Ghosts (repost), Snape/OFC, 21/48
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rmGhosts (repost), Snape/OFC, 21/48
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter PG
Author’s Notes:
If you don’t know what this is, please read this.
Despite a recent tune-up, this was written in 2001 and is not compliant with the current state of the HP universe.
Your feedback and commentary are always welcome, even for a time capsule such as this.
You can find all chapters here.
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kalichan. It features Severus Snape, Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix & Rodolphus Lestrange and Regulus Black and mostly takes place in 1979 – 1981 but has forays both significantly forward and back in time.
Disclaimer: It’s JKR’s world, I just mess about with it.
She walked towards his rooms with a feeling of dread and wondered absently if it was perhaps the work of some ward or charm on these particular halls. Allosia didn't actually think this was the case, but she couldn't help but hope.
Outside his rooms she closed her eyes and let her breath out, trying to convince herself that it would be okay, that they weren't going to fight, that they weren't going to let nosey students dictate the outcome of whatever it was that was or wasn’t going on between them.
He felt familiar to her. And while the other professors were slowly becoming friends, his companionship was a comfort, even if they both found the obvious desire between them uncomfortable and amusing in equal parts. She wondered absently what all this was a function of -- their past, pheromones, magic or machinations beyond them? That it was all equally plausible delighted her; it made them safe, just slightly.
She passed her right hand through the air down the center of her body. Stood a little straighter, chuckled at herself and opened her eyes, only to find him standing there with the door open smiling at her.
She winced.
"Are you going to come in now?"
She smiled and twisted her head. "Point one for Severus," she muttered.
He closed the door behind her with a broad gesture and strode across the room to offer her wine. She tried not to sound too grateful for it or to sip at it too loudly and obviously.
Snape gestured at what he was beginning to consider her usual chair, and she lounged back in it, trying to appear comfortable and relaxed as she had not on previous visits.
She looked at him to begin, since he had made it clear he was the one with a specific agenda.
"Malfoy knows, as I told you." He paused then and sighed. "I told him I was taking advantage of the fact that we knew each other as students to gain your trust, to spy on you, the implication being of course, for Voldemort. I made it rather abundantly clear how critical his silence was on this matter, and I believe I've secured that silence."
"Couldn't you have come up with something else?" She asked, sounding vaguely queasy. Even if he could have, she sort of doubted he would have.
"Not as plausible, no."
"Well, that much is true.”
Snape raised his eyebrows at this. "Do tell."
"Apparently Harry had been convinced it was Ron Weasley pulling a prank, until the Granger girl corrected him."
"Corrected him how?"
"You don't want to know, but she does know it was us, and seems to find it not terribly scandalous, although," she paused trying to remember the phrasing, "a positive development."
"Where did you get all of this?"
"Neville Longbottom," she answered smugly.
Severus looked at her incredulously.
"I threatened him. Politely. The trick with him is not to yell. I told him it would all be much less scary if he just told me what he knew about the situation, since the pranksters really do need to be ascertained. Plus, I think being female helped."
"Where did you develop this skill?"
"I'm an auror, Severus," she stated as if he were missing the obvious.
"Do you do a lot of interrogations?" he asked, not really trying to suppress his amusement or the fact that for him, this was what passed as flirting.
Allosia nodded, smiled and licked her lips.
"Point two to Allosia, clearly."
That sat quietly for a while, until Allosia asked, "What else?"
"Hrmmm?" Severus had clearly been lost in thought.
"I was under the impression that your agenda was," she paused for emphasis, "more significant."
"Isn't it always?"
He sounded weary, and she shrugged.
Looking for the still unknown path that Severus was clearly counting on her to see, she stood up and wandered over to his desk where he had books and scrolls piled high. She pursed her lips, read what she could upside down, and then asked, "What's the paper on?"
"Time released potions."
She looked at him in confusion, "but that's common."
He smiled then, stood up, and joined her by the desk. He grabbed at a few of his notebooks and turned them around so she could look. "Not if you're talking about multiple effects. Task one for an hour, as the potion wears off and the body chemistry changes, latent properties are activated in the potion and the next event takes place. Potential uses include complex medical situations,"
"And complex military situations," Allosia said, suddenly comprehending.
Severus smiled down at her, but she didn't see it, until she turned away from the desk to face him. He was dangerously close to her, his left hand still lightly resting on one of the desk's open notebooks. Allosia met his eyes and waited, willing herself not to break eye contact. She was short, and a small thing, but that didn’t mean she had to be a weak and blushing small thing on top of it all.
"Would you let me test them out on you, the way I used to?" he asked very quietly and full of menace.
Allosia let out a small nervous noise, too short to be called a laugh, but she still didn't break eye contact, and she didn't say no.
"You astound me," Severus said, bringing his hands up to gently cup her face. He leaned down and kissed her, more as if he was holding a goblet than a woman.
"You should be careful," she said, his face still very close to hers.
"Of what?"
"You hold a woman's face like this and she might get the impression you're in love with her,” she replied as she struggled not to smile at his expense.
If he panicked, she wanted to be damn sure it was all her fault.
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter PG
Author’s Notes:
kalichan. It features Severus Snape, Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix & Rodolphus Lestrange and Regulus Black and mostly takes place in 1979 – 1981 but has forays both significantly forward and back in time. Disclaimer: It’s JKR’s world, I just mess about with it.
She walked towards his rooms with a feeling of dread and wondered absently if it was perhaps the work of some ward or charm on these particular halls. Allosia didn't actually think this was the case, but she couldn't help but hope.
Outside his rooms she closed her eyes and let her breath out, trying to convince herself that it would be okay, that they weren't going to fight, that they weren't going to let nosey students dictate the outcome of whatever it was that was or wasn’t going on between them.
He felt familiar to her. And while the other professors were slowly becoming friends, his companionship was a comfort, even if they both found the obvious desire between them uncomfortable and amusing in equal parts. She wondered absently what all this was a function of -- their past, pheromones, magic or machinations beyond them? That it was all equally plausible delighted her; it made them safe, just slightly.
She passed her right hand through the air down the center of her body. Stood a little straighter, chuckled at herself and opened her eyes, only to find him standing there with the door open smiling at her.
She winced.
"Are you going to come in now?"
She smiled and twisted her head. "Point one for Severus," she muttered.
He closed the door behind her with a broad gesture and strode across the room to offer her wine. She tried not to sound too grateful for it or to sip at it too loudly and obviously.
Snape gestured at what he was beginning to consider her usual chair, and she lounged back in it, trying to appear comfortable and relaxed as she had not on previous visits.
She looked at him to begin, since he had made it clear he was the one with a specific agenda.
"Malfoy knows, as I told you." He paused then and sighed. "I told him I was taking advantage of the fact that we knew each other as students to gain your trust, to spy on you, the implication being of course, for Voldemort. I made it rather abundantly clear how critical his silence was on this matter, and I believe I've secured that silence."
"Couldn't you have come up with something else?" She asked, sounding vaguely queasy. Even if he could have, she sort of doubted he would have.
"Not as plausible, no."
"Well, that much is true.”
Snape raised his eyebrows at this. "Do tell."
"Apparently Harry had been convinced it was Ron Weasley pulling a prank, until the Granger girl corrected him."
"Corrected him how?"
"You don't want to know, but she does know it was us, and seems to find it not terribly scandalous, although," she paused trying to remember the phrasing, "a positive development."
"Where did you get all of this?"
"Neville Longbottom," she answered smugly.
Severus looked at her incredulously.
"I threatened him. Politely. The trick with him is not to yell. I told him it would all be much less scary if he just told me what he knew about the situation, since the pranksters really do need to be ascertained. Plus, I think being female helped."
"Where did you develop this skill?"
"I'm an auror, Severus," she stated as if he were missing the obvious.
"Do you do a lot of interrogations?" he asked, not really trying to suppress his amusement or the fact that for him, this was what passed as flirting.
Allosia nodded, smiled and licked her lips.
"Point two to Allosia, clearly."
That sat quietly for a while, until Allosia asked, "What else?"
"Hrmmm?" Severus had clearly been lost in thought.
"I was under the impression that your agenda was," she paused for emphasis, "more significant."
"Isn't it always?"
He sounded weary, and she shrugged.
Looking for the still unknown path that Severus was clearly counting on her to see, she stood up and wandered over to his desk where he had books and scrolls piled high. She pursed her lips, read what she could upside down, and then asked, "What's the paper on?"
"Time released potions."
She looked at him in confusion, "but that's common."
He smiled then, stood up, and joined her by the desk. He grabbed at a few of his notebooks and turned them around so she could look. "Not if you're talking about multiple effects. Task one for an hour, as the potion wears off and the body chemistry changes, latent properties are activated in the potion and the next event takes place. Potential uses include complex medical situations,"
"And complex military situations," Allosia said, suddenly comprehending.
Severus smiled down at her, but she didn't see it, until she turned away from the desk to face him. He was dangerously close to her, his left hand still lightly resting on one of the desk's open notebooks. Allosia met his eyes and waited, willing herself not to break eye contact. She was short, and a small thing, but that didn’t mean she had to be a weak and blushing small thing on top of it all.
"Would you let me test them out on you, the way I used to?" he asked very quietly and full of menace.
Allosia let out a small nervous noise, too short to be called a laugh, but she still didn't break eye contact, and she didn't say no.
"You astound me," Severus said, bringing his hands up to gently cup her face. He leaned down and kissed her, more as if he was holding a goblet than a woman.
"You should be careful," she said, his face still very close to hers.
"Of what?"
"You hold a woman's face like this and she might get the impression you're in love with her,” she replied as she struggled not to smile at his expense.
If he panicked, she wanted to be damn sure it was all her fault.
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