CHAPTER 8: At Night In The Halls
Over the next few days Welsh and Snape were constantly running into each other. She couldn't help but bait him. A little comment here, one there. There was something about him that drew her ever since they first touched.
Snape on the other hand was mystified, he had had relationships with women in the past, but nothing like what he was feeling for Welsh.
Welsh who was a night owl usually walked the halls in the early mourning hours. On one of the nights Snape was on patrol he stumbled across her. Letting his curiosity get the best of him, he brewed up a batch of invisibility potion. Taking a dose he waited for his target.
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Welsh could only sleep a few hours at night before her dreams drove her awake. By 1 am she was unable to stay still and the walls of her room closed in on her. So she usually took solace in wandering the halls. Stepping out of her room she cast a protection spell on the door. Then she continued on her way. Snape had been waiting for her, slowly he followed wondering what the night would reveal about her.
He trailed her all through the dungeons then up to the battlements. Stepping outside she wandered over to the rail so she could gaze out over the lake.
Snape stood behind her taking in the sight. The wind blew her hair back from her face. He wondered what she was thinking about. Closing the distance between them he whispered in her ear.
"A knut for your thoughts?"
Welsh smiled, "Their worth quite a bit more."
Snape sighed in her ear. He carefully put his arms around her. Welsh leaned back against his chest.
"Did you enjoy following me?"
Snape chuckled. "Nothing gets past you does it?"
Welsh laughed slightly. "Hardly anything."
They stood like that and watched the sun rise.
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Over the next few days Welsh and Snape were constantly running into each other. She couldn't help but bait him. A little comment here, one there. There was something about him that drew her ever since they first touched.
Snape on the other hand was mystified, he had had relationships with women in the past, but nothing like what he was feeling for Welsh.
Welsh who was a night owl usually walked the halls in the early mourning hours. On one of the nights Snape was on patrol he stumbled across her. Letting his curiosity get the best of him, he brewed up a batch of invisibility potion. Taking a dose he waited for his target.
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Welsh could only sleep a few hours at night before her dreams drove her awake. By 1 am she was unable to stay still and the walls of her room closed in on her. So she usually took solace in wandering the halls. Stepping out of her room she cast a protection spell on the door. Then she continued on her way. Snape had been waiting for her, slowly he followed wondering what the night would reveal about her.
He trailed her all through the dungeons then up to the battlements. Stepping outside she wandered over to the rail so she could gaze out over the lake.
Snape stood behind her taking in the sight. The wind blew her hair back from her face. He wondered what she was thinking about. Closing the distance between them he whispered in her ear.
"A knut for your thoughts?"
Welsh smiled, "Their worth quite a bit more."
Snape sighed in her ear. He carefully put his arms around her. Welsh leaned back against his chest.
"Did you enjoy following me?"
Snape chuckled. "Nothing gets past you does it?"
Welsh laughed slightly. "Hardly anything."
They stood like that and watched the sun rise.
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