One Dance (Severus Snape x Student Reader)

Dance

The Yule ball is tonight and you have no one to go with. Well, that's a lie. You have a few of your friends, but they're going with dates. Sadly, you don't have one. It's not that no one asked you. No, a few people already have, but for some reason, you rejected them. In your mind, you are convinced it is because you are too proud of yourself, you don't need a date. Yet in reality, there's only one person you want to go to the ball with. The head of your house, professor Severus Snape. You knew you weren't able to ask him, so you might as well just go alone.

In recent weeks, something in you decided to have a small crush for the monotone professor. It confused you. After all this time, you develop a thing for a man who shows no emotion. It's not a small thing either. Everytime you are near him, your heart thumps. You avoid eye contact with him. For any other student, they do these things because they're terrified of him. Not for you though, you liked him. You even go as far as getting detention with him. Although nothing happens, it's just a decent experience just to be near him. If only he knew your true feelings.

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You sat in your dorm debating if you actually wanted to go to the dance. Honestly, you don't want to. But to have the chance to be dolled up in front of Snape made you smile.

"Come on, at least ask someone out to the dance." your friend says next to you.

You look up at her trying to be interested in what she is saying, instead of focusing on Snape.

"No way" You shook your head. "I'm not much of a dancer anyways. I wouldn't want to have a date just to have them stand next to me the whole time." You say.

"Well. I bet professor Snape isn't going with one" she says with a smile.

You gasp, looking over at her. She gives you a cheeky smile. With a smile, you slap her on the shoulder. "I shouldn't have told you about him!" you exclaim.

"I'm serious! It's not bad for a student to have a dance with the head of their house." She pauses, thinking about what she just said. "You know, yeah...It is a bit weird." she confesses.

You just roll your eyes and get up from the bed. And stretch. "You know, I didn't even pick out my dress yet....I actually wanted to match with Snape...As creepy as it sounds.." You say with a nervous laugh.

"So...all black? That's not exactly this year's theme."

"Well, that was my original idea, but i want to stand out in the crowd. Well, enough just to catch his eye, yknow" you explain.

In the end, your friend had a vague idea as to what you had in mind. So you and her wen into town to look for what you wanted.

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You were late! Oh, so late! You had difficulties with the zipper of your dress. You probably would have been on time, but none of your dorm mates were near. So you spent the majority of your time trying to get the zipper up.

In the end, you just ended up with a zipper that was half way zipped. Luckily, you do have a scarf that goes in the back.

Quickly, you wrapped the scarf around you and quickly went to the great hall. On the way there, you hoped you would have seen Snape, but you're pretty sure he's already there. As a professor they have to be there on time.

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You sigh in relief when you realize you're not that late. The dance is only beginning. You wonder if any of your friends are dancing. You look over and sure enough, they are. Hands on shoulder and hands on waist. After seeing such contact, you actually wish you brought a date.

Then, you thought of Snape. If only he could hold you like that.

You look around to find the tall and dark figure, but with the large crowd it is a bit hard. Luckily, after swerving a few other students, you find him. He stood alone, keeping an eye on the students. He's wearing his usual attire, nothing surprising there. It may be his usual uniform, but for some reason, he looks so good at this very moment.