Secret Love (A Severus Snape Romance)

Chapter 8: Cutting class

Today I'm feeling overwhelmingly happy. I thought I didn't have a chance with Snape but apparently I do have a chance indeed. I still can't believe we kissed last night though. It was the best kiss I have ever had in my life and I want to do it over and over again.

I decide to skip the first lesson (DADA) so I go to an empty corridor that has large windows. I'm staring at the courtyard and it's raining heavily. I'm reading a book about potions and thinking about Snape who somehow manages to find me right now.

"You shouldn't be cutting class, you idiot!" Snape yells at me. I thought he would be a little nicer after our kiss and everything, but obviously it's just not his style.

"Whatever", I say, smiling. I put my book down and look deep into his dark eyes that look almost purely black.

Snape sighs. "Get to your classroom. Now."

But I'm not doing anything, I'm just sitting still and staring at him with a wide smile on my face.

"Off you go", he repeats.

I approach him until we're as close to each other as we were last night. He's looking at me like I was a stranger.

"What's wrong?" I ask and try to hug him, but he pushes me away.

"I can't do this. We can't do this. It's extremely inappropriate", he replies.

"But last night-"

"Last night never happened", he interrupts me without any tone in his voice. He turns around and walks away as I burst into tears.

"How can you do this to me?" I scream to him but don't get a reply. 

I honestly don't understand what is happening. I know it's inappropriate, but if he really loves me, why would he care about that? And anyways, he kissed me last night! That is not something you just walk away from. He can't leave me like this.

I run to the girls' lavatory, tears streaming down my face. I open the door and see Harry pushing Draco to the wall and kissing him passionately. If the situation was different, I would definitely run away as fast as possible and mind my own business. But right now I can't. I'm too mad and I really need to blow my nose and wash my face, so I do that and don't say anything to them.

"You alright there?" Harry asks when Draco stops kissing him.

After drying my face with a towel I reply: "No, actually I'm not alright." I take a deep breath.

"What's wrong?" Draco asks.

"I'm definitely not supposed to tell you this, but I feel like I don't care anymore", I say, "so whatever. I think I have a crush on Snape."

"No you don't", Harry says suspiciously.

"You're kidding, right?" Draco seems to be in a shock.

"No, I'm not kidding, guys. We kissed last night." I'm blushing like a goddamn tomato.

"Bloody hell!" Harry exclaims.

"I know right? But he's actually sweet when you get to know him. But anyways, today he denies that anything happened. He seems like a total stranger." I'm holding my tears back. I am strong enough to not cry over this anymore.

"I'm sure you'll sort this out with him, Y/N", Draco says emphatically.

He hugs me and I'm already feeling a little bit better.

"I guess I should leave you two here to continue..." I say and wink my eye.

"Fuck off", Draco murmurs and I get out, giggling.