Slytherin & Gold

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Disclaimer : I do not own or make money off any of the Harry Potter characters owned by J.K. Rowling.

^_^ This story is completely inspired by Alan Rickman, (aka Severus Snape). Mr. Rickman has one of the sexiest voices on
stage or screen. (like that\'s news to anyone !!)


*****Please Note – Each section of this story is told from a different characters point of view, characters name will be listed at the beginning of the section and there is some scene overlap as we get to see each character’s thoughts and feelings.


Chapter 1


Slytherin & Gold

Harry

“I don’t see anyone in the Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor’s chair yet. You think they found someone. Not the luckiest position, that.” said Ron as Harry and Hermione were looking into the Great Hall passed him.

“I don’t see Professor Snape yet, either”, said Hermione looking in.

“That’s because he is wondering what you are doing lurking out here, instead of sitting at your house table.” said a deep voice behind them. The three turned around to see Snape glaring down at them.

“We were just wondering who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was Professor” said Hermione trying not to seem to rattled by Snape’s sudden appearance.

“Well…..... that would be me!” said a bright cheery voice that came from behind Snape. The four of them turned to look in the direction of the voice and found a tall golden haired witch smiling at them. Harry and Ron gaped a bit at her which made Hermione scowl. But she was gratified to notice that Snape was the one who was the most surprised of all.

“Viviane ?” He managed to say in a barely audible voice.

“Professor Trisstt, to you lot, I expect” she said offering her hand to Hermione, who was the closest, then Ron and Harry as each introduced themselves. “Harry Potter, I’ve heard much about you. I hope you won’t find my class, too boring.” She said with a little giggle. Then turning her attention fully to Snape she said “And how are you Severus ? Professor Dumbledore told me you were teaching here, as well.” Snape seemed to be coming out of a trance, which if Harry wasn’t mistaken, made Professor Trisstt’s eyes glitter all the more.

“I had not heard you were teaching, Viviane” he shook his head slightly, “Professor Trisstt. At last report, you were working for the Ministry of Magic.” Snape had regained his composure a bit now.

“Oh, I was ! Dreadfully boring though. This position sounded so much more exciting !” Harry heard Ron give a snort of laughter that he thought escaped the others.

Snape turned and glared down at them. “Well ? Into the hall !” Snape growled at the three Gryffindors. Harry, Ron and Hermione went into the hall and sat at the Gryffindor table. Harry turned round to see Professor Trisstt still talking with Snape.

“There’s a story there.” said Hermione with conviction. Harry wasn’t sure what the story was, but for the moment he almost envied Snape.

All through the feast, Harry kept glancing at Professor Trisstt. She was much more animated and cheerful than the other Professors. He also noticed Snape staring at her when she wasn’t looking and barely touching his dinner. Maybe Hermione was right, there was a story there.

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Severus

Viviane ! How could she be here now ? Viviane, rhymes with pain, he thought, how apropos. Merlin’s beard !! She is more beautiful than ever, thought Severus Snape as he made himself a cup of tea in his quarters. He remembered the first time he had seen Viviane. She had bright golden, not just blonde, hair that fell to her waist , long and bouncy in impossibly full perfect ringlets down her back and shoulders. One might think her hairstyle was magically enhanced, but Severus knew better. He remembered those curls. It had been during the sorting ceremony in his second year. He was nearly blinded by her voluminous golden curls, and unlike most students being sorted, she was smiling. She had briefly met his eyes, long enough for a knot to form in the pit of his stomach. He would see her briefly over the years, but since they were different years and in different houses, they didn’t run into each other much. Though she had been in Dueling Club with him……

Severus took his tea over to the sofa and glared into the fire. He had thought of asking Viviane to go to one of the balls with him, while at school, but he was sure Lily and the others in that Gryffindor lot probably poisoned her mind against him anyway. Still, Viviane had never said or done anything against him he knew of, maybe at least, she didn’t hate him. And Merlin knows he had had plenty of entertaining dreams about her during his school days and in the years since.

Severus had a wave of guilt as he remembered the way he had acted towards Lily and James and their friends. So what, he had been hurt at Lily’s rejection and then to date and marry Potter ? James had never been particularly bright, though he did have a certain prowess on the Quidditch field. Severus had had a crush on Lily from the first Potions class they had together. He sat behind her and was impressed with the knowl she she already had about potion ingredients and what they would do.


Severus stood, his thoughts becoming restless. Damn Viviane for showing up now ! It was bad enough she popped up unwarranted in his dreams so many times in the last few weeks. Now he would have to see her everyday and sit next to her at meals. He couldn’t eat anything at the feast tonight. He could only stare from Viviane to his plate. He had glanced at Potter once and saw he was staring at Viviane too. Severus felt like slapping that look off Potter’s face. Logically he knew Harry was a student and she wouldn’t give him a second thought, but still he didn’t like anyone looking that way at Viviane.

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Severus tossed and turned in his bed. Finally, he relaxed and fell asleep.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on his door. He sat up, but before he could get out of bed, the door opened. There was Viviane in her chemise and a sheer robe. Her hair was down blowing in the breeze, falling across her breasts and moving in waves as she came closer to him.

She spoke his name softly and climbed into the bed with him. Her soft hands caressed his face, his chest and shoulders, she kissed his neck and nuzzled his ears. Her robe fell away, leaving her arms bare and her breasts concealed only by her thin chemise. Her hands worked their way down his body to his thigh, rubbing him lightly. He could feel himself responding quickly under her fingers. He looked into her much too blue eyes. She stared back, as hungry for him as he was for her. He reached out a hand to move her hair off her shoulder, theppedpped her chin and tilted her face up to him. He brushed his lips against hers teasingly, and smiled inside when she moaned. Then he kissed her deeply, almost roughly and laid her back on the bed. Kissing her throat and chest, unbuttoning her chemise, he caressed her breasts. Feeling the weight of them, then taking a whole nipple into his mouth. He heard her making sweet sighs on longing. He pulled up her chemise. “Severus”, she whispered over and over. He ran his hands across her stomach and down her hip as she moved under his touch. Her hands were in his hair pulling his lips down to hers. He was losing himself in those kisses. He lay on top of her feeling her surrender to him completely. He could hold out no longer, he had to take her now.

He awoke with a start and sat upright. Damn and blast !! It had only been another dream. He realized he was panting. A glaze of sweat on his skin and his body on fire. He lay back on the bed cursing himself for having such dreams and Viviane for being here causing them.

There would be no more sleep for him, so he got up to shower. But nothing wiped the images from his mind. It had felt so real ! Curse it all ! Even the cold water was having trouble deflating his passion.

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Viviane


Viviane woke with a start. She could still feel his warm touch on her hip, ready to caress other regions. Blast ! Just seeing him again was bringing the dreams back. Her hand wiped her forehead. She was all sweaty and frustrated. She got up and headed for the shower. Might as well be early for my first day, she thought, stepping under the warm water and soaping herself up. But the memory of his hands on her bare skin was hard to wash off.

I think breakfast in my chambers, she thought to herself. I would not be able to face Severus in this state. She dressed carefully and went over her lessons for her first week of classes. But she couldn’t concentrate, Severus’ face and the feel of his body kept going through her mind.

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After her first class, Viviane went to her office. On her desk she found a note from Dumbledore asking to come up to his office after dinner. Wonder what that’s about, she thought, nothing to do but wait and see.

Dinner was difficult, to say the least. She was trying not to look at Severus much, while still trying to be polite. He was horribly jumpy and would lose his fork or knock over his goblet every time she spoke to him. He would curse under his breath, take out his wand and clean up the spill. But she noticed, he never looked her in the eye. Just as well, she thought, the images of last nights dream still vivid in her mind.

Mercifully, dinner was over quickly. Viviane got up and made her way to Dumbledore’s office. After giving the password, gobbledee gum, she went up to find the Headmaster sitting at his desk. He smiled and waved her to a chair.

“We are only waiting for two more”, said Dumbledore. “How was your first day teaching ?”

“I really liked it. Thank you for suggesting I take this position.” she said, “I was so bored at the Ministry. This is exciting, teaching young wizards I mean. And this class is more important than ever just now.”

Dumbledore nodded his head in understanding. “I’ve recently heard from Sirus” he said.

“Oh really” she said. Sirus would drop by to see her in London, to find out how the Ministry search for him was going, since he was still a fugitive. He was a good friend, but he had always thought a bit too much of himself, in her opinion. “And what is Sirus doing with himself these days ?” she asked.

“He’s sniffing around” said Severus with more venom than he perhaps meant to have in his voice. Viviane jumped and turned to look at the scowl on Severus’ face as he sat down two seats away. Damn, she thought, he had to come in just then. It’s that same old wound between the two of them.

Dumbledore looked at Severus disapprovingly, but he didn’t say anything as Professor Flitwick came in to join them. “I have asked you three here because I would like to ask you to plan the Yule Ball this year. Most of the planning will fall to you two” he said indicating Viviane and Severus. “Professor Flitwick has some other responsibilities right now.”

“Of course Headmaster” Severus said “if that is all I have some business in my office.” He stood and swept out of the room not waiting to be dismissed.

“Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, it will be fun planning the ball. I’m afraid I have some work in my office to get to as well.” she said and stood to leave. “Good night to you both.”

Once back in the entry hall, she debated with herself on where to go. She desperately wanted to go to Severus’ office and talk to him. He didn’t seem in the mood to listen though. Oh blast !, she thought , I’ll give it a try anyway.

Outside his office, her resolve was wavering. Viviane knocked tentatively on the door. “Come in” came a growl from behind the door. Straightening her back slightly, she went in.

He was at his desk trying to seem as if he were studying some parchment except, she noticed, it was upside down. “Severus ?” she said barely above a whisper. His head shot up as he realized who it was. There was a battle going on just under the surface as he stood.

Clearing his throat, he said “What may I do for you ?” Still an edge of steel in his voice and demeanor.

“I thought we should agree on a time to meet …..for planning the ball. Wednesday afternoons perhaps ?” She could still see the battle going on in him. She stepped closer and placed her hand over his. “Are you all right, Severus ?” Her held her breath as there was a spark that came to her system as she touched him.

Severus looked down at her hand and drew his hand back, crossed his arms and said “I’m fine Viviane. Wednesdays will be satisfactory. We can meet here if you like. Is that all you needed ? If so, I have a lot of work I need to get to.” The pain coming from him was palpable. She didn’t want to leave him like this, but saw no other choice.

“Good night Severus”, she said trying not to sound hurt by this abrupt treatment. She went out the door closing it behind her.


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Viviane was walking the halls of Hogwarts, down many hallways she knew like the back of her hand. Then she came to an area leading down to the dungeons she did not know. She continued to walk, though what she was looking for she didn’t know. The light was growing dimmer the farther down she went. Suddenly, she was drawn to a door. She stood looking at it, trying to decide whether or not to open it. The urge was too strong, she opened the door. At a large desk at the front of a classroom, she saw a figure slumped over a desk, asleep. Even from here she knew who it was, who it always was she sought out in her dreams.

His raven hair lay fanned out on the desk as his head rested on his arm. She came around behind Severus and lightly touched his hair, moving it out of his sleeping eyes. Unable to resist, she leaned down and kissed his cheek. He stirred, then started as he realized someone was there with him. He jumped up and recoiled from her.

“No, not again ! Stay away from me Viviane !” He was backing away, shaking his head causing silky black rilsrils of hair to fall in his face. “I can’t take it anymore.” he said with a groan of despair. She took a step back also, not wanting to cause him such distress. Then his eyes narrowed and became wild. In one sweeping motion, he advanced on her, gripping her arm savagely, ripping the front of her dressing gown, exposing her naked body and lifted her onto the desk, pressing her back angrily. His lips devouring hers roughly. She could feel her lips bruising under his assault.

No, she thought, no not like this, not in anger. But she was pinned down to the desk by his hard body.

As he was biting and nibbling her neck he unbuttoned his trousers and released his hardness. He grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her head back roughly to kiss her again as he entered her.

“Is this…. what you…. want Viviane ?. Is this…. why you keep…. appearing in my…. dreams ?” he growled and punctuated every other word by pounding into her.

Tears had come to her eyes. Desperate sobs racked her body. She didn’t understand this. “But….Severus….. is is my dream.” she said while he was pounding her mercilessly.

He stopped his thrusts and looked into her tear filled eyes. “Viviane…..I’m sorry …….NO” she heard from far away.

Viviane stirred in her bed. She felt the puddle of tears on her pillow. Curling into a ball and shuddering, she remembered other dreams such as this from her school days. How could she think such horrible things about Severus ? She sobbed into her pillow from both sadness and frustration, until at last she fell asleep again.

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Severus

Severus had gotten to the top of the stairs outside Dumbledore’s office. He heard Viviane’s voice and had a brief feeling of delight, mixed with dread. The he heard her say “And what is Sirus doing with himself these days ?”.

Curse Sirus Black !! She was asking after Black, should he have expected any less !! They had dated in school, she must still have feelings for him.

“He’s sniffing around” said Severus. He could not contain his disgust when Black’s name was mentioned. Dumbledore look disapprovingly at him. So what !! Dumbledore knows I hate Black and for what reason, well part of the reason, the other part was Viviane.

He was barely listening to Dumbledore. He heard something about planning the Yule .
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“Of course Headmaster” Severus said “if that is all I have some business in my office.” He stood and swept out of the room, not waiting to be dismissed.

He got out of the office as quickly as he could. Now he would be meeting with Viviane regularly to plan this silly Yule Ball. He wasn’t sure his mind could take much more. When he got into his office he was so angry he threw everything off his desk and sent all his papers flying to the floor.

Damn her, for having this effect on him. There was a knock at his door. What now ?, he thought as he took out his wand and put everything back on his desk. He sat down to look busy. “Come in” he growled.

“Severus ?” Was he imaging it, his head shot up. It was Viviane. He was torn between yelling at her to get out and go to Black if she thought so much of him, or running to her and kissing her roughly.

He stood and came half way round the desk. Clearing thr throat he said “What may I do for you ?”

“I thought we should agree on a time to meet …..for planning the ball. Wednesday afternoons perhaps ?.” She was looking at him so intensely. Then she suddenly placed her hand over his. “Are you all right, Severus ?” His knees went weak. He wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms.

He looked down at her hand. Her touch held him in place. It was only with great effort, he pulled his hand back , crossed his arms and said “I’m fine, Viviane.” Her touch is so warm and comforting, he thought in passing. “ Wednesdays will be satisfactory. We can meet here if you like.” Gaining some composure back, and raising an eyebrow he said, “Is that all you needed ? If so I have a lot of work I need to get to.”

Inside he was screaming for her to stay, to be his and his alone. Her sad eyes as she left were a new wound on his heart. After he was sure she was gone, he threw everything off his desk again and blow-up several beakers with his wand.


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Severus stirred, then started as he realized someone was there with him. He jumped up and recoiled from Viviane.

“No not again ! Stay away from me, Viviane !” He was backing away, shaking his head. “ I can’t take it anymore.”

Then his mind began to switch gears. If the witch wants sex I’ll give her sex, he thought angrily. Then his eyes narrowed. I’ll take you here and now! He advanced on her, gripping her arm savagely, ripping off her dressing gown, exposing her and lifted her onto the desk, pressing her back. His covered her lips with his own and ground down on her. He wanted to hurt her, as much as she hurt him, even if this were a dream. As he was biting and nipping her neck he unbuttoned his trousers and released his hardness. He grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her head back roughly to kiss her again and entered her. There, there like this, is this what you want ?

“Is this…. what you…. want Viviane ?…. Is this…. why you keep…. appearing in my…. dreams ?” he growled and punctuated every other word by pounding into her.

Desperate sobs began to rack her body. She shuddered against him. “But …..Severus….. this is my dream.”

Her dream ? How could this possibly be her dream ? He was the one sleeping. He stopped his thrusts and looked into her tear filled eyes. He couldn’t stand the pain and confusion he saw there. “Viviane…..I’m sorry” but she was already starting to fade away with him still inside her. “NO” he raged.


Severus’ head shot upright from his desk. All was in order in the classroom. Curse it all !! he thought. He had not meant to fall asleep at his desk. Blast !! His body still showed the signs of his dream. He stood to readjust himself in his trousers. He felt like a man going mad. His frustration driving him to distraction. He was becoming afraid to sleep.

Sleeping draught, he thought suddenly. He went to his cabinet of potion supplies, finding all he needed to make the dreamless sleep draught.

Later, in his room, he poured half a glass of the potion. Climbing into bed, he drank the potion down in one gulp. Not even images of Vivian could get through this, he thought, as the potion took immediate effect.


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The next morning, Severus realized was Wednesday. He would have to meet with Viviane in his office about plans for the Yule Ball. Well, he thought to himself, at least I won’t half to be alone with her, Flitwick would be here too. He dressed quickly and went down to breakfast.

Severus was very aware of the empty seat next to him at the staff table. As he ate he kept glancing up at the entry doors expecting to see Viviane at any moment, but she never came. Good, he thought, he wasn’t sure he could look her in the eye rinow,now, anyway. This afternoon would be soon enough.

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Cleaning up his classroom, Severus expected Flitwick and Viviane at any time. He was organizing some papers on his desk when Viviane arrived. She walked into the room tentatively, as if trying to gauge his mood. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach as her remembered the pained look in her face from his dream.

“I’ll just be a moment here, if you would like to go through to my office ?” Severus indicated the door behind him. “I’m sure Professor Flitwick will be along soon.”

“No….he won’t,” Viviane said softly, still not coming any farther into the room. Severus looked up at her sharply. “He said he had another appointment today and for us to discuss the plans.”

Blast ! Curse that Flitwick !! He didn’t want to be alone with her. But there was no choice now. “ Very well”, he said and opened the door to his office for her to walk through. She didn’t seem anymore pleased by the prospect then he did. Good, he thought, maybe this silliness won’t take long then.

Severus took away one of the upholstered chairs, he had put around a small round table. Viviane sat down slowly, as she was looking around his office. He was surprised by a sudden thought, he wondered if she liked what she saw. He couldn’t tell by looking into her face. She just seemed uncomfortable. The thought that she didn’t want to be with him made him bristle. “So what sappy kind of decorations shall we use this year ?” he said sharply.

Viviane looked at him evenly for a moment, then with determination took a parchment out of the pile of books she had been carrying. “I took the liberty this morning of working up a few ideas”, she said laying the parchment on the table.

Severus, who had not even bothered to sit down, let slip “So that’s why you were not at breakfast.” Damn, why had he said that ? He started roughly flipping through a book he had pulled off his desk.

She looked up at him a bit flustered. “Yes ……. I wanted to get this down on parchment to ….give us a point of discussion. I would like to get your opinion.”

“Anything you want to do is fine, just tell me what you need me to do.”

“Severus !” Viviane said sharply. “I said I would like your opinion …….please.” She pushed the parchment over towards the empty chair, her eyes unwavering. Severus lay down his book and sat down. He started reading her ideas. They were quite good really, not sappy at all. She even had a few sample menus for the dinner.

After several minutes, he looked up to see her watching him intently, he felt a knot in his stomach tighten. “I ……um …..yes, very nice. I am a bit worried about live animals though. Perhaps Flitwick could enchant some ice sculptures of forest creatures instead.”

Viviane’s eyes lit up and she smiled at him. The knot in his stomach reached down and pulled at his groin. “What a wonderful suggestion, Severus. That will be lovely”. He loved the way she said his name, just like in his dreams.

Suddenly nervous now, he stood. “May I ….um…..offer you a cup of tea ?” Get a hold of yourself man !

“Yes ….thank you …….that would be nice.” She was smiling at him, he could hear it in her voice, but he couldn’t look. If he saw her smiling at him again, he would lose all composure. There was blissful quiet as he made tea. But it wasn’t a comfortable quiet, it was a silence born of tension.

“Do you think the flowers on the Christmas trees will be too much ?” Viviane asked when Severus set the tea on the table.

He carefully poured the tea into two cups, made more difficult by his shaking hands. He set a cup in front of her and looked into her eyes. The moment was suspended, a spark seeming to fly threw the air between them. Severus finally cleared his throat, “No, no …..if it’s done with restraint it will be charming”.

He watched her sipping her tea, nearly forgetting about his own. “So how have you been, Severus ? Our school days seem like a lifetime ago now, don’t they ?” Viviane gazed at him, her head tilting slightly to one side.

“Looking at you, it seems like yesterday” Why in the world did he say that ! Well, he had to admit to himself, it was true. She was sitting in front of him every bit the girl she was at school and every bit the woman he wanted now. To his enjoyment and his detriment, she blushed profusely.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want to keep you from your work. I know how busy you are.” she said gathering her things and standing. “I should go.” He couldn’t think quickly enough of an excuse to make her stay.

He stood as well to see her out, following close behind her. She spun around in the doorway to the classroom and he bumped into her. Their fronts pressed together. “Severus……. I…” Their eyes locked and before he could think better of it, he leaned down and kissed her. Then after a moment, realizing she was not kissing him back, he stepped back quickly breaking all contact.

“I am very sorry, Professor Trisstt, if I offended you” Severus said as he quickly turned on his heels, went through the door that lead to his private chambers and slammed the door behind him.

“Severus wait…..please” he heard her say as he stormed off.

How could he have been such a fool !! She had only wanted to say something else, it wasn’t an invitation, you git !! But the way she says my name, he thought , it makes me lose all rational thought. He had severely crossed a line and he knew it. He would have to think of an explanation to give her and hope she didn’t go to Dumbledore to complain.

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