Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Harry Potter. All of it belongs to J.K.Rowling. I only own the made-up characters in this fanfiction.
Hopefully no one will think of this as the typical love story...even though it kind of is. I try my best to not make Mary-Sue type characters. The girl in this story is basically an average person who's fallen for her professor...Snape. (shifty eyes) Well, if you guys have read my other love stories, then this one should be satisfying! Its pretty cute!
Secrets No One Will Ever Know
Author's Note: This first chapter has been revised! More character descriptions for Tora and Sarah. Sorry for not putting it in the first place.
Chapter 1: A Hidden Message
"Focus, Miss Ayawa," came Professor Snape's demanding voice. The girl's eyes forced themselves open. Once again, she was falling asleep in Potions class. Michiru Ayawa, a 7th year student at Hogwarts; known for her skills in transfiguration, and failures in potions. She had long, dark brown hair with a few strands of gold; her eyes where a sandy red color and her skin was a creamy peach complexion.
Snape continued his lecture as Michiru began to drift back into dreamland. She couldn't help it! Snape's long, drawn-out speeches always made her drowsy. And the constant hum of his entrancingly, debonair voice really made her zone out. She sighed peacefully as his voice echoed through her ears. Darkness surrounded her as her head bobbed back and forth in her hand. "MichiruMichiruuu " hissed Tora. She was so far gone, that she couldn't hear the voice of her friend who was sitting right next to her. "Ten points from Ravenclaw, Miss Ayawa," said Snape. The feel of his warm breath on the back of Michiru's neck made her jump. She felt goose bumps down her back, sensing the professor behind her. She frowned upon her causing her House to lose points. "Sorry," she murmured, half-asleep. Snape rounded Michiru's table, giving her a cold glance as he walked back to his podium. Tora frowned as she stared at her tired friend. "Miss Black, pay attention or its 10 more points," said Snape. "Yes sir." Tora Black: the daughter of Keiko and Sirius Black. Keiko was killed by Lord Voldemort the same night as Lily and Jame's death. Tora's eyes shine with the color of the sea, and her hair matches that of a panther. Her skin was as light as apricot.
Class soon ended, and for homework, a bit of studying was required for a test tomorrow. "Hey, Michiru," Sarah chimed in, "I'm thinking about getting a tongue ring. Neat, huh?" Sarah Lupin was the adoptive child of Remus Lupin. Remus took her in after finding her alone on the streets when she was just a baby. Sarah, who was the obvious Goth in the class, was actually quite a fun-loving girl. With her personality, you'd expect her to dress more preppy. But when she's confronted about her attire, she simply replies, "I wear what suits me best!" Which, in her case, makes sense. Michiru shuddered at the thought of piercing one's own tongue. "Ughh…Sarah, why would you want that?" "Because its sexy!" she beamed. Michiru raised an eyebrow, "More like gross to me." Sarah grinned, "If Professor Snape had one, I bet you'd enjoy it," she thought privately. "Shut up," Michiru stated bluntly. "What? I didn't say anything!" the brown-haired girl giggled. Tora shook her head as she gathered her books, "Sarah, stop thinking perverted thoughts."
The three girls headed towards the double doors. Their friend, Belle, was the only one missing in this little posse, for she was ill. "Ayawa," Snape's voice echoed throughout the room. The group of girls turned to face the teacher. "Come here." Michiru exchanged nervous glances to her friends before saying, "Uh, yes." She shuffled up to Professor Snape's desk and stood, awaiting some kind of admonishment. He stood tall and intimidating, "Give me your notebook." The girl placed the notebook into his hand. He flipped through the pages and found nothing written down from today's lesson. "Hmph," he breathed through his nose. "It would be wise to stay awake next time…Miss Ayawa." The girl nodded. "Come see me after your last class. I need to speak to you about your…grades." Oh boy, she must be failing. Michiru has honestly been trying to pull her grade up but she's been so distracted lately. "Alright," she replied, and turned on her heel.
Snape watched as the girl left his sight.
"Oh my gosh, there he is!" Sarah squealed. Draco Malfoy was passing by them with his usual lackeys: Crabbe and Goyle. They were laughing at some sort of inside joke as they made their way past the three girls. Sarah, being as bold as she is, leaps in front of Draco with a smile stretched across her face. "Evenin' Draco," she purrs. The blonde boy, almost half running into the girl; forces a smirk, showing his right canine, "Hey." "You're lookin' good today-ah!" a violent pull at the arm forces Sarah away from the boy. Both Tora and Michiru drag the girl off. "I don't know what you see in that dickhead!" Michiru says in disgust. "Ditto," Tora adds. Sarah breaks free of their grip and straightens herself, "Well, never you mind. I'll have Draco wrapped around my finger. Once he tastes my cookies, he'll be putty in my hands!"
Sarah's companions stare in confusion as she breaks into a mischievous laugh.
Finally, the last class has ended, and Michiru is in a much cheerful spirit than she was earlier. Ah, but she still had to see Professor Snape. This made her nervous. She didn't really mind…its just…she has such strange feelings toward him. "Sounds like a crush!" smiles Sarah. Michiru snaps back to reality. "Wha-what?" "You were just telling us how you didn't mind going to see Snape by yourself," Tora informed. "…How does that sound like a crush?" Michiru wondered. Tora, now grinning like the Cheshire Cat, adds, "Well, you must feel some kind of comfort around him if you don't mind being alone with him." "EMPHASIS on the word alone!" Sarah taunts. The Japanese girl slaps Sarah across the arm with her book strap, "Shut up!" But Michiru couldn't help the smile that was on her face. Tora laughs, "Well…I guess we'll see you back at the Common Room?" Michiru nods.
Michiru's shoes emit echoing clicks as she walks through the dungeon. It was eerily quiet. A few people here and there, prefects mainly. The only light was that of the torches perched on the walls. The dungeons always seemed like such an ominous place. And there was Professor Snape, entering his classroom with a cup in his hand. Michiru calls out his name as she catches up to him. He turns, "Hm, so you've shown up." He turns his back to her and continues to walk up to his desk; his robes flowing behind him like waves. The girl follows behind him on cue. Snape takes his seat and sets his cup down. He points to a chair next to him and says, "Sit."
Michiru complies and immediately asks, "So, what's my grade as of now?" Snape opens his grade book and runs his finger down the list of names. "55" he answers. Taking a moment to give Michiru a disappointed look he adds, "'Shame." He takes a sip of his drink, which Michiru learns is coffee, due to its aroma. "Can I have extra credit, or something?" Snape takes a breath and begins a lecture. Like always, the teenage girl loses herself in the sound of the professor's voice. All she could do was stare at him. His elegant, black robes, jet-black hair, pale skin. He was like a panther, or a black snake. For some reason, Michiru found him…attractive.
She hadn't noticed that Snape had stopped talking, and he was now staring back at her: curious and appalled. "…Miss…AYAWA!" "Yeah?!" she jumped. Snape's voice was cold as he spoke, "Pay attention when I'm talking to you." "Right. Sorry…Sooo, what can I do to bring up my grade?" Snape sips his coffee again, feeling a tad bit annoyed because he already answered Michiru's question while she was staring off into outer space…or at him, rather. "Tutoring." He rose to his feet and motioned for the girl to follow, "This way." He opened the squeaky door of the storage room and found what he was searching for. It was a glass jar with a piece of rolled up parchment inside, along with two skinny tubes filled with black liquid, and a small packet of red powder. "Take this. Follow the instructions inside. It's a simple potions experiment to start you off."
Michiru looked down at the items, feeling a little…embarrassed. Snape lifted the girl's chin with his finger, "I know you're smart enough to get it." His tone of voice was calm and reassuring; it sounded as if he knew Michiru had the potential. This almost made Michiru blush. A little smile stretched across her face as she said, "Thanks." Snape looked back at her as if he was going to say something else.
As he walked back to his seat, he said, "Now…tutoring will be held before first period and after the last." "Well, I'm not much of a morning person so I'll be here around this time." Snape nodded lightly, "Hm. You may go." "Have a good evening, Professor," and with that, she turned and left.
Back at the Ravenclaw Common Room, Tora sat comfortably on the couch – reading. The sound of the door opening, made her glance up. "Oh hey, you're back!" said Tora as she placed the book down. "How'd it go?" Michiru shrugged, "O.K….I have to go in for tutoring after my last period." "Every day?" "Yep." Tora made a sly hmmm sound. This caught Michiru's attention. "What?" "Nothing. Its just, you two will be spending some quality time together." Michiru sighed, "Its not 'quality time', its tutoring…And where's Sarah?" "Making cookies!" echoed Sarah's voice. She had just strolled down the stairs with a tray of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. Yes, the Hufflepuff teen was in the Ravenclaw house on account of her friends permitting her to visit. Somehow, she always managed to make strange concoctions out of the blue.
She continued, "Now, what's this I hear about you having a date with Severus?" Michiru's ears turned pink, "TU-TO-RING!!!" "Ah- so you haven't confessed your love yet?" "…No. But what's the point? I'm only 18." Tora rose from the couch and walked up to her friend. She took hold of Michiru's hands and said, "Just give it a try." Michiru shook her head, "I can't…I mean, its too awkward. He's a teacher." Sarah came from down the staircase and added, "A hot teacher." Michiru couldn't help but smile at that comment. "You crazy girl…" she chuckled. The whiff of cookies caught her nostrils. "Mmm! Smells good. May I have one?" Sarah replied, "Nope! None for you today." Just as Michiru was about to ask why, she saw Tora get her hand slapped by Sarah as she was reaching for a cookie. "Ah, ah, ahh! None for you either." Tora frowned and said jokingly, "You're so mean."
The little potions experiment that Professor Snape had given Michiru was already taken care of. The glass jar was filled with the black liquid and the red powder was mixed in, just as the instructions stated. Overnight, something began sprouting from the liquid…..
The glass jar sat on Michiru's dresser, right next to her bed. She yawned widely as she stepped out of bed. As she was passing by her dresser, something caught her eye, something that wasn't there the day before. To her surprise, sitting inside the jar, was a bouquet of blood-red roses. All of the black liquid was gone; replaced with water. She rubbed her eyes, thinking it was her imagination but the roses remained. Michiru passed her fingers over the flowers' soft petals. They smelled heavenly too. Roses symbolize love and passion, and to give a person such a flower, signifies a proclamation of love. Michiru smiled at the thought of the man who gave her this little 'gift'. Still…she can only wish that was his true intention.