The Professor
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
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4,856
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31
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Chapter 27
Chapter 23
They sat at her small table. Chloe poured tea and Severus sat back watching her every move.
“So, how are you feeling this morning?” She asked him. She had meant it to refer to his over all health. But she looked up and her eyes were met with a smirk on his face.
“Really Chloe. I would think that you would know the answer to that.” he said in mock reproach. Chloe actually felt herself blush.
“I meant your health Severus. If you don’t recall, you have been recovering from some rather serious injuries. Or did last night wash away all of your memories?” She said as sarcastically as she could muster from beneath her blush.
“It did indeed wash away many unpleasant memories.” His voice had grown deeper and husky. Chloe raised her eyes to see his face. So handsome. Much more so after the night they shared. She smiled at him over her tea cup. “I feel good. I think I will take a few more days and then return to teaching. Merlin knows what state of chaos my classroom is in.”
“Yes well, I think you should take as much time as you can Severus. Your body has been through quite an ordeal.” Again Chloe looked at him and caught a sly look growing on his face.
“Indeed it has.” he grunted a laugh into his tea as Chloe rolled her eyes.
“I’ve got to head off to the shower. I have to work for a living.” She threw over her shoulder and laughed at the stream of curse words that followed her.
She had never felt more lighthearted.
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He didn’t know what he had expected when he came here last night. But she surpassed any and all expectations.
Her passion. Her sensuousness drove him mad. In reality, it was the way she allowed him to be himself. Snarky, rude and a complete arse. She took everything he gave her and handed it right back to him. He loved it.
Their night together was nothing short of a miracle. Somehow, someway he had done something right in his lifetime to deserve such a woman in his life.
He played the evenings events like a broken record in his mind. It had been a very long time since he had something pure and good that was all his. He knew she was all his. It went without saying. Her rooms were distinctively different than his own. His dark, drab dungeon rooms clashed in comparison to her bright, cheerful and open chambers. Ironically, he desired to be here than his own rooms that held nothing but bad memories and pain for him. Here…here he was her Severus. A man worthy of her affections.
His mind ran through the images that he had extracted from her mind. For weeks he had come here to drink wine and talk with her. The whole time, she had wanted him and he her. She had come running when he needed her the most. Putting herself through Hell in order to bring him back. How had he gotten so lucky?
Severus placed his tea cup on the table and stared at his plate.
He had just remembered another memory that he saw in her mind.
Potter.
They sat at her small table. Chloe poured tea and Severus sat back watching her every move.
“So, how are you feeling this morning?” She asked him. She had meant it to refer to his over all health. But she looked up and her eyes were met with a smirk on his face.
“Really Chloe. I would think that you would know the answer to that.” he said in mock reproach. Chloe actually felt herself blush.
“I meant your health Severus. If you don’t recall, you have been recovering from some rather serious injuries. Or did last night wash away all of your memories?” She said as sarcastically as she could muster from beneath her blush.
“It did indeed wash away many unpleasant memories.” His voice had grown deeper and husky. Chloe raised her eyes to see his face. So handsome. Much more so after the night they shared. She smiled at him over her tea cup. “I feel good. I think I will take a few more days and then return to teaching. Merlin knows what state of chaos my classroom is in.”
“Yes well, I think you should take as much time as you can Severus. Your body has been through quite an ordeal.” Again Chloe looked at him and caught a sly look growing on his face.
“Indeed it has.” he grunted a laugh into his tea as Chloe rolled her eyes.
“I’ve got to head off to the shower. I have to work for a living.” She threw over her shoulder and laughed at the stream of curse words that followed her.
She had never felt more lighthearted.
*******************************************
He didn’t know what he had expected when he came here last night. But she surpassed any and all expectations.
Her passion. Her sensuousness drove him mad. In reality, it was the way she allowed him to be himself. Snarky, rude and a complete arse. She took everything he gave her and handed it right back to him. He loved it.
Their night together was nothing short of a miracle. Somehow, someway he had done something right in his lifetime to deserve such a woman in his life.
He played the evenings events like a broken record in his mind. It had been a very long time since he had something pure and good that was all his. He knew she was all his. It went without saying. Her rooms were distinctively different than his own. His dark, drab dungeon rooms clashed in comparison to her bright, cheerful and open chambers. Ironically, he desired to be here than his own rooms that held nothing but bad memories and pain for him. Here…here he was her Severus. A man worthy of her affections.
His mind ran through the images that he had extracted from her mind. For weeks he had come here to drink wine and talk with her. The whole time, she had wanted him and he her. She had come running when he needed her the most. Putting herself through Hell in order to bring him back. How had he gotten so lucky?
Severus placed his tea cup on the table and stared at his plate.
He had just remembered another memory that he saw in her mind.
Potter.