A Story For Juanita
Beaner-Bop
-
A/N: 'allo all.
-
Disclaimer: I REALLY hate these things.
-
Chapter Ten: Explanations With A Different Snape
-
Narcissa grinned at the fifth year in front of her. He was, in her own opinion, one of the cutest boys Hogwarts had ever seen. Black hair, black eyes…her eyes again went to his green tie.
Slytherin house.
She rolled her eyes, the fact of who this boy is rushing back into her head.
This was Hewitt Snape! Professor Severus Snape's son!
…and one of her brothers best friends.
WHY?
"…Hogsmeade?" She blinked and blushed in embarrassment at him. Smiling, she asked him to repeat what he just said. Her heart beat in her chest as he smiled at her, shaking his head. "I asked if you were gonna go to Hogsmeade with your brother and Brian today. Or maybe with Pearl or Potter?" She shrugged.
"I don't know yet. I wasn't sure. Why? Are you going?" His grin grew and Narcissa felt like she was going to faint.
She should probably go to the Nurse's about this…
"Nope, my sister's coming back tomorrow for the weekend from the MULE 1. You want to come with me and see her?" Narcissa's eyes and mouth opened in shock and nodded her head.
"Of course! It's been months since I saw your sister, how is Taney?" Hewitt shrugged.
"She's good. I think she's dragging Longbottom with her." He smiled at her reaction. She was jumping up and down all excited.
"The whole gang together again! …if it weren't for…" He nodded.
"The people who graduated the last two years? Yeah, kind of sucks, don't it?" He looked around before looking at her and smiling again. "What have you and Severus been doing lately? Seems like your sister keeps dragging the two of you off everywhere." Nodding, Narcissa began to tell him about the story. In response, Hewitt just shook his head in disbelief. "You've got one strange sister…I heard about her outburst. My dad was telling my mom about it in the family's quarters." She nodded and he kept shaking his head. After a while a small bit of laughter came from him. "Damn, my mom loves your parents story. She can barely believe the two of them got together…" Narcissa's eyebrows rose nearly into her hair.
"She's surprised? At THEM? It's not that amazing - except for the whole Romeo and Juliet factor, it's not that big of thing!" Hewitt looked at her in disbelief.
"The Romeo and Juliet factor is a huge thing, Cissa." Narcissa could help the bit of happiness that came to her when he said her name like that. He was the only person allowed to call her that and not get slapped. "Otherwise no one would care about this…and you know it." She thought about it but then shrugged.
"I guess you're right…but still…you mom is so not one to talk about surprise couples!" Hewitt laughed and nodded, leaning on one of the stone walls around them, getting comfortable.
"You've got a point. My parents are kind of a 'surprise couple' themselves, aren't they?" Narcissa snorted.
"Your mother is practically twenty years younger than your father!" He shrugged, then pointed at her.
"It's not at all uncommon to hear of marriages like that in magical communities, you know that Narcissa." She nodded, putting her hands up in a halting motion to him. Putting them down she glared at him.
"Is it usual for the man she marries to have taught her at school?" Hewitt looked to the side and whistled a little before answering her.
"That wasn't to normal…" Narcissa nodded and smirked at him happily. She put her arms around his shoulders and gave him a squeeze.
"I thought so, so like I said…your mom really doesn't have any room to talk." Narcissa herself was trying to remember how to talk. She was so close to him and he smelled really nice…and he had some awesome lips…She was very happy that her giving hugs to random people wasn't a to strange of a habit of hers, otherwise Hewitt would probably be wondering why she was hugging him.
She breathed in…he smelled spicy.
"Um…Narcissa? Is everything alright?" he asked her. "You've been hugging me for the last five minutes…are you stuck?" She barked out a laugh and then slowly looked him in the eye.
"Hewitt. Have you ever known me to not take what I want?" He shook his head slowly to her.
"No…"
"Do you see me as…as…strong and independent?" He was looking so confused at her questioning. Narcissa nearly felt sorry for him.
Key word.
Nearly.
"Eh…yes." She nodded.
"If I do something somewhat rash, will you promise not to hate me?" He looked even more confused but she felt lifted off the ground at the speediness of his answer.
"Of course I won't, Narcissa, what's going-" He couldn't finish his sentence, what with her lips stopping his from moving.
It was a few moments before it stopped. When it did both took a few moments to catch their breaths. Narcissa was slowly backing away from him.
"Well…I better go before you take back your promise to never hate me…so…bye!" She was just about to leave when he called to her.
"Narcissa, come here a moment, just a quick second. Please? I promise I don't hate you." She turned to him slowly and began to walk back.
"Yes…" She stopped an arms length away from him. All her usual bravado gone, showing the little girl she actually was behind her rough exterior. She looked at him nervously but didn't move when he close to gap between them.
"What was that?" He asked softly. Feeling somewhat insulted but still not sure what to do, she answered him.
"A…a kiss."
"You sure about that?" She cocked an eyebrow at him, her pride beginning to once again grow inside her.
"Well, what else could it have been, Merlin?" She asked sarcastically. "A tryout for the next girl band? Geesh was I that bad?" He smiled at her and she stopped talking immediately.
"You want to try out again?" He whispered. Looking confused, all she could manage was a small 'huh?' before his lips were on hers again.
-
1 - I'm so happy, I came up with a clever thing, Magical University of London, England
-
A/N: No Draco/Ginny in this chapter, but I just wanted to make a little bit of fluff and it would've been to hard to fit into the story any other way.
Beaner