After an enjoyable Ancient Ruins class, Hermione and I meet back up with Harry and Ron in the courtyard. As soon as Ron and Harry were beside us, Ron threw his arms up in the air and shouted, "It's finally the weekend!" Everyone in the courtyard turned to stare at him.
"Yes Ronald it is the weekend. Now will you keep your voice down." She looked around and then whispered, "Everyone is staring at us."
"And I don't know why you're so excited Ron, I happen to know for a fact that you have a whole hell of a lot of homework that you have yet to finish." Since he had walked over to us Ron had had a huge grin on his face but, after I pointed at the simple fact of his horrible study habits along with the stacks of unfinished assignments in his room his face dropped and his mood went from happy to depressed.
"I had completely forgot! It'll take me all weekend to finish everything." He hung his head and then it shoot back up and he turned to Hermione, "Hey! 'Mione, you'll help me right?"
Hermione smiled, "Maybe if you win the game tomorrow." All four of us climbed up to the Gryffindor common room and grabbed our Quidditch gear. This was our last practice before the game against Slytherin, and Harry was going to have us working every second so we could be completely on our games. We had our uniforms on, we were walking through one of the many hallways toward the door that would take us outside to the pitch. We were almost to the doors when I heard a voice from behind us.
"Miss Jacobs, I need to speak to you about your test." Professor Snape strode toward us, with his usual look of hatred. My friends didn't even try and act nice they gave him the same look back.
"But Professor I have Quidditch practice." I pointed to the door that would lead us outside incase he didn't understand.
"It can wait." He didn't wait for a reply he simply turned around and stalked off in the direction of the dungeons. I hung my head and sighed.
"I'll catch up to you guys, k. Start practice without me." They nodded and went out the door looking very unhappy.
When we were in his office he locked and warded the door.
"Did I really do that bad on the test Professor?" I couldn't read his face so I was confused as to what he wanted.
"On the contrary, you did very well. Here." He handed me back my test at the top was an O in red maker.
"I got an Outstanding!" Severus smiled down at me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and gave him a squeeze.
"Don't get me wrong, I am overjoyed with the O, but explain to me why you had to tell me now?" I flashed him a playful smile. He bowed his head just enough to hide his expression and said in a whisper so low that I almost didn't catch what he said, " I suppose I wanted to see you."My Gods I love him. He is so sweet and he doesn't even know it! I set the test back onto his desk and grabbed his hand.
"I missed you to darling, class today was torture. Being so close to you and not being able to do anything about it!" He looked up into my eyes and the look in his took my breath away.
He stepped closer to me his hand slow gliding up my arms over my shoulders down my sides and finally coming around my waist. "You have no idea my love, how painful it is to see you so close and not be able to touch you. It drives me crazy pet." He said the last sentence in his most velvety voice that always makes me go weak in the knees. He pulled me closer until our lips were almost touching and then slowly he kissed me. It was a hungry kiss filled with passion, he crushed me to him and I meet his kisses with vigor, only stopping to breath. It was getting hot between us as our kisses grew more desperate and we both wanted more contact, then suddenly he pulled back.
We were both breathing heavily and I understood why we had to stop it was bad timing, I was required somewhere else, unfortunately.
"Well I don't want to keep you from practice, so you better get going." He said is a raspy voice. I shook my head in understanding. I straightned my clothes and fixed my hair. I looked up to see him staring at me and smiled, I closed the space between us and placed a light goodbye kiss to his lips. I turned and walked to the door, "Will I see you after dinner?"
When he meet my eyes he looked sad, "I am afraid not my love, you should get your rest for your game tomorrow morning." At first what he said hurt me we already had little time together, but I soon realized that, like always he was right.
I smiled somewhat sadly and nodded, "You're right of course, I guess I'll just see you at dinner." He inclined his head and with that I opened the door and left.