I could not sleep that night, all I could think about was what he had said. I wanted to go after him and talk about it... But I convinced myself it was best left alone.
'I meant it when I kissed you earlier' the words went round in my head again and again. His velvety voice seemed to have a mesmerising and intoxicating feature, like nicotine. You can't just shake the urge to smoke, it's all you can think about until you get the rush.

As the sunlight crept in through the curtains I left my room to find him sat in the same armchair he had sat in when we kissed. He looked wired, as if he had not slept at all. Judging by the empty bottles of wine and the half empty bottle of fire whiskey by his side I knew I was right in my assumptions. "Hi." I said simply, I felt like an idiot after all that happened all I could say was 'hi.' I scolded myself for being so pathetic.
"Good morning, how is your arm?" He inquired gently, rising from his seat and rushing towards me. He took my arm in his hand and saw it was blackened. He winced, the guilt shone in his onyx eyes like he was being tortured. "It's much better." I lied, it hurt like hell but I think he had suffered enough.

"Please don't lie to me." He said sadly, my eyes met his and I was blinded by how handsome he was in real. He was nothing like the Professor Snape I had read about.
Actually he reminded me slightly of a muggle actor... One I had always been crazy about. 'Oh shit, I have a crush on Severus Snape.' I thought to myself as I lost myself in his onyx orbs. "Professor Snape I..." "Severus, you may call me Severus. We're already on violent terms." He snorted trying to lighten the moment.
"I think we're on other terms too." I laughed, my eyes began taking in every line and crease on his lips.

It didn't go unnoticed either.

"I shouldn't have kissed you last night, it was inappropriate of me. I guess part of me latched on to the fact that you're really 21." He explained. "Can I remind you that you told me you 'meant it'?" I sighed, this up and down stuff was becoming frustrating.
"No, no! You don't understand... I DID mean it." He insisted, I looked at him trying to work him out. "It's just that, I probably shouldn't have done that. For at this moment you are a student."
"I understand." I nodded, I felt a bit rejected but at the same time at least he was honest. "Please understand how much I want to Sophia.." He pressed, "and so do I Severus." I smiled, reaching up to kiss his cheek. I felt him shudder as my lips touched his stubbly skin, I pulled away a little and I could tell he was going to kiss me again when he leant back in.... But he stopped himself. And left the room as quickly as he could.