me.
There's no visible sign someone's taken (truth serum). You just need to start asking questions.
"What's your name?" I wanted to start with the basics. "Severus Snape," he growled.
[i]This is so sweet! Revenge![/i] "How old are you?" "Sixteen tomorrow" was the answer.
"Happy early birthday. What was going on Sunday?" he stared at me, trying not to talk. "Do I need to tickle you so you'll open your mouth?" I was enjoying this way too much. [i]Damn! I should have asked for suggestions from the guys!![/i] "Come on, you can't hold out all night." I reached out and plugged his nose. My hand shocked us as we touched. "What happened Sunday?"
He pushed my hand away, causing sparks between us. "I like watching you," he finally grumbled. "I like you. Where's the antidote?"
I used a repelling charm to send it to the shelf and said, "Not yet."
When we finished with the work, I knew where the Slytherin dorm was and the current password. I also had a few safe questions down for Professor (_) next week. We cleaned up our mess in silence. "Look, sorry about that. I was pissed you lied to me, but I shouldn't have done that," I apologized.
"Any harm done can be fixed before you cause even more." He was mad. "Least you could do is share some of the same information. Like your name. Shit, we've been working side by side for almost two months and I still call you Foster."
I sighed. "True. It's Alexandria and I'll be 16 in February. Sorry, the Fat Lady just changed the password, so I can't share that." [i]Yet.[/i] "Anything else?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said, putting down his bag. "Now that you asked, why?"
"Oh, well, it was kind of creepy having you stare at us for no known reason and then embarrassing having them tease me and blame me for it. I won't tell them. They think we are doing the assigned potion." The mood was way to heavy in here. I tried to joke, "Besides, they know better than to ask for my work. Best they'll get is a blank parchment and a dirty look."
He turned and walked to the door. I sighed and followed. Just before he opened the door, he looked at me. He quickly leaned down and kissed my cheek. There were more sparks when he touched me. He pulled back in shock, opened the door and hurried to his Common Room. I stepped out and slowly closed the door and headed outside. I needed to think.
I headed to the Forbidden Forrest and stepped behind a tree. I dropped my bag and changed into a cat. I then walked out to the Whomping Willow and pressed the knot. When the tree quit thrashing around, I climbed it carefully and sat in a niche near the top. I could see almost all of the school grounds. Hagrid was picking the pumpkins for tomorrow's Halloween feast. The squid was lounging on the surface of the lake. A few students were wandering the gardens or going inside.
[i]What just happened? Did he really kiss me? What is up with those sparks? Is it just him or something totally new? Well, that'll explain the butterflies I have had for a week or two, wouldn't it? What now? [/i] I sat in the tree until past midnight, thinking but solving nothing. I stepped back behind the tree, changed to myself and picked up my bag. Wrapping my cloak tighter around myself, I headed into the castle and to bed.