"Show me." Snape said and pulled his cloak closed.
"I would have to-" I started to say and he stepped closer to me.
"Show me." He said again for the third time.
I started to remove my clothes. I looked at him and I felt ashamed. I mean there is a lot that I have hidden. It is not just self-inflicted wounds. I stripped down to just my bra and underwear. I grabbed my wand but he held his hand up to stop me. He removed his wand and said a spell that removed any charms I had on my body that hid any and all markings.
His mouth parted and I heard a gasp escape his lips.
"What the hell happened to you?" He asked.
"A lot okay. I have been through hell. It doesn't matter. I am here now. I am not getting hurt anymore." I said.
"Except you are hurting yourself." He said.
"Well, there is that." I said and looked down.
"Give it to me." He said.
"What?" I asked.
"Give me the blade." He said. I slowly walked over to the end table. I opened the drawer and grabbed the blade. I looked at him and handed him the blade.
"Do not do it again." He said and put it in his cloak. He stepped closer to me and traced the marking on my arms on my arms.
"Tell me what happened to you." He said in a hushed voice.
"It's a long story." I said.
"I have time." He said.
"I don't want to talk about it." I said. He sat on my bed and pulled me onto it with him. I am still in just my bra and underwear so this felt a bit too much.
"Tell me about it." He said. He pulled me into him and held onto me.
"My aunt, she did a lot of things to relieve her anger and I was the one that had to deal with it." I said.
"I will see to it myself that something happens to that miserable person." Snape said.
"It does not matter." I said. I looked up at him and that's when I noticed he was staring at me. He is incredibly handsome. I don't understand why he is alone.
"My name is Severus." He said. Why is he telling me his name?
"I want you to say the right name when I do this." He said and then leaned forward and pressed his lips onto mine. My eyes widened momentarily before they closed. Holy fuck. My eyes clouded over and I could see a forest. My happy place. I saw a deer and it was running alongside a flying butterfly. I started to kiss him back and when he opened his mouth a little bit I slid my tongue into his mouth. I felt him moan into the kiss and I could no longer control myself. I wanted this. I already did the work for this. I took my clothes off already. I leaned further into him. His hand snaked its way into my hair and he pressed his lips further into mine. His lips even though they appeared chapped were smooth against mine. He pulled my hair slightly and I moaned into his mouth. Fuck that felt good. I went to push him to lay down but he pulled away from me breaking the kiss and then standing up.
"We can't do this. I need to go." He said and turned away from me and left the room. What just happened? I felt his kiss linger against my lips and I laid down on my back and groaned. Why is he tormenting me like this? I want him. I want him so bad. The kiss was amazing. I am not always able to get into my happy place and it's like he just sent me there. The deer and the butterflies. It was perfect. Please, I just want the happy place to come back. I need him to kiss me again. I need peace. His room is just across the hall. I got up from the bed and walked over to my closet. I pulled out a sweatshirt that Lucius gifted me and made my way across the hall and knocked on his door. The door opened but, I did not see him. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.
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American Amongst the Brits (Harry Potter)
FanficHey everyone. This is a fanfiction with a lot of details and a backstory. If it is not your thing then I am sorry. This is more than just a smut. It will have fluff, angst, heartache, heartbreak, mentions of mental health. The character is going t...