One Night Stand!

Chapter 2:


The next day, Friday as I recall, I had only one lesson. Herbology. After that class I headed towards the forest, I knew that I could apparate from there to Diagon Alley. I didn\'t miss the lunch I would have had, I was to anxious to eat.

I visited the hairdressers first. I already hated that, yet, I wanted to look at my best for Professor Rose, Isabella. The tiny man, he looked like a damned dwarf or an ugly Goblin, cut off my only vanity, my hair. The result was a head with thick black hair that felt silky. Qiute short, I must say. So, I shouted at the little one and threw the money on the counter. I stepped out and immediately noticed that the some young women, who were walking through Diagon Alley, were looking at me. In a positive way. It made me feel handsome but uncomfortable, so I sneered ar them. They quickly looked the other way. I didn\'t feel like such a big strong man, but more the playground bully. I realized that I had ruined any chance of a liason with either of those two women, and the liklihood that I would meet other witches that age was slim to none. I was depressed. Since when did I become such an introspective fool? I ponder I wonder should I continue with this tale?


Anyway, I walked across the street and stepped inside Nina’s Robes for Men. I looked around and saw dress robes that suited me. They were thick black silk with a straight board and a shirt as white as sheets. I picked a black cloak with a silver strain hanging there just for me and a pair of new black leather shoes.Funny but I still own those items, and wear them occasionally...


Nina, from the shop, waved her wand at my robes and made them the right size. They fitted like a second skin. I recall they cost me a lot of money but I felt the cost was well worth it. After all, if you are going to do something properly, may as well do it in style.


I flew back on my broom, no, I do not recall what type it was! And no, it was not a Firebolt like Potter has! Do not distract me from my tale. I ran to my room and took a bath. I even shaved for the very first time and put on some aftershave. How manly I felt! My stomache getting the better of me, as it was late afternoon, I summoned a house elf to bring me some cucumber sandwiches. I put on my new robes and cloak and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair needed something, some styling, so I took some of my old hairstyling lotions and slicked my hair down. Now I was ready…..


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7:45

“ Merlin.” I said to myself and began to sweat. My stomach twisted again, my late lunch sitting heavily. The churning of my insides nearly relieved me of any sustenance I had been able to consume. I was walking about the dormitory when Mick ‘the’ Bull entered.


“Sev,” that’s how he used to call me. “Who are you taking?” His open curiosity was a shame to Slytherin house, and I would not encourage it. I said he would see soon enough. He frowned and shrugged. He passed me a quick compliment on my robes and left for his date, Caroline Beast. A very mature fifth year from Ravenclaw.


7:50


I couldn’t stand the pressure any more and left early. Feeling slightly foolish, I transfigured an old piece of parchement into bloodred rose for my Rose. I ascended to the common room only to find it deserted. How grateful I was for the reprieve.


There were much more people in the hallways, something I reg regreted. Isabella’s rooms were on the second floor near the DADA classroom. I took a deep breath and knocked at her door with a less than steady hand.


“Just a sec…(uniteligle muttering passed through the door)” I heard her approaching the door. My stomache\'s activities didn\'t slow down, I was grimacing with discomfort as she opened the door. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She looked absolutely stunning, really stunning. I tried to contort the unpleasant look on my face into a smile, and fear that I failed miserably.


Isabella, my DADA teacher, noticing my expression nodded curtly and indicated that I should enter.


“You may come in, you know. You’re here as my date, not my student.” My heart skipped a beat and I couldn’t say a word. You may be aware that I am a man of few words, but to find myself speechless, well, as Dumbledore says, that was saying something. Recovering quickly, I smiled at her, holding out the rose as a offering of peace.


“This is for you.” I said, albeit with less finess than I would have liked.


“Severus, how sweet of you.” She said a blush stealing across her face. Complete silence stretched between us for a moment. Isabella, breaking the silence smiled at me and queried,


“And? How do I look?” turning slowly to show me her gown. It was a dark shade of blue with a low decollete. I noticed her zipper was still open and moved to rectify the situation.


“I was just about to ask you.” she said, blushing even more. With hands that weren\'t exactly steady, I took the zipper and closed it. Her back looked so alluring, it\'s pale skin glowing against the dark material. I stepped away from her, my hand going into my trousers pocket to adjust myself, as unobtrusively as I could. Isabella turned and graced me with her smile. I had never noticed how entrancing it was.


“Thank you, Severus.” She took my hand in hers.


“You’re welcome.” I said now blushing.


“You look very handsome in those silk robes.” I looked down at her and could only give a shy nod of acceptance. I don\'t do well with compliments. She raised her free hand and ran it through my hair, a smile gracing her delicate features.


“I didn’t know there was such a pretty face under that long hair.” She still smiled, but I\'m sure she felt embarrassed saying that to me. My face went redder and redder and I almost exploded inside. My cock hardened again but there was no way she could see it.


“You…you, Gods, you look gorgeous.” I expelled the compliment like someone who had just realized that there was in fact, a santa claus. Or, like a little child who saw a Golden Snitch for the first time. She gave me a soft tap on my arm.


“Man. You’re lying!” she giggled. I could tell she was fishing for further compliments, so I obliged her telling that she looked absolutely stunning.


“No, you do. I would never lie about this sort of things. You really do look breathtaking, professor Rose.” --What a sugary stuff, now that I think back--. She still held my hand and squeezed it gently.


“It’s Isabella, remember?” I nodded and still couldn’t look the other way. We stood like this for a good three minutes, and I was sure my Professor Isabella was about to kiss me when Dumbledore’s (teacher in those days) voice reverberated through the castle. The party had officially started and everybody was more than welcome to join it.


“Well… Isabella, shall we go?” I asked and held out my arm to guide her to the Ball. She took it and we walked towards her door.. My heart was beating in my throat, as well as hers, if the fluttering pulse at the base of her neck was any indication.


We entered the hall outside her chambers. I will never forget the looks on the faces of my fellow students. Most of them Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs. We walked down the stairs and had a lot of fun seeing those silly expressions. I glanced a lot at her and she happened to at at me every now and then too. She kept telling me how well I looked in my new robes.


Things like:


“You must have been working out, that body of yours, look at that torso.” and “Your robes are so soft, I could touch it all night.” She was right about that, there was something seductive about the material, how it molded, and carressed my body.


“Here goes nothing. Are you ready Isabella?” I asked in excitement.


“Yep, I’m ready for one of the best nights in my life.” She answered and pulled me close to her. My heart almost pounded outside my chest and my hormones ran through my shaky body. We entered the Great Hall and saw that almost everybody had arrived.


Suddenly the crowd got silent. All students and teachers looked in silence as we walked the path. I swallowed in slight panic.


“Don’t mind them, Severus. This is our night.” She said under her breath as if afraid that someone would hear her. I understood perfectly and reminded myself that this was my night, our night. She took my hand and we walked to the bar.


“Two Butter Beer, Ronald.” The man behind the bar, professor Ronald Tipper from Astronomy saw us standing and laughed. He definately saw the light side of the whole situation.


“Isabella, Severus. Two Butters, coming up.” He gave us our beers and turned to me.


“You’re a lucky man, Severus. I asked her two times to go with me and I almost begged her to only come with me, to go her own way after. She kept telling me no. So what did you have to do to convince her?”


“Shut it, Ronald or I’ll hex you!” Isabella had her hand under her rim of her gown to pull her wand.


“Okay, okay sorry. Well, have a great time together and uhmmm…don’t drink too much.” He gave a stiff laugh at his own joke and didn’t even know that that this whole situation wasn’t a joke any more. Not to us anyway. So, we laughed too and went for a nice quiet table in the far end of the Hall. Most students and teachers were in their own conversations again. A group of annoying Gryffindors had their heads together and looked around at us one by one before turning to the group again to say something disgusting about one of us. I got really unsure and looked over to Isabella. She saw my worried expression and grabbed my hand.

“Don’t worry, Severus. It’s our night, or do you regret it? I don’t.” I looked at her in astonishment.


“No, not at all. On the contrary, I feel honoured to be with you. Even more after what Tipper just told me.” I lusted after her, and it could be seen in my eyes. She laughed at it and rolled her eyes. We drank our beers and I went back to the bar to get us a cocktail. At that moment Donna and Black entered, followed by James Potter and his Mudblood girlfriend, Lily Evans. My good mood sank to my toes.


I got the cocktails after a dull comment from Tipper and turned to go back to my date when it happened. I bumped into Black.

“Get the hell out of my way, Black!” I sneered and narrowed my eyes.


“Awww, poor Snivellus. You’re just jealous for me having a great GIRLFRIEND!” I started to lose my temper and raised my hand to smack his pretty face. Suddenly Isabella\'s voice was whispering in my ear \"No, don’t do it, keep your cool.\" I looked at Black with contempt on my face.


“So, Snake...Who did you had to pay all your money to come with you tonight?” said a small little prick named Peter Pettigrew. They all laughed at it and one of them had the brass to poke my shoulder hard. I almost dropped my drinks but kept thinking about Isabella, who was waiting for me. Having had enough of their snide remarks, I commented to the one who was most offensive,


\"Piss off, shorty! And for once, mind your own business cause, as far as I can, yo, you’re alone!” With that said I strolled back to my table, my blood boiling in my veins.


Behind me, eight nitwits were laughing and almost dropped theirselves to the floor. Only Donna and Peter were still looking distracted. Peter because what I’d said was true. He was alone, the ugly rat. And Donna, well, I don’t want to come to that point right now.


”Finally,\" commented Isabella, \"My mouth got dry, love.” I pulled myself together the moment I sat down next to her.


“I thought you’d run off.” She said, half seriously. I smiled simply at her.


“Run off, me? Without taking you with me? Never!” I looked at her and had meant every word I said. She blushed.


“I do understand if you want to go now. You won’t get punished, I promise.”


“No, I said I would go and I will sit this one out.” That sounded like a duty and I saw the disappointment in her eyes. She looked away and I saw tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes. What did I say now? With that thought I got up and she lo up, up, shocked. I reached out my hand and tried the suppress a grin.


“May I have this dance?” She must have thought I was leaving her like that.


“Are you sure?” she asked.


“I’m positive. I .. want.. to be with you tonight.\" I answered and took her hand. I guided her to the dance floor and we started dancing as a slow song played softly.


“You could stand a bit closer to me, Sev. It looks a bit funny the way you stand now.” I stood about two feet from her. She pulled my body closer to hers. She must’ve felt my throbbing erection against her tummy, because I felt her grinding against it. My heart skipped a beat, what was she doing here in public?


We just had eyes for each other, the world around us didn”t exist any more. I lowered my face toward hers, wanting to kiss her, but she pulled away just in time.


“Not here. It’s against school regulations, remember?” she said regret tinging her voice. she wanted to be kissed by me very much.


By the end of the fourth slow dance we rejoined reality again. The whole school had been watching us, openmouthed. A little emabarrassed we went back to our table. There was definitely more between us than just having fun.


We talked a bit when Isabella suddenly looked up at the person standing behind me. I turned my head and saw Donna standing right behind me.


“Good evening.” Donna said. “Professor, may I borrow your date for a moment?” I looked back at Isabella and hoped she would say no.


“Sure, but don’t keep him too long. We still have a lot to dance.” Inside I screamed that I didn’t wanted to go with her. What was she playing at anyway? I managed a painful smile to and got to my feet. I bent to Isabella and found her ear.


“I’ll be back as soon as possible. Don’t go anywhere.” I whispered. Donna dragged me to the dance floor, looking disgusted, angry and disappointed all at the same time.


“Do you try to make me feel jealous by taking a teacher to the Ball?” She hissed in my ear.


“It doesn’t concern you who I take and secondly, where’s that drip of yours with his nosy friends?” I tried to stay as calm as possible. I didn’t want to lose my temper again, but she was really working on it to happen.


“They went to the Womping Willow to touch the knot; they had a bit too much coctails!” she sounded annoyed by it. “And as a matter of fact, I don’t care who you are wtonitonight. When I walked in tonight and saw you in your new robes and with that gorgeous haircut, I just wanted to be with you.” And immediately she got closer to me. She urged against my body and I pushed her away. I looked over to Isabella, but she was arguing with the headmaster. I could see by his handgestures that it was about me. That I was there with her and we’d danced much too close. The headmaster left and Isabella looked at me, her face flushed with anger. Donna saw it too and an evil grin spread her face.


Suddenly, while Isabella watched us dance, Donna pulled me in a french kiss, her tongue dancing with mine the familiar dance. My cock, eager sprang to attention.


Isabella saw Donna kissing me but didn’t see me pushing her away. When I looked up again Isabella was gone. I looked at Donna and growled.


“Now look what you’ve done!” I could just strangle her right now. “It’s over, remember! That’s what YOU wanted the other night!” She tried to stop me as I went to leave. I pushed her aside, as I ran after Isabella.


I didn’t saw Isabella in the Entrance Hall.

--Where could she be?-- I thought panicked. In the Greall tll the dance continued, but for me it was over. I had to find Isabella, I just had to. I searched for her everywhere. I recalled the enchanted rose garden, and how she loved it. I ran to it and still didn’t see her.


“Isabella?” No response. I cursed the whole way through the garden. Lots of students were kissing on benches or between bushes.


“Get a room!” I sneered desperate as I was. A few couples fell from their bench in shock. At this point I couldn’t enjoy this as I normally could. Disappointed and angry I walked back to the castle. Suddenly in a flash, someone ran in front of me.


“Isabella, WAIT!” I ran after her. An other couple jumped up.


“Leave me alone!” she said crying and kept running.


“Isabel, you didn’t see the whole scene. I…-“ and I stopped talking. She came to a halt and I stopped beside her. Tears were running down her sheeks.


“I knew this was a mistake. I just shouldn’t have asked you to go with me.” She said gasping for air.


“Isabella, you didn’t see all of it…”


“I saw enough, didn’t I? Please, Severus. Leave me alone… just… leave me.” My heart broke in two at that piont. Then she left….

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I want to thank levans for correcting my stuff.
It would be useless without her.

Linda, thank you!