The Unexspected

Chapter Fifteen



((I’m sorry to everyone that has been waiting- I remember with this one story I used to check at LEAST once a day, maybe twice… and so as I read your reviews (again) tonight… I have decided to type up this next chapter. I’m so glad you all like my story, and I’m sorry it has taken so long!))









Severus woke up the next morning after one of the best nights of sleep he’d had in a very long time. His arms were wrapped around Elizabeth’s waist, and he was lying on his back with her head using his chest as a pillow. One of her tan legs was wrapped around his leg, making them even closer to one another.



He smiled as he opened his eyes, one of the torches was still lit, though it was so dim that the room was in shadow. Snape reached one of his hands up and played with her chestnut hair with a smile.



Elizabeth woke up with a similar expression on her face, she opened her mouth to say something when it fully came back to her. Where she was and who she was with and why she was there- it overwhelmed her that she closed her mouth and turned her head slightly and looked up at her potions professor.



“Morning,” he said with a handsome smile on his face, which almost made him look like a different person in Elizabeth’s mind.



“Morning,” she replied back, some red flushed to her cheeks and she untwisted her leg from his.



“I think you should go and pop in the shower, it will make you feel better. And I’ll get some breakfast ready for when you’re done,”



“Then we can talk?”



“Then we can talk,”



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An hour later Elizabeth came out of the bathroom, her hair still damp, but already looking better. Her skin now clean, the only part of the dungeon that was still on her was the bruise on her eye from Lucius’s cane.



“You look better,”



“Saying I looked like hell before?” she asked with a slightly mocking smile on her face as she sat on the side of the bed.



“Precisely,” he replied as he brought a tray of food over to her. There was no table big enough to hold more then a lamp and a book on it, so he sat on the bed as well and sat the tray in-between them.



“Why are your rooms so small?” asked Elizabeth as she picked up a piece of toast and took a small bite.



“This is the first time since I was twenty that I’ve spent more then a night here. A bed is really all that I need. Usually it was when a meeting lasted to late that I decided to just sleep here, get up the next morning, and go to work.”



Elizabeth nodded, “That makes sense,”



The two of them ate the rest of the food off the tray in silence. Neither of them wanting to ruin breakfast with the only thing on both of their minds.



But after they finished and Snape picked up the tray and placed it in a bin that Elizabeth assumed took it back to the kitchens- there was really nothing left to distract. Severus walked over to the one armchair in the room and sat in it.



“It’s Tuesday,” Elizabeth stated, looking down at her hands which were folded in her lap.



“It is,”



“Today, and then tomorrow, and then I have to… um… I have to see……him,” it was the first time she’s had trouble saying his name.



“That’s true,”



“And, and I can’t be a virgin when I see him- because of the off chance that he does… um…” she closed her eyes, not wanting to think about it.



Snape knew it would come it this eventually. Her virginity. Whenever he thought about it, he tried to convince himself that maybe Voldemort wouldn’t rape her. But he knew he was just fooling himself.



“I’ve been thinking about that, and I mean- you can’t simply leave for the day and find a fellow student to-“



“Yeah, because that would be a good choice even it was possible,” Elizabeth said sarcastically, “go up to a random guy at school and tell him I need to loose my virginity- right then,”



“Please stop with the sarcastic comments Ms. Draven, they do not help at all,” Snape said in his typical teacher voice.



“Sorry sir,”



“As I was saying, as that is not an option, the only way I see is snipping you hymen surgically,”



“No,” she replied before he got the word ‘surgically’ out.



“Look, I realize it’s not ideal, but I see no other—“



And yet again, Elizabeth had the nerve to cut Snape off, without even giving it another thought, “Do you even _realize_ what you are suggesting?!”



“As I said, I know you would rather meet someone- but---“



“NO! You are suggesting that I want my first time to be with Voldemort! Even if HE doesn’t realize it, I will!” Her blue eyes got slightly darker as she looked directly at him.



Snape on the other hand, had not been looking at her before that moment when his eyes locked with hers. Why did that not cross his mind? Not even once? His own first time had been so… unromantic, uncaring. In, done, and out. He was in his 2nd year and the girl was in her 5th and was trying to sleep with all the virgins. But it wasn’t the kind of thing guys cared about like girls did.



“I… I hadn’t thought…” was his only response.



“No… you obviously didn’t,” Elizabeth groaned and laid down, her feet dangling off the edge of the bed, not noticing when tears started to fall from her face because of the hopelessness she was feeling.



Snape groaned not knowing about the tears, “Well, what do you suggest to do? You can’t leave, I can’t bring anyone here. Both of these things have to high a possibility of getting caught. You don’t want the Dark Lord to be the first one, so just removing your hymen is out of the question. We can’t let any of the other death eaters have sex with you- not that you would even want that. What other possibility is there? Me having sex with you? THERE IS NO SOLUTION HERE!”



The room was silent for a time, until Elizabeth sat up- following by her standing slowly and she walked across the room for something to do, tears fell down her eyes once more and she moved her hand up before he could see. He was right, there was no solution- except for one he mentioned, even if he meant it to be sarcastic.



“Would you?”



Snape frowned, the last thing he said was that there was no solution… “Would I- what?”



Elizabeth frowned, thinking he was just being an ass, “Don’t make me ask. Please?”



Snape realized what she meant half way threw her asking him not to make her have to ask. Would he? Is that seriously what she asked him? Would he take the virginity of his eighteen-year out beautiful student? It felt like a prank that Fred and George had set up to try and get him fired.



“Ms. Draven, please think about what you are asking. I’m the evil bat Professor Snape, who puts you in detention for stupid things, who takes points, who tells you can’t make potions, who yells at you-“



“Look, I know it’s not great- but… look, I don’t think you would get fired for it since there is really no other way. Plus, if you don’t tell I won’t, and-“



“It’s not my job I am concerned with,”



“Look, frankly you know I would choose you over Voldemort or his men,”



“Bet you wish I hadn’t found you and Weasley now, huh?”



“No… I actually don’t wish that my ex-boyfriend had raped me,”



Snape sighed, “I simply meant that you would obviously rather someone like Weasley over me,”



“Can we just talk about this, this thing?” not really wanting him to know that she would rather him to Weasley any day. Not now, not so rushed- but the way he had kissed her felt so different compared to other boys that kissed her. But maybe that was the reason, she had only ever kissed _boys_ before, not men.



“I thought we were,”



“No… I kind of wanted to talk about the facts,” she wanted to sit down again, but sitting on the bed felt to weird so she leaned against the wall. If Snape noticed that she was avoiding sitting on the bed- or looking at it for that matter- he said nothing.



“It’s Tuesday,” he said, repeating how she had started the conversation.



“It is,” she said back.



“You have to see the Dark Lord Thursday morning,”



“Y-ye-ss,” she shuttered.



“So, you need to loose your virginity in less then two days,”



Elizabeth nodded, unable to do anything else.



“So how about we try to relax for today, talk- and we’ll deal with all of that tomorrow,” he wanted her calm. He didn’t want to simply say- ‘Okay, you need to loose your virginity, lets fuck right now’.



“Talk about what?”



“Anything you want I suppose,”



Elizabeth nodded and sat on the floor, letting her back slide down the wall and thought about what she wanted to talk about…



“It was her ribbon wasn’t it?”



“Come again?” Severus asked, his eyes flickering over to her, his mind trying to wrap around what she had decided on. He of course had hoped she would- but that she decided it on her own…



“The ribbon you put in my hair during detention, it was your wives,”



“Yes, it belonged to her,” he said, looking at her. He had completely forgotten his mention of Meredith.



“Is she…”



It was his turn to cut her off, “Dead? Yes. She has been for over fifteen years. The day before the Dark Lord fell—the first time.”



“Do you mind talking about her?”



Snape sighed, he had never told anyone the story of Meredith besides Dumbledore, and that was the day she died. He had not revisited his memory since that night. But he supposed it was time to, and he had such a pull to this girl- part of him wanted her to know his past. He also knew that the story would make her forget- if only for a short time, where she was and what she was going to have to do. He found himself knowing that he would do anything to give Elizabeth that moment of peace.



“With you? No, I suppose not. Though I trust you will never speak of this to anyone,”



“Of course,”



Severus Snape leaned back in the leather armchair, looking at Elizabeth sitting on the floor before he closed his eyes. He thought back to the day he first noticed Meredith- retelling his memories to Elizabeth as he revisited them….