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Let me take you on the ride of your life: Chapter 2
"That damnable woman. That Forgetting woman! She forgot to come see me after classes. She needs to… she should WANT to come see me, a professor with more experience than herself; she should want to see how a man of my experience would handle things. Well, it's not like I wanted to see her or anything," Severus thought to himself as he sat and relaxed by the fireplace. He intently watched as the flames danced and flickered. The closer he looked into the flames, he could see her smiling face, laughing, and singing sweetly. He was hooked on this woman; of course he wouldn't EVER admit it to himself. He simply tried to blame his extra thoughts of her on the fact that she had angered him, oh wow, he was not successful! He was sprung on this beauteous singing angel that he worked so close with all year.
Now Severus never condoned the use of a television in his own personal time, but ever since he heard this girl sing, and found out that she was a singing sensation in many countries, unconsciously he knew he had to get one, so he could watch her work her mysterious magic over him. He did, and watched her on the television most every night, she was beautiful. Her voice melted him, and made him want, and long to see her, even if he was going to be a total prick to her, he still wanted to see her. He knew he wasn't helping his chances with her by being cold, resistant and flat out mean to her, but that's just the way Severus Snape was, the only way he knew how to act. A vision of the two of them, cuddled together by the fireplace crept into his mind. It was nice, even thinking about love.
"What are you thinking Severus Snape? You don't have a chance with that woman! Look at your greasy ugly unruly hair, your grotesque hooked nose, and just take a nice long look at those lines on your face. Then look at her, firm blemish free skin, beautiful raven hair, and …" Severus shuddered at the word, "c-cute little nose. You don't have a chance with her. She deserves better anyway, someone who would treat her like a queen, and not lie to her. You can't have relationships without lies. You worked for the dark lord, and now you're a spy! Women desire 'honesty.' You could never give her that!"
Severus was interrupted by a knock at the door. He reluctantly went to answer the beckon. He opened the heavy door to see standing there, a cold Aurora McClaire rubbing her small arms against the cold of the Slytherindungeon.