A tall large mirror sat in a dimly lit room. The moon shining through the
window is its only source of light. This was no ordinary mirror though and
Severus Snape knew that. He looked up at the words engraved at the top of
the mirror, the moonlight playing with them. It said: 'Erised stra ehru oyt
ube cafru oyt on wohsi'
"I show not your face but your hearts desire." Severus whispered to himself. When Severus looked at his reflection in the mirror he saw himself in his long black robes. Though in an instant the robes changed to just him in a shirt with 3/4 for sleeves, black naturally. Why he saw this you ask? In this shirt any person could see both of Severus' pale arms.
If you looked more closly to those arms you could see the left one held no impurities, such as an ex-death eater like himself would bear. The Dark Mark he took was no longer there in the mirror. Severus looked down for second and then looked back up to see himself wrapping his arms around a young women. She smiled brightly at him, her cinamon eyes twinkling. Her bushy, unruly curls were tickling his cheek. He returned a smile to the women he knew and saw, Hermione Granger.
The real Severus reached his hand up and placed it on her cheek for a moment before letting it fall back to his side. He looked away from the illusion when his heart felt like it was being squeezed. Finally before turning to leave he looked at her again and whispered to the night, "I love you my little know it all." He turned swiflty around and the image faded. His robes flying behind him traditionally he walked to the door. When Severus got closer he thought he saw a pair of eyes disapper behind the other side of the door. He quickened his pace to the door to be sure he was just imaging it.
'If anyone saw what was in the mirror...' Severus didnt even want to think about it. When he opened the door he saw the retreating form of the same woman he saw in the mirror just a minute ago. Panick wrose in his chest, what would he do. Millions of questions flew through his mind as he walked to the only place he could think to go to. Albus Dumbledors office. He arrived at thestone gargoyle gaurding the entrance, "Candyman!". The gargoyle jumped to life.
Severus nervously steped onto the spinning staircase. He thought about what he would say when he got in there. When he opened the door to the great office and saw Albus sitting in his night cloths jotting down little notes.
"Albus I need to speak with you!" When his voice came out for the first time that night it didnt sound like his own. Albus watched the young man sit down in one of the stuffed chairs. Severus looked paler than usual and his eyes looked worried.
"What can I do for you on this lovly night Severus?" Dumbledor asked calmly.
Severus placed his head in his hands and took a breath before looking back up. "She knows. Damn that girl for wondering the halls at night!"
Dumbledor smiled, "Well, you have a nice little problem on your hands, or do you?" Dumbledor questioned.
Severus looked at the aged wizard blankly before it dawned on him what he meant. "No Albus Iv told you this before there is nothing I can do to further our relashionship anything past teacher, student. There would be so many problems. Any way she doesnt even think of me like that... she hates me. In Hermiones eyes Im just the mean old potions professor of Hogwarts."
Albus looked at Severus a minute before smiling again, "Are you sure about that?"
Severus furrowed his brow in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Have you asked her about her feelings toward you? Do you know for ceartain Miss Granger doesnt harbour feelings for you?"
Severus sighed, "That would be the day!" Severus rose from his chair and walked to the door. "Good night Albus." He walked out and toward his dungeons for a restless night of sleep.
"I show not your face but your hearts desire." Severus whispered to himself. When Severus looked at his reflection in the mirror he saw himself in his long black robes. Though in an instant the robes changed to just him in a shirt with 3/4 for sleeves, black naturally. Why he saw this you ask? In this shirt any person could see both of Severus' pale arms.
If you looked more closly to those arms you could see the left one held no impurities, such as an ex-death eater like himself would bear. The Dark Mark he took was no longer there in the mirror. Severus looked down for second and then looked back up to see himself wrapping his arms around a young women. She smiled brightly at him, her cinamon eyes twinkling. Her bushy, unruly curls were tickling his cheek. He returned a smile to the women he knew and saw, Hermione Granger.
The real Severus reached his hand up and placed it on her cheek for a moment before letting it fall back to his side. He looked away from the illusion when his heart felt like it was being squeezed. Finally before turning to leave he looked at her again and whispered to the night, "I love you my little know it all." He turned swiflty around and the image faded. His robes flying behind him traditionally he walked to the door. When Severus got closer he thought he saw a pair of eyes disapper behind the other side of the door. He quickened his pace to the door to be sure he was just imaging it.
'If anyone saw what was in the mirror...' Severus didnt even want to think about it. When he opened the door he saw the retreating form of the same woman he saw in the mirror just a minute ago. Panick wrose in his chest, what would he do. Millions of questions flew through his mind as he walked to the only place he could think to go to. Albus Dumbledors office. He arrived at thestone gargoyle gaurding the entrance, "Candyman!". The gargoyle jumped to life.
Severus nervously steped onto the spinning staircase. He thought about what he would say when he got in there. When he opened the door to the great office and saw Albus sitting in his night cloths jotting down little notes.
"Albus I need to speak with you!" When his voice came out for the first time that night it didnt sound like his own. Albus watched the young man sit down in one of the stuffed chairs. Severus looked paler than usual and his eyes looked worried.
"What can I do for you on this lovly night Severus?" Dumbledor asked calmly.
Severus placed his head in his hands and took a breath before looking back up. "She knows. Damn that girl for wondering the halls at night!"
Dumbledor smiled, "Well, you have a nice little problem on your hands, or do you?" Dumbledor questioned.
Severus looked at the aged wizard blankly before it dawned on him what he meant. "No Albus Iv told you this before there is nothing I can do to further our relashionship anything past teacher, student. There would be so many problems. Any way she doesnt even think of me like that... she hates me. In Hermiones eyes Im just the mean old potions professor of Hogwarts."
Albus looked at Severus a minute before smiling again, "Are you sure about that?"
Severus furrowed his brow in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Have you asked her about her feelings toward you? Do you know for ceartain Miss Granger doesnt harbour feelings for you?"
Severus sighed, "That would be the day!" Severus rose from his chair and walked to the door. "Good night Albus." He walked out and toward his dungeons for a restless night of sleep.
