They arrived in Severus living room in the dungeons. "Well?" Severus tapped
his foot.
"Yes. Well." Now Aiden was the one glaring.
"I see things haven't changed. You're still an arrogant little brat, wandering off without telling anyone where you are going, no concern for rules at all! But, wait, I forgot. You are YOU, too good and important to follow the rules. Not caring about the danger you put others in."
"No one else was in danger." Aiden spoke calmly.
"What about me? I am wanted by the Death Eaters as well." Severus snapped.
"You did not have to follow me." Severus glared at him as he continued. "You have seen that I can hold my own! I was fine!"
Severus opened his mouth, then closed it again. Aiden started again. "I should have known to break through that charm you put on me!"
"You knew?"
"Of course. I knew the second you cast it. I can feel your magic on me. You don't trust me, do you? Why else would you have cast it?"
Severus frowned. Why had he cast it? It was no concern to him where the man went. He knew he could take care of himself.but.ever since he had gone into the young man's mind, he felt a bit protective of him. He thought back to the battle, he had been scared for Aiden then, and when he felt Aiden leave the school grounds, he was worried about him then too.
"Severus?" They both turned to see Hermione looking back and forth between the two of them.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"I sent the Potions up to Madam Pomfrey. I was just cleaning up."
"No need. Thank you for your assistance."
Hermione looked a bit uncomfortable. "Actually, I was sort of hoping to ask you something."
"Well?"
Hermione glanced at Aiden.
"Oh." Aiden got the message. "I'll just go to my room and change."
He closed the door, catching a last glimpse of Snape pouring two glasses of scotch. He felt the strange clenching sensation in his stomach again. Sighing, he stripped and headed to the shower, the hot water driving away the chills he had developed from standing around, soaked, in the dungeon. After about twenty minutes, he stepped out and looked into the mirror. Clearing out the steam with a wave of his hand, he inspected his chest. Red welts and blue bruises covered his torso, and he knew his back was just as bad. His duel with Voldemort hadn't left him unaffected. He had healed them himself as best he could, not wanting to go to the hospital wing, but he needed a healing potion for the rest. He dried off and pulled on his leather pants, and dragonhide boots, and belt. He left off his shirt and coat, and headed towards the door. He paused, hand on the handle. He pressed his ear to the wood. He didn't hear anything.they must have left. He pushed the door open, and walked out. His jaw dropped at the scene that awaited him.
Hermione Granger was straddling Severus Snape, her lips traveling down his neck, Severus' long hands entwined in her thick hair. They both jumped when they heard him enter, Hermione almost falling onto the floor. They all just stared at each other for a moment, and then Aiden grabbed his coat, stalked to the door, leaving the dungeons.
"Yes. Well." Now Aiden was the one glaring.
"I see things haven't changed. You're still an arrogant little brat, wandering off without telling anyone where you are going, no concern for rules at all! But, wait, I forgot. You are YOU, too good and important to follow the rules. Not caring about the danger you put others in."
"No one else was in danger." Aiden spoke calmly.
"What about me? I am wanted by the Death Eaters as well." Severus snapped.
"You did not have to follow me." Severus glared at him as he continued. "You have seen that I can hold my own! I was fine!"
Severus opened his mouth, then closed it again. Aiden started again. "I should have known to break through that charm you put on me!"
"You knew?"
"Of course. I knew the second you cast it. I can feel your magic on me. You don't trust me, do you? Why else would you have cast it?"
Severus frowned. Why had he cast it? It was no concern to him where the man went. He knew he could take care of himself.but.ever since he had gone into the young man's mind, he felt a bit protective of him. He thought back to the battle, he had been scared for Aiden then, and when he felt Aiden leave the school grounds, he was worried about him then too.
"Severus?" They both turned to see Hermione looking back and forth between the two of them.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"I sent the Potions up to Madam Pomfrey. I was just cleaning up."
"No need. Thank you for your assistance."
Hermione looked a bit uncomfortable. "Actually, I was sort of hoping to ask you something."
"Well?"
Hermione glanced at Aiden.
"Oh." Aiden got the message. "I'll just go to my room and change."
He closed the door, catching a last glimpse of Snape pouring two glasses of scotch. He felt the strange clenching sensation in his stomach again. Sighing, he stripped and headed to the shower, the hot water driving away the chills he had developed from standing around, soaked, in the dungeon. After about twenty minutes, he stepped out and looked into the mirror. Clearing out the steam with a wave of his hand, he inspected his chest. Red welts and blue bruises covered his torso, and he knew his back was just as bad. His duel with Voldemort hadn't left him unaffected. He had healed them himself as best he could, not wanting to go to the hospital wing, but he needed a healing potion for the rest. He dried off and pulled on his leather pants, and dragonhide boots, and belt. He left off his shirt and coat, and headed towards the door. He paused, hand on the handle. He pressed his ear to the wood. He didn't hear anything.they must have left. He pushed the door open, and walked out. His jaw dropped at the scene that awaited him.
Hermione Granger was straddling Severus Snape, her lips traveling down his neck, Severus' long hands entwined in her thick hair. They both jumped when they heard him enter, Hermione almost falling onto the floor. They all just stared at each other for a moment, and then Aiden grabbed his coat, stalked to the door, leaving the dungeons.