Forbidden Spells

A Real Feeling

Fear is a funny thing, you can have a fear of literally anything in the world. I will tell you what though, absolutely nothing had prepared me for the fear that was me being in a dark corridor hiding from the dark lord and all his accomplices, with my Professor whom I was starting to get very serious feelings for. I had no words for how I felt at this moment in time, I feared not for my life but for Snape's. It was HIM they were after.

A thought came across my head, they were after a girl. A girl that could lead them to him... No way that was me. Was it? Why would it be me, I am nothing to Snape. I wished that wasn't true, I feel a strong pull to him like a magnet. Since I have been at Hogwarts the best thing that has happened to me has been him and he doesn't even know it.

Here I am though, literally pushed up against him. I could feel his heart beating. I wondered if he was scared, he didn't seem like he was scared of anything.

"I think the coast is clear" he slowly whispers.

We both clamber out of the tiny corridor and face one another. My hand felt heavier than usual, I look down to see that I was still holding his hand. Or was he holding mine? He looked at me with a look I had never seen on his face before. It was almost... happy. At this moment I wanted nothing more than to protect this man with all I have, they were after him and for whatever reason I was not going to let them get anywhere near him.

"We should go somewhere safer, don't you think" I say, softly.

"That would be the wisest option, but they are looking for me and I can't have you there when they find me" he says, looking at me with kind eyes.

"Who says they are even going to find you, look I know you don't think much of me but I want to stay with you. I want to help" I say, for some reason I went all shy and looked at the floor.

"Why do you think I don't think much of you, Miss Shirley" he asks, in a hushed tone. This was the time to tell him sometimes he is an arrogant ass that has constant mood swings that quite frankly were driving me insane.

"Just an observation really" I say. I had no Idea why I didn't just say what I actually thought and what was on my mind.

"Well your observation was wrong" he muttered under his breath but just enough for me to hear.

"We should go, they might come back" I say, beginning to walk slowly down the corridor. My body flings around and next thing I know I am in Snape's arms. He was hugging me? What was happening right now.

"I think more of you than you know... Dani"

I could feel my face going as red as it possibly could, I snuggle into Snape's shoulder and hug him back. I felt a single tear run down my cheek and I slowly look up into his eyes. He slowly runs his finger under my eye and wipes the tear away.

"Why are you crying, I thought hugs were meant to make people happy, not sad. Am I doing this right" he asks, I look up once again. He wasn't joking by asking me if he was doing this this right.

"Have you never hugged anyone before" I ask, I was genuinely curious. The real question was had anyone ever hugged him before.

I see his smile slowly fade and he loosens his hold on me and turns around with his back facing me. I could see his arm rising to his face. Was he crying?

"Professor"

"Don't call me that. Please" he says with a harsh tone.

"When I asked you that I didn't mean to pry, I'm sorry" I say, I slowly look at the floor. God I am an Idiot.

He turns around and walks back over to me.

"I'm the one that should be sorry. I'm not good with anything thats remotely meaningful, Its a defence mechanism. You see... I have never been given a hug before" he says, looking at me.