Chapter 2

It was a day later when she saw him next. Sitting in the Hog's Head with a few Hogwarts teachers, most of which Tonks knew herself. She practiced her smile in the side of her glass and walked over.

"Hi! No one minds if I talk to Severus a second do they?" The teachers shook their heads, and reluctantly, Snape followed Tonks to a table.

"Miss. Tonks, we were having a meeting," Snape said, irritated.

"Really! That's good. I saved you from it then. Besides it couldn't have been very important. No one minded. Are you gonna sit down?" Snape looked at the one un-occupied table on the table for two.

"I suppose I am." He sat down.

"Good, good. So what do you do for a-living?"

"I'm a Potions Professor. . . can I go yet?"

"No. Favourite colour. . . actually. . . don't bother answering. It's obviously black."

- -

Snape arrived back at the school, and sat next to Professor Flitwick at dinner. "So, how was your date?" the tiny Professor asked.

"It wasn't a date," Snape persisted.

"I saw you smile once though. That's got to mean something."

"Professor Flitwick, I would call that irritating woman the means of all annoyance, and wouldn't come near her even if she was Salazar Slytherin himself."

"But you've got to admit, she's a very attractive young woman!"

"Her hair changes colour constantly and her nose is never the same. . . if you think she's attractive why don't you date her?"

"I wouldn't want to ruin your relationship."

"What relationship?" Sverus snarled

"The one you'll be having with that woman."

"Quiet Flitwick."

"Don't say I didn't tell you!"

- -

"A date! Anna that's mean! I know, a dare's a dare. . . but still. . . okay. See you." Tonks finished her conversation with Anna's head in the fireplace and walked over to her owl.

"Here goes," she sighed.

Dear Severus Snape

I was wondering if you would like to have a date with me tonight in Madam Puddifoot's around eight? Please reply, ASAP.

Nymphadora Tonks

- -

It was breakfast and an a tiny white owl bearing a pink bow on top of it's head swooped down in front of the Potions Master. The students all looked up at him in shock.

Snape opened the parchment, and nearly fell out of his chair. Dumbledore leaned back to read the letter over Snape's shoulder. He suppressed a laugh. "So, Severus, I assume you'll be wanting to skip the meeting tonight? Pity. Well, have fun on your date."

"No! It's all right Albus! I think I'd rather go to the meeting. . ."

"Now, now Severus. Reply, and tell that young lady you'll meet her there. Theresa my dear, you wouldn't help Severus pick an outfit to where tonight would you?"

A young female teacher, Theresa Lewis, who was helping Flitwick in Charms until she left for Beuxbatons to teach the next year, smiled. "No problem Albus. I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

Snape glared at the woman who stood up and said, "Come on then Severus. Let's find you an outfit you can show up for a date in! providing you have one. . ." Thundering with anger, Snape followed Theresa.