The Herbology Assistant

Chapter Fifty Nine

"Try and enjoy yourself," Severus reminded Clarice the following morning as the pair got ready together at 6am.

"How could I possibly enjoy myself while being awake at 6am and slightly hungover from our wedding that happened meer hours ago?" She questioned him.

"I mean, I know you're upset about this, but at least we're getting away from the castle." Severus said while buttoning his black pants and tucking in his white dress shirt. He had left the top buttons undone and Clarice secretly loved when he did this. She thought it made him look devilishly handsome.

Clarice only sighed while trying to put on a pair of black sheer tights.

"Ah bugger..." She muttered when her ring caught a hold of the tights and she made a run go up her thigh. She sighed again and plopped her bottom onto the bed, still in nothing but her bra, panties, and the tights that she hadn't managed to pull up all the way.

"Claire? What's troubling you?" Severus had climbed over top of the bed and kneeled behind her to rub her shoulder and pull her up out of the slump she was currently sitting in.

"Carmarthen is a beautiful place," She said and Severus really didn't understand where she was coming from.

"So you've been there before?" He asked and she nodded.

"A very long time ago. I was little. Grandpa took me there to try and educate me on my heritage." She said.

"Your grandpa?" He questioned never hearing her speak of him unless it was how he hated muggles so much.

"Yeah, he'd always convince me to go with him because he promised we'd go to the bay and then get sweets and lunch. He always kept his promises, but he would go on and on about the landmarks and how Merlin did this and that and how this tree signifies blah blah blah..." She ranted and Severus listened intently.

"Anyways, the castle apparently has something crucial to our fight hidden inside." Clarice stood up and ripped the tights off her legs with a single tug. She threw them in the trash and decided to wear pants instead.

"Do you have an idea on what it is?" Severus asked still sitting on the bed while he watched her pick out a different outfit.

Clarice had pulled out her black slacks and a black turtleneck and quickly threw them on. She tucked her turtleneck into her pants and pulled out her black boots.

"You should wear the white ones." Severus chimed in and her head quickly snapped around.

"Huh?"

"You should wear your white boots instead on the black ones." He said again more specific.

"Are you giving me fashion advice?" She chuckled.

"I'm just giving you my two cents." He waved his hand in the air while standing and slipping on his black shoes. "I assumed you would be wearing your white cloak and the shoes would pair well together is all I'm saying."

Clarice couldn't pick her jaw up as she quickly threw her black boots back in the closet and grabbed the white heeled boots instead. He was right, but she'd never tell him that out loud.

Severus handed her the white cloak while kissing her cheek.

"You look incredible." He said.

"We sorta match." Clarice giggled.

"Is that a bad thing?" He asked her and she quickly shook her head.

"You should add that uhh silver emerald belt you have." He said while grabbing his black cloak Clarice had gifted him two Christmases ago.