Ello, all my fellow fanfictioners! I want ya'll to know that this isn't a
flashback, 'kay? Thanks to Devil Malik for the review! *peace*
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"Good afternoon class," Alexandria said brightly. Some of the students mumbled a reply. "Today we will continue our studies from yesterday. Please turn in your books to page twenty-six and read the rest of the chapter. After that we will continue to work on the Boil hex."
Pages rustled as she sat behind her desk. This class was fairly good at paying attention; only a few had poor grades so far. She watched a bored Harry Potter reading silently with interest. She had talked to Remus Lupin last night, and he had said he was an exceptional student at Defense Against the Dark Arts. She was curious to see how good he truly was.
Minutes passed by as the class concentrated on their present task. Hermione Granger flew through the section and stared at her professor expectantly. She smiled softly at her and winked. Then, stretching out an arm, she beckoned her student to her.
"You're done already?" she whispered.
"I read most of it last night," Hermione replied.
"Well, while we're waiting for the others to finish, would you like to help me with school work?"
"Yes, ma'am,"
Alexandria smiled again as she conjured a chair and table next to her desk, and then motioned for Hermione to sit. She did so hastily. Her smile widened as she glided around to the front of the table with a pile of essays from the beginning of the week. "I would like you to grade this, please. Here is a sheet to help you grade." She waved her wand, and a roll of parchment filled with her handwriting appeared to the left of Hermione. "Notify me when you've finished."
Moments later, everyone was practicing in turn the Boil hex. When a pair had successfully had boils on their faces, Alexandria would clear them away with the counter-hex and wave the next pair up. Harry Potter did an excellent job, to her delight, and received full marks that day. Hermione also did a wonderful performance, but from what shea had heard from other professors, she had expected no less.
"Great job, everyone," she called, "I would like a foot- long paper on the importance of counter-jinxes and how to use them properly to be handed in next Monday." She gathered up her papers as her class scurried out into the corridors, not bothering to look up as she heard the door snap shut. She started as she felt warm arms pull her into an embrace and a silky voice murmur into her ear.
"Have a good day?"
Twisting around in those arms, she stared into Severus' face, "It was dull. How about you?"
"Lonely," he said in the same tone, leaning closer. Part of her wanted to melt into him, but she steeled herself against that emotion.
"Severus, we can't," she said quietly.
"Why not?" he said, smiling despite himself.
"We just can't," she replied, now regaining her self-control. Pushing away slightly, she turned back to her papers, "I just want to be friends right now, alright? I don't think it'd be tolerated."
"We're adults, Lexis, not schoolchildren running around after-hours. I think it could be tolerated." He allowed her to pack away the essays she had been handling. "You do know I love you, though, don't you?"
"Yes, Severus," she whispered, "I know. I'm not ready to go back into a relationship, though. I mean, we're finally back together after so long, and I've just become a teacher, and I need to sort out my priorities."
"You should hear yourself," he chuckled, "You sound like what's- her- face from sixth year."
"Beth Smith? Oh, please, no," She shielded her face in mock horror, making Severus laugh somewhat. "So, are you classes finished for today?"
"Yep. Are your's?"
"Uh-huh. So what do you want to do?"
"How about not standing here and going someplace else?"
"Ha ha. Why not go to your quarters for once? I have yet to see them." As she turned to face him, there was a peculiar expression on his face.
"Not yet." He said, taking her arm and leading her out of the classroom and up the corridor.
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That night the two decided to have dinner in Alexandria's quarters. Severus leaned back from the table, stretching as he did so. "That was wonderful," he sighed, slumping back into his chair, "When did you learn not to burn the food?"
She stood up reproachfully and smacked him on his shoulder as she collected the plates and dumped the remained of salad and pasta into the trash, "Not funny, Sev. I had to cook my own meals while I was training."
He stood hastily up and dove to collect glasses from the table. "It was delicious."
"Thank you," she smiled happily, "I'm glad you could join me tonight."
"It was an honor," he turned and mock- bowed, earning another smack from his companion, which he in turn turned into an embrace.
They settled by the fire, Alexandria leaning slightly on Severus as she stroked Haw'keyes absentmindedly. She was thinking about their conversation earlier. She had to admit that she did still love him, but that was more of the past than the present. She didn't know what to make of him anymore. Did she love this new Severus Snape? She needed more time. Even though they had talked for hours at a time, she still felt like they were strangers. 'I wish it could be like before,' she thought, unconsciously snuggling deeper into Severus' side.
Severus noticed this action and smiled. He could guess what was going through her head. She had always been difficult to make up her mind. He could wait, he decided, as long as it all turned out right. He wanted to hold her as he did so long ago, but that would make her draw even further away. Oh well, he'd have to be patient. He stretched out into a more comfortable position and pulled a one of the books he had been reading earlier off the coffee table.
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Ha! I finished one within a week! *does a victory dance* Sorry if it's short and kinda stupid. I thought it was pretty cute and a great place to stop. Hope everyone enjoyed! Please review!
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"Good afternoon class," Alexandria said brightly. Some of the students mumbled a reply. "Today we will continue our studies from yesterday. Please turn in your books to page twenty-six and read the rest of the chapter. After that we will continue to work on the Boil hex."
Pages rustled as she sat behind her desk. This class was fairly good at paying attention; only a few had poor grades so far. She watched a bored Harry Potter reading silently with interest. She had talked to Remus Lupin last night, and he had said he was an exceptional student at Defense Against the Dark Arts. She was curious to see how good he truly was.
Minutes passed by as the class concentrated on their present task. Hermione Granger flew through the section and stared at her professor expectantly. She smiled softly at her and winked. Then, stretching out an arm, she beckoned her student to her.
"You're done already?" she whispered.
"I read most of it last night," Hermione replied.
"Well, while we're waiting for the others to finish, would you like to help me with school work?"
"Yes, ma'am,"
Alexandria smiled again as she conjured a chair and table next to her desk, and then motioned for Hermione to sit. She did so hastily. Her smile widened as she glided around to the front of the table with a pile of essays from the beginning of the week. "I would like you to grade this, please. Here is a sheet to help you grade." She waved her wand, and a roll of parchment filled with her handwriting appeared to the left of Hermione. "Notify me when you've finished."
Moments later, everyone was practicing in turn the Boil hex. When a pair had successfully had boils on their faces, Alexandria would clear them away with the counter-hex and wave the next pair up. Harry Potter did an excellent job, to her delight, and received full marks that day. Hermione also did a wonderful performance, but from what shea had heard from other professors, she had expected no less.
"Great job, everyone," she called, "I would like a foot- long paper on the importance of counter-jinxes and how to use them properly to be handed in next Monday." She gathered up her papers as her class scurried out into the corridors, not bothering to look up as she heard the door snap shut. She started as she felt warm arms pull her into an embrace and a silky voice murmur into her ear.
"Have a good day?"
Twisting around in those arms, she stared into Severus' face, "It was dull. How about you?"
"Lonely," he said in the same tone, leaning closer. Part of her wanted to melt into him, but she steeled herself against that emotion.
"Severus, we can't," she said quietly.
"Why not?" he said, smiling despite himself.
"We just can't," she replied, now regaining her self-control. Pushing away slightly, she turned back to her papers, "I just want to be friends right now, alright? I don't think it'd be tolerated."
"We're adults, Lexis, not schoolchildren running around after-hours. I think it could be tolerated." He allowed her to pack away the essays she had been handling. "You do know I love you, though, don't you?"
"Yes, Severus," she whispered, "I know. I'm not ready to go back into a relationship, though. I mean, we're finally back together after so long, and I've just become a teacher, and I need to sort out my priorities."
"You should hear yourself," he chuckled, "You sound like what's- her- face from sixth year."
"Beth Smith? Oh, please, no," She shielded her face in mock horror, making Severus laugh somewhat. "So, are you classes finished for today?"
"Yep. Are your's?"
"Uh-huh. So what do you want to do?"
"How about not standing here and going someplace else?"
"Ha ha. Why not go to your quarters for once? I have yet to see them." As she turned to face him, there was a peculiar expression on his face.
"Not yet." He said, taking her arm and leading her out of the classroom and up the corridor.
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That night the two decided to have dinner in Alexandria's quarters. Severus leaned back from the table, stretching as he did so. "That was wonderful," he sighed, slumping back into his chair, "When did you learn not to burn the food?"
She stood up reproachfully and smacked him on his shoulder as she collected the plates and dumped the remained of salad and pasta into the trash, "Not funny, Sev. I had to cook my own meals while I was training."
He stood hastily up and dove to collect glasses from the table. "It was delicious."
"Thank you," she smiled happily, "I'm glad you could join me tonight."
"It was an honor," he turned and mock- bowed, earning another smack from his companion, which he in turn turned into an embrace.
They settled by the fire, Alexandria leaning slightly on Severus as she stroked Haw'keyes absentmindedly. She was thinking about their conversation earlier. She had to admit that she did still love him, but that was more of the past than the present. She didn't know what to make of him anymore. Did she love this new Severus Snape? She needed more time. Even though they had talked for hours at a time, she still felt like they were strangers. 'I wish it could be like before,' she thought, unconsciously snuggling deeper into Severus' side.
Severus noticed this action and smiled. He could guess what was going through her head. She had always been difficult to make up her mind. He could wait, he decided, as long as it all turned out right. He wanted to hold her as he did so long ago, but that would make her draw even further away. Oh well, he'd have to be patient. He stretched out into a more comfortable position and pulled a one of the books he had been reading earlier off the coffee table.
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Ha! I finished one within a week! *does a victory dance* Sorry if it's short and kinda stupid. I thought it was pretty cute and a great place to stop. Hope everyone enjoyed! Please review!