The Healer // Severus Snape Love Story

10

It has been a week since Mrs. Norris was petrified. Filch has been moping throughout the castle and seems extra aggravated as more students seem to be earning themselves a detention or two from him. Although, I still feel terribly sorry for him.

Closing the book I was reading, I place it on my night stand. I feel myself becoming drowsy from the sleeping potion I took before slipping into bed.

"Night Magna" I whisper to the little owl perched in the moonlight on my bed chamber window.

I fall asleep to the soft hoots of Magnas replies to the other owls in the distance.

A thick fog curls around my feet as I look down to the foreground. My head snaps up to the sound of crunching twigs and pine needles. I find myself standing amongst the trees of the dark forbidden forest.

I must be dreaming. Unlike my other dreams something feels different .. I'm not scared this time. Simply just confused.

A human like figure emerges from the dark, abyss like clearing in the trees. A boy, possibly around my age, steps towards me allowing me to see his face framed by shaggy, yet silky dark brown hair.

"Hello love" He smiles sweetly, sickly sweet. I notice he is rather handsome yet I shift uncomfortably at his menacing aura.

"Who-who are you?" I stutter as my uneasiness creeps up my throat.

"My names Tom darling.."

I notice he is wearing Slytherin robes. Is he a student? I question myself. Why am I dreaming about this boy? I furrow my brows, surely I've never seen him before.

"Reselda.." he says my name dreamily, almost to himself. "I like it."

"How do you know my name?.. What do you want?" I simply ask, even more confused.

"Your intriguing you know?" He ignores my question. "I'll have you soon enough."

With that he vanishes into a cloud of fog..

***

I stand amongst the professors at the Gryffindor/Slytherin quidditch match. I can't keep my mind off the dream I had last night as I zone out staring at my shoes. What the hell did it mean? And who is this Tom?

My foot absentmindedly taps the wood of bleachers nervously and repetitively as I rack my mind for answers or clues.

"Will. you. quit. Tapping.." Severus drawls at me slightly annoyed. My foot stops as I look up forgetting he was standing to my right.

"Oh sorry" I giggle as I look down and play with the bracelet on my wrist. Sometimes I enjoy annoying him. He seems to never actually get angry with me. Im beginning to think his coldness and rude remarks are some sort of defence mechanism or front. I mean he is cold and rude but there just seems to be more to him that I've yet to crack.

I hate to admit it to myself, but I've come to realize I have developed certain feelings for the man. A crush, I suppose. Although I'm still rather confused why my heart and mind chose the gruff potions master. It's all very perplexing to me as I've never felt this way before. I just find him so handsome and mysterious as well as find my mind constantly thinking of him. As usual, I push the thoughts away realizing I'm probably smiling like an idiot to myself.

My grin immediately disappears as my mind wonders back to my dream. I let out a shaky breath thinking about the sly, devious smile the boy, Tom I suppose, looked at me with in the dream. My foot begins to tap again, this time much more discreetly.