Set during the Goblet of Fire, we follow the TRUE hero of the Harry Potter series - Severus Snape. Severus meets a healer from the Beauxbatons who came to aid Madam Poppy Pomfrey during the tournament. It is lust at first sight but will Severus ever...
Author's Note: Just a friendly reminder that I do not own any of the portions of this story that came from the books. Those belong to JK Rolling.
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Severus caught up with a soaked Olivia under the shelter of the castle. He ran his hand through his hair to get it out of his face, scowling at the idea of being drenched as well as being disappointed their kiss didn't happen. The moment was gone now, and thank fuck too. He didn't go around snogging women he'd just met!
Olivia gathered his cloak around her tighter, trying to keep warm. She smiled beautifully at Severus.
He looked good wet.
She took out her wand to cast a drying and warming charm on both of them. "Thanks for the walk, Severus. It was really nice, especially the end bit." She nibbled on her lower lip as she fantasized about that almost kiss. She placed her hands on his chest, teasingly rubbing them up and down against his core as she manipulated him to step backwards and become pinned against the wall. The appendage in his trousers seemed to have awakened... yet again... at her touch. His eyes frantically darted from side to side, making sure no one had witnessed his vulnerability.
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Clearing his throat, he gently removed her hands from his person. "Ahem. R-right. Shall I take you to meet Poppy now?" He cocked his left eyebrow with his question, hoping his intimidating gaze counteracted his flustered stutter. Olivia snorted. She enjoyed flustering the man. She was also amused that he called McGonagall and Pomfrey by their first names, but wouldn't allow himself to say "Olivia".
"Of course! I'm quite excited, lead the way, Professor," She enunciated his title, letting him know she understood his need to be treated professionally within the castle.
"Right. Well, the first floor has the hospital wing, just on the other side of the Great Hall. Should you need anything and Poppy isn't available, Minnie's office is just through the entrance hall over there," Severus pointed out.
"And what if I need you?"
"Ah. Well, I'm in the dungeons, Miss Wright, I'm afraid I wouldn't be much help. Although, I do see to most of the nightly patrols should trouble occur."
Olivia would have to remember that fact. "Do I get a tour of the rest of the castle? After I meet Poppy?"
"Perhaps. Though it will likely be time for dinner at that point... and then the nail biting name drawing for our dear champions," Severus remarked sarcastically. Olivia snickered. They started to walk through the great hall on their way to the hospital wing, seemingly in no rush, so they could enjoy more time together. She wished he'd hold her hand again.
"You don't seem to care much, do you? About the tournament, I mean."
"Not particularly, no. As long as the winner isn't a bloody Gryffindor," he rolled his eyes as she bit her lip to hide yet another laugh.
