"Darling, can you please listen to me. I just want to talk to you." Elira's mother Gwen pleaded as her daughter left her class. "The lesson is over Professor Rhys." Elira sneered, "Its Professor Agolli, Eli please..."
"You'll never be an Argolli to me." The young witch snapped, slamming the door behind her.

"Woah, what did the door ever do to you?" Hermione laughed, walking beside her friend.
"Why won't she just give up.." Elira sighed, rummaging through her bag searching for something. Hermione stopped her fumbling around with a gentle hand. "She's your mother, she loves you." She insisted, with a small smile.

"Herms, you have no idea what has gone on. No offence, but stay out of it." Elira groaned.
All she wanted was a friend who would take her side. She'd had enough grief from Harry.
"Look, do you promise to tell no one what I tell you?" Elira sighed, part of her desperate to confide. "I promise, you know I would never betray your trust." Hermione nodded, as her friend huddled closer to her and whispered into her ear....

"You are joking? That's... i mean... what?" Hermione shrieked in shock, "NOW do you see why I detest her?" Elira explained, trying to hold back her emotions.
Failing miserably.
Hermione could see the hurt and wrapped her arms around her friend.
"Hey, it's ok. I totally understand I just cannot even begin to imagine..."

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"You know, if the wind changes you'll stay like that." A familiar voice purred from the shadows as Elira stood against the castle walls inhaling the evening air. "Severus.." she smiled gently as she felt strong arms wrap around her.

Intwined in his love she turned to face him, his eyes as dark and perfect as ever. His lips grazed hers slowly and she giggled into the kiss before being cut off by his dominant and possessive lips.

"What's going on in that perfect mind of yours? Hmm?" He soothed as the kiss came to an end. "Nothing, it's just that whenever I see my mother it puts me in a terrible mood." Elira sighed, looking up at Sev for some kind of reassurance. "Don't let it get to you my love, you're the toughest little chit I know... take her with a pinch of salt." He insisted, his hands gripping her shoulders, before planting a kiss on her head.

"It's hard Severus, you don't know the full story.." Elira explained, melting into his clutches. "Then my dear, do you not think it best to tell man who loves you the truth about what happened?" He smiled, clearing a stray eyelash from her cheek. "I want to tell you everything, I'm not trying to hide anything from you I promise it's just that, well..." "you're not ready to open up? And that's fine. I'm not going anywhere Elira." He replied, trying his best to show his patient side...
One he never really had.

"I've already told someone... but with you it's different. It should be easier shouldn't it? Telling the man you love your secrets? I found it just too easy to talk about it to.. but when it comes to you I.." Elira blabbered nervously. "Do not fret my love.. ever." Snape smiled taking her hand in his and forcing his lips to hers with urgency.