Black Eyed Boy

15

Olivia hummed to herself while she was getting ready for the party. She took the time to reflect on what had been happening between herself and Severus while she tended to her hair and makeup. It was taking a bit longer than usual as she struggled to cover up all the hickeys the man left on her.

Clearly, he was trying to make a point, she just wasn't sure what it could be.
She truly enjoyed their time together, sex aside – for the moment.
Severus was funny, he made her laugh. It was an amazing sarcastic-type humor that not everyone picked up on. It made her feel special that she was able to see that side of him.

He was also absolutely brilliant. On the few occasions they brewed together, and on the even fewer occasions she was able to snap herself out of her lewd daydreaming, she got the privilege of watching a man in his element.
It was an art form, really - the way he grabbed his blade, his careful precision when measuring ingredients out, the way he bit his lower lip and furrowed his brow when he was concentrating... and don't even get her started on the way he dressed and carried himself!

The man was walking sex; and when he so much as spoke to her...Olivia shivered at the thought.

She sighed as she reminisced on the more physical aspects of their... relationship? Was that what this was? Or perhaps he just wanted a Christmas fuck? She was a bit disappointed at that idea. She didn't want to move in or get married or anything like that – she was a grown witch and knew Severus Snape of all people wasn't about to fall in love at first sight.

But still... she wanted to see him again and hoped he'd want the same. She was a bit apprehensive about leaving his chambers to go to the party tonight – she feared whatever lust-induced spell he was under would be broken as soon as she left.

With what little resolve she had left, she turned back to getting ready to attend her own school's festivities. Even she had to admit she had been absent from her own school for far too long.

XOX

"And just where do you think you're going all dressed up, laddie?". The slurred speech of Minerva McGonagall echoed throughout the empty all as Severus attempted to slink out the front doors.

"I hardly think that is your concern, Madam."

Minerva scoffed. "Madam? Well aren't you being a right arse tonight? No need to make me feel old."

"I hardly feel like I need to try hard for that. Surely your mirror could contest?"

"Dinnae spraff, laddie".

Severus curled up one side of his lip in a smirk, he really did love teasing Minerva.

"If you must know...I am headed to a... ball."

Severus rolled his eyes in disgust. He hated socializing, especially with the posh vermin likely to be at this event. However, he didn't really have much of a choice.

When the Malfoy family owl dropped off his invitation, he knew better than to refuse. He needed to talk to Lucius about the events that seemed to be transpiring. He just wasn't looking forward to their usual... entertainment.

"A ball?" she gawked. "Well aren't you mister social this year? Two balls in as many days? And just where is the lovely lass I'm sure you will be escorting?" She glanced around, looking for Olivia.

"Why would you assume I would bring a date this evening Minerva? Surely one evening with a witch doesn't imply some sort of binding ceremony?".

He wasn't sure why he felt the need to be so brash about it. His friend was obviously being curious. Still... he didn't want anyone creating any gossip about them. It was bad enough the nosey witch knew they'd been intimate the night before.