Chapter 13

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It was ten minutes to seven as I headed down to detention. The boys having reminded me five minutes ago that I had detention with Snape.

The door to the classroom was open. I knocked anyway before entering. Severus was leaning against his desk. His long legs stretched out in front of him.

I set down my bag on the nearest table and waited for further instruction. His coal black eyes just watched me, as I shifted from one foot to the other. I coughed nervously, looking for some sign of what I was to be doing tonight.

No cauldrons needed scrubbing. No potion lists were set out or ingredients that needed chopping. An uneasy feeling crept over me.

Why was he just standing there, staring? It was so annoying.

Finally I snapped, "What? What are you staring at? Have I got something on my face?" I said, irritated beyond belief.

He just smiled and stepped forward. "I need your help in brewing some skele grow for Madame Pomfrey." I followed him through his office and behind a secret door to his private lab.

It was amazing. I wish I could work in here instead of the dreary classroom we have.

He chuckled at my expression. "Nice isn't it?"

I nodded in agreement, to busy trying to take everything in.

And so began the detention. We worked in silence for the first half hour. I felt it was too eerie, so I decided to add a bit of sound to lighten the mood.

Just as he leaned over towards me to pick up the freshly diced rats tails, I let out a rather loud meow in his ear.

He jumped sending the rats tails flying into the air.

I whipped out my wand and summoned them. Placing them into the cauldron and nudging Snape into stirring it.

He was completely shocked and speechless. His mouth was gaping open like a fishes would.

I carried on with my dicing and chopping of ingredients, reminding Snape that the potion needed to simmer for 12 minutes, seeing as he was still staring at me, mouth open wide while stirring the potion.

I ignored him and continued with getting the ingredients ready for the potion.

Finally he got himself under control and continued on with the brewing of the potion.

Twenty minutes later and silence had fallen again. The only sounds in the whole room were the sounds of us breathing and the bubbling on the potion.

I glanced over at Snape, making sure that this time he didn't have anything in his hands and said, "Sir, we need more newt eyes."

He nodded and handed over the stirring rod to go fetch some from his private stores. He came back and leaning over me to place them inadvertedly, pressed me into the table.

I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. I tried hard to suppress a shiver, "WOOF". I jumped about a foot in the air.

I spun around only to see Snape doubled over with laughter. I had sliced my finger open when I jumped.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I screamed. He looked up still laughing, only to notice that I was bleeding heavily.

The laughter died instantly and a look of…no it couldn't be…is that concern….came over his face.

"Oh Merlin." he said as he grabbed my hand. He took out his wand and waved it around a few times. After a few seconds the tingling sensation that had started when he waved his wand, faded away.

I was left with a silvery scar on my index finger. Starting at the tip and running down to the knuckle. Snape continued to examine it, running his finger up and down the newly healed cut.

His fingers massaged circles into my hand. This time I couldn't prevent the shiver that ran through me, causing his eyes to snap to mine.

His eyes trapped me and I couldn't look away. His gaze flickered to my lips and back to my eyes. Slowly he leaned forward, waiting and watching to see if I'd pull away.

I was frozen in place. His breaths forming soft puffs of air against my lips. Unintentionally my tongue darted out and licked them. His eye's dilated and the next thing I knew was, Snape's lips crashing down on mine.

His hand left hand tightened around my right, while his right traveled down to my hip. My left had tangled in his hair. He nipped and licked his way inside my mouth causing heat to pool in my belly.

I could hear hissing and wondered if it was me, when suddenly I remembered the potion. I pulled away, gasping for breath and tried to turn towards the potion to take it off the heat.

I was prevented by Snape pulling my mouth back to his. I hammered on his chest until he let go. A look of hurt crossed over his face before his mask of indifference took over again.

"The potion you idiot!" I said, still gasping for air. It took him a minute before he realized what I was saying and doing.

He took the potion off the heat and set it down to cool. By the time he turned round, I was gone.

Tears streaming down my face I thought to myself "What have you done!".

I ran outside and straight into the forbidden forest, transforming as I went.