Severus Snape X Reader ( Never )

Chapter 6

Seeing as tomorrow was only Sunday, you decided to wear comething nice, but appropriate. It was just drinks with a collegue. A collegue that kissed you. A collegue that kissed you and you maybe sort of might want to kiss again.

You pulled out a pair of black dress pants. They were a little loose but they weren't going to fall off anytime soon. Putting on a dark green button down shirt, you went to do Your hair. Brushing out the work day knots, you grabbed you wand and twirled your hair around it. Within minutes, your hair was curled, lips were glossed and you were ready.

You looked at the clock. Ten minutes to spare. Perfect. You gave yourself a once over in the mirror and left for Severus's room. Only when you closed the door did the nervousness really set it. Your hands were sweaty and your chest was pounding.

You knocked on the large oak door.

"Come in."

You poked your head in, Severus was sitting at his desk. His eyes landed on you as the door opened wide. You could see his eyes dance over your choice of attire.

"Evening, Severus." You smiled as you walked to his desk.

"Evening, Y/n." He nodded, glancing at the clock on his desk. " You early."

"Better than not at all" You gave him a smirk.

"It would have been unfortunate, yes." Severus hummed, and stood from his desk.

He opened the door to his personal quarters, "Ladies first."

"Then by all means, Professor, after you." You laughed at your own joke.

"Very funny," Severus held the door open as you walked in.

He motioned for you to sit on the couch as he went to grab glasses. "Whats your preferred poison?"

"Whiskey, thank you." You shifted nervously in your seat as you waited for Severus.

"I want to apologize again, Y/n. You never should have been in that situation." Severus's voice sounded calm, soothing as he spoke.

He glided from behind the couch , handing you a glass. You thanked him before taking a sip, the heat of the alcohol burned your throat as you swallowed.

"It is quite alright, Severus. " You gave him a soft smile.

Severus took a drink from his glass before he sat down next to you on the small couch. His knee rested against yours, neither of you pulling away. You could feel your cheeks redden but you blamed it on the whiskey as you took another sip.

"How are you settling into Hogwarts?" Severus asked, breaking the silence.

"Just fine. Classes are going well." You said, "Although there is this one professor, he was a down right git yesterday." You polished off your glass, eyeing Severus's reaction.

"A git? Is that all?" Severus said, a small smirk played at the corner of his lips as he filled your glass again.

"A git, overbearing, a little rude. But, even with him throwing my authority out the window" You watched as Severus took a large gulp of his drink, "Ive found that he can actually care. And with how he looks, it is hard to stay mad at him."

"Looks?" Severus questioned, his brow raised as he peered down to you.

"Yes. He is very pleasant to look at" Wow. Two glasses of whiskey and your tongues already loose.

"We are still talking about the same person right?" Severus subtly-not-so-subtly pointed at himself.

"You mean we weren't talking about Filius?" You teased, your smile widening. "Of course you, you git."

You could have sworn you heard Severus chuckle. Even the evil dungeon bat had an sense of humour. The two of you sat in the glow of the fire as you drank, talking about classes and upcoming lectures and quizes. It was calm. Peaceful. And much better than sitting in your own room alone.

"Did you mean it?" You blurted out.

"Did I mean what?" Severus said, frowning at the now empty bottle of alcohol on the table.

"The... The "B" word you said last night." You swallowed dowm the think lump that rose in your throat.

"Oh. That." He tapped his fingers on his knee, recalling last nights events. "Let me respond with another queation."

Severus turned toward you, leaning forward. "Do you find me 'Pleasant to look at'?"

"Yes." You breathed, nodding slowly.

"There's your answer then."

You could smell the whisky on his breath as he inched closer. Your heart was beating fast in your chest. You didnt know if the heat your body was filling with was the whiskey or not.

"Severus" Your breathing shaky.

"Yes, Y/n?" Severus' black, onyx like eyes never left yours.

"Our first kiss was under a love potion. Do you want our second to be under alcohol?"

"I suppose not." Severus sat back, resting his head on the back of the sofa.

"I should get going. " You stood up and walked to the door.

"Y/n" Severus' voice was low and hushed as if he feared the walls could hear.

"Yes?" You looked at the slumped figure on the couch.

"Next time, no whisky."

The cold air of the dungeons felt nice on your warm body. You slipped your shoes off as soon as you were in the privacy of your own room. Kicking off you pants and stripping down to nothing but your underwear. You stumbled into your bed, and your head flopped on the pillow. You immediately fell asleep as two words floated through your mind.

Next time.