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Chapter Two:

Severus was led into a dark room with a single cushioned love seat in the center. The walls were the same crimson as the clubs and the floor was carpeted with thick fluffy crimson carpet. "Sit." The bouncer motioned to the tacky red and black love seat before exiting the room.

Sighing, Severus sat in the center of the love seat feeling far more uncomfortable then he had ever felt in his thirty six years. He placed his pale hands on his knees and stared intently at the door.

I'm only here because Albus needs this…girl…

He reminded himself, pulling out the parchment from his back pocket just as the door opened.

Absinthe opened the door to one of the private rooms, expecting a sleaze ball as always, but was surprised as her blue eyes traced over the taught lanky man sitting awkwardly on the single love seat in the room. This man had black hair up to his shoulders, pale skin (though not quite as pale as her own), eyes as dark as coal, and a slightly hooked nose.

She closed the door, locking it before she made her way purposefully towards the man. The man stiffened as Absinthe nearly straddled his lap, wrapping her pale arms around the man's neck, "What can I do you for, sir?" She purred into his ear.

It was then that the familiar scent hit her nose and instantly she jumped off him and reached into her cleavage, tugging out her wand and pointing it towards the man.

Arching a curious eyebrow, the man stood and held out his hands, one of them grasping a piece of parchment.

"Who are you and where do your loyalties lie, half-blood?" Absinthe hissed, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end.

The man smirked…He SMIRKED at her… Absinthe aimed her wand at his heart, "Answer me." She growled, annoyed at this man's lack of words.

"Calm down." The man hissed, eyeing the door Absinthe had just walked in from, "I am just a messenger from Albus Dumbledore."

At the mention of Dumbledore, Absinthe lowered her wand and blinked. What would Albus want with her? Wasn't she safe? She's been in hiding for so long…

The strange man held out the parchment towards her. Absinthe eyed it warily and took it, breaking the seal.

Abby,

It's not safe anymore. We need you, please, go with Severus. See you soon.

Albus

Absinthe stared at the parchment, the familiar slanted scrawl she knew so well… She looked up at the man in front of her, "I am assuming that you must be Severus?"

"Yes." Severus inclined his head politely. "Severus Snape, pleasure to meet you."

Absinthe blinked her big blue eyes, "Absinthe…Lemieux…" She held out her hand towards Severus. Severus reached out and wrapped his hand firmly around hers.

The small skin on skin contact nearly made both of them jump. Electricity coursed through their skin as if charging some kind of energy. The hairs on Severus' neck stood on end as Absinthe could feel goose bumps prickling up her arms. The contact was short but extremely awkward as blue eyes darted to black eyes. Both were wide in bemusement.

"Sorry… must have been the carpet… static." Absinthe mumbled, feeling extremely underdressed, as her face began to heat. This man was quite handsome, in her opinion. She remembered locking eyes with him as she danced on stage.

She had been extra sultry, but she did not expect to see him again at least not now. And knowing he's a wizard? Her fingers tugged at the end of her skirt. Dumbledore said that one day he would have to protect her from a dark wizard named Voldemort and to be aware that his followers might try to kidnap her. She stayed in the muggle world for so long…

Finally the time has come to go back to the wizarding world…

Severus stared at his still tingling palm before looking up at the girl in front of him. Absinthe Lemieux… she was stunning, any man would want to be in the same vicinity as this girl, but right now Severus wanted out. His mind was reeling and he felt very uncomfortable seeing as she was still scantily clad in a corset and short skirt.

Seeming to notice her own attire, the girl flushed, "I'll change into something more…appropriate…" With a wave of her wand she changed clothing. Now she was in tight fitting blue jeans, red trainers, and a loose crimson crop top, exposing her flat stomach. She stuffed her wand into her back pocket and gave Severus a small smile.

"So…take me to Dumbledore."

Severus blinked…was this it? She wasn't going to put up a fight? No resistance what-so-ever?

"And how do you know that I will take you to Dumbledore?" Severus drawled, annoyed that this girl was so trusting…too trusting.

She grinned sheepishly, "This parchment…the seal belongs to Dumbledore, and the writing is his…also the scent…" She sniffed at the parchment, "Smells like him."

Severus arched an eyebrow, "You can smell him?"

The girl nodded as Severus felt a small poke in his mind. He glowered at the girl. Was she trying to get into his head?

"Do not prod my mind." Severus hissed making Absinthe jump.

"I wasn't trying to…" She blinked averting her gaze to the floor, "I haven't really learned to control my wandering mind and I sometimes peer into people's thoughts…"

"Well I would appreciate it, if you would refrain from peering into mine." Severus wanted to be rid of this girl as fast as possible. Sure she was beyond beautiful. Sure she was a vampire that had special skills from what he could tell with just their small encounter. Sure she made his skin prickle uncomfortably, but now at this moment Severus wanted nothing more than to drop this girl off to Dumbledore and slink back into the confines of his home.

Severus didn't want any more mind prodding, so he took the initiative to get it over with.

"Grab my arm, we will apparate." He stated, holding out his arm to Absinthe. She carefully grabbed his arm, trying not to touch his skin again, and with a loud crack they were gone.