He had always been alone but it had never been as painful as now.
In such a short time he had gotten used to sharing his existence with the least expected being.
She covered every corner of his soul just by accepting him as He was. With her he doesn't need to pretend, it was him, in the flesh, it was him, in all his expression.
The first night of her absence he hardly slept.He couldn't stop thinking about how she would find herself. He knew the Weasleys and he knew them to be good and honest people, he knew full well that she would take good care of her.
He not only had longing for her absence, he also had regrets for how He had reacted to the comment about her ring. He was not at all diplomatic when he responded, he had become nervous and for something that deep down he also wanted.
What would the chestnut dress in her wedding dress look like?...Stunning and gorgeous as always.
She, this woman, was completely driving him crazy, to such an extent that this kind of thing was already happening to him.
Tonight was Christmas dinner and he had decided not to show up but after almost two hours of giving him a speech McGonahall stressed the importance of celebrating with friends and even more so after the events that took place a year ago, She managed to convince him.
After all, it would do him good to entertain himself for a while to stop thinking so much about her.
This time he decided that He would not dress as usual, maybe it would be time to try another look.
He goes through his wardrobe very thoroughly choosing the right outfit for him. Although the colors of his clothes did not vary much from dark colors, one suit in particular caught his eye.
A suit consisting of a wide-lapel jacket with light gray pants seemed like the right choice.
He would wear a white shirt inside the jacket, without a tie and would close his wardrobe with elegant black shoes.
Once he had bathed and dressed, giving himself one last look in the mirror, he felt that wearing his hair in a low ponytail was also a very good idea.
For the first time in his life he feels pleased with himself, and he regrets that she wasn't there to see how good he looked.
He smirks and steels himself to go to the dining room. He would try to endure at least an hour all this hubbub.
When he gets there, almost everyone is there, and they all turn to look at him, a situation that makes him uncomfortable but very arrogant, he continues walking towards the long teachers' table.
The director looks at him with a gesture of satisfaction and surprise. She was really glad he was joining them and seeing how different He looked tonight made her think that Severus was finally starting to change his attitude and maybe open up more to people.
He takes one of the glasses that lie on a tray and takes a sip to appease even a little the nerves that screamed for him to run out of there and take refuge in his much-loved dungeons.
Out of the corner of his eye he sees McGonahall approaching him, so running away was no longer valid.
_"Severus...I'm glad to see that you decided join us...I'm so glad you did...and let me also tell you that you look very handsome tonight!..."_
Snape blushes and if he wasn't sure he had known the headmistress for so many years, he would think she was flirting with him.
The evening passed very slowly for his taste. After McGonahall's ceremonial speech, the banquet followed, for a while later the dance began.
He spent the time mostly in silence and ignoring the others, especially the female colleagues who came up to praise his resounding change in appearance and when they hinted at the idea of wanting to be his dance partner, he knew how to keep them going. remote and hopeless.
The only one he would dance until his feet ached with would be his beloved brunette. Would she like to see him dressed like that?...Would She believe like the other women that he looked handsome?...
From thinking about her over and over again, he remembers that he promised her a gift from her when he returned and since he still hadn't bought her anything special, suddenly he had a revelation from her. He would give her what he had never given anyone.
They had shared many nights together, some loving each other and others chatting but never a romantic night, with a delicious dinner by candlelight and as a finishing touch, a dance. That would certainly be a perfect gift for her.
What woman in the world would not like to be received like this? She did not show herself to be a hopeless romantic but a gesture like that would surely melt her and make her feel unique and it would also be a nice memory of what they shared together.
While everyone or almost everyone dances, he moves to the table on one side of the dance floor to help himself to a bite of one of the many sweet dishes that are offered there. He picks up a small plate and settles on a blueberry tart with cream that looks really appetizing.
He was enjoying every piece of the delicious cake until his crazy co-worker, Sybill trewlaney interrupts him.
_"The wonders that love does... don't you think so, Severus?..."_
_ "What the hell are you talking about, woman? .." _ he almost choked on a piece of cake when he heard her say that.
_"Oh!...My dear Severus...your change...is the product of love...I saw it...and I also saw...your family...." _She seems in a trance but looks directly into his eyes.
_ "My family?... my only family was my mother... and she's already dead... you're delirious... as always" _ his patience was exhausted and he feels that it's time to get out of there.
_ "The half-breed prince will be happy... life will smile at him at the end of the day... being loved... and his blood will flow in the most innocent of creatures..." _Sybill recites each word with her eyes wide closed, while Snape feels disoriented.
Clearly this woman was deranged. If it was one of her silly prophecies, there were already signs that they were never fulfilled and he begins to get more and more annoyed.
Leave the plate on the table and without objecting to anything, not even saying goodbye toand absolutely no one, because He know He had enough of this theater, goes to the one place he should never have left, leaving a very confused Trewlaney.
He slams the door hard as he enters his chamber. He can't help but relive every word said by the divination teacher, the term half-blood prince he's sure only Potter knew about, and maybe Hermione as well but the others didn't. He never talked about it with anyone. And Trewlaney clearly associated it with him. . But perhaps the worst thing was not that, but that I speak of a family. His family of him. He was lonely. He had no one. And if he meant a future, she was wrong.
He wasn't worthy of having one.
At least with the woman he loved now, and he didn't think he'd do it again after her either.
This time it was final.
He takes off item by item Muggle-style just to try to convince himself that what he just heard was a bunch of bullshit.
And when he is only covered by his black boxers, he throws himself into bed praying that sleep will catch up with him soon. Without a doubt, this week would be very long without her.
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"FASCINATING THE BAT" (+18) *Severus Snape.
Fanfiction🦇The famous potionist Severus Snape survives the war and when he resumes his old teaching position at Howgarts he not only receives recognition and redemption but also wins two admirers who, after a visit by him to the female toilets, will make the...
