It was Saturday and for that I was grateful. I didn't have to get up, didn't have to eat with everyone, didn't have to sit in class. I slept late and stayed in my room when I woke, reading. I knew I had to talk to Severus, but I didn't know what to say. I half hoped he would come to me, but I knew that was unlikely. It was very late, close to midnight, before I worked up the courage to go to him. I examined myself carefully in the mirror before I went. I was wearing black pants and a black corset-style top that laced up the back. Over this I wore a long jacket/robe of emerald green velvet. My hair was bound back by a black cord. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I wanted to look perfect. I touched the jade pendent, remembering, as I slipped through the corridors to his personal study, where I knocked. He opened the door immediately, it almost seemed he had been waiting for me. He ushered me in and sat me on a couch before the fire, taking a chair near mine. We stared at the fire for a moment. I was horribly uncomfortable. Finally he looked at me.
"Miss Jade, I apologize profusely for what happened last night. I should not have done that and I'm sorry, it was completely outside my boundaries as your teacher. I assure you - "
"Stop." He looked at me. "Please stop." I took a deep breath and continued. "I didn't come here to listen to you apologize, or to say I'm sorry, because I'm not."
He stared into the fire for a moment. "Then why did you come?"
"To see you, to talk to you... I don't know." I shook myself. "You shouldn't have kissed me, but I shouldn't have kissed you back. But I wanted to. Please don't tell me this is all some big mistake, that you didn't know what you were thinking. Don't tell me this is all nothing."
He put his head in his hands. "I don't know what to tell you. I don't know why it happened."
I considered this for a moment, then said, "Are you sorry? Truthfully?"
He lifted his head to look at me. "No."
I fell silent, watching the fire twist and weave. Suddenly he stood and walked around me, sitting beside me on the couch. I had been turned to face him in the chair, and now he was behind me. I began to turn to him, but he stopped me with a hand on my shoulder. I sat, my back to him, unsure and a little frightened. I felt him untie the cord and shake my hair free. He ran his fingers through it, and stopped.
"I should not be doing this," he whispered, half to himself. I didn't want him to make me leave. Back still turned to him, I slipped my jacket off and laid it over the arm of the couch. "Don't stop," I said.
He placed his hands tentatively on my shoulders. He ran his hands up and down my bare arms and shoulders, then back up to my neck, under my hair. His touch was both rough and gentle. He shifted my hair over one shoulder and kissed the nape of my neck, just under the hairline. His lips burned like coals from a fire. He ran his lips down my spine to the top of my corset; searing, burning kisses. I turned to Severus, unable to bear it any longer, and kissed his lips. I climbed onto his lap and pulled back, looking at him for a moment. His hands rested lightly on my hips, his long black hair hung in his face. He frightened me even yet.
Slowly, I unbuttoned his coat, smoothing it aside, then his the top buttons of his shirt. His chest was pale yet strong, with a line of dark hair running down the middle and into his shirt where it was still fastened. We were both trembling. I stopped, hands on his chest. There were certain things I would not and could not do. He was my teacher, I mustn't forget that. And my family had taught me certain values. I could only go so far. Though I hadn't intended to be undressing him, I realized that was what I was doing. I ran my finger down the line of hair and left the last buttons as they were. I kissed his chin and neck and he pulled me close. I buried my face in the curve of his neck and felt his blood racing. There's a place on the neck, just under the jaw, where you can feel a person's lifeblood as it races to and from their head. I put my lips to it, and felt it throbbing. This was where a vampire drank. I felt him sigh.
"Isolde."
I didn't move, eyes closed, warm with his body's warmth.
"Isolde, you must go."
I drew back and looked into his eyes. "Severus... "
"You mustn't be seen here. It's late, you must go to bed."
I slipped off his lap and retrieved my jacket. I was suddenly cold without him.
He stood and pulled me to him, held me for a moment. "Everything will be fine, Isolde."
Author's Notes:
Much love and thanks to my wonderful reviewers! I have chapter five mostly finished and I think there will be about two or three chapters after that. As I said, a short story. Support fanficion! Review!
cj- I'm so happy that you think I've made Snape amazing. Really I can't take credit, he's quite amazing all on his own!
RoughIslandSunris- I most certainly will. Thanks for reviewing!
CathRakka- I don't usually read OC either, I'm a Hermione/Severus shipper. But this plot came to me with an older student in mind, which is necessary for the ending. I'm glad you like my charactor, though! Thanks!
