Severus Snape X Reader ( Never )

Chapter 5

"Good morning, Mr. Littlefinger." You smiled at the young boy as he entered your classroom.

"Whatever" Royce huffed as he plopped himself down at his desk.

"Take your quill and a notebook out pleases and begin writing." You said.

"What am I writing exactly, Professor?" Royce asked, flipping his notebook open.

"Anything, really. You are to write until your detention is over. If you stop writing before then, you will lose house points. thats your punishment. Begin. And no talking." You smirked and began grading the forgotten papers from yesterday.

Thoughts of last night swirled through your head. How Severus had kissed you and the events leading to it. You knew he wasnt in control of himself, thanks to the Amourtentia Potion. That love potion created the single most awkward moment of your life, but gave you the best kiss you think you've ever had. The touch of his lips against yours soft yet passionate. Severus's tongue tasted of tea and vanilla. You remembered how his chest felt beneath your hand as you carefully pushed him away.

You shook your head, Did somebody slip you some Amortentia?

You looked at the clock, ticking away at the wall. Almost two hours had passed since Royce Littlefingers detention. He was writing away in his notebook, slowly. His quill never left the paper except only to be re-dipped in the vial of ink.

You walked over and peered over his shoulder. A fairly crude drawing was scribbled on his paper where words should have been. Two young boys were duelling, one of the boys was being electrified.

"Is that what I asked you to do, Mr. Littlefinger?" you asked

"You did ask me not to stop writing. And drawing is a form of writing." He argued.

You picked up the notebook, admired the imagination of it, then promptly smacked the backside of his head.

"Get out. Go. " you shook your head, " Next time, do as your told. I don't want to waste even another minute of either of our weekend. This one or any other"

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You walked through the halls of the castle, watching as some students rand about the halls chasing their friends, and others enjoying the sunny day, reading or relaxing under trees.

"Professor, L/n" A low voice spoke behind you.

You turned your head to see Severus, his shoulder against yours.

"Afternoon, Professor Snape. How are you feeling today?" You asked, giving him and light push.

"Much better." He said. "Actually, I was wondering if you would let me make it up to you. I don't believe just saying, 'thank you ' was enough."

He gave you soft nudge back as he spoke. "Drinks?"

"Is that a date, Professor?" You teased.

He hummed in response. You thought that after last night, things would be awkward, uncomfortable. You thought the two of you would be avoiding eachother like the plague. You looked up at Severus, his face stoic as always as he peered down at you.

"Hmmm. I suppose thats fine if your buying." You shot him a mischevious smirk.

"Obviously. " He huffed. "Look for my owl." And he walked away.

You would be lying if you said you weren't excited. He was so close to you, and you could have sworn you smelled Vanilla Bean on his robes. You let your mind wander as you mulled it over. Drink. Sounded nice.

After rounding up the rest of the students off the court yard, you made your way to the great hall. Dinner was magnificent as it always was. Roasted pork and Sheppard's Pie, Chicken pot and an assortment of veggies and and leafy greens filled the tables.

The sounds of wings flapping and hooting of owls had you looking at the ceiling, before glancing at Severus, who was already looking at you.  A letter fell infront of you as an dark black owl flew above. You turned it over and opened the envelope, pulling out a black piece of parchment.

8 Sharp. Mine.

No signature.

You smiled a little before sliding the letter back into its envelope. You didnt even have to look and you knew he was burning a whole in the side of your head. You dismissed yourself from Great Hall and went back to your room. It was already Seven O'clock and you wanted to get ready.