Chapter 4: Realization

The next day Silvanna had another advance lesson with Snape she decided to control what ever it was that was possessing her to act the way she did in front of him. What she didn't know was that it was easier said than done. She had spend the whole day mentally preparing herself, but she notice that she didn't know what the emotion was so there was nothing she could do to suppress it because she didn't knew what was it that she had to control.

That day passed with nothing that was worth telling. It was just a normal school day. She had dinner and after that she gathered her stuff and headed to the dungeons. She got to Snape's classroom door and knocked.

"Enter"

Silvanna entered the classroom and saw Snape correcting some papers. What ever she had done through out the day to try and control herself was not working. She felt how everything inside of her constricted.

"The instructions to the potion you will be brewing tonight are on the black board, the moment you get to direction number four you should inform me. I will be aiding you with the rest of the steps from then onward." He told her as he continued to correct the papers without looking up.

Silvanna sat in a chair in the middle of the classroom as always and started brewing the potion. Step number two stated that she should let the potion in the heat for ten minutes. She took the time, and she waited. After awhile she caught herself staring at her Dark Potions Master. She didn't want to think about why she was doing that because she knew that her reasoning would stop her from staring at him. But she couldn't help herself.

'Ok, I'll admit that you are staring, but why?'

'Because I find him intriguing…'

' No, no, I knew it, stop it right there or you are going to be so lost in thought and so confused that you are going to end up messing the potion and I believe Professor Snape would be extremely displeased.'

For once she knew what to do, apparently blocking away the fact that she was in the same room with Snape help her calm down and focus.

The ten minutes of waiting were done, she finished step number three and the time to call the Professors assistance came and as she realized that, all her symptoms came crushing back. The best she was able to do was control her shaking. When she did she called the professor.

"Professor I'm done with step number three."

"Very well." Snape said. He stood up and went to were Silvanna was sitting down. He waved his wand and made a chair move right besides Silvanna's desk and he took a sit.

Silvanna's heart was now beating extremely fast but she thought it was better not to think of the reason that was happening.

"Now Ms. Beaumont, read step number four and tell me what ingredient can substitute the one stated to achieve better results and why." said Snape.

Silvanna read the instruction trying to focus on the task at hand rather than on how close her Professor was and of the pleasant scent he was emanating.

"I think Professor that salamander eyes would be better than lizard eyes because salamanders are more sensitive to light giving the potion a delicate taste." said Silvanna.

"Well done." said Snape.

Silvanna took the salamander eyes but Snape interrupted her just when she was about to add them to the potion.

"Ms. Beaumont, do you remember what the other ingredients were?" Snape asked.

Silvanna's eyes widen in realization.

"Exactly, so you have to add something before the salamander eyes or the reaction the potion is going to make will most likely kill us. I think I told you before we started this lessons that the potions we were going to deal with were going to be extremely dangerous." said Snape.

Silvanna added aconite and then the salamander eyes. She was amazed to see the extent of Snape's knowledge. The lesson continued in a similar manner. They discussed various improvements made to the potion, and she would correct it.

In those moments Snape wasn't busy giving her instructions he would just watch her work. He often found himself staring at her beautiful hair, or at her fragile hands, and noticing how lovely her flowery scent smelled, when he darn well knew he should be watching out for any mistakes the girl might commit. To his growing annoyance he could feel his heart racing. By now he was furious with himself. He felt the impulse of cutting the lesson short he had to get away from her, he didn't like the feeling she was making him experience.

'What has this girl done to you? You are even afraid to be around her.’ He raised a hand to his head. Apparently denial made him experience the strongest headache he had ever experienced.

"I believe we are done Professor." Silvanna said as she turned to look at her professor. When she did she saw Snape raising a hand to his head.

"Are you feeling alright?" asked Silvanna as she saw the ill expression on Snape's face.

She was genuinely worried.

"Yes Ms. Beaumont, quite alright. Now I will ask you to leave my classroom and not to meddle further in my affairs." Hissed Snape in a cutting tone hoping the girl would just leave.

To Silvanna he sounded as if he were exasperated and angry at the same time. She couldn't possibly know that Snape was angry at himself and not at her. So she had the sensation of been punched in the stomach by his sudden reaction and, instead of feeling frightened at Snape cutting tone, she felt angry. What the hell had she done wrong for him to treat her as a disturbance? She stood up from her chair and faced her Professor.

"Well excuse me Professor for worrying about your wellbeing, remind me next time I try to do something nice, not to because you are going to behave like a jerk." Silvanna‘s eyes widen as she realized what she had just said. Were in the world did she took the courage to insult the most feared teacher in all of Hogwarts history? But she wasn't going to back up now, she was still angry.

Snape stood up as well and glared, his eyes gleaming. His headache had turned into anger. He gloomed over her and she realized how small she was and how tall he was in contrast.

"Who do you think you are talking to Ms. Beaumont?" said Snape in a low and dangerous voice, taking a step toward her, but the girl didn't step back as his students usually did.

"I know perfectly well who I am talking to Professor, but you came close to biting my head off because I asked about your health. Even if you are my teacher I'll not allow you to treat me as you just did. And if you think I'm not behaving properly, I will accept any consequences my actions may bring." Silvanna said calmly but narrowing her eyes and glaring at her Professor, as she refused to pay any attention how weak her body was feeling right now.

Snape raised an eyebrow, his anger vanished. He wasn't able to intimidate her in the least and that surprised him. Besides, was she just able to calm his anger without any words of apologies? She was being disrespectful and he just wasn't angry at her. This girl was something else.

"I won't apologize and I don't expect you to do so either, so if there is not anything else you will like to say, you may leave." Said Snape emotionless.

"That is it? No, detention, not even points taken?"

"Yes Ms. Beaumont that is it. Now, I suggest you leave before I change my mind." said Snape, patience running out.

Silvanna didn't argue further, she gathered her stuff and exited the room leaving Snape alone.

'What is this girl doing to me?' he asked himself feeling his headache returning.

He decided to patrol the corridors to let his frustration on someone unlucky enough to be caught by him violating the curfew.

Silvanna was headed to her room. She took a bath and then laid down. She was not angry with Snape anymore. So she found herself thinking of what had happened before the argument. She remembered everything she felt when she was staring at her professor while he was correcting papers. She could feel her heart racing even now.

'Why do I feel this way when I think about him?'
She remembered how she felt when he took a chair beside her and her heart was about to pop out of her chest as she realized how close they were from one another for that long.

'Oh no! Oh shit! No, no it can't be…' 'I'm in love with him?'

She started thinking about the deepness of his eyes, remembering the velvety sound of his voice, how strong his hands were, and how pleasant his smell was. She realized how sexy she thought he truly was. She could feel the heat in her cheeks. She was embarrassed to admit that she was in love, even if it was just to herself.

'I knew I was odd but I never had realized up to which extent… you are in love with a much older, bad tempered, paled skinned, greasy haired git, and he is no more and no less than your Professor.' 'What a huge mess.' She sighed.

Her heart sank when she realized that the object of her affection was indeed Snape.

'He will never in a million years return my feelings; once again fate has shown me its cruel side, now that I'm in love it will turn out to be unrequited love.'

'Who cares? The last thing I need is to have feelings for anyone. The more I care the more I have to loose, and I'm just fine the way I'm, right? I can control this, who said I couldn't. The person that said one couldn't control one's heart obviously didn't know me so therefore didn't know what he was talking about.'

She decided to burry her newly found love deep within, and she fell asleep.

A/N: Should I keep posting? Or does this story suck?