Author's Note: Okay, this is called "Let's skip to the part that I REALLY
want to write!" The other stuff was just fillers and whatnot, but since it
came out so horrible I've decided to skip ahead twenty chapters and do the
part I've been wanting to get to for so long. I purposely left out the
name of the "he" throughout the chapter to build up suspense, in case
you're wondering.
Hardly any reviews! You all suck! Except for the three who actually reviewed of course. Jk.
So here's the deal. You read this chapter. And leave me an HONEST review saying whether I should continue the story or not. If people like it, I'll go back and re-do the first part, and add in all the stuff I skipped. If people don't like it, then I give up. End of story. So review HONESTLY! Yes, I know, it sucks and is incredibly weird and highly impossible but read it anyway and BE HONEST! None of that nice sympathy stuff okay?
Reader discretion is advised.
There was something different about that night. A change in the mood that hung about the castle, a change in the air, just something. Kate didn't know what it was, but she could feel it as she knocked softly on the door of the office and the difference intensified as he opened the door. He smiled at her, and even that was different. It was softer, happier, easier. He said nothing, but instead took her hand and led her down the shadowed, silent corridor. Even his touch was different, and Kate could feel the change. He felt stronger, wiser, and sweeter. They moved off up the stairs, hand in hand, and there seemed to be an almost gleeful joy radiating from him. Kate's heart swelled with happiness as it did so often when she was with him. Together they pushed open the heavy oaken doors and glided across the grass as though they had wings. From time to time he would glance back at Kate with that loving, playful grin. Kate had never seen him like this before. He seemed so happy, so relaxed, so loving. It was almost as if his younger side was coming out, the inner teenager that had never been released before.
Presently, they enter the forest and he quieted some, wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her close as they walked along. The night was perfect; clear, and relatively warm, with a cool breeze rustling the leaves overhead. The moon was full and its light streamed down through the leaves, making the path more visible. They glided along in silence, until they reached a large clearing deep inside the forest. Here the trees formed a perfect circle of sky through which stars twinkled and winked at them. Kate turned to face him. He was no longer smiling, but instead had become serious once more. They stood there, looking deep into each other's eyes, each of them wanting nothing more than to stay there, lost in this one moment, forever. Presently, he turned Kate around so that he was behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in close to him. Kate looked up at him wonderingly. He said nothing, but his face was turned heavenwards. Kate followed his gaze.
Little streaks of light were darting across the sky in an intricate dance that only the centaurs could comprehend. Shooting stars. Kate leaned back against him and watched in awe. A cool breeze swept up and Kate shivered. In one smooth motion he opened up his cloak and pulled her closer, wrapping her in it. Kate leaned her head against his chest and listened to the steady beat of his heart. They stayed that way for hours, long after the last meteor had made its appearance in the midnight sky. Content with being near each other, and wanting nothing more than to hear the other's breathing, they stood. Finally, they turned and slowly made their way back to the castle, he with his arm wrapped around her waist and she with her head on his shoulder. The castle was silent as they entered it, and they slipped up a back staircase to the Gryffindor dormitories. They paused in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady and faced each other once more. He once again wrapped his arms around her waist and looked deep into her chestnut eyes. Kate found that she was so full of love for him that she could not force her lips to form the words of the password. She stood there, opening and closing her mouth stupidly and looking back and forth from the Fat Lady to him. The Fat Lady did not pressure her as she would have on a normal occasion, but instead looked kindly down on the pair with their arms wrapped around each other. Kate stood there, helpless and still unable to speak. At that moment, he leaned in and kissed her lips softly. As he pulled away, Kate looked back at the Fat Lady, this time only opening and closing her mouth a few times before final choking out "W- wiggalus wormwood." And the portrait swung open.
This time it was Kate's turn to take his hand and lead him, though she was still somewhat timid, through the portrait hole and into a quiet corner of the Gryffindor common room. Here they stopped, and he pulled her into an embrace. Kate laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. After a minute of this he pulled away and Kate lifted her head and looked at him with questioning eyes. They watched each other for a moment, and then it happened.
It was as if a pair of giant invisible hands had reached down and pushed the two together. Suddenly they were all over each other; Kate had moved backwards and he forwards, so that she was now pressed into the corner of the common room with him kissing her passionately. He began to pull away, but Kate pulled him back and they started once more. Finally, they broke apart, and their hands slid along each other as though reluctant to let go. With one final squeeze, he dropped he hand and swept out of the common room. There was a quiet rustle of motion from behind a nearby couch as Harry, Ron, and Hermione, hidden by the invisibility cloak, exchanged looks of horror, for it was Severus Snape who had just strode out of their common room.
Hardly any reviews! You all suck! Except for the three who actually reviewed of course. Jk.
So here's the deal. You read this chapter. And leave me an HONEST review saying whether I should continue the story or not. If people like it, I'll go back and re-do the first part, and add in all the stuff I skipped. If people don't like it, then I give up. End of story. So review HONESTLY! Yes, I know, it sucks and is incredibly weird and highly impossible but read it anyway and BE HONEST! None of that nice sympathy stuff okay?
Reader discretion is advised.
There was something different about that night. A change in the mood that hung about the castle, a change in the air, just something. Kate didn't know what it was, but she could feel it as she knocked softly on the door of the office and the difference intensified as he opened the door. He smiled at her, and even that was different. It was softer, happier, easier. He said nothing, but instead took her hand and led her down the shadowed, silent corridor. Even his touch was different, and Kate could feel the change. He felt stronger, wiser, and sweeter. They moved off up the stairs, hand in hand, and there seemed to be an almost gleeful joy radiating from him. Kate's heart swelled with happiness as it did so often when she was with him. Together they pushed open the heavy oaken doors and glided across the grass as though they had wings. From time to time he would glance back at Kate with that loving, playful grin. Kate had never seen him like this before. He seemed so happy, so relaxed, so loving. It was almost as if his younger side was coming out, the inner teenager that had never been released before.
Presently, they enter the forest and he quieted some, wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her close as they walked along. The night was perfect; clear, and relatively warm, with a cool breeze rustling the leaves overhead. The moon was full and its light streamed down through the leaves, making the path more visible. They glided along in silence, until they reached a large clearing deep inside the forest. Here the trees formed a perfect circle of sky through which stars twinkled and winked at them. Kate turned to face him. He was no longer smiling, but instead had become serious once more. They stood there, looking deep into each other's eyes, each of them wanting nothing more than to stay there, lost in this one moment, forever. Presently, he turned Kate around so that he was behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in close to him. Kate looked up at him wonderingly. He said nothing, but his face was turned heavenwards. Kate followed his gaze.
Little streaks of light were darting across the sky in an intricate dance that only the centaurs could comprehend. Shooting stars. Kate leaned back against him and watched in awe. A cool breeze swept up and Kate shivered. In one smooth motion he opened up his cloak and pulled her closer, wrapping her in it. Kate leaned her head against his chest and listened to the steady beat of his heart. They stayed that way for hours, long after the last meteor had made its appearance in the midnight sky. Content with being near each other, and wanting nothing more than to hear the other's breathing, they stood. Finally, they turned and slowly made their way back to the castle, he with his arm wrapped around her waist and she with her head on his shoulder. The castle was silent as they entered it, and they slipped up a back staircase to the Gryffindor dormitories. They paused in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady and faced each other once more. He once again wrapped his arms around her waist and looked deep into her chestnut eyes. Kate found that she was so full of love for him that she could not force her lips to form the words of the password. She stood there, opening and closing her mouth stupidly and looking back and forth from the Fat Lady to him. The Fat Lady did not pressure her as she would have on a normal occasion, but instead looked kindly down on the pair with their arms wrapped around each other. Kate stood there, helpless and still unable to speak. At that moment, he leaned in and kissed her lips softly. As he pulled away, Kate looked back at the Fat Lady, this time only opening and closing her mouth a few times before final choking out "W- wiggalus wormwood." And the portrait swung open.
This time it was Kate's turn to take his hand and lead him, though she was still somewhat timid, through the portrait hole and into a quiet corner of the Gryffindor common room. Here they stopped, and he pulled her into an embrace. Kate laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. After a minute of this he pulled away and Kate lifted her head and looked at him with questioning eyes. They watched each other for a moment, and then it happened.
It was as if a pair of giant invisible hands had reached down and pushed the two together. Suddenly they were all over each other; Kate had moved backwards and he forwards, so that she was now pressed into the corner of the common room with him kissing her passionately. He began to pull away, but Kate pulled him back and they started once more. Finally, they broke apart, and their hands slid along each other as though reluctant to let go. With one final squeeze, he dropped he hand and swept out of the common room. There was a quiet rustle of motion from behind a nearby couch as Harry, Ron, and Hermione, hidden by the invisibility cloak, exchanged looks of horror, for it was Severus Snape who had just strode out of their common room.