Fighting for love - Severus Snape fanfiction (BOOK TWO of A Magical Muggle)

Chapter 2

First day of school.

Things have changed. A lot. But one thing that never changed was the noises and the rush in the hallways as the first-classes approaches. Due to obvious reasons, the most anxious students were having potions class in the first period. Severus Snape has been Potions Master in Hogwarts since a very young age. In fact, he was the youngest professor having the pleasure to teach in such a glorious school. At the same time, he had forged a reputation amongst students, as they saw him as the boogeyman.

After being known all his doings and everything he had done for the school, he was seen as a war hero. Harry Potter was famous because of who he was and because he killed Voldemort in the end, but without Severus, none of that would be possible.

So, the way students thought of him had changed too and they were anxious, not because of his reputation as a terrifying man, but because they would have the war hero as their teacher.

Ana blinked several times that morning, as she adjusted to the light. Her soft hand roamed the sheets, seeking the love of her life. But it found nothing on the side where he should be lying, so her eyes snapped open to inspect the empty bedroom. 

She raised her body and turned her head around, but there were no signs of Severus. Looking at the clock, she furrowed her brows because it was too early in the morning for him to leave the bed, so she decided to search for him. 

Getting up, she stretched her naked body and grabbed Severus' shirt, laying on the floor. It still had his scent and that made her smile warmly. 

Walking out of the room, she immediately acknowledged his presence and stood at the door gawking at her relaxed boyfriend.

Severus had his hair falling to one side, as his narrowed eyes analyzed his notes for the first class. Ana never saw him that nervous about the classes, it seemed like it was his first time teaching and she knew that was because he was afraid of what the students might think of him or afraid that they stop showing him respect because of everything that happened. Obviously, even though he was proved innocent, with concrete proofs, there are skeptical people and haters everywhere.

"Come to bed," Ana's soft voice interrupted his note's revision.

"Do you miss me already?" He asked, but never took his eyes off the papers.

"All the time," she said, walking behind him to massage his shoulders. "You'll be fine, love. Like you've always been. There's no need to feel nervous about it."

"I am not nervous."

"Since when were you able to lie to me?"

Severus sighed and leaned his head back, against her stomach and looked up. His eyes immediately became darker as he furrowed his brows.

"That's my shirt," he said.

"Yes. It is," Ana replied.

"Do not think you are going to keep it as you did with others I had," Severus said, trying to hide his amused tone. He loved to see Ana using his clothes, it gave him a sense of possession. Not in a possessive-obsessive way, but as a way to fortify the fact that she was truly his, that she was truly in his life and that he was not dreaming.

"And what are you going to do about it?"

The suggestive tone behind her voice made him smirk. He got up from his chair and grabbed her waist, drawing her closer to him. Then, with one hand keeping her in place, the other started unbuttoning the shirt. Licking his lips, Severus kissed Ana in a slow and passionate way, feeling some kind of electricity raising on his core, as he always feels when he feels her touch. His hand finally released her from his shirt but it didn't stop. He needed to feel more of her, so he touched her skin a very gentle way, sending shivers down her spine, and he used both his arms to pull her up to his lap, straddling her legs around his waist.