" They Hate Each Other. "
" No, They Don't. Not Really. "
It all started with a young women named Aurora. There comes many courses of events as a Professor and Assistant meet again....
2 humans collide struggling to keep there emotions in tack.
Co...
"Christ! Where's the dam light at?" Aurora grumped as the room around them stood pitch black. The smell of books and cedarwood dissolved in the area. It was annoyingly pleasant.
She could feel Severus grin against her arm. His body slumped against hers as it was too hard to balance on his own two feet.
"Use that stick of yours." His voice muffled against her sweater.
His nose grazed against its soft material.
"I'm going to stick it up yours if you don't hush!"
"That would hurt Pierce." He grimaced, wiping his sweating hands.
He was irritating. Why couldn't he talk to her normally sober? Instead, she argued with a drunk man.
Finally, after several walks back in forth between the walls, she managed to switch on the light. Both adult's eyes blinked rapidly to adjust to the lighting. Aurora managed to have clear orbs first hence the sober cons kicked in. Unlike Severus Snape still hiding between her arms.
She lifted her head to finally seek eyes into his living space. From the dime light, all she could discover were large wooden shelves of books and a coffee table. Nothing too much. Just like hers except for the colors.
Aurora didn't have to drool over his chambers. She needed to get this big man into bed before anyone suspects anything. Why she was doing this?
That was the question that ran through her head constantly today.
Friends? Yes because they were friends.
She separated her sentiments, quickly snapping fingers in his face.
"Where's your room?" Her impatient accent spoke.
He thought for a minute pausing. There were 3 doors. 1 bathroom, 2 bedrooms. He couldn't remember which one was his so he pointed to the closest one.
"That one." His arm pushed out unhurriedly.
"Okay." She hushed back, dragging him as a snail would.
Aurora reached for the door, confused at the small room before she realized.
"Are you daft! That's the bathroom." She harshly huffed. He was out of his mind. How much did he have to drink?
"Shhh." He whispered bringing his fingers almost to her lips before she caught them.
"You shh! Would you like me to call Minerva, mm?"
"No!" He shook his head rapidly.
"That's what I thought, know hurry up and show me your room."
