Miss Invisible - chapter 6

[snapealina]

Miss Invisible

 

 

a Harry Potter fanfic

Pairing: Severus Snape/OFC
Rating: Mature
Genre: Romance

Summary: After a dream, Amanda, a Gryffindor sixth year, gets a little obsessed with a certain Potions Master. And she'll do anything to have him.

A bit AU with Snape still being the Potions Master.

Disclaimer: I only own Amanda, the rest of the characters belong to JKR!
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Chapter 6

Snape was fuming. It was well past midnight, and he was still pacing restlessly around his office. Where was she? Why hadn’t she come? He had been in his office since after dinner, hoping that she would turn up again. He was determined to find out who she was that evening, but no one came. He flinched at every sound in the corridors, waiting for the familiar knock on the door, but it never came.

He sat down at his desk again, looking at the piles of parchment he ought to have graded, but he couldn’t focus on them at all. He decided to go to bed. She knew where that was, and could find him there if she came. He would be ready for her…

He got undressed and crawled into bed. He was tired, but wasn’t able to fall to sleep. He just laid there, his thoughts on the girl and her touch, her kiss, her whisper, her smell. God, he wished he could see her. Wished he could touch her, kiss her and please her. He hadn’t felt like this in a very long time. Not since Lily…

But it had been different with Lily. He had loved Lily. This was just physical, just lust. Or was it? It had to be! He couldn’t love someone he didn’t know, someone he had never seen? He didn’t know this girl, and for all he knew she could be the most obnoxious thing he had ever met, and really unpleasant to be around outside the bedroom. But on the other hand, she really knew her stuff in there…

Snape felt something happen below his waist. Just the thought of her made him hard. Why wasn’t she there with him tonight? What had happened? Did he scare her away? Or had she got what she came for, and was finished with him?

But who was this girl? She was probably a student, and that really complicated things. He was a teacher, and couldn’t be involved with a student. So maybe it was best that he didn’t know who she was, or things in the classroom would be pretty awkward afterwards. On the other hand, it was almost the end of term, and if this girl was a seventh year, he wouldn’t be her teacher for much longer… But what could he do? He couldn’t perform Legilimency on every seventh year girl in Hogwarts. That would be impossible. He needed more clues on which girl it was.

Before Snape had come to any conclusions on how to manage this, his alarm clock rang, and he jumped up. Had he really been laying here all night thinking about this girl? And she hadn’t even bothered to show up? He hadn’t slept at all, and still he wasn’t anywhere near to finding out anything. This made him really grumpy. He got dressed and went up to breakfast.

His mood hadn’t improved when he started lessons, and the fact that he had to teach the incredibly stupid Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw second years didn’t make matters better. He could swear that this was the most ignorant group of students he had ever taught, and that they actually appeared to know less now, than last week.

Snape put vanishing spells on each of their Potions as they came up to him to hand them in, and several of the small girls started crying as they left the classroom. “Stupid kids,” he thought. “Neither could make a potion to save their lives.”

The next lessons weren’t better, and he wondered why on earth all of his students suddenly seem to have lost any little bit of potion-talent they have had. Today nothing seemed to go right. He packed his things and headed up to the Great Hall for lunch. On his way up to the staff table, he heard some Hufflepuffs whispering and muttering behind his back as he walked past them.

He turned on his heel, and stared right into the eyes of a little brown-haired girl. She looked terrified. “What did you just say, Miss Roberts?” He sneered at her. The little girl gulped. The tears appeared in her eyes, and she couldn’t make a sound. “What was that?” he asked again.

At once a tall boy came and put his arms around the little girl. He stared back at Snape and gave him an angry look. “Don’t you have anything better to do than to bother small and innocent second years?” he asked him. “What seems to be your problem, Mister Roberts?” Snape said. ”Stop bothering my sister! It’s not her fault that you have completely lost it today!” the boy replied bravely. The group around him nodded and started muttering amongst themselves.

Snape felt the anger press from the inside. ”Lost it?” he yelled at the group of terrified looking Hufflepuffs. “What do you mean lost it?” He was furious, and his hand gripped hard around his wand. “Now, now, Severus”, he heard a calm voice behind him and an arm on his shoulder. “Let’s get you some food now, shall we? You look like you need it?” Dumbledore had appeared behind him.

Snape turned and looked puzzled. The entire Great Hall had suddenly fallen completely silent, and every eye was fixed on him. Dumbledore gave him a little push to make him start walking. Snape didn’t protest. Together they walked to the staff table, and Dumbledore whispered to him: “I don’t know what has gotten in to you today, but it has to seize immediately. I can’t have a teacher attacking students without reason, now can I? Snape nodded. “Of course, Headmaster,” he replied. ”It won’t happen again.” He sat down at his seat, wondering what had just happened.

After lunch he went back to the Potions classroom, and started to get things ready for the sixth years. The students came into the room, all of them considering him carefully before they entered. After a while the classroom had filled up with sceptically looking students.

Snape didn’t even look at his class when he said: “Today you are going to work in pairs. Turn your books to page 612. Instructions are on the blackboard.” He tapped the blackboard with his wand, and the instructions came to view.

He then turned to his class, and saw a girl in the front row raise her hand. “Yes, Miss Brown?” he asked. “I’m sorry professor, but Parvati is ill, and I have no one to work with,” she said uncertainly. Snape looked at the classroom, and saw that there was also an empty seat in the back. “Miss Brown, you will apparently be working with the other colourful girl in this class today,” he said irritably. “The seat next to Miss Greene is empty.” Apparently she hadn’t bothered to look for herself. Lavender Brown, rose from her seat, and moved to the back of the class. “Now get to work”, he said.

The Potions Master sat down at his desk, and didn’t look up for several minutes. His mind was on the episode in the Great Hall. How could he have exploded like that in front of everybody? He had to get a grip on himself. He looked at his students working in an uncomfortable silence, and got up and started walking around the classroom.

Even though the class did not make a sound, he noticed that not much had changed in their attempt to make Potions. Longbottom, Potter and Weasley still had no idea what they were doing, while Malfoy, Granger and some other students were as usual in control of the situation. He walked past every desk in the classroom, and as he reached the back of the class he suddenly felt a familiar scent through his nose.