Chapter 5: Our Little Secret
Severus' POV
"Hello, Snape." Remus smiled at me.
"You followed me?" I asked, kind of happy.
"Yeah. I wanted to apologize for my friends. They were being really stupid."
"You're apologizing for them?"
"Well, yeah. I know it probably doesn't mean anything to you but… I really am sorry for the way they act towards you."
"Thank you." I tell him. "I appreciate you coming here. But you do realize that if you keep talking to me I will never hear the end of it, right?"
"You do know where we are, right?" He grins.
"The library." I say instinctively.
"Yeah. Do you really expect them to set foot in here?"
I laugh. "No, definitely not."
"So this can be our little secret, OK?" Remus smiled at me. Th-thump. Th-thump. There it was again. That smile that made my heart beat faster. Why does it do that?
I didn't agree or disagree. Instead, I changed the topic. "I've been interested in werewolves ever since I read, Werewolves: What They Really Are. It was a very nice book."
"D-did it say that some were nice as humans…?"
"Yes. It did say that. But I've read through the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts. I'm on the 58th volume of Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts. But the pictures were what really caught my attention. In Werewolves: What They Really Are, I mean. You should read it."
"Er. . . I guess. Could you help me find it?" Remus asked me.
"… Uh, sure!" I grin at him, letting my emotionless mask fall. I didn't like being too emotional around people but when someone actually pays attention to me when I talk I will let it drop some.
But for Remus it dropped a lot.
"Heh. I've always wanted to see you smile like that." Remus said, blushing slightly. I blush at his comment. I pull him over to the short chapter book section and pull out Werewolves: What They Really Are. He opens it. There are pictures on every odd page. I had one just like it. It was given to me for my birthday. I have a bunch of notes hidden inside of it, kind of like a diary.
"Thank you, Snape. I'll check this out right now!" He grins at me and then runs to Madam Pince. I walk over to the table and sit down. If Lucius found out about this. . .
When he returns, he tells me, "Thank you. Um… This might be a little rude but… Could I call you Severus…? Er, instead of Snape?"
Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump. Severus. He wants to call me Severus! Why? What was the point in doing so? And why is my heart beating so fast?
I ignored the beating of my heart. Keeping my calm face I told him, "Fine. It is only fair since I call you Remus."
There was a stubborn blush on my face and it wasn't going away.
"Really? Yay!" Remus Lupin, acting like a child. It was sort of cute. I'm very grateful that he couldn't see my blush from behind my hair.
Remus checked his watch. "Oh! C'mon, Severus! We're going to be late to dinner!"
We grab our stuff and rush towards the Great Hall.
Madam Pince's POV
Oh, those boys had rushed out of the library so fast! They didn't even grab all of their stuff…
I look at the table they had been sitting at. A book sat on one of the chairs. Mr. Lupin must have left his book. I sigh.
I might as well just put it back. . .
I pick up Werewolves: What They Really Are and allow it to fly back to its place on the book-shelf.