This was something that suddenly popped into my head – I have no idea why. : ) Anyway, I just thought that I'd write it out. Takes place sometime before the end of the fifth book, I suppose.
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Oh god, forgive me.
I can't help it, though.
I can't help where my thoughts wander at night...and first thing in the morning...and during the day...always.
I know it's wrong.
So terribly, horribly, horrendously wrong!
But...whenyou look at me...ohh, I feel my insides melting and my heart buzzing!
I can barely contain the urge to run forward and thrust myself in your arms!
Your arms, the feel of them wrapping around me, enveloping me, keeping me.
That long curtain of blackness that falls in your face, shadowing your obsidian eyes.
I know, I know how dangerous these thoughts are...
After all, you are not my husband.
Agg, my husband...how I have grown to despise the way he struts around, his blond mane flowing about arrogantly.
Most of the time, I really, truly hate him.
When he touches me my skin prickles unpleasantly and I immediately call you to mind instead.
I close my eyes, imaging it to be your hands trailing on my skin.
Imaging your words reaching my ears.
You, one of the Dark Lord's most trusted...
You, so clever that you can even fool that crack pot headmaster.
I was so excited when Draco was old enough to begin Hogwarts...because that gave me excuses to see you.
The tentative looks that I give you when no one is looking.
The demure smile that I would throw your way.
I know that you noticed.
I'm just waiting for you do something about it...
Lucius need not know, don't worry.
No one needs to know, no one except you and I, my love.
Please, tell me you accept.
Here are we, sitting across from each other.
We are surrounded by others, but none of them matter.
We could slip away right now, no one would notice.
I just need you to give me some sort of sign.
Tell me that you've wanted me desperately as I have longed for you.
Tell me, Severus, tell me that you desire me...
Tell me that you need me.
Tell me now.
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