The Ambush
Challenge Eight: An Evening With Severus Snape
Title: The Ambush
Author: seaislewitch
Main wizard: Severus Snape
Characters: Aurora Sinistra, Pansy Parkinson/Draco Malfoy
Rating/Warnings: G/PG
Genre: Romance
Word count: Exactly 500
Prompt: The plan was simple.
"You aren't really going to do it, are you?"
I open my mouth to speak, but Draco holds up his hand.
"No, don't answer that. I'll be better off not knowing."
~ * ~
The plan was simple: ambush Snape and kiss him once on the lips.
Pavarti and the other Prefects foolishly think the seventh-year dare will repulse me and cause trouble with Draco. They underestimate me -- and him.
Outside Snape's new office, I lean against the cool stone wall, waiting. He'll come soon to pack for the summer holiday.
~ * ~
"It's late. You've been here long enough. Come back to the Common Room with me."
"I shan't be remembered as the Slytherin Head Girl who failed."
"Although it's binding, there's no time limit. You have forever, literally."
"I want this settled before we leave in the morning."
"Pansy, he's not going to let it happen. Besides, he knows you're mine."
"He hasn't confessed that he secretly fancies me? Not even during the final battle?"
Draco laughs, shaking his head. "I'll be waiting -- impatiently."
He's certainly matured. War does that.
~ * ~
I hear movement in the office. He must have entered using the Floo!
I carefully try the door, and it opens. The sight I see is quite unexpected! Professor Sinistra is brushing Professor Snape's hair! Draco is not going to believe this! I suppress my giggles, although I can't help but wonder if he's washed it.
As I watch, Snape takes her hand and holds it against his cheek. She sighs and puts the brush down to massage his shoulders. His eyes are closed, and he rocks slightly with the movement. I've never seen him so peaceful.
Professor Sinistra reaches around and unbuttons his shirt. Her hands glide over his chest and stomach, and he smiles. When she kisses his neck, he laughs! Professor Snape is ticklish!
Suddenly, he spins his chair and pulls her into his lap. There is a moment of playfulness and joy, and then they gaze into each other's eyes. I cannot stop staring. They are beautiful together.
He gently moves a stray bit of hair off her face, tucking it behind her ear. She runs her fingers languidly along his jaw line. He tilts his head so she can continue, past his chin to the other side. Finally, he leans forward, and their lips touch.
Who knew Professor Snape was so...sensual? There's no mistaking his attraction and devotion. He cherishes her. Every touch, each glance betrays her adoration and desire for him. It's fantastically romantic.
Soundlessly, I close the door. The dare can wait...forever.
~ * ~
"I never thought I'd say this, but Professor Snape is in love."
"Not with you!"
"No! With Professor Sinistra. I saw them in a private moment; it was...breathtaking."
For once, Draco doesn't smirk; his smile is genuine. "He deserves it."
When Draco gathers me in his arms, I know what it feels like to be treasured.
The war made everyone see what is truly important.
We can't just survive; we must live.
Author's notes: Thanks, irespressogirl, for proofreading.