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CHAPTER 14
I can't believe I'm having an infatuation with a student, specially that student. I wouldn't mean nothing but trouble, more trouble to her. But still when she looks at me I don't see hatred or dislike, as with many other students, no, I see kindness and sympathy, even joy. You're crazy Severus, you are just a stupid old man smitten by a beautiful, smart and extremely promising young witch, who is your student you pervert!
Snape's line of thought was derailed by a knock on the door. He sat down on his desk as he had been stalking through his private office as he did whenever he needed to think. He took the stack of papers he had to correct so as to look busy.
"Come in."
As soon as Sophie heard his voice she couldn't help but to flutter a little.
Compose your self! You are acting like a silly schoolgirl, you are here for one reason and one only so don't act like a silly girl with a crush on her teacher.
"Sorry to bother you professor, I'm here for the check up"
As soon as he heard the sound of her voice he looked up to find her standing at the threshold. It was nine thirty already, it was past her curfew even for the holidays. Pomfrey had her learning during the day and practicing during the night.
After Professor Snape had been dismissed from the infirmary Madame Pomfrey believed that Sophie should do the check ups on him as it would be "Excellent practice for an exceedingly promising medi-witch". Neither Sophie nor Snape stood any rejection, though actually they couldn't. Poppy Pomfrey could be a rather scary woman when she wanted to.
"It's okay, do proceed" He was now standing in front of her. She tied her wild curls on a ponytail and took off her coat. "Let me get that for you" He said while laying her coat on his chair.
"Thanks, um, please take off your shirt." She tried to sound as professional as ever but couldn't help to blush a little. She hoped he wouldn't pick up on that. He did, he thought it was cute.
"Sure" he said while unbuttoning his shirt.
He was wearing black trousers and a black button down shirt. As he was on "vacations" technically and was on his chambers he didn't feel the need to dress up.
Sophie was surprised to find a rather strong chest. His muscles were defined both in his chest and abdomen as in the arms. He had scars from the other night. There were small cuts in his forearms and deep cuts across his ribcage and back.
Voldemort had strange ways of entertainment. That night they were using the cruciatus and sectumsempra spell on a muggle born Bellatrix had collected for him. Every death eater in the place was laughing and rejoicing at the blood and pain of the poor man lying on the floor. Severus usually could fake amusement and satisfaction, but this time he hadn't been that convincing, so the dark lord had decided Snape would be the object of his amusement instead.
Her hands were warm on his skin. Her touch was firm yet gentle. Snape saw how her face lit when she was healing, he new that was her vocation. He wondered whether he looked like that when he was fixing a potion. She moved from the scrapes on his arms to the ones on his abs, his chest, and finally the one he had on his shoulder, inches away from his neck.
Their faces where so close he could feel her breathing. He admired her face as she fixed his arm. Her skin was flawless, he couldn't help to think whether it was as smooth as it seemed. She was still focused on his shoulder and his eyes wondered to her lips. They were moving as she chanted an incantation that soothed his pain and covered the mark. They made him remember a phrase by a muggle playwright "The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade to paly ashes" As he felt his wound closing she looked at him. Their eyes locked and she was still holding his shoulder. He could smell the scent of cherries and wild flowers from her shampoo. He wanted to kiss her, and she was hoping he would.
As she was thinking about kissing him if he didn't do it soon, something came to her mind, someone actually. Fred. She was with him now, she couldn't do that to him, no matter how much she wanted to she couldn't, so she broke eye contact and remembered why she was there, though she didn't move away.
"This might hurt a little." She smiled at his puzzled expression and begun muttering an incantation. Her hand became surrounded by a green glow and he begun feeling the pain she was talking about. The cut had been very deep and the gash rather large, but as soon as the pain begun he saw his injury disappear.
"I must speed up the rate of growth of the cells so as to regenerate the tissue that was damaged during the attack so as to avoid bigger issues on the future." She decided to talk to him so as to distract him. She new it was a painful process but it was very effective as well. She felt when the nerves had been repaired so she took her hand away. "Well I guess I'm done here then." As she was getting up she recalled that she had something on her bag for him. "This is for you" Se said while handing him a chemistry book. It was college level.
"Thank you" He was confused by her generosity. Severus knew he had hurt her when he had told her everything had been a mistake, yet she still was gentle and considerate with him. She hadn't shown disgust or tediousness when she was told she had to do his check ups, nor when she had had to stay with him through the entire night, Sophie had even held his hand.
"Oh and sir" She had reached the threshold of the door while he had been emerged with his thoughts.
"Yes?" There was hope in his voice, something quite rare when he spoke to someone else, but now usual when he spoke to her.
"Please be careful, I don't want to see you in that state any time soon."
She had left him stiff. She cares about me? Me above all?. Open your mouth, say something. But before he could open his mouth she smiled at him and bid him goodbye. Severus Snape you are an idiot! Why on earth didn't you tell her it hadn't been a mistake? Why didn't you kiss her? Nothing! You did absolutely nothing!