Let Me Hear You

[ Parties and Possessions ]

~ Tuesday ~

I skipped dinner last night, using the excuse that I needed to rest. I have D.A.D.A. first period, so I needed to prepare myself. Entering his class for the first time since allowing him into my mind was like being stupefied. As soon as I stepped foot in the classroom, his eyes met mine. I felt the wind get knocked out of my lungs.

"I see you read my letter. Your walls feel stronger." His voice sent shivers down my spine. "Actually, Professor, I reinforced them prior to receiving your letter." His heart sank when I did not address him by his first name. I wanted him to know that I have not forgiven him, and that I was more than capable of strengthening myself without his help.

~ Wednesday ~

I don't have D.A.D.A. today, but I do have rounds with him tonight. He unfortunately did not pardon me from rounds all week, only on Monday. I stood outside his office, knowing he could feel me, so I didn't bother knocking. The door swung open, and he was still seated at his desk. I waited just outside the threshold; the thought of entering his office sent flashbacks of his betrayal to the forefront of my mind.

"Very well, then." He stood up and walked towards me. "I will not force you to do anything you don't want to do." He towered over me, his hot breath fanning across my face. This was going to be a long night, so I needed to lock the butterflies in my stomach in my drawers, where he couldn't feel them. He clenched his jaw as he felt me block him out.

"I would like my key back, Professor." I puffed out my chest as we walked the halls. "Back to formalities even in private, I see." He smirked. If I were standing in front of him, I would slap that arrogance straight off his face. "Would you like your name back, too?" I couldn't respond. My feelings towards him are so conflicting that it hurts to breathe.

~ Thursday ~

I have a double period of D.A.D.A. today. We are practising nonverbal spells again, so I was quite bored. I am quite adept at nonverbal magic; one of the perks of Legilimency.

I was helping Sabrina Pickett, a fellow Slytherin, with her technique when I felt the familiar chill of his voice ringing in my mind. "I would not normally allow students to help one another in my class, Hazel." He is still using my first name, but I won't roll over so easily. "Come over here and tell me off then, Professor." I quipped, knowing full well he wouldn't.

Though I meant "tell me off" in the literal sense, I felt a heat rise in my stomach that shot straight to my core. It was so quick that I didn't have a chance to hide it, and I know he felt it too. He had been watching over a pair of Ravenclaws when he abruptly turned on his heel, swinging his cape dramatically to cover his front, and returned to his desk. I chuckled, and he sneered.

~ Friday ~

I couldn't think about anything other than tonight's party. I even forgot that I had to endure one last class with Severus, which just so happens to be the last class of the day. I could barely sit still and had an incredibly hard time hiding my grin as I entered his class.

"Happy this afternoon, are we?" Shivers shot down my spine. I need to compose myself if I want tonight to go according to plan. "It is Friday, sir." I smirked. We have a test on the use and benefits of nonverbal spellcasting today. I was waiting for Dumbledore to arrive to cast my mandatory muffliato barrier. "Dumbledore is not available; he asked that I cast the spell." I should have guessed Dumbledore would tell him about that little rule.

Severus waved his wand, and the tests flew out to lay in front of each student. He glanced at me briefly. "Sit still." He instructed, casting muffliato nonverbally, and the whole class faded from my mind. I sighed in relief; it is always a welcome silence. I wasn't sure if I would still be able to hear him. This bond seems to defy the laws of magic. And space, for that matter. "This charm won't work on us." He confirmed. "Noted." I shuddered. Us.