Forget about Love

They walked in silence throughout the castle, taking the darker passageways to avoid the sunlight. They stopped in front of Dumbledore’s office.

“Chocolate covered bananas,” Snape said in a clear voice. The phoenix statue moved to reveal a set of stairs moving up. Snape pushed Erica onto the stairs before standing behind her. They rode the stairs up to a large door.

Snape leaned forward, pressing his body up against Erica’s back, and knocked on the door. “Enter,” Dumbledore said in a clear voice.

Snape reached down until Erica could feel his breath on her ear, and opened the door. He pushed her gently into the room before entering himself and shutting the door.

Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk looking like he was deep in thought.

“Severus, what can I…Oh, Erica there you are,” Dumbledore said looking up. Erica smiled as she stood against the wall, as far from the sunlight streaming in through the high windows as possible.

Snape glared at her before leaning against the wall across from her, crossing his hands across his chest, and looking at Dumbledore.

“I understand that you went missing earlier,” Dumbledore said with that twinkle in his eyes. Erica shook her head.

“No Headmaster. Remus and Severus must have forgotten some of the things they learned in school, because they forgot to search the ceilings.” Dumbledore nodded before turning to Snape.

“Lupin is taking over the hand-to-hand combat with a fifth year Hufflepuff student as his assistant. He said that he would rather search for Erica, but seeing as that isn’t necessary, he can take over for the two of you.”

“Why?” Erica asked standing straight. Dumbledore smiled slightly.

“We need some potions made for after the battle. Pepper-up potions, anti-burn potions, and so on. Poppy has a list made up for you of what she thinks she may need. Severus will see to her after returning you to his quarters. It will also give you some time to work on that potion that could restore your humanity Erica.”

Erica smiled at the thought of being human again. Snape felt like rolling his eyes, but refrained from such a childish gesture in front of Dumbledore.

They left Dumbledore’s office and started toward the dungeons. Erica stopped and looked at Snape. He stopped and turned to her.
“What is it?” he asked impatiently.

“Wouldn’t it be faster to just go to see Poppy first and then go down to the dungeons rather than go to the dungeons to drop me off, go up to see Poppy, and then walk back to the dungeons?”

Snape took a couple steps toward her and crossed his arms across his chest.

“It would, but there is the unfortunate problem of the infirmary being in direct sunlight and your…problem with that.”

Erica sighed and nodded. “Then you go get the list and I’ll meet you at your quarters?”

Snape shook his head before reaching out and grabbing her bare arm. “I don’t think so,” he said coldly. Erica ripped her arm out of his grip and glared at him.

“What is wrong with that idea? It saves time.”

“It also means leaving you alone with several students, any of which could be a meal for you.”

“That doesn’t mean that I am going to eat them,” Erica snapped angrily. Snape sighed and looked around before pulling her into a nearby classroom. Luckily it was empty at the time.

“What the hell are you doing?” she said pulling her arm away from him.

“I don’t want everyone in the school knowing about your particular problem. It is already bad enough that the Golden Trio know.”
“Golden Trio?”

“Mr. Potter and his two friends, Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley.”

Erica nodded. “I see,” she said in a knowing voice. Snape glared at her. Her voice was just a little too knowing.

“What do you see?” he said coldly. Erica took a few steps into the room and sat on a nearby desk facing Snape.

“Potter, you are still James for what he did to you,” she said leaning back on the desk.

Snape was getting angry. He stepped over to her and grabbed her shoulders and pulled her toward him. Their faces were inches from each other’s.

“That has nothing to do with Harry,” he said viciously. Erica chuckled.

“Yeah right, it has nothing to do with Harry, except that he has James face, hair, and looks. The only difference between them is that Harry has Lily’s eyes.”

“Harry Potter is a ridiculous little boy with no skill in potions, and anything I have seen him do.”

“What about Quidditch, or are you denying his skills there?”

“THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS VAMPIRE!” Snape bellowed. Erica gasped.

His words echoed off the walls like a mantra. He saw her as nothing more than a vampire. He pushed her away from him as he walked back to the door and stepped out of the classroom. Erica just sat there on the barely lit classroom.

Snape was angry, and not just at Erica for what she had said, but with himself and the fact that her words were true.

He was blaming Harry for his father’s mistakes and cruel jokes against him. He couldn’t deny that Harry had earned his father’s skills on the Quidditch field, no matter how much he wanted to.

Erica exited the room after a few minutes and they continued down to the dungeons in peace. When they reached Severus’ quarters, he mumbled the password before ushering Erica in. She plopped down on the couch and laid down watching the fire flicker.

“I’ll be back,” Snape said quietly before walking out the door to see Poppy. Erica watched the flames flicker and cackle.

Her stomach was beginning to growl. Despite the blood from earlier, her body wanted more.

“Dobby,” she said in loud voice. Instantly the little house elf was by her side.

“What can Dobby do for Miss?” he asked kindly with a wide smile on his face. Erica smiled back.

“I need some more blood. Could you get me some?”

Dobby paled slightly at the thought of blood, but he nodded before disappearing in a pop. Erica went back to watching the fire crackle. She remembered being in Lucius’ house when he kidnapped her and the pain he loved to inflict. He loved to mess with her emotions.

Her mind wandered back to the one thing, other than her being a vampire that she hoped Snape would never find out.

She heard the door open behind her and heard Snape enter. Dobby reappeared a second later carrying a glass of pig’s blood for her to drink.

She smiled as she accepted it and sat up. Dobby handed it to her and disappeared as quick as he had come.

“How is Poppy?” Erica asked calmly taking a gulp of her blood. Snape walked around and sat on the couch next to her.

“How should she be? She is worrying about the battle and about what is going to happen next.”

Erica nodded as she took another drink of her blood. “Get the list?”

“That is what I went up there for,” Snape said standing and heading into his private lab. Erica followed at a distance still carrying her blood.

Snape began setting up several cauldrons before even looking up and noticing the glass in her hand. His eyes narrowed before he turned back to his caldrons and beginning his potions.

“You need any help?” Erica asked finishing off her blood. Snape refused to look up at her.

“Still hungry?” he asked coldly. Erica sighed.

“This is always going to be an issue with us isn’t it?” Snape didn’t answer. “I thought as much.”

Erica walked back into the sitting room and picked up a book from the shelf. She didn’t bother to look at the title, just sat down and began reading it. She wasn’t going to help if he couldn’t stand to look at her and he obviously didn’t want any help.

Snape rushed around and made most of the potions on the list Poppy had provided before he realized just how late it was and how hungry he was. He was working on the last potion when Erica walked in carrying a tray of food.

“What’s this?” he asked as she turned to leave. She stopped but didn’t look at him. “Food. I noticed you didn’t eat anything today, so I had the house elves bring you some food to eat while your working,” she said without any emotion. Snape looked at the tray.

There was tomato soup with crackers, a small salad with his favorite dressing, Italian, a glass of pumpkin juice, and a small plate with a grilled cheese and ham sandwich on it. Snape looked up to thank Erica, but he noticed that she was already gone.

Erica sat back down on the armchair and picked up the book she had been reading all day. The book was ironically about vampires. It described all the ways to kill a vampire and use the pieces to make different sorts of potions. It kind of gave Erica the creeps knowing that Snape had read this book before.

About thirty minutes later, Snape emerged from his private lab carrying an empty tray and looking a little exhausted. Without looking up from her book, she addressed him.

“Ready to work on my potion?”

Snape flopped onto the couch and sighed. “No, I’m too tired to work right now.”

Erica closed the book she had just finished and placed it in her lap. “Is that what all Deatheaters turned spy, extremely rude Potions Masters who teach idiots all day, and hates vampires always say?”

Snape glared at her. Erica was grinning. “I should kill you,” Snape said before closing his eyes against her. Erica sighed and looked at the clock over the mantle. It was almost eight in the evening.

“I understand that you are tired, but that is no reason to pose threats,” she said before standing and placing the book back on the shelf.

“Who said it was a threat?”

Erica sighed and turned back to Snape, who was relaxing on the couch. “Fine,” she said. She reached down and grabbed one of her daggers and pulled it out of its sheath.

“What are you doing silly girl?” Snape said amused. Erica was getting sick and tired of his attitude towards her. She placed the dagger on the small table in front of him and took a few steps back.

“You keep saying you are going to kill me, why not just go ahead and do it already?”

Snape stared at her before sitting up. “What?”

“I am getting sick and tired of your empty threats, so just go ahead and kill me already. I’ll give you a clean shot, and I won’t fight back,” Erica said opening her arms.

Snape stood and picked up the dagger and holding it in his hand. It was lighter than he thought and the edge glimmered from the light of the fire.

“Well Professor, aren’t you going to kill me?” Erica said. Snape rushed across the room and held the dagger at her throat. Erica didn’t move.

“You know it would be better just to pierce my heart. I would die faster…unless you want me to suffer?”

Snape didn’t say anything. He just looked into her eyes with anger and fear in his own. Erica was a little surprised at the fear, but she knew this is what he wanted.

They stood like that for several minutes. Snape had one hand on her arm to keep her from running, the other on the blade at her neck, and his eyes pinned with hers. They were fighting for dominance in this situation.

“Aren’t you going to at least beg for your life?” Snape asked at some point. Erica would have shaken her head if it were possible.
“I told you I wouldn’t, and I won’t.”

“What if I want you to fight?”

Erica raised her eyebrow slightly, but not losing eye contact with Snape.

“Are you saying you want me to fight?”

“No,” Snape said suddenly causing the other eyebrow to rise, “I want you…”

Snape didn’t get any farther. His willpower broke down and he dropped the knife and closed the distance between them and captured her lips in a bruising kiss. Erica was a little surprised at this move. She thought that he would have killed her for sure.

Snape’s hands moved to her waist as he started to get forceful. He violently pushed her against the bookcase, causing Erica to gasp and several books to fall off the shelves. He pinned her there using his body and caught her lips in another strong kiss. Erica’s hands forced themselves between their bodies and removed his cloak.

It landed on the floor in a puddle. Erica pushed Snape away from her and up against the back of one of the armchairs. She took some control at this point by grabbing his head and pulling him toward her violently. She caught him in another passionate kiss.

Snape’s hands moved up her body and grabbed her clothed breasts. He squeezed them with a lot of strength, causing Erica to break the kiss to moan loudly.

Snape grabbed her ass in a swift movement and lifted her against his body, making sure she could feel his erection against her thigh. Erica definably felt it, and it caused her body to heat up to almost unbearable degrees.

Snape tossed her onto the couch before covering her body with his. Erica’s fingers expertly were undoing the thousands of buttons Snape had on his vest and then on his shirt. Once finished she almost ripped them off his body. She kicked off her boots and tossed them to the floor.

Snape’s hands were intertwined in her hair. Slowly he moved his hands down to her top. He broke the kiss long enough to pull the top over her head and tossed it to the ground. His hands moved to her now bare chest as his lips reclaimed hers. He began to slowly knead her breasts and occasionally rubbing his thumb over her sensitive nipples.

She growled before gently biting his lower lip and then pushing him off her and onto the floor. Before he could say anything she was on top of him straddling his waist and kissing him again. She could feel his excitement right up against her heat and it was driving her crazy.

Her hands moved down his well-chiseled chest and toned abs to the waistband of his pants. She undid the button and slowly unzipped his pants. Snape’s hands on her waist holding her in place. After finishing undoing his pants, Erica grabbed his hands and roughly pinned them against the floor by his head while moving her lips to his neck. Snape growled seductively as her lips pressed against his jaw line and slowly down his neck to his collarbone.

She reached his nipples and teased each one before continuing her way down his body to his waistband. She released his hands so hers could help pull his pants down. In a swift move she removed both his pants and his boxers leaving him naked beneath her.

Her hand moved to his erection and grasped it firmly, causing a gasp to come from him. She explored his length with her fingertips while her lips moved against his hips.

Snape growled and grabbed her shoulders roughly, causing her to groan deeply, and pulled her up to his mouth. He kissed her with such passion that Erica’s head was beginning to spin. Before she knew it, he had her pinned to the ground with his bare body. Her erect nipples rubbed against his rough chest as his body crushed her between him and the floor. She didn’t care.

His hands moved to her pants and quickly removed them. His right hand moved to her inner thigh as his left took her breast in hand. His lips moved from hers to her unoccupied breast. He took her nipple in his mouth as he slipped two fingers into her already wet body. She gasped and arched into his mouth pushing herself down onto his fingers. Her hands grabbed his shoulders and held tight as her slowly moved his fingers in and out of her body in rhythm with his tongue against her breast. His thumb found her clitoris and slowly began making small circles against it, causing more moans from Erica.

“Please…”she said quietly. Snape lifted his head from her breast and looked her in the eyes and smiled.

“Please what?”

Erica didn’t answer. She removed on hand from the death grip on his shoulder and placed it on the more sensitive area of his body, cause Snape to give a sharp intake of breath.

“Please…Severus. Take me,” she said again quietly.

Snape removed his fingers before Erica was about to reach her release and replaced it with himself. He looked deep into her eyes before thrusting himself into her roughly. She gasped and clung to him tightly. Her legs wrapped up against his waist as her arms encircled his body pulling herself closer to him.

They began to move in perfect rhythm, almost like they were two halves of the perfect mold. As they got closer to climax, his thrusts increased.

“Oh Gods Severus,” Erica said closing her eyes.

“Open your eyes,” Snape demanded. She did and connected with his black orbs as she felt her body reach its release followed slowly by his.

He fell onto her careful not to squish her. His head rested against her chest and her legs still wrapped around his waist. Her began to slowly rub her fingers through his hair. He fell asleep in her arms. She summoned a blanket and a pillow from the couch and covered their bodies and placed a pillow under her head before drifting off to sleep in Snape’s arms.