Authors Notes: Hey there all! I don't own Mary Russell, she belongs (currently)to Laurie R King, read her work, its great. Oh! And I know Mary Russell is half American. But in the wise words of Freelancer: My fic, my rules.
Impulse? Severus was a bloody liar and he knew it.
He had left Hermione in the kitchens, she had been complaining about food.
He sighed again. Impulse?
"My, my, aren't we lonely?" A seductive voice said mockingly from the darkest corer of his office.
Severus could tell by the way she (he was quite sure it was a woman speaking) spoke that it wasn't Hermione.
"Who am I having the, pleasure, to speak with?" Severus asked silkily.
"You don't remember me?" The woman asked, coming a little closer to the light. "Oh, tut, tut, Sevvie darling. How could you forget your first love?"
"First love?" Severus asked, thinking back farther than he would have liked.
**Memory, SS POV**
"Who's the new girl?" I asked Lucius.
"Dunno. Some Russell woman."
"Russell?" I asked.
"Oh, honestly Snape!" Lucius snapped. "Stop looking past that hooked nose, and work on your damn test!"
"Snarky bastard."
"What was that?"
"Absolutely nothing Lucius. Nothing at all."
**Later that night. Dinner**
Dumbledore stood up.
"As you may have noticed, we have a new student. Now I know that we do not regularly take on foreign exchange and let me answer some of your questions now."
"No. She is not American, French or Bulgarian. She is as English as I am. She was sorted into Slytherin house. And do not moan Gryffindors, you can't get all the new ones."
"Let me introduce Miss Mary Russell of Sussex!"
"Are there any questions?"
Macnair stood up.
"Yes Mister Macnair?" Dumbledore asked, that damned twinkle in his eye.
Macnair addressed Russell.
"Will you go out with me?"
Russell looked at him. "No."
Macnair sat down to gales of laughter from all directions.
"Sit down now Miss Russell." Dumbledore said quietly.
Russell walked past Macnair and Lestrange, and plopped herself between Lucius and myself.
"Mary Russell." She said, sticking her hand out to me for a brief shake.
"Severus Snape." I said, turning it upside down, to kiss her hand.
Her skin was smooth.
**Memory over. Reg. POV**
"Mary? Mary Russell?"