I told you all that I'd be back today. A lot of you asked about College, I am starting at NAU on Aug 30.
I want to thank all of you for your support in reposting this. I would also like to thank Jenn for your MANY guesses. You got close with a few. So many of you are so close! You keep telling me how he feels but now why.
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Chapter 9 - More questions than answers
Walking back upstairs I was deep in thought about what Snape had just done. Of course I knew that he wasn't all evil, but he wasn't the nicest person in the world either. And the way he had spoken my name, it was Eww! I hope he doesn't like me, that would be so gross![AN1]
I found Harry laying on my bed reading. He knew I'd come back just like I knew he'd be waiting.
"Come to apologize, Twink?" He asked cheerfully.
"You owe me an apology as much as I owe you one."
"I know."
"Remus has a lecture for you."
"Did you go and tattle?"
"Shut up, Harry. He heard us fighting. I got a lecture and you need one."
"Sorry." He said putting down the book, looking at me for the first time and patted the bed next to him, inviting me to sit. I sat on the bed and he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I'm sorry, too." I said laying my head on his chest and he laid back on the bed.
"Where did you go?" He asked running his fingers through my hair, which had come out of its braid. That what I got for trying to do my hair by myself.
"The kitchen. Oh my God, you will never guess what happened!" I told him about Snape.
"What?"
"I'm telling you Harry, it was so weird."
Murmuring something unintelligible he tilted my chin so I was looking at him,
"Yes, Mr. Potter?" I asked formally.
"You know what I want, Miss. Black," he said.
"And what is that, pray tell?"
Leaning down he brushed his lips on mine softly, "this."
Pulling away I grinned, "why didn't you ask?"
"I did."
I pulled my self up so I was eye to eye with him and rested my forehead against his, "No, my dear, you didn't ask."
"Ok, I told you." He said then pressed his lips to mine in a searing kiss. He broke away only to burn a trail down my neck. I gasped as he hit a tender spot right behind my ear and along my hair line, "I'll have to remember that." Harry murmured before capturing my lips again in a kiss that sent fire pumping through my veins. I locked my hands around his neck and laced my fingers in his hair. God, I loved his hair. Briefly I wondered if his mother loved his dad's hair. Shoving that thought aside I pulled him closer as he deepened the kiss.
Reluctantly he pulled away and brushed a thumb along my lips which I knew were swollen and bruised. "Wow, Harry, where the hell did you learn to do that?"
"Just natural, I guess." He grinned cheekily.
"You're cocky." I said kissing him softly.
"Don't do that, or I'll never be able to leave," he whispered kissing me quickly five or six times.
"Leave?" I questioned.
"To sleep."
"Stay here." I murmured running my fingers up and down his arm in a caress.
He grinned again, "no good will come from that."
I laid my head on his shoulder as his thumbs drew circles on my back, I noticed he liked to do that, "I meant to sleep. What were you thinking?"
"What every guy would think when propositioned by a beautiful girl."
Looking up at him I raised an eyebrow, "Propositioned?"
"You know what I mean."
"I didn't proposition."
"I know, love. Making a joke."
I kissed him softly, "Go."
"Are you mad?" He asked.
His words made tears come to my eyes. The memory of Sirius invaded my head again. Looking up into Harry's eyes tears fell from mine.
"Twink?" He asked softly.
"He said he'd always be here. As long as I needed him." I said as a sob made its way out of my mouth, against my will.
"Oh, jeez, Twink." He said softly tangling his fingers in my hair protectively. "What did I say?"
I shook my head, "not your fault. Go to bed, Harry, I'll be fine." I said and hung my legs over the edge of the bed. Harry sat beside me.
"Are you sure you want me to go?"
"Yes. I kinda want to be alone right now."
Nodding Harry walked to the door, "I'll only go if you say you really don't need me."
Smiling I thought about what to say, "I need you Harry, but not now."
He grinned and left. I heard him walk down the hall and close the door to his and Ron's room. I knew that him, Ron and Hermione were in there talking. Hermione was probably yelling at him for leaving me alone. Even thinking about those things couldn't shake off the load of grief that settled itself on me. Covering my face with my hands I let the sobs rack my body.
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The next morning when I woke up I was laying sideways on the bed and my face was tight with dried tears.
"Oh God." I murmured making my way downstairs. I knew I looked a mess, wearing the clothes from yesterday, my hair was sticking out every which way, my eyes were probably all bloodshot and puffy. As I stumbled down the stairs to the kitchen I saw Snape at the table, what was he doing…eating?! 'Good God!' I thought, 'what the hell is he doing here?!'
I walked over, sat next to Remus and laid my head on the table with a groan. I had the worlds worst hangover and I hadn't touched the alcohol. So unfair! I didn't even get to have the fun!
"Are you ok, Moonchild?" Remus asked placing a gentle hand on my shoulder.
Giving a grunt in reply I looked at Snape with a raised eyebrow, "what are you doing here?"
"I am dancing the jig." He replied quietly to me.
I let out a laugh that sounded like my father's, even to me, "Don't let me stop you."
Remus put an arm around me, "What's wrong?" He whispered in my ear.
"I cried my self to sleep," I murmured and he looked at me with sad eyes.
"Sometimes crying is good."
"And sometimes it gives you a hangover, without the fun of vodka."
"Vodka?"
"A muggle hard liquor."
"Oh, you like vodka?"
"Best in the world." I said not meaning a word.
"Your mother let you drink?!"
"Remus, I'm joking."
He kissed the top of my head, "Daughter," when he said that Snape scoffed, "You know, Severus, there's really no point of you being here right now. I find myself wondering why you are."
"Stimulating company." he said lowly then left the room.
Remus turned back to me, "As I was saying, go back to bed."
"I don't want to."
"Well then go take a shower. You look like shit, and probably feel like it as well."
Nodding I mounted the kitchen stairs. As I walked by Harry's door, it opened and Harry came flying out, knocking me to the ground.
"Oh, jeez, Harry!" I exclaimed. Laughing he grabbed my hand and hauled me to my feet.
"Sorry. I was heading down to breakfast, wanna join me?"
"No. Remus sent me back up here to take a shower." Harry looked at me weird, "He said I looked like shit."
Letting his eyes rake over me he smiled mournfully, "No, you just look sad. Do you want me to wait for you?"
"No. I'm not really hungry. Watch out for Snape. He was in the kitchen earlier."
"Doesn't he have anything better to do, like spy on the 'Dark Lord' ?"
I chuckled then sighed, "he's up to something. Either that or he's just acting strange for the hell of it."
"When isn't he up to something. I'm hungry, I'll see you later."
"Bye, hungry." I said laughing to myself as I walked into my room. Ok, so I am a dork. At least I could laugh at myself. And anyway, Harry liked me, dork and all.
Still thinking about how weird Snape was being I jumped in the shower. I came out of the bathroom 45 minuets later dressed in a plaid mini, high-heeled hiking boots and a black thin strapped tank top with a skull and cross bones on it.
Taking out my guitar I sat on the edge of the bed, tuning. Suddenly a song entered my head that I had sung at my friend's mother's aunt's funeral. The obscurity always me laugh but everyone close to her was too broken up to sing.
I'm Gonna live my life
Like every day's the last
Without a simple goodbye
It all goes by so fast.
And now that you're gone
I can't cry hard enough
No I can't cry hard enough
For you to hear me now.
Gonna open my eyes
And see for the first time
I let go of you like
A child letting go of his kite,
There it goes up in the sky
There it goes beyond the clouds
For no reason why
I can't cry hard enough
No, I can't cry hard enough
For you to hear me now.
There it goes up in the sky
There it goes beyond the clouds
For no reason why
I can't cry hard enough
No, I can't cry hard enough
For you to hear me now.
"Emotion will do you no good," I heard a silky voice from the doorway. I turned to see Snape.
"It makes me human, one step above you."
"Just because I don't snivel, doesn't make me less human." He came in and sat on the chair across from me.
I snorted at his ironic use if the word, "I wasn't sniveling."
"You were last night, to Potter."
"I wasn't crying with Harry, and how the hell do you know what I was doing last night?!"
"You were crying last night then ran up stairs to Potter."
"And I was supposed to cry to you? And why is it any of your business?" I asked suddenly furious at him. Why was he being so annoying civil?
His eyes widened for a split then his scowl was back on his face, "Ask your mother."
"I don't have one. Please, if you'd be so kind, leave."
With a growl he left the room. Putting my guitar down gently I rushed into Harry's room. It was empty, as Harry and Ron were still at breakfast. Grabbing a spare bit of parchment I scribbled a quick note with Harry's quill.
Mrs. Selene Miller
What's the deal with Snape?
S.
Turing to the wardrobe, where Hedwig and Pig were perched, and showed them the letter. "Who wants to take a note for me."
Hedwig hooted wanting to do something nice for her owner's special person. Giving her the note I stroked her head.
"Take this to my mother, but don't give it to here if Jake is there, ok?"
She hooted, it was muffled my parchment in her beak, to let me know she understood. As she flew out the window Harry walked into the room.
"Whatcha doin'?" He asked kissing me softly.
"Trying to find something out." I said with a sigh.
"What?"
I shrugged, "I don't really know. If I find out, I'll let you know. I hope you don't mind, I burrowed Hedwig. She was very eager to help."
He smiled, "Sounds good. Of course she was eager, I told her to do anything you asked, within reason of course."
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[AN1] About the Eww part of Snape, let me just say if it was Alan Rickman the Eww would most defiantly not be a factor!
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Remus might seem OOC but I picture him being very affectionate with people he cares about, the wolf in him maybe, because if you watch canines they are some of the most affectionate animals.