Hearts are Blind (Severus Snape X OC)

Bathroom Revelations

She could still feel his lips on hers. She could distinctly remember the very smell of his skin and the taste of the tongue that was unmistakably in her mouth, mingling with her own. She'd tasted a hint of something... something that was inexperienced to her own taste buds, but quite familiar to her nose. It was whiskey or... It was bourbon, maybe. She thought it was probably the latter; that was a favorite of her fathers and she'd smelled it many times. She also knew that boldness came with intoxication. Although he hadn't seemed intoxicated, that could be the only reason for his actions. She'd done nothing. Albeit, yes, she'd kissed him, but she made it very clear that it was just that once and she'd only done it because it was tradition. She hadn't meant to start something... had she? But she hadn't meant to kiss him back either. She hadn't meant to let herself be pulled under by his touch or the urgency of his movements. He didn't hold her like he was drunk. He didn't speak to her as if he was lusting after her. He'd sounded genuine the whole time... so why would he suddenly—?

"In deep thought, are you?"

Lucinda was pulled out of her self-torture and looked to the floor where Aurora was lying on her back, wand in hand, levitating a book a few feet above her head.

"How can you expect me not to be?" Lucinda grumbled and leaned back into her pillows. "You saw what happened. This night turned into a nightmare."

"I actually thought it was pretty exciting," the blonde girl smirked smugly, flicking her wand to turn the page of the book. "I never imagined we'd all walk out there and find Tristin and Snape rolling around like a couple of rabid dogs."

"It's not funny, Rorie," Lucinda said seriously, "he almost killed him."

"I really doubt Snape would have killed someone, let alone a student."

"His hands were wrapped around his throat," Lucinda hissed. "Tristin was turning purple! I-I didn't know what to do."

"So you stunned him," Aurora observed thoughtfully. "Although, I don't think Snape's going to be very happy about that when he wakes up."

"I didn't mean to hit him that hard with the spell..." Lucinda said quietly and the color drained from her cheeks. "I was afraid that he'd really kill him. I've never seen him so angry and... I've never seen Tristin that angry, either."

"Well, what do you expect?" Aurora said, suddenly sitting up and the hovering book landed next to her with a hard thump. "He walked in on you kissing another guy!"

"SHH! Shhhh—Rorie, please-please-please be quiet—" Lucinda whispered frantically.

"I'm just saying," Aurora answered with a shrug and leaned back on her hands. "I would have wanted to hit someone, too. What kind of reaction did you expect?"

"I just didn't expect him to be there, at all!" She hissed again.

Aurora scoffed. "Yeah, okay, because that makes it alright. You're mad that you got caught?"

Lucinda put a hand to her forehead and rubbed at the flesh. "That is not it and you know it," she growled. "I told you the whole story. I know I shouldn't have kissed him, but I only meant it as a... as a celebratory action."

"You honestly believe that?" The girl asked lazily.

Lucinda took her hand away and stared at the bedroom door. "No..." she said after a while. "I wanted to kiss him and I wanted the excuse to do it. It was just a quick kiss. I told him that it was only going to happen once." She paused and glanced at her friend on the floor. "It escalated quickly, but I wasn't the one to initiate it. I was content with that one kiss—almost like a farewell of some kind, but... things just escalated so quickly after he kissed me."