Confused (Under Construction)

Wand chase

Ok...want to let you know that this is really short and not as interesting as you might think but I guess you will find one part appealing...Thanks Guys!

Tara

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“Sauté, Sauté,Échappé (ay-shap-PAY), and again,” said Nathan in french jumping up in the air with hands in first position. 

I watched from the door way, as the little girls struggled to do their jumps.

“Very good girls, I will see you next week!” exclaimed Nathan in a happy voice.

“Good bye, Mr.Johnhill!” cooed the girls happily.

“Ah, my little cornish pixie!” he ran over and kissed me on the lips. “You are so beautiful my dear,” he said stroking my cheek.

“Oh Nathan,” I giggled.

He leaned into kiss me again.

“Oops, wrong room,” said Severus looking at us angered.

“What room are you looking for, Severus?” asked Nathan emphasizing his name. 

“I happen to be looking for, Dumbledore,” sneered Snape.

“Goodness no wonder why my little Charline keeps saying you have a rude nature,” sighed Nathan.

Snape’s face began to redden.

“Nathan!” I gasped annoyed.

“Well it’s the truth!” laughed Nathan.

Snape whipped his wand out of his pocket. “You are lucky I don’t kill you,” he said pointing his wand at Nathan’s neck.

“Severus!” I exclaimed pulling his wand out of his hand.

“Give me my damn wand you little witch!” he exclaimed.

“Nope, not happening,” I yelled running out towards the garden.

“Charline!” he screamed catching up to me.

“No!” I yelled running out the garden door and into the maze.

“Charline, I want my wand!” he screamed over the high hedges.

I ran but I knew he saw me.

I tripped and feel awkwardly to the ground. He kneeled down next to me and began to wrestle me for his wand. For a moment he stopped and did exactly what I didn’t want him to do...kiss me. For a moment I could do no more but kiss him back. After a minute I noticed what I was really doing and pushed him away.

“No, Severus, I am not in love with you I am engaged to a polite and loyal man which you are not either of those things,” I got up.

“Oh so I am not the one that just runs off for five damn years after I tell you I still do love you immensely, I always will Charline so if thats not loyal enough for you then fine marry an complete asshole for all I care...but I will always be the one to know you made a mistake, Charline,” he trudged away without his wand. 

“Why do people always have to make me feel bad?” I asked quietly into the air.