The Ancient Runes Professor
I sat in my favorite seat by the fireplace reading and relaxing after a long day of teaching Ancient Runes. This was one of those days that I wished more students would appreciate the fine art of my topic. My thoughts were interrupted by the door to the teacher's lounge being slammed shut. It could only be one man.
"Hello Severus. Long day?"
"A goblin war would be shorter."
I couldn't help but laugh at his sarcasm. Not many would believe me if I told them that my favorite part of the school day was these little chats at the end of the day with the feared potions master.
"Is there something particularly funny, Mara?"
"Not at all. I just enjoy your cheery nature," I said with a wink. He smirked and sat down in the chair next to mine.
"How was your day of teaching Hogwarts' finest?"
"Not as wonderful as yours, Severus. Did another cauldron get exploded by Neville's boy?
"Yes. How Luna Lovegood agreed to have Longbottom's child I will never understand. The child is more of a disaster in Potions than his father. Longbottoms should stick to Herbology and stay out of my Potion's class."
"That would work well if it wasn't a required class for first years."
"Let's just hope Neville and Luna don't decide to have any more children."
"I hope so. I don't know how much more I will be able to take of exploding cauldrons."
The clock started to chime and I knew our little chat would be coming to an end. It was midnight and tomorrow was a school day.
"I shall escort you back to your chambers, Mara."
He never asked if he could but I understood it was just how he is. We walked together silently towards my chambers. I liked having this time together. It wasn't long before we were standing in front of my door. He normally just said good night and walked off towards the dungeons, but tonight he just stood there staring at me.
"Did you need something, Severus?"
I swore that I heard him whisper "you" but I couldn't be sure because before I could ask him what he had said his lips were pressed against mine and then he was gone. All I could see in the dim light of my wand was the retreating back of Severus Snape. After standing there in shock for several minutes, it dawned on me. Severus Snape just kissed me.