The Healer // Severus Snape Love Story

14

"So you guys excited for the holidays?" I ask my two Ravenclaw companions as we walk down the corridor after a very filling supper.

"Sorta." Jess scrunches her nose. "My family and I are spending the break with my grandparents in France.. it'll be mediocre"

"Speak for yourself!" Xavier chimes in. "Christmas is my absolute favourite! And this year me and my family are taking a trip to the Cayman Islands." I smile watching him hop on his toes, evidently excited about his upcoming tropical vacation.

"What about you?" He turns to me.

"Well I'll be staying here for Christmas but nevertheless I'm still excited." I smile. I never really had family to spend holidays with. Just Albus. I'm okay with it though and grateful for his efforts in making me happy. This year I'll at least be around the other staff and students who don't go home for Christmas.

"Reselda my darling!!" A voice echos from behind us. Xavier and Jess turn to each other as their eyes widen. I stop dead in my tracks as my mind recognizes the voice.

"We gotta go study. Bye!" My friends quickly blurt out as they giggle before running away from me, ultimately avoiding Professor arrogant.

"No guys-don't leave me with-aww" they run around the corner giggling madly as they know full well Lockhart annoys the shit out of me.

Lockhart catches up to me and grabs my hand gently, kissing the top lightly. I smile at him withholding a visible cringe. He proceeds to walk me to my room all while telling me some story about a grand adventure and him defeating some sort of magical beast, which he makes sure to remind me is in his books as well. I resist the urge to roll my eyes the entire way down the hall or possibly fake having a heart attack just to get away from him. His words go in one of my ears and right out the other as I can't help but focus on the impending fear of him trying to kiss me like he intended to the night Mrs. Norris was petrified.

My stomach flips at the thought of that night, thinking about being crammed in the broom closet with Severus all while hiding from Lockhart. I bite my lip thinking about the dark haired wizards mysterious eyes, boring into mine.. his soft breath against my skin.. the thought of him sends my emotions into a frenzy. I shake my head and pick up my pace as we near my private chambers.

Luckily, we make it to my room and Lockhart bids me farewell while kissing my hand again. Phew. No kiss on the lips at least. I enter my room and let out a heavy breath of relief.

I smile at the little owl preening his feathers on the window sill. I decide to cuddle into my bed and read for the rest of the night. After stripping down and slipping into my night gown I lay down and read for a couple hours. My eyes become heavy and I find myself pulled into a deep sleep.

"Hello." A calm, smooth voice echos in the dark.

A the fog appears around my feet and the boy, Tom, is once again gracing my dream with his eerie presence.

"What is it you want with me..?" I insist, frustrated by the persistence of these confusing dreams.

Tom walks forward and begins circling around me ever so carefully taking in every part of my body with his cold eyes.

"You posses an interesting power, my dear, something you do not even fully understand yourself.." he continues around where I stand, suddenly stopping in front of me, inches from my face. I hold my breath as a hand reaches to my cheek causing me to tense at his touch. The sensation is cold, almost mist like against my skin. He brushes his thumb across my bottom lip gently as I stand still, mortified.  "Your something powerful.. and power is precisely what I desire.."