Elizabeth Kane and the Half-Blood Prince

Chapter 16

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𝕴 𝖜𝖔𝖐𝖊 𝖚𝖕 with a headache. Judging by the look on Severus' face, he had a headache too.

"That was horrible." I muttered, gingerly touching my forehead and noticed my fingers were freezing cold.

"But a great story." Severus muttered, staggering out of bed, "I feel like I have a hangover."

"You've been drunk before?" I asked, momentarily distracted from the pounding headache.

"A few times many years ago." Severus muttered, pulling out a bottle of something and downing half of it.

"Can I have any of that?" I asked, hoping the answer was yes.

"Small dose." Severus said, pouring the liquid into a teacup and handing it over to me.

"You have a tea set?" I asked, taking the cup in amusement before downing the drink. Slowly, the headache started to dissipate, but obviously much slower than Severus' had gone.

"I don't have a 'tea set'. I just have a few cups, alright?" Severus asked grumpily.

I grinned, setting the cup down and getting dressed. "Alright, alright, no reason to get snippy with me!"

Severus groaned, wrenching the curtains closed, the bright light receded from the room.

"What was the story about last night?" I asked curiously. "I remember something about keys but everything else is just a blur."

"Seriously?" Severus asked, his voice laced with surprise.

"Yes. . ." I said slowly, pulling on my pants and then sitting down on the bed to pull on shoes and socks.

"Huh." Severus said. "Well, I remember it in great detail."

"Great!" I said brightly, grabbing my tie off of the chair and looked in the mirror, attempting to tie it properly and getting the knot mixed up. "You can tell me about it after school ends."

"Here." Severus said, turning me around and fixed my tie for me. He pulled the tie up tight, pulling me into a kiss.

"Thanks." I said, grabbing my school bag, dumping out yesterdays books and putting todays in. I hesitated, my Rune book in my hand and asked, "What day is it again?"

Severus looked at the clock like that was supposed to help and said, "Tuesday."

"Oh yes, that's right." I muttered and tossed the Rune book aside and picked up Defense Against the Dark Arts instead.

The week passed and I had almost no time to work on the end of the year drawing because of homework, Quidditch, and Severus, though not necessarily all in that same order.

Saturday afternoon, I went down to Firenze's room. I hadn't been there in a few weeks. I found that our conversations, while enlightening, always depressed me because I wished he could be in the forest instead of here.

"Ah, Elizabeth Kane." Came the familiar greeting, "It's been a while."

"I apologize." I said, sitting down on a rock.

"No need, no need, you've been quite busy, or so the stars have said." Firenze said in that soft, careful, yet commanding tone that he used during class.

"Oh?" I questioned, smiling. "What have the stars said?"

"Something about art, homework, love, Quidditch." Firenze said with a teasing smile. I knew he was just reciting the things of a student's life. "Now come, tell me what's happened in more detail than the stars."