CHAPTER ELEVEN: Do you dare?

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I have woke up in very dark room. Almost no light was here. Probably, because of the heavy black curtains. I looked around the room to see just few chests of drawers, one big closet and two doors with a dark green stained glass. I got up on my elbows and the big hangover with a awareness of not being in my chamber hit me. I sighed from the stinging pain in my head. The door has opened and a tall black figure walked in.

"Finally you are awake I see." Husky low voice said and the words echoed very loudly through my head. Snape..

"Yes, yes..but for the love of Merlin, please can you stop speaking so loudly?" I whispered with a dry throat. He laughed and walked to the curtains. In one move he opened them and the grey light of the day burned my eyes. I fell back into the bed and I covered my face with satin duvet. He sat down next to me and dragged the duvet off of my face so he could see me. 

"Someone has really bad hangover huh?" He said quietly so it was less painful for me.

"You could say that." I sighed and massaged my temples. 

"Here I thought you can handle your drink." he chuckled and walked away.

"I can, but unfortunately I'm not immune to hangover." I have rolled over and burried my face into the pillow.

"Here.. drink this. It will make you feel better." I felt the mattres next me bent a bit and his hand stroking my hair. I slowly turned to him and sat down. He handed me weird looking green phial. 

"Are you trying to poison me? It looks disgusting and it smells horribly as well." I wrinkled my nose from the smell. He rolled his eyes.

"It will help you so stop whining and drink it." He demanded. I looked at him and then on the phial. With a sigh I poured it down my throat.  

"Wow.. it even tastes disgusting." I complained from the taste which left in my mouth.

"You are welcome." He looked at me and then down on my body. Smirk formed on his face before he grabbed the phial from me. I looked at me and noticed my clothes..or better said his clothes. I had on a white buttoned shirt. 

"Why am I even here in your chamber professor? In your clothes?" I asked  holding my knees.

"Well after your little dance in the rain you fainted. I couldn't risk something happening to you while you would be alone. So I took you here. As for the clothes, they were soaked so I have put you in dry shirt." Memory of me spinning in the rain came back to me and I giggled at how drunk and embarassing I was. I stood up and noticed I don't even have a bra on. Snape looked at me and immediately knew what I was thinking about. I raised a brow at him.

"Don't look at me this way. I have used spell to change your clothes. I didn't saw anything." he defended himself. I chuckled how nervous and annoyed could he be at the same time.

"Fine.. anyway I will go tak a shower so excuse me." I said walking past him.

"You can use my bathroom. I think it would be a bit inappropriate to walk around the castle only in this shirt and.. underwear." He put his big hand on my back leading me to his bathroom. I thanked him and he left. His bathroom was dark just like his bedroom. It was quite small, but still it was looking good. On the sink he even left a new toothbrush for me and a shower gel and shampoo for women. 

How thoughtful.. 

After the shower the whole bathroom smelt like a lavender. I have brushed my teeth and washed my face. I looked around to find my clothes, but nothing not even the shirt was there. So only in a towel I went to the bedroom. 

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SNAPE'S POV 

"Do you know where any of my clothes are?" I heard from the bedroom door. I looked up from the exams and saw her standing there only in a towel. Her skin was wet and drops of water were falling down her body. Her always wavy hair was now straight from the water laying on her shoulder. She looked so beautiful. Feelings in me were awoken from a long sleep. This girl is a teasing devil and I think she is pretty much aware of that. With a body and face like this no wonder. The clothes she would always choose. Revealing or perfectly tight around her curves. From the day one she was driving every guy at school crazy.

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