The rest of the week went by relatively fast, thankfully. Christine hardly saw anyone though; it seemed Remus was always in the library, restricted section, which she was not allowed to visit. Severus had been god knows where, and she had been avoiding Lucius like the plague, as his passes became bolder. However, now it was the weekend. Her first week back at Hogwarts had been a success, and, now that she had all of her homework all nice and finished, she had the weekend to do whatever the hell she wanted.

It was just after lunch, which Christine had gone to the kitchens for, and she was walking back to the dorm, eager to finish reading her book. Slowly she walked back down to her dorm, grateful that most were still either sleeping or eating, as she came up to the stone serpent. She said the password and quickly walked down the boys steps, towards her dorm.

Living with the boys wasn't half as bad as she had expected it to be. While it did have its own setbacks, Crabbe and Goyle snored like madmen, Christine felt safer there with them than she had in the past four years sleeping in the same room as Narcissa and her goons. Christine smiled slightly as she walked over to her trunk, and relished in the fact that she didn't have to lower any wards, and grabbed the book that was neatly laid on the top. She stroked the title almost reverently, closed her trunk and walked back out of the dorm.

Christine barley escaped running over two first years on their way to the dorm room as she immediately began to read, and so becoming oblivious to everything else around her. She skillfully walked back through the common room and out into the entrance hall, careful to avoid all of the small children, and walked outside the grounds.

The day was nearly perfect, at least for Christine. The sky was a light green, slightly yellow color, like it usually is before a big storm or tornado hits, the sun was almost hidden beneath the clouds making it cool, and there was a slight breeze rustling through the trees; the smell of rain was thick on the air. Christine walked over towards the lake where the Giant Squid was splashing the ducks off of the water, and sat down against the tree a couple feet from the edge. She opened her book and immersed herself once more into the imaginary world of hobbits, orc's, and wizards.

The sky had grown darker as more clouds rolled in, but Christine took no notice, not even when the Giant Squid decided it would be best for him to dive back down into the depths of the lake. No, Christine only looked up when a spot of water appeared on her book. Sighing she grabbed her wand an put a bubble charm around her precious treasure and placed it back down on the grass. She then stood up and walked out into the middle of the grass, a few feet from the tree. Not many people were left outside, and those who were, were rushing back inside the castle, and hoping to avoid the rain that was daring to come down, only two people dared stay outside.

Clouds began crashing in the sky as the thunder and lightning flew through the sky. The rain began to fall, seeming eager to depart from the chaos in the clouds; soon sheets of water were falling. Christine smiled. Her face was practically aglow as she raised her arms to the heavens and twirled around, screaming and laughing in the purest joy, unaware that there was yet one other person left on the grounds.


Severus had walked outside, aiming to get some work done in peace. Most were either in the common room or in the library and there was no way he would be able to concentrate, so he had fled outside, where he was sure very few were. It was not the sunniest of days, to the dismay of many, so people flocked inside. Severus, however, didn't quite mind the 'gloomy' weather, as some called it, in fact, he almost enjoyed it. While the sun was hidden, the grounds were not their normal scorching temperature. He had just sat down on a bench not far from the lake, when he felt the first few drops of rain fall onto his face. Groaning he began to pack up his things and walk back inside when he spotted her, standing in the middle of the grass, as if waiting for the rain to come.

He felt the rain begin to come down even harder, but paid no notice to it. He was simply staring at her, mesmerized by her serenity. He watched as she threw her hands up in the air and began to twirl, laughing. He had never heard her laugh before, and, he decided, it was the most wonderful sound in the world. His books were soaked through and most likely ruined, but he could care less. Slowly, he picked up his foot and took a few steps towards her.


Christine felt the eyes upon her the entire time, but she had known he was there from the start. She heard footsteps and she dropped her hands, turning around to face him. Her hair was all a mess, and she was soaked through the bone, but she beamed at him. He seemed to have stopped when she looked at him, so she continued her way over, never breaking eye contact. She walked towards him until their noses were almost touching, his breathing seemed heavy and labored and rain was dripping from his nose and eyelashes. His hair was soaked through, forming little tendrils falling gracefully on his shoulder. Christine scanned over the rest of his features; his brow was not creased in concentration or scorn, but laid smooth over his head. His eyes were unguarded, dark pools of onyx that she could look into forever, surrounded by eyelashes clinging onto rain droplets. His cheeks were flushed and tinged a light red for some unknown reason. His lips were slightly parted and she could feel his warm breath on her face. She turned her gaze back upon his eyes and stared. She unconsciously brought her hands to his face, clinging to his hair. His breathing seemed to increase and she could practically see his heart beating through his chest, she smiled and brought his lips to hers relishing in the warmth and acceptance she found there.


Remus was sitting in the Restricted Section once again, thanks to a note Professor Binns had given him. Ever since he had talked to Christine the other night, he had spent every waking moment in this section, trying to disprove the thought that was racing through his mind. He had read about it before, but hadn't paid attention to it at the time, now, he wished he had. He hoped upon hope that his hunch was wrong, for if he was right, it could destroy her. Slowly he read the paragraph he had been searching for, his heart sinking. He had been right. Quickly he grabbed the book and raced out of the library, not caring that he had not checked it out, he had to get to Christine, and he had to get to her now


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