The hospital wing fell into an hush as Poppy put the pale and long-limbed body on the bed, bustling off to gather some potions and ointments, leaving Albus, Minerva, and Severus to sit at the bedside.
*Why, Severus?* Minerva thought
Severus took in a sharp breath as he watched the ample chest fall and rise in a steady rhythym. It had been years since he had seen the very same thing. He could remember the heady feel of that same chest under his hands, skimming over her torso...
"Severus?"
"Headmaster, I..." Severus began, but was silenced as the woman's eyes fluttered open, revealing deep emerald green orbs flecked with gold. Her mouth opened in a 'O' of surprise, and her hand slowly reached out to lightly lay itself upon Severus's.
"Severus?" the woman replied in hardly a whisper, a small tear forcing its way out of her eye.
"Yes, it is I." Severus replied softly, not recoiling from the gentle caress her hand gave his, her eyes roaming over his lithe form. "It has been quite a while, I warrant." he replied wryly as the woman slowly tried to sit up.
"Don't you dare." Poppy called out as she arrived at the bedside. "You've been through a lot, I daresay, after what Severus has done. Now, why don't you go and rest?"
"I'm all right, Poppy, don't worry." rosebud lips spoke, Severus all too fasnicated by the small pout, and the sensual cupid's bow of her upper lip. "I just would love some time with Severus... Please?"
"Oh, all right." Poppy said, throwing up her arms. "But not before you drink this, dear girl."
"All right." The woman replied cheerfully as she swallowed down a thick amber liquid. "Yech.. one of yours, Severus?" An arched eyebrow went with the comment, as Severus snorted lightly, shaking his head. As Poppy walked away with Albus, the two in deep discussion, the woman turned to face Severus more wholly, putting both her hands over Severus's. "So, you found my diary?"
"Yes. Whatever poesessed you to put it there? I thought it had been destroyed when..."
"Never! I would never allow Potter near it. Near Hogwarts. Near you." The woman finished off in a whisper, her eyes studying Severus's. Fingers slowly found themselves entwined, as Severus looked away for a moment, and then looked back, a pale rosy flush on his cheeks.
"I missed you, I just.. I thought this would be the right time."
"That means... he's dead?" the woman asked, her eyes wide and mouth open. Severus nodded and smiled wryly. "Who?"
"The Order." Severus said with a smile as a loud bang reverbrated through the hall. "Stupid gits."
"Severus, what if..." auburn eyebrows rose in annoyance.
"Come with me, perhaps you'll be more comfortable in my rooms." Severus whispered, lifting the woman into his arms, shielding her face from the newest occupants of the hospital wing: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley.
"Ten points from Gryffindor, Potter, for disrupting the patients. Now, I have work to do." Snape said in a dark tone as he brushed past Harry with the woman in his arms and disappeared into the fireplace.
"Lily."
"Severus...."
Dark whispers, creaks, and heated kisses filled the dark dungeons. Sweat dripping, gasps, and whimpers filled the night air, and nothing else could be heard for the rest of the night. Utterances of love whispered, as two sets of eyes drifted closed, two bodies twined together in a nest of bedsheets awaiting the dawn of a new day to come.
*~to be continued~*
A/N: please do R/R.. I would love it.
*Why, Severus?* Minerva thought
Severus took in a sharp breath as he watched the ample chest fall and rise in a steady rhythym. It had been years since he had seen the very same thing. He could remember the heady feel of that same chest under his hands, skimming over her torso...
"Severus?"
"Headmaster, I..." Severus began, but was silenced as the woman's eyes fluttered open, revealing deep emerald green orbs flecked with gold. Her mouth opened in a 'O' of surprise, and her hand slowly reached out to lightly lay itself upon Severus's.
"Severus?" the woman replied in hardly a whisper, a small tear forcing its way out of her eye.
"Yes, it is I." Severus replied softly, not recoiling from the gentle caress her hand gave his, her eyes roaming over his lithe form. "It has been quite a while, I warrant." he replied wryly as the woman slowly tried to sit up.
"Don't you dare." Poppy called out as she arrived at the bedside. "You've been through a lot, I daresay, after what Severus has done. Now, why don't you go and rest?"
"I'm all right, Poppy, don't worry." rosebud lips spoke, Severus all too fasnicated by the small pout, and the sensual cupid's bow of her upper lip. "I just would love some time with Severus... Please?"
"Oh, all right." Poppy said, throwing up her arms. "But not before you drink this, dear girl."
"All right." The woman replied cheerfully as she swallowed down a thick amber liquid. "Yech.. one of yours, Severus?" An arched eyebrow went with the comment, as Severus snorted lightly, shaking his head. As Poppy walked away with Albus, the two in deep discussion, the woman turned to face Severus more wholly, putting both her hands over Severus's. "So, you found my diary?"
"Yes. Whatever poesessed you to put it there? I thought it had been destroyed when..."
"Never! I would never allow Potter near it. Near Hogwarts. Near you." The woman finished off in a whisper, her eyes studying Severus's. Fingers slowly found themselves entwined, as Severus looked away for a moment, and then looked back, a pale rosy flush on his cheeks.
"I missed you, I just.. I thought this would be the right time."
"That means... he's dead?" the woman asked, her eyes wide and mouth open. Severus nodded and smiled wryly. "Who?"
"The Order." Severus said with a smile as a loud bang reverbrated through the hall. "Stupid gits."
"Severus, what if..." auburn eyebrows rose in annoyance.
"Come with me, perhaps you'll be more comfortable in my rooms." Severus whispered, lifting the woman into his arms, shielding her face from the newest occupants of the hospital wing: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley.
"Ten points from Gryffindor, Potter, for disrupting the patients. Now, I have work to do." Snape said in a dark tone as he brushed past Harry with the woman in his arms and disappeared into the fireplace.
"Lily."
"Severus...."
Dark whispers, creaks, and heated kisses filled the dark dungeons. Sweat dripping, gasps, and whimpers filled the night air, and nothing else could be heard for the rest of the night. Utterances of love whispered, as two sets of eyes drifted closed, two bodies twined together in a nest of bedsheets awaiting the dawn of a new day to come.
*~to be continued~*
A/N: please do R/R.. I would love it.