Title: Hotel California
Chapter: Two
Main character(s): Severus Snape
References: 'Hotel California' by the Eagles
Rating: Restricted, for use of language, theme, suggestions of consensual
intercourse and adult theme.
Disclaimer: Sophie & Tara Snape were created by the author, and may not be
used without the authors permission. Severus Snape, James Potter, Lily
Potter and other mentioned Harry Potter characters were created by JK
Rowling and are protected under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act
1988, infringement of copyright acknowledged. No money is being made from
this story.
Chapter Two
"Mind if I sit here?" Severus looked up to see the smiling face of a young woman.
"Er, sure, why not." The woman sat down.
"I hope you don't mind, but I saw you sitting here and thought I'd come and chat to you."
"No, I don't mind." He smiled.
"My name's Charlotte."
"Severus."
"After the Roman Emperor?"
"Yes, it's strange most people just give me a funny look."
"I'm a student of history. So what's your middle name, Alexander?"
Severus grinned, "no, it's Bastiaan."
"Oh, that's disappointing."
"You think it's disappointing? Try growing up with a name like Severus Bastiaan!"
Charlotte laughed, "So, which Emperor Severus were you named after?"
"I hope that it was Emperor Severus Alexander... Although, knowing my mother's fascination with the Roman emperors you never know."
"Oh I don't know, I think that being named after Severus Lucius would be a suggestion that you are a strong person."
"Isn't his name more mentioned as Lucius Septimius Severus though?"
"He is, yes. So maybe the only true Emperor Severus was Severus Alexander."
"Or perhaps Flavius Valerius Severus."
"Interested in Roman history?"
"Oh, no not really. I went through a phase of wanting to know why my mother chose the name 'Severus' for me when my brother is called Nicol."
"Nicol, that's a rather nice name. What is it?"
"Dutch."
"Ah I thought so. Are your family Dutch, or did your parents have a thing for foreign names?"
"My family is Dutch, I think I have a great Aunt who was born in Luxemburg." They laughed, "so where are you from?"
"Born and bred in Oxford."
"Are you studying at Oxford?"
"No, I'm a Cambridge."
"Oh, rival."
"You at Oxford?"
"Yes, final year chemistry student."
Severus was finding talking to Charlotte somewhat relaxing and easy to talk to. "Ah, chemistry. Hated it when I was at school."
"I love it. It's all really fascinating how two completely different things can come together to make something completely different! I want to go into research."
"History is a bit the same, uncovering something new and coming up with new solutions to things. Science bores me a little as there are set explanations for things, where as with history you have to use the bits you've found or other people have found to piece together what happened."
"Don't get me wrong, history is fascinating as well. My grand parents were part of the Dutch resistance you should hear some of their stories."
"It's always shocking what people have done to each other in name of religion."
Their eyes met briefly, Severus quickly looked away. "Can I buy you a drink?"
"Sure, why not. Vodka, lime and lemonade please."
Severus got up and went to the bar. Whilst he was waiting for drinks, he began to think about the many times he had had conversations with people. It seemed strange, he couldn't really think of a time where he'd sat down with someone and had one of those random conversations. He took the drinks back to the table.
"You know I was just thinking about how random conversations can be."
Charlotte laughed, she had a beautiful laugh. "Yeah, random."
He sat down, "so how come you're studying at Cambridge?"
Charlotte took a sip of her drink, "my parents were pushing me to take the Oxbridge exam. They both wanted me to go to Oxford as this is where I always lived, but I was sick of Oxford and I felt like rebelling."
"So you went to Cambridge."
She laughed, "I did a little bit more than then, but yeah I went to Cambridge."
"What do you mean a little more than just going to Cambridge?"
"Lots of boose, lots of sex with different guys, that type of thing."
"Ah, right."
"It's everyone's right to fly off the handle once in a while."
"I think I did that when I was about fifteen."
"Sex, drugs and alcohol at fifteen? I'm impressed!"
"Well... more like the getting into fights and moving from nice acoustic songs to the heavy rock stuff."
"That's more like it!" They laughed, "so, talk. Tell me about yourself."
"There's not much to tell. I'm twenty-one, I'm a student, I like music."
"There's loads there! What sort of music are you into?" "Most stuff, really. Rock, classical."
"Same here. Love my dose of rock and roll!"
"What about you?"
"Me? Well, I'm twenty-one, studying history, currently single and chatting to a really nice guy."
Severus blushed, "you think that?"
"Sure! You might not be the best looking guy, but I like you."
"My mother always said I had good looks!"
"Yes well mothers are supposed to say that!"
Severus looked down at his drink. He was beginning to feel awkward, he should have told Charlotte that he was married with a three year old, but for some reason he didn't want to tell her. His life with Sophie was fantastic, but he hadn't felt like this in a long time.
All of a sudden he felt Charlotte's lips press on his, he knew he should pull away but he was enjoying it.
"C' mon, my car is round the corner." Charlotte pulled on his arm as she stood up.
"You're drunk, you can't drive."
"We don't need to drive."
He should have stopped, he knew he should stop right now, but the circuit breaker hadn't tripped. He wanted to go with Charlotte, he wanted to be with her, hold her. It wasn't right to feel like this, but it just felt right.
Chapter Two
"Mind if I sit here?" Severus looked up to see the smiling face of a young woman.
"Er, sure, why not." The woman sat down.
"I hope you don't mind, but I saw you sitting here and thought I'd come and chat to you."
"No, I don't mind." He smiled.
"My name's Charlotte."
"Severus."
"After the Roman Emperor?"
"Yes, it's strange most people just give me a funny look."
"I'm a student of history. So what's your middle name, Alexander?"
Severus grinned, "no, it's Bastiaan."
"Oh, that's disappointing."
"You think it's disappointing? Try growing up with a name like Severus Bastiaan!"
Charlotte laughed, "So, which Emperor Severus were you named after?"
"I hope that it was Emperor Severus Alexander... Although, knowing my mother's fascination with the Roman emperors you never know."
"Oh I don't know, I think that being named after Severus Lucius would be a suggestion that you are a strong person."
"Isn't his name more mentioned as Lucius Septimius Severus though?"
"He is, yes. So maybe the only true Emperor Severus was Severus Alexander."
"Or perhaps Flavius Valerius Severus."
"Interested in Roman history?"
"Oh, no not really. I went through a phase of wanting to know why my mother chose the name 'Severus' for me when my brother is called Nicol."
"Nicol, that's a rather nice name. What is it?"
"Dutch."
"Ah I thought so. Are your family Dutch, or did your parents have a thing for foreign names?"
"My family is Dutch, I think I have a great Aunt who was born in Luxemburg." They laughed, "so where are you from?"
"Born and bred in Oxford."
"Are you studying at Oxford?"
"No, I'm a Cambridge."
"Oh, rival."
"You at Oxford?"
"Yes, final year chemistry student."
Severus was finding talking to Charlotte somewhat relaxing and easy to talk to. "Ah, chemistry. Hated it when I was at school."
"I love it. It's all really fascinating how two completely different things can come together to make something completely different! I want to go into research."
"History is a bit the same, uncovering something new and coming up with new solutions to things. Science bores me a little as there are set explanations for things, where as with history you have to use the bits you've found or other people have found to piece together what happened."
"Don't get me wrong, history is fascinating as well. My grand parents were part of the Dutch resistance you should hear some of their stories."
"It's always shocking what people have done to each other in name of religion."
Their eyes met briefly, Severus quickly looked away. "Can I buy you a drink?"
"Sure, why not. Vodka, lime and lemonade please."
Severus got up and went to the bar. Whilst he was waiting for drinks, he began to think about the many times he had had conversations with people. It seemed strange, he couldn't really think of a time where he'd sat down with someone and had one of those random conversations. He took the drinks back to the table.
"You know I was just thinking about how random conversations can be."
Charlotte laughed, she had a beautiful laugh. "Yeah, random."
He sat down, "so how come you're studying at Cambridge?"
Charlotte took a sip of her drink, "my parents were pushing me to take the Oxbridge exam. They both wanted me to go to Oxford as this is where I always lived, but I was sick of Oxford and I felt like rebelling."
"So you went to Cambridge."
She laughed, "I did a little bit more than then, but yeah I went to Cambridge."
"What do you mean a little more than just going to Cambridge?"
"Lots of boose, lots of sex with different guys, that type of thing."
"Ah, right."
"It's everyone's right to fly off the handle once in a while."
"I think I did that when I was about fifteen."
"Sex, drugs and alcohol at fifteen? I'm impressed!"
"Well... more like the getting into fights and moving from nice acoustic songs to the heavy rock stuff."
"That's more like it!" They laughed, "so, talk. Tell me about yourself."
"There's not much to tell. I'm twenty-one, I'm a student, I like music."
"There's loads there! What sort of music are you into?" "Most stuff, really. Rock, classical."
"Same here. Love my dose of rock and roll!"
"What about you?"
"Me? Well, I'm twenty-one, studying history, currently single and chatting to a really nice guy."
Severus blushed, "you think that?"
"Sure! You might not be the best looking guy, but I like you."
"My mother always said I had good looks!"
"Yes well mothers are supposed to say that!"
Severus looked down at his drink. He was beginning to feel awkward, he should have told Charlotte that he was married with a three year old, but for some reason he didn't want to tell her. His life with Sophie was fantastic, but he hadn't felt like this in a long time.
All of a sudden he felt Charlotte's lips press on his, he knew he should pull away but he was enjoying it.
"C' mon, my car is round the corner." Charlotte pulled on his arm as she stood up.
"You're drunk, you can't drive."
"We don't need to drive."
He should have stopped, he knew he should stop right now, but the circuit breaker hadn't tripped. He wanted to go with Charlotte, he wanted to be with her, hold her. It wasn't right to feel like this, but it just felt right.