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A Touch in the Dark - Masterlist

Chapter 1 - A Much Needed Holiday

Chapter 2 - Familiar Faces

Chapter 3 - A Quick Tour

Chapter 4 - Professional Drinking

Chapter 5 - Jar of Stars

Chapter 6 - To Complicated Parents

Chapter 7 - The Art of Having Fun

Chapter 8 - Trust Me

Chapter 9 - Unwanted News

Chapter 10 - Apologies

Chapter 11 - Night Sky

Chapter 12 - The Ministry Visits

Chapter 13 - A Different Perspective

Chapter 14 - A Dose of Reality

Chapter 15 - The Unexpected

Chapter 16 - Something to Live For

Chapter 17 - You’re Mine

Chapter 18 - Instincts

Chapter 19 - The Burden of Love

Chapter 20 - The After

Chapter 21 - Hog’s Head Inn Meeting

To be continued.

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“Venus in her shell was never so lovely, and Diana in the forest never so graceful as my Lady when she strides through Paris.”

A Touch in the Dark - Chapter 21: Hog's Head Inn Meeting

Word Count: 1,390

Warning: morning sickness/mentions of nausea

Hello lovely people,

I apologize for my long and unexpected hiatus. I'm alive, I promise! I am beginning to work on ATD again but I'm not sure yet how often I will be posting new chapters. Thank you for sticking around if you're still here.

- V

The walk to Hog’s Head Inn was long, the path had frozen over. The cold air filled your lungs and made you pull your scarf closer around you. It was about an hour before sunset. You planned to arrive early to survey the area and the people for anything suspicious. The pub bustled with the dinner rush commotion. You weaved your way through the tables and quickly found an empty stool at the bar. You kept your chin tucked into your scarf as you began scanning the room. All of the faces you examined seemed to be distracted in their own little worlds. You ordered a cup of tea and waited.

With a draft of cold air, the pub door creaked open. White hair slicked back into a tight bun and piercing eyes, Irma King radiated authority as approached with footsteps light as air. You glanced back over your shoulder to meet her gaze. The smell of tobacco followed the woman as she sat beside you. Then, with a thin smile, she signaled to the barkeep. The strained facade of confidence you attempted made you squirm uncomfortably in your seat. Your mouth felt drier than sand as you began to talk. “So this is your idea of talking where no one can hear?” You looked around at the pub patrons before turning back to look at the woman next to you. The small laugh that fell from her lips rang like steel.

“Of course,” Irma looked around as well, “they’re my men.”

“Oh,” you breathed, trying to shake away your obvious realization that you may have ‘fucked up.’ When you continued, you struggled to keep your voice from sounding shaky. “Well, then. Why did you want to see me?”

“I wanted to finish our interview.” Irma brought a cup of amber liquid to her lips. “You conjured a Patronus,” she looked at you inquisitively and then asked, “how?”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and paused to sip your tea to give you a moment to think about your response. “How do you know that information?” When the woman next to you let out another laugh your blood began to boil. “It was you.” You sipped your tea again before bringing a hand to your wand.

“I’m interested in your abilities, Y/N,” she turned her body to face you and leaned her side against the bar top. “You are very talented, and we wouldn’t want that talent to become…” she paused and waved her hand carelessly as she searched for the word “tainted.” The word simmered in the stifling pub air.

Your hand paused only millimeters from where you had your wand tucked in your leather boot. “What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about you and Severus Snape.” Irma’s expression had begun to fade into one of annoyance. All you could do was furrow your brow in confusion. When the white-haired woman saw that you were still not understanding she rolled her eyes and continued to speak. “Don’t play dumb with me, Y/N. I know you and Snape are planning something.” She finished her drink and said, “Severus is very powerful and his past does not speak very positively for him.” Irma signaled for another drink and you sat in silence trying to process what she had said. “We’ve detected a potent magical force at Hogwarts that has only seemed to grow stronger.”

“What kind of magical force?” You genuinely wanted to know what she was talking about. Then you felt a tugging force in your chest and a vision of the black shadow from your dream appeared in your mind.

“We were hoping you could tell us.” Irma’s accusatorial tone snapped you back to reality.

“I don't know what you think is going on,” you shook your head slowly, “but I can assure you, we are not plotting anything evil.” You laughed at how absurd it sounded. Irma watched you intently then spoke again.

“If the past has taught us anything, it is to be ever vigilant of possible threats.”

“We are not a threat to you or anyone else,” you sounded very matter-of-factly as you attempted to prove your point, “look, like I told Severus, I don’t know how I was able to perform those spells. I just did it and hoped for the best.” You were beginning to become irritated by Irma’s questioning and added, “plus I didn’t really have a choice since you set that dementor up to attack me.” Both of your hands clung to the teacup in front of you hoping it would keep your hands from socking this woman in the face.

“I’ll admit, Y/N, I admire your ability to fool Snape into thinking you’re innocent, but you can’t fool me.” With that Irma stood in one fluid motion and signaled to her men. For a moment you feared being taken against your will but filed out of the pub quickly and Irma ended your conversation with, “I will find the truth, whether I get it willingly or by force.” The glint in her eyes sent a shiver of goosebumps up your arms. Irma turned on her heel and left with another cold draft of winter air.

The warm tea you had clung to had gone cold before you were able to move again. It was a combination of anger and confusion that raged beneath your skin and made the winter clothes that had been bundled around you suffocatingly hot. You can’t even really remember how you made it back to your bed. Had you suddenly learned to fly? If only that were true, then maybe you could escape all of this. Life had become more complicated than you had meant for it to be.

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You dreaded the first day back at school. The thought of seeing Severus gave you a pit in your stomach. But when you stood before the Great Hall doors, the pit in your stomach turned into an overwhelming feeling of nausea. “Oh, no.” You gasped and hurried away from the smell of scrambled eggs to find the nearest bathroom. Out of the corner of your eye, you recognized the figure draped in black as you speed walked, you couldn’t stop even if you wanted to. Bursting through the bathroom door, you found the nearest stall and proceeded to vomit. When the dry heaving stopped you stood and rubbed small circles on your stomach. You caught your breath but you hadn’t heard the door to the bathroom open so when you stepped out of the stall to Severus standing awkwardly with a worried look in his eyes you nearly screamed.

“What are you doing?” You exclaimed at the man who proceeded to ignore your question.

“Are you alright?” He looked you over with anxious eyes and when they met yours, your heart ached.

“I’m fine.” Your voice was softer than you meant for it to be. You wanted to sound strong but your resolve crumbled being so close to him again. He stepped closer and watched patiently as you cleaned yourself up over the sink.

“I’m sorry.” Severus furrowed his brow apologetically, he could only manage to say those two words. He had planned to say more but that was all you needed. The surge of relief that passed through you forced you forward to bury your face in his chest and hug him tightly. The forgiveness came easy and you allowed it because you needed him now more than ever.

“Uhm,” he grunted and slowly wrapped his arms around you, “I was not expecting this.”

“Well, I forgive you but don’t be a jerk like that again.” You spoke into the warmth of his embrace and then you felt his muscles relax before he kissed you on the top of your head.

“We should get back to breakfast.” Severus pulled away gently.

“I don’t know if I can,” you groaned, “I may need a bucket.” You chuckled bitterly at the thought of what had just happened in the stall behind you. Severus reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a small vial with a soft purple liquid and handed it to you.

“For the morning sickness,” Severus spoke softly.

“Thank you.” You took the vial gratefully and smiled at the tender warmth that radiated from the man before you.

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A Touch in the Dark - Chapter 20: The After

Word count: 1,747

A knock on your door woke you. The Image of the dark figure sent a chill vibrating under your skin. You had forgotten about the intense dream, or was it real? You couldn't completely piece together exactly what happened but you still felt the frozen grip in your core. Your mouth and throat burned from dryness which made speaking difficult. A raspy sigh was the only sound that came from you. The knock came again and you attempted to move and with difficulty, you managed to stand. A vague memory of the events that had transpired last night fogged your mind and you wondered how you even got tucked into your bed. You moved slowly towards the door but paused. Words tried to form from your lips again attempting to ask the person to identify themself but you spoke so quietly you knew they could not hear you. When you opened the door you were surprised to see no one standing there. Maybe it was a student being cheeky. Regardless, your body ached with exhaustion and you were not in the mood for interaction with other people.

When you returned to your bed the exhaustion that had hung heavy on your limbs gave way to a burdensome sadness. The way Severus had spoken to you reminded you of the way he spoke when you first met, cold and distant. You knew there was something wrong, that he was having doubts but you weren’t sure how to help. Or if he even wanted help. Maybe this was a foolish fantasy, maybe it was time to accept that he’d never truly let someone love him nor would let himself love anyone back. When you thought about the life growing inside you your lips began to tremble. Would your child really grow up without a father? You thought or maybe hoped, Severus would be there for you both. Perhaps it was just a dream and the reality of your situation sent a tear streaming down your cheek.

You tucked yourself deeper into your cool sheets and wished away the pain you felt in your heart. The holiday break was coming to an end and you had a few days left of freedom. The thought of having to leave the safety of your bed made you cringe. A small thread of hope for you and Severus remained, however bleak the situation seemed, you knew he was a good man with a heart capable of love.

The moment when the look of sadness spread across your face played over and over in Severus’ mind. Each time he felt himself brace against the onslaught of emotions that followed. The only thing that kept his feet walking towards his office was the idea that he’d saved you from a lifetime of disappointments. He knew he could never live up to what you expected of him and he felt that pushing you away saved you and himself from ever having to live what he believed would be a lie.

Severus had spent the rest of his day pacing his office, unable to concentrate on any work for more than five minutes at a time. When he went to bed that night his eyes remained open. He stared into the darkness of his room, still unable to quiet his wandering thoughts. When morning finally began to seep in through the large windows he climbed out of bed. He blinked against the dryness of his eyes and walked quickly out of his room. At first, it felt as though his body had been moving against his will, he wasn’t really sure where he was going. Then he realized he was walking in the direction of your room. Without thinking he turned the final corner and approached the tall wooden door, each step accelerated the beat in his chest.

Why am I here? He questioned himself. The urge to knock overtook him. What he was hoping for he was not sure of but when he knocked and no answer came a wave of disappointment fell over him. After knocking a second time he forced himself to walk away before. He had gotten what he wanted and likely what he deserved.

It had been a full day of laying in your bed, occasional tears fell but mostly you stared at the wall letting the heaviness on your heart spread. It felt like the ocean had laid out across you, pushing you down. Your bed seemed like the only safe place in the world. The blankets were pulled close around you forming a lump on your bed. I have to get up, an exasperated sigh left you feeling deflated. The dread of exposing your skin to the cold air made getting out of your bed much more difficult. But you had work to do for your classes and wallowing in sadness was only going to delay the inevitable. A countdown from ten began in your head, you promised that at one you’d be up. Ten, nine, eight. You groaned as you threw the blankets away from you, seven, six, five, four. A moment of hesitation, three, two, one. You hopped up quickly before you could talk yourself out of it. The weight of your skin and bones felt foreign as you stood straightening and stretching your aching body.

“Why is it always so damn cold in here?” You hissed and rubbed at your bare arms. You quickly found your wand and lit a fire big enough to illuminate the entire space of your living quarters. The sun was already setting, a muted purple forced itself through the icy lake windows. You stood by the fire for a moment before washing up and dressing. It felt weird to be starting your day at this time but Holiday was ending soon and you had spent most of your time not working on lesson plans.

You dragged yourself to your office and lit another fire. With a bundle of food and a large mug of tea taken from the kitchen, you sat at your desk with an annoyed huff. You mentally promised yourself that you would not think about Severus, you will just forget about all of it and get your work done. Your hand rubbed subconsciously at your stomach. The small smile that formed on your lips when you thought about your baby was all you needed to motivate yourself. “I’ll be okay,” you whisper softly down at your lap, “for you, I’ll be okay.”

The work seemed never-ending, but you were glad to finally get something to eat and the warmth from the fire helped you to forget how heavy and cold you felt. Time passed slowly but you found it surprisingly easy to concentrate. Your mind appreciated the distraction. When the sound of footsteps echoed lightly in the night you hardly noticed until they were right outside your office door. You looked up suspiciously and reached for your wand. Then with a quick puff of air, a piece of paper slipped under the door and fluttered into your lap. Before you could speak the footsteps hurried away. The silence that followed was uncanny. You gently unfolded the piece of paper and read the softly curved letters:

I must speak with you where no one is listening. Go to the Hog’s Head Inn tomorrow at sunset, I’ll be waiting.

King

You turned the piece of parchment over in your hands examining it. Your brow furrowed when the thought of meeting with Irma entered your mind. What could she want? Then with one swift motion, the paper flew from your grip and buried itself among the burning logs of the fire across your office. You considered what could happen if you followed what the letter said. What if it’s a trap? Or what if she really does just want to talk. The loneliness that had weighed heavy on you crept its way back under your skin, you had no one you trusted that you could ask for advice. Perhaps Minerva but you knew she would immediately inform Severus and you wanted to keep him at a distance. Your eyes blankly stared into the flames as you pondered what to do.

After making it back to your room and sleeping through all of your questions, you finally made a decision. So many strange things had happened in the last day and for some reason, you had a bitter suspicion that Irma King knew why. You knew you had to be prepared for anything she might say or do, but the worst part was that you did not have Severus. He would’ve done anything to protect you and now you felt vulnerable without him. You secretly hoped that he’d show up at your door begging for you to take him back but you pushed against the crushing sadness because it was only going to distract you. You needed to focus on keeping yourself safe and protecting the life within you at all costs.

You had awoken around lunchtime. The school was still mostly empty as classes did not begin for another few days. Some students had begun to trickle in here and there but the long corridors and large classrooms were silent. During the school recess, you had made it a habit to directly go to the kitchen to find your meals. While the kitchen elves were severely unhappy about this, you knew that if you were polite and cleaned up after yourself they’d reluctantly allow it.

You quickly ate and as you were leaving the room you bumped into Minerva. She grunted softly and straightened herself up before looking at who it was she collided with.

“Oh, Y/N!” she exclaimed, “I’ve been meaning to find you. Have you seen Severus recently, he was supposed to-”

“Uhm, no. I have not seen him,” you cut her off, not wanting to dwell on any conversation about the man, “excuse me.” The sudden look of confusion and shock on the headmistress’s face sent blood straight to your cheeks. You hurried away pressing your cool hands to your face to ease the heat and you drew a deep breath. You were not ready to discuss with anyone about your relationship or lack of. The thought of it made your eyes begin to swell but you continued walking onward and whispered to yourself, “stay focused, stay focused.” You had a plan, a way to ensure the meeting with Irma would not compromise your or your child’s safety.

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Hello! I’d first like to apologize for the long and unexpected hiatus. I’ve been dealing with a lot of personal and family issues recently. The pandemic has also made work stressful so I’ve been focusing on self care. I hope you all are doing well and staying safe! Chapter 19 is finally here! Thank you for your patience. ❤️

A Touch in the Dark - Chapter 19: The Burden of Love

Word count: 1,594

Severus sat across from Minerva tapping a finger pensively on his thigh. His long sleeves covering the tension that coursed through his muscles as he listened to the Headmistress mull over possible reasons for a dementor attacking someone on school grounds. None of them made a bit of sense to him but with a sudden flash from a memory, the tapping stopped.

“What about that King woman?” His brow pulled together as he tried to remember more of what she had said. “What was it that she said before she left?”

“Are you mad? She’s from the Ministry, they would never condone such-” Minerva looked at the man across from her wide-eyed and taken aback when he cut her off.

“‘We’ll be watching.’ That’s what she said.” He sat forward with a new conviction in the beat of his heart, his blood pounded in his ears with every beat. “It was them.”

“Impossible,” Minerva shook her head as if trying to rattle away the idea, “they would never.”

“Oh, really? Are you sure?” The slow steady voice from Severus did nothing to help quell the stress that now hung in the air between them. “They are scared, frightened of the past repeating itself. Why else would they form that silly little group of grunts.” His voice lowered as he spoke like he felt prying eyes and ears on him. Minerva swallowed hard as she listened and when the cogs that turned in her mind presented her with a disturbing realization she spoke.

“Perhaps they know something,” she fidgeted in her chair uncomfortably.

“Perhaps.” The word pushed itself through Severus' teeth and he raised a brow curiously. He sat back in his chair, his back stiff, and began tapping his finger against his thigh again. “You don’t think…” his words trailed off into the now stifling air. He didn’t need to finish the question, Minerva knew exactly what he was asking and the thought of it made her skin crawl.

Severus clenched his fists, his nails dug into his palms painfully as he allowed his mind to conjure images of the past that made his stomach twist painfully. The idea of being confronted with

“Let’s not jump to conclusions.” She did her best to sound convincing enough to portray a facade of confidence and composure but she was hardly able to convince herself. “Right now, we have no proof to corroborate any of this. We must consider all possibilities, but first,” she clasped her hands together and smiled, “will you and Y/N be joining us tonight for the Holiday party?”

“Must we?” Severus rolled his eyes at the woman who smiled excitedly at him. He knew the answer was ‘yes'.

“Don’t be silly, Severus.” Minerva waved a hand lazily.

Severus was not interested in socializing when the thought that you could be in danger loomed over his mind. He sighed at the woman across from him and begrudgingly agreed. The conversation drifted to topics about school and students. Severus felt more distracted than ever, consumed by a worry he was not familiar with.

He left the office in a cloud of thought, his mind flurried around him like the snow outside the towering castle. The twisting in his stomach made his skin crawl, he hated this feeling and began resenting the fact that you made him feel so much. He knew you weren’t to blame for his emotions. He felt that he was beginning to care too much, letting himself become too exposed. In his mind, you were holding too much power, too much leverage. Severus wanted to believe that he’d changed, that the idea of finding love was attainable for him without the fear he had worked so hard to leave in the past.

Lost in thought and without realizing it, he walked straight into someone. At first, he did not notice who it was but when he heard your voice he blinked away the fogginess.

“Are you alright? You look lost.” You commented on his blank facial expression jokingly but when he maintained his frown you spoke with more concern, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, excuse me.” Then he moved to step around you and you grabbed at his arm to stop him. He looked at you for a brief moment before looking away down the long corridor.

“You’re lying.” You squeezed his arm but the warmth you had come to expect for you was not there. The stone-like expression intensified the downward-pointing corners of his mouth.

“Wouldn’t be the first time.” The tone of his voice cut like a dull knife. He knew what he was doing but he couldn’t help but feel irritated by you and the power you had over his normally well-controlled emotions. Severus kept his eyes away from yours. He stood so still he seemed to not take any breaths until you released him and walked away. Maybe this was a mistake, a lapse in judgment on his part. It didn’t matter anymore because he knew how he just treated you was going to change how you viewed him. Severus felt as if the fabric of his robes were constricting against him. His pace quickened as the words that came from his lips began to leave a bitter taste. The tightness in his chest grew, the corners of his being began folding in on him. He couldn’t determine if he was upset because he hurt you or angry that you made him feel such emotion at all. He was unsure of how to feel and the uncertainty terrified him more than he was willing to admit. The fear of the unknown is what scared him most. It threw him into a spiral of doubt and the only coping mechanism he knew was to push the source away. The sound of his footsteps echoed and when he approached the door of his office he stopped just short of the dark wooden entrance. He paused his mind for a moment and pondered the idea of losing you but as he imagined his life without you he felt an ache grip at his chest. But as quickly as the gripping pain ensued he reinforced his walls and pushed aside the thought of you and the idea of having a child. It was too much for him to carry, a burden of love that he was not ready for.

As you watched Severus disappear a sharp pain crept its way into your heart and intensified with every beat. His words had pierced you like a dagger, you knew that he was closing you out. He was gone. Maybe all of it was too good to be true after all, you knew he was emotionally fragile and maybe you had pushed him too far. You brought your hand to hold at your stomach as tears began to swell in your eyes. The breath in your chest hitched with every attempt you made to hold yourself together. The world around you seemed to disappear, the winter air and grey overcast sky faded into a darkened fog that engulfed you. What am I going to do?

You don’t remember how you ended up back in your room. When you awoke from a tearful and restless nap it was pitch black outside. The moaning of the wind as it moved through the spaces between the towering castle gave the night an eerie feeling. You sat up and the cold air that touched your bare shoulders sent a shiver coiling down your spine. As you blinked away the dryness in your eyes you felt a breeze brush against you. At first, you figured it was a draft but when the air that pushed against you a second time seemed to grab at your hair you flinched. You looked around the dark room, furrowing your brow as you attempted to make out a darkened figure against the wall across from you. The large area was impossibly dark, it seemed like a void had split the air and was swallowing any form of light into the inky blackness. Your arm instinctively began sliding toward where your wand sat on your bedside table. When your fingers curled around your wand a loud whooshing sound pounded against your ears. The blackened area grew and the air around you seemed to disappear like you had been sitting in a vacuum. With no breathable air, you gasped helplessly and aimed your wand at the figure as it shifted and twitched until the shape of a person emerged. The faceless person stepped closer. You continued to struggle for air as the sound grew louder and pushed against your eardrums. Panicked heartbeats pounded in your chest when you realized the figure was reaching for your stomach. You tried to move away but every muscle in your body burned with lack of oxygen. A booming gurgle voice bubbled from the shadow as it engulfed you. Suddenly air flooded the room and spun like a storm at sea. The rush suddenly filled your lungs as you gaped at the figure before you.

“The end is near, for he shall rise again. From the flames will labor bear the one true vessel from which he will reign.” As the last word was spoken the air whipped away the black figure and all was still. You drew in a shaky breath. With your wand clenched tightly against your palm, you moved to get out of your bed. The room began to spin as you stood, you became lightheaded with the sudden movement and your vision went blurry.

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A Touch in the Dark: Chapter 18 - Instincts

Word count: 1,928

It’s so cold. Where am I?

Darkness clouded your vision. The sound of your heartbeat in your ears boomed as you slowly regained consciousness.

The solid ground beneath you was jagged with ice, it pocked at you through your layers of winter clothes and reminded you that you were outside. You groaned at the stabbing headache that throbbed behind your eyes.

“Mmm.” You brought a hand to hold your forehead, your cool skin eased the pain. As you began to push yourself up your vision started coming back to you. The world around you was covered in white and snow was now falling more heavily. It was still daylight and the brightness of the sun glared in your face making it difficult to open your eyes completely. “Ow.” You rubbed at your head then realized warm blood was still dripping from your nose.

You managed to stand and steady yourself before looking around. There were no signs of the dementor from earlier. The blood warmed the skin of your cheek and neck as it saturated your scarf. That’s a lot of blood, you thought to yourself and pinched your nose. The steps you took were slow as you attempted to maintain your balance. You made it to the castle vaguely aware of the few students that were gathered in the hall now staring at you. Severus was still sitting at his desk when you stumbled into his office. Your mind still spun with images of the horrifying creature.

“What happened?” He stood and hurried to you placing his hands over your cheeks. When he noticed the blood he began grabbing at your clothes earnestly looking for any injuries. After looking you over he noticed that you stood still pinching your nose and your eyes were closed. “What. Happened?” he asked again with more of a stern tone. His brow furrowed as he held you by the shoulders and shook you slightly.

“My head, ugh, hurts,” you moved your hand from your nose, the bleeding had stopped. You groaned when Severus pulled you closer and began using the corner of his robes to start whipping the blood off of your face. “There was a dementor.” You blurted out sounding more shocked as you began to process what had occurred.

The rubbing at your cheek ceased. Your eyes fluttered open to a grave look on Severus’ face. The urge to comfort him overtook you but your muscles felt too weak to even hold yourself up. You peered into his eyes and watched as tried to hide the storm of anger that began to churn. The spell had drained you, made you feel so incredibly sleepy. You began to lean more into his touch, trying to support yourself in any way you could. His hands were warm and gentle, his calloused skin a contradiction to the softness he emitted for you.

“Are you positive?” He spoke slowly and when you nodded he pursed his lips. The man before you took a deep breath, he looked you over once more with concerned eyes then guided you to sit on his couch. He lit a fire and you relaxed a bit in the heat. Hands began undoing your bloodied winter layers. Severus wondered for a moment about how you had been able to defend yourself. He thought about the healing spell you had performed and how much it took out of you.

Then he spoke, “you conjured a Patronus.” It wasn’t a question, he knew you were clever. He knew you were too smart for your own good. You looked up at him bleary-eyed and nodded again. Severus huffed in response then rummaged through a closet to find a rag to clean the rest of the blood. He knelt before you taking your hands in his. His lips pecked at your wrist before cleaning them. He let them fall gently in your lap and then began scrubbing at your neck. Anger began building within him as he sifted through anyone who could be responsible. It wasn’t some random occurrence. This was no accident and he was going to impose his wrath on whoever was responsible.

But right now all that mattered was you. He hid his anger as he soothed your tense muscles. The overwhelming feelings of vengefulness were nothing compared to the relief of knowing that you were safe.

“Why was it here?” Your voice trembled as all the fear came rushing back to you from that moment. It wasn’t of the wretched creature itself but fear of all that you had to lose. With a hand clutching at your stomach you brought your other hand to grasp Severus’ wrist. You squeezed him hoping he’d comfort you more.

“I will find out how this happened.” Severus gazed up at you, his dark eyes hiding the rage within him. His calm exterior attempting to quiet your fear but he felt his blood boiling as he seethed internally. After he finished cleaning your skin he sat next to you and pulled you into his lap. His strong arms encircled you in a protective embrace. You melted against him absorbing heat into your chilled bones and burying your face in his neck.

“Are you okay?” He asked, his deep voice vibrating against your skin.

“I think so,” you whispered, “I passed out but I think we’re okay.” You felt him look down and his hand that had been clutching at your leg moved up your thigh and gently rested on your belly. He inhaled deeply, trying to breathe all of you in to keep you safe. You snuggled deeper into his tight embrace and sighed.

“How long were you unconscious?” Severus didn’t really want to know the answer to the question. Whatever the answer was he knew it would only fuel his anger. He kept his eyes focused on the small space between you and waited.

“I- I don’t know, not long.” The sleepiness you felt earlier was now taking over and you fought to keep your eyes open. It wasn’t long before the drowsiness forced you asleep and Severus stayed silent as he watched over you.

The door to the Headmistress’s office was already open when Severus strode in closing it behind him. He approached the desk Minerva sat at with such high velocity that she believed for a moment he’d slam right into it. When his hands landed firmly in front of her she looked at him with wide baffled eyes.

“Are you aware that Miss Y/L/N was attacked by a dementor today? On. School. Grounds.” He spoke through clenched teeth attempting to hold back his fury. A fire tore through him and he felt his blood boiling in the heat.

“What?” The bewildered look on the headmistress's face was almost enough to make Severus implode. “Is she alright? Where is-”

“She-” he pulled back with fists clenched at his sides, “She is fine, but-” Severus paused. His mind flooded with everything he wanted to say. All of the pent-up emotion threatened to escape but he contained himself in his tightened hands. Minerva had been his most trusted friend for years, he wanted to tell her the truth. That he was deeply in love with the new professor, he had let her heal his wounds and made him feel whole again. We wanted to tell her how pissed he was you were put in that situation and he wanted to rage over the fact that his unborn child had been put in harm’s way. But he didn’t and his whole body felt stretched thin as he contained himself. The shallow rise and fall of his chest were the only movements he could manage because he felt like a teacup teetering on an edge like any movement could shatter him. He knew Minerva was not responsible but he had no one else to go to.

“Severus,” Minerva spoke his name tenderly as if she could read his mind, “I will investigate this and find out how a dementor ended up on school grounds.”

“Thank you,” Severus was curt with his response.

“You love her.” It wasn't a question, Minerva knew he had been developing feelings for you. She saw how his eyes lit up when you were near and noticed the sharpness in his voice softened when he spoke to you.

“I-” the air left Severus’ lungs as he looked at Minerva wide-eyed. He furrowed his brow and relaxed his tensed hand. “Yes, I love her,” words left his mouth before he could stop them, “and I love the child, my child, that she carries. I will find out how this happened, I will protect her.”

After painfully sitting through Minerva’s ecstatic ramblings and congratulations, Severus found his way back to his office where you slept curled up on his couch. He felt his heartache for you as he watched you sleep for a moment. The desire to protect what was his came from somewhere deep inside him, some primal instinct to bare his teeth like a wild animal backed into a corner. This was unfamiliar to him, normally he’d steel himself from feeling like this but right now he was embracing it. Letting himself feel what it means to love deeply and it scared him.

When you opened your eyes again your upper body shot up with a gasp, you expected to be outside again as if stumbling into Severus office bloodied and bleary was a dream. You took in your surroundings and realized it was real. A relieved sigh left you. You stood from the couch hoping to find Severus at his desk but he wasn’t there. Then you heard the clinking of glass from his classroom and you followed the noise.

“I spoke with Minerva,” Severus stated when he saw you enter his classroom, “she will help me find out why that thing was on these grounds.” He kept working on the task in front of him as he spoke.

“Good,” you responded quietly and approached the table he was standing over. His normally precise hands moved roughly with a tension that he normally didn’t have. The center of his brow scrunched together as he worked. “Sev,” you whispered and watched him stop. He paused for a moment before shaking his head slowly.

“She knows,” he spoke curtly without looking up from the table, “I told her about us.”

“Oh, that’s fine.” You noticed the tension that remained in his eyes when he finally looked up. “I don’t mind if she knows,” you tried to reassure him as you walked around the table to stand closer to him, “are you -”

“I can’t lose you,” he uttered before you could finish. The word made your chest tighten as your heart fluttered within. He jutted a hand out to grasp at your wrist, he squeezed it gently as if that was all he could bear to say as if that was enough emotional spillage for him to stress over.

“You won’t.” The space between you and the tall man shortened as you put yourself between him and the table. He let you pull him closer into an embrace, your arms circling his neck. When you drew away slightly he pressed his forehead against yours. His hands greedily sliding down your sides and under the seam of your shirt to feel the soft skin of your hips and lower back. You felt the tension melt away from his skin. When he pressed his lips against yours you felt his whole body loosen as if every muscle let out a sigh of relief.

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A Touch in the Dark - Chapter 17: You’re Mine

Warnings: NSFW, Smut

Word count: 2,512

You’re awoken by wandering hands roaming your body. The feeling of the hands squeezing at the sensitive skin between your thighs made you giggle and turn to the man lying next to you.

“What are you doing?” You whispered and adjusted to the arms that were now wrapped around you.

“Nothing,” he sighed and pulled you close. His lips connected with yours for a deep kiss, you opened for his tongue. A small whine escaped from your mouth when he pulled away. He cocked his head curiously.

“Hmm,” Severus hummed. His lips curved mischievously, dark eyes glossing over with a sudden rush of lust. His hands began to feel up the length of your back making your skin tingle. He gripped the back of your neck and the beat of your heart accelerated. The look in his eyes sent a shock to the warmth between your legs. After another kiss, he made a quick movement and was now hovering above you with his hands on either side of your head.

“Severus,” you sighed when moved his mouth to your neck. At first, he kissed the skin softly but soon started to scrape his teeth and lick at the reddened spots he left. You tilted your head to give him more room, your hands clutched at his biceps.

“I couldn’t sleep,” he murmured against you then moved his assault to the other side of your neck, “I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” his breath was hot against your skin as he spoke. All night long he dwelled on the idea of you swollen with his child. At first, he felt mostly apprehension but then a possessiveness overtook him. He began to give in to the selfish feelings he felt over you. He began to realize just how much he wanted you, all of you. Wanted this, wanted the child growing within you because he never thought he’d have a family of his own. The pull he felt in his heart for you intensified as he watched over you.

The soft moans that came from you encouraged him to continue. His hand moved to reach under your shirt and knead at your breast. Your breath caught in your chest at the sensation and when he pinched your hard nipple you arched up into his hand.

“You’re mine.” His voice came out as a low growl. The sheer primal tone sent a bolt of arousal to your heat. You rocked your hips up against Severus’ growing erection and he groaned at the friction.

“I’m yours, all yours.” Your desperate whines filled the room. Severus then slowly slid his hand down to your waist. He moved down so that he could plant kisses along your stomach and squeezed at you. He kissed above the hem of your panties.

“Mine,” this came out as a whisper from the man. You laid still and watched him as he slowly moved lower, hovering close to your now wet opening. He kissed at your clothed folds and then quickly moved to suck and bite at your inner thighs. At one point he found a particularly sensitive spot and you flinched bringing your fingers to grasp at his hair. You gasped when he yanked off your panties and pulled you closer.

“This gorgeous pussy is mine too,” he nibbled at you again then murmured, “look at you, all wet for me.”

“Severus, please.” You groaned impatiently. Then without hesitation, he took your pulsing clit in his mouth and you gasped loudly. He began to roll your sensitive bundle between his lips and press his tongue against you. A broken moan left you and you raked your fingers through his hair pulling him closer to you. He hummed against you in appreciation of the touches from you. He lapped and sucked at your folds making you writhe beneath him. A large hand was placed over your stomach to keep you still and the other teased at the entrance of your quivering entrance. With a low groan, he watched his finger disappear inside of you. The feeling of your soaked walls fluttering against him forced curses from his lips. You bucked your hips up against him when he began pumping you opened your mouth in exclamation.

“Oh,” you grinned at the sudden pressure inside you, “a-another, another one please.” You whimpered, begging for him to fill you more. He complied, pushing another into you and curving them against the bundle of nerves inside you. A shudder ripped through you. The explosion of color behind your eyes and in your head was pure ecstasy. The feeling of his warm mouth and tongue against you sucking at your juices brought you to the edge. The sinful sounds that filled the room made your skin tingle and your muscles contract around his large fingers making him hum with encouragement.

“Yes, yes. Severus, please don’t stop.” Your small pants and whines quickened as you balanced at the edge. He shook his head to give you more friction. The pressure that built up in the base of your spine burst, sending you over the edge you had been teetering over so deliciously, “mmmm I - I’m coming oh fucking hell.” Your fingers pulled at his hair, nails scratching at his scalp.

Severus continued pumping and curving his fingers inside of you helping you ride out your orgasm and with his other hand he reached down to his now throbbing erection. Pumping himself a few times he growled into your gushing pussy lapping eagerly. You jerked against his mouth as you became sensitive to the overstimulation and watched as he tore at his own clothes, still using his tongue on you. When he finally moved his mouth from you to take off his shirt he kept his eyes locked on yours. His fingers left you slowly and you whined at the loss. The fingers that were deep inside you were now lathering his cock in your juices.

“You’re mine,” he whispered and climbed up to kiss at your collar bone, “and I will never,” he kissed your neck, “ever,” he kissed your cheek, “leave you.” He ended my pressing lips yours, letting you taste yourself on his mouth and tongue. You felt him press his hips against you and his cock sliding against your swollen clit.

“Severus,” you spoke breathlessly between hungry kisses, “I love you.” The words left your lips before you could think about what you were saying. Was it you that spoke those words? They seemed to linger like the smell of rain, stuck to your skin like honey, and you made him ravenous for them.

“I love you too.” He spoke close to you hoping that you’d absorb them into you like he felt he had with you. Swallow every bit of him and know that he was yours just as you were his. You kissed him greedily and when you reached between you he groaned looking down to watch you rub his head against your entrance. After a moment you let him push into you, stretching your already sensitive walls. You moaned and fluttered your eyelids closed as his hips adjusted. He filled you painfully but when he impatiently began to grind himself against you the pain melted away into pure bliss.

“Ngh and I love this tight pussy.” He groaned into your neck and the words gave you a sudden rush of pleasure and you fluttered around him making him gasp.

“M-move,” you commanded, “please.” Suddenly the grinding turned into slow hard thrusts. He pushed against you and forced himself deeper pounding against your cervix. You exclaimed at the intense fire that engulfed you and spread to all your nerves. The sound of his skin smacking against yours and the feeling of your wetness that now dripped down the bottom of your ass were the only things you could think about. Severus kept his face buried in your neck and brought a hand to your sweat coated forehead to move a lock of hair and comb it behind your ear. You held him close against you digging your nails into the skin of his lower back.

“Oh, yes. More, g-give me more. P-please.” You slid your hands lower and squeezed at the flesh of his ass encouraging him. His mouth opened against the skin of your shoulder as he used his arms to lift your legs more so the angle forced his cock to ram against your g-spot. You practically squealed at the immediate explosion of ecstasy. His hand gripped at your hips leaving his mark on you.

“Fuck,” Severus growled and thrust into you faster. He felt the pulsing of your walls around him. The soft heat of you against him was pure heaven. He relished in the feelings you gave him and wanted to love you like this forever.

When his hands left your waist he pulled himself out of you and quickly turned your shocked body over onto your stomach and lifted your hips to bring your ass to him. You spread your knees to support yourself and waited eagerly giving him a show by wiggling your hips a little. His hand spread over your cheeks spreading them to view your soaked and quivering cunt. A low rumble in his chest erupted before he buried himself deep into you in one quick thrust. He planted his hands on your hips again and squeezed you mercilessly as he began to move in and out of you.

You closed your eyes and pressed your face into the cool satin sheets. The feeling of his cock pounding against your sensitive walls from this angle was overwhelming. He pulled against you to meet his thrusts and when his rhythm faltered you knew he was close. A hand left your hip and moved to rub erratic circles over your clit. You moaned his name and clawed at the sheets beneath you as you approached the edge of another climax. He leaned close, melting his body into yours, and planted soft kisses against your shoulders and back.

“Cum for me,” the warmth of his breathed words against your skin coiled a shiver down your spine, “cum for me, love.” Tears welled in your eyes as the overpowering orgasm ripped through you causing your muscles to clench and you tensed around the cock ramming into you.

“Severus, oh my… s-shit I -” words stopped coming to you fell from the edge again, and trembled through an intense orgasm. You felt Severus’ pace falter again and he desperately ground his hips into you and continued attacking your clit.

“That’s it, f-fuck.” He trembled and you felt him buckle as he spilled himself into you. He growled your name as he fell from his own edge. The feeling of his warm cum inside you made you sigh as you came down from the intoxicating high. The man above you laid his cheek against the skin of your back and then you felt his body slump over you. Your body relaxed under him and you grunted at the sudden weight on you.

“You’re heavy.” You grumbled after a moment. With a groan, Severus shifted to lay with your back pressed against him not bothering to pull himself out of you. He held you close and kissed at the nape of your neck. One arm wrapped around under your breasts and the other holding possessively at your belly moving his thumb lazy back and forth. You both began to slow your breathing and sleepily cuddled into each other. You didn’t speak and nor did you need him to. Your hands rested over his lovingly and you felt yourself drifting back to sleep in his arms.

The cold air slashed against the skin of your cheeks. You walked outside in the ankle-deep snow listening to the crunch of the icy layers under you. Severus had been busying himself with paperwork and stocking his supplies so you had to find something else to do. A walk outside was more appealing than working on your own paperwork. You watched as a small flurry of snow fell from the trees surrounding you. It was bright out and you squinted at the reflection of the sun off your white surroundings. When you opened them a dark figure floated a few feet before you. You jerked away suddenly and fell on your back as surprise rang through you.

“What the fuck.” You gasped and watched the ghoulish thing approach you. Scrambling back you hurried to find your wand and pointed it outward at the black silhouette with its arms outstretched and spidery fingers grabbing at the cold air. The jagged opening at the head opened like a mouth and a raspy gasp made your heart skip a beat. You knew what you were looking at but as you trembled you hoped it wasn’t real. A dementor on the school grounds was absurd. You had never seen one in person but you knew all about them.

“O-okay,” your voice cracked, “okay, uhm.” You raked your brain for all of the information you had read in order to figure out what you were supposed to do at this moment. A Patronus charm. But you had never conjured one before. You began to mumble to yourself as the figure drew closer and the dreadful sound got louder. What was it? What was that spell?

“Expecto p-patronum.” Your voice cracked again with fear. Come on. “Expecto patronum.” A faint blue light emanated from your wand for a moment before fizzling out. “Expecto. Patronum.” You spoke more confidently trying to blow away the fear and the blue light erupted from your wand. It blinded you for a moment and then you watched as a (Your Patronus) burst forward pushing the dementor away from you. A moment of relief washed over you as the blue light pulsed for a moment. You watched the dementor seize and disappear into the trees.

As the light faded so did your vision. A warm drop of blood fell from your nose and your surroundings began to spin then there was nothing.

Muddied boots stomped down the marble hall. When the door opened Irma looked up to see her associate that had been assigned to the Hogwarts case. She raised a brow at the sudden intrusion and signaled for the man to speak.

“It worked. She took the bait, she conjured a Patronus.”

“Hm. So she’s more powerful than we initially thought.” Irma looked back at her work.

“There’s something else.” the man paused. Irma waited and when she didn't hear him speak he eye flicked up again.

“Spit it out.”

“She’s pregnant.” The man spoke matter-of-factly and held his hands behind his back. The white-haired woman sitting behind her desk cocked her head. She set down her paperwork and pursed her lips.

“Well,” she laced her fingers together, “that is an. Interesting. Development.”

“It’s his.”

“What?” Irma flinched at the shock of the new information. She had to consider the many implications that this pregnancy may have. She sifted through the many intruding thoughts and waved the man off.

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A Touch in the Dark - Chapter 16: Something to Live For

Word count: 1,723

You sank into the large couch cushions before the roaring fire of your quarters. It was the dead of night and the winter wind howled between the stone towers. In your hands, you held the glass vial filled with stars and a small white moon. You stared down at the dark fluid swirling about as if the wind from outside were bottled in the confines of the glass container. The warmth from the fire warmed your feet. You sighed and placed a hand on your belly thinking about the little life growing inside of you. Fear and excitement coursed through you but the next thought that came to you made you smile. You imagined Severus caring for that small life and loving you both as a family. It didn’t seem possible, the future you saw in your head seemed so far away like if you reached far enough it’d just blow away. The man you saw was warm and whole. But his reality was much different. His cold, hard exterior contained volatile emotions like the vial in your hands. You wanted to believe that he’d be accepting of the situation but you couldn’t be sure.

Of the many thoughts that drifted into your mind that night, one brought you back to the reality of the situation. You had worked as a medical professional prior to being a professor. You knew that the first twelve weeks were the most crucial. If you were going to lose the pregnancy it would most likely be during that time. You considered waiting until after the twelve weeks but could you handle all of this alone? The guilt of hiding this was already beginning to gnaw at your insides.

The night passed and sleep never found you. It wasn’t long before you felt the warm tickle of the sun as it trickled into your room. The greenish hues contrasting the bright fire you kept ablaze. Thinking all night gave you a sharp headache, you felt the pain behind your eyes, and when you moved to stand the pain intensified. You groaned and brought the hand that had rested upon your stomach all night to cover your eyes. The pain eased a bit under the pressure.

“I need a shower.” You groaned again and made your way to the bathroom. The sound of your feet patting against the cool tile echoed through your empty quarters. You wished the man you cared for so much was with you but it was only you and the tiny being within you. You stepped into the shower and let the water relax your muscles. I have to tell him, don’t I? You whispered so quietly it was barely audible and tilted your head back to let the water fall over your face.

After getting dressed you made your way down to the kitchen to find something to eat and a hot cup of tea. The elves usually left out small portions for staff and professors. You sat with a bowl of oatmeal and fruits. The creaking of the wooden door opening made you look up from your breakfast. There stood Severus. You watched him hesitate before entering and walking up to the table you sat at. The fear in your stomach grew as you watched him get closer. He stood over the table for a moment then sat across from you, keeping his eyes on you the entire time. After a moment of silence, he spoke.

“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?” His voice was direct and you felt your pulse quicken. You were silent as you contemplated your response.

“Nothing’s wrong.” You continued to eat so that you could break his intense stare.

“You are a terrible liar.” He raised a brow at you and cocked his head slightly. A small laugh escaped from you before you looked up to meet his eyes again.

“I am not lying,” you brought another spoonful of food to your mouth, “I am simply … withholding information.”

“Withholding. Information.”

“I want to tell you but,” the skin on your face reddened as you grew more nervous, “I’m not sure how.” You looked away not wanting to see whatever hurt filled Severus’ eyes.

“Is it something terrible?” His voice was soft, the sudden change in tone prompted you to face him again.

“No, no. Well, I’m not sure.” The emotions that buzzed within you in combination with your now intensified hormones made your eye burn with tears. The sudden panicked look on Severus’ face made you laugh for a moment before the overwhelming anxiety brought tears flooding from your eyes. You buried your face in your hands in embarrassment.

“Y/N,” Severus spoke carefully, “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.” He wanted to reach out and touch you. He wanted you to know that you were all that mattered to him at that moment but this was uncharted territory for him. He wasn’t sure what to do. Plus he was kind of terrified by how quickly you went from laughter to crying. “Y/N, please I -”

“Nothing is wrong.” You snapped in frustration then let out an exasperated sigh. You watched as Severus drew back. That was how you knew he was done talking. His brow furrowed as he watched you wipe away your tears. Then without another word he got up from the table and started for the door. Dammit. You had to stop him. You had to tell him.

“Severus,” you called after him and he stopped walking. He didn’t face you but he waited for you to speak again. “I - I’m pregnant.”

The tall man looked back over his shoulder at you with a confused look on his face. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. When he started walking away again you stood and followed after him. His swift stride left a flurry of dark robes trailing behind him.

“Severus, where are you going? Are you seriously just going to walk away from me?” You reached after him and he quickly faced you when your hands touched.

“I can’t do this.” He spoke through clenched teeth as if the very words pained him.

“What are you talking about?” You took his hand in yours and placed it on your belly where the small life grew, “I’m pregnant and you cannot just walk away.”

His eyes widened and you saw his body tense. The muscles of his jaw were jagged with fear. He looked at you with apprehension and when you brought a hand to his cheek you felt him begin to relax.

“I’m scared too.” You spoke for him. You spoke so he wouldn't have to because you knew his first instinct was to close himself off. You both stood still for a moment as if trying to decipher if it was a dream. Severus held his hand against you and stared down at the spot it covered. He was stunned by the idea of having a child and he was worried that he’d end up being a horrible father. He never really had a good example of what a father should be. How was he supposed to know what to do?

When Severus finally looked at your face you smiled at him reassuringly. The look in your eyes filled his heart with an aching need for you. He realized it didn’t matter how terrified he was because he needed you and now you needed him more than ever. It was time for him to be accountable for someone other than himself, to be accountable for the child, his child, inside you. He pursed his lips and spoke, “I apologize for walking away like that, it will never happen again.”

You forgave him with a kiss. It was soft and his lips moved against yours tenderly. The world around you melted away as you leaned against him. His strong hands held you close and made you feel safe. When you broke the kiss you looked up at Severus and smiled. For a second his eyes flicked to look behind you. As your surroundings reemerged he realized that a student who had stayed behind for the winter break was standing dumbfounded watching the menacing potions master kissing the new professor. His body tensed again and he released you. He pushed past you and approached the unfortunate student.

“If you so much as think about telling anyone what you saw or heard I will personally ensure your time here is akin to hell on earth.” After watching the student run away, Severus turned back to you.

“Was that really necessary?” You asked and held back a laugh.

“Yes,” he placed a hand on the small of your back and began guiding you back into the kitchens, “you should finish eating.”

That night Severus insisted that you sleep with him. He wanted you close. You were exhausted from the sleepless night you spent contemplating the conversation you needed to have with Severus. Now that you told him, you felt more at ease and the hours of lost sleep began to catch up to you. You were curled up against him reading when your eyelids began to grow heavy. He looked away from his own book to see you struggling to keep your eyes open. He put his book down and took yours too. Then he lifted you from the couch and walked you to his bed. You relaxed into his cool satin sheets and smiled. He laid next to you and then you felt his arms pull you close.

Severus watched you drift off to sleep. Then he hesitantly brought a hand to your belly. The tiny life was just a thought, it didn’t seem real. He imagined the future in brightness for once and felt his heart skip a beat when you placed a hand over his. He didn’t realize that you hadn’t completely fallen asleep.

“I know you don’t think this but for what it’s worth, I think you’re going to be a great father.” You spoke softly and cuddled closer to the man beside you.

“Thank you,” Severus whispered back. He planted tender kisses over the skin of your neck and shoulder. The fear he had felt before was now melting away. You had given him a purpose, something to live for.

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A Touch in the Dark - Chapter 15: The Unexpected

Word count: 931

This is a short update. I have a few days off from work so I will update sunday :)

Red and orange light saturated the space of the headmistress’s office. You stood before the large desk and listened absentmindedly to Minerva speaking. The words poured in one ear and fell out the other. Your mind raced with nervous thoughts about your discovery. Whatever words floated in the air meant nothing to you in that moment.

“Miss Y/L/N,” Minerva stopped mid sentence, “you seem distracted. Is everything alright?” She looked you up and down with a concerned glint in her eyes.

“Yes, yes I’m fine.” You awoke from your thoughts and shook the distraction from your head. “Please, continue.”

The headmistress nodded and began to speak again. You feigned alertness but still your mind was elsewhere until something the Headmistress said caught your attention.

“A what?” You spoke suddenly.

“A skills inventory, with Irma King.” Minerva continued, “she has taken an interest in you because of your skill, It’s best that you show her that there is no need for concern.”

“Of course.” You agreed but couldn’t help but feel annoyed by how persistent the white haired woman was.

After finishing with Minerva, you made plans to meet with Madam Pomfrey to see if she could help you. It was still early in the day and you sat at your desk tapping your finger. Your eyes glued to the clock watching every second pass. You waited and watched, not bothering to look down at the lessons you were supposed to be working on. As soon as the time came, you stood and rushed to leave. The door opened swiftly and there stood Severus.

“I have something I need to take care of.” You spoke curtly before he could speak and avoided meeting his gaze. The anxiety you felt was now creeping down to your hands and you felt them begin to tremble. You stepped to move past him and he took your arm in his firm grip. His stare was steady. The feeling of his touch relaxed you enough to look back at him. He searched your face carefully and you smiled nervously. Soon he released you and you slowly walked away. He knew something was going on with you but he restrained himself from asking. As he watched you walk away he felt a slight twinge in his chest. The look on your face worried him. He knew you were keeping something from him and it left a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Come on, why is this taking so long?” You paced the floor of the hospital wing bathroom biting at your nails. You kept your eye on the small vial of liquid that sat atop one of the small counters. “Are you sure this will work?”

“It will work, you just have to give it some time.” Madam Pomfrey spoke from behind the door. You sighed and faced the counter with your arms folded over your chest. You stared down at the small glass container as if willing it to give you an answer to your burning question. Anxiety bubbled in your chest with every beat of your heart. The pounding in your ears grew louder as the color of the fluid began to change color.

When you emerged from the bathroom you looked at the patiently waiting Pomfrey. She raised a brow at you. You gave her a grave look.

“Blue is yes, red is no.” She spoke slowly and inspected your facial expression.

“Right,” you nodded, “thank you for helping me.” The quickness in your steps brought you out into the hall before the worried looking woman could speak. The only thought that filled your mind was the color that appeared in the vial. Your eyes burned with blue as the realization set in. This is not happening. This is not happening. The phrase turned and turned in your head as you hurried down to Severus’ office. You approached the door and stopped suddenly. What am I going to say? I shouldn’t, I can’t. The dark wooden door stared back at you. “I can’t do this.” You whispered to yourself. You knew you would have to tell him eventually but at this point you were still trying to accept the news yourself. After backing away from the door you made your way back to your room.

You paced back and forth, thinking about how to tell Severus about the pregnancy. The images in your mind of all the possible scenarios flowed past like a stream. An image of anger, of understanding, of disdain, of joy. How could you possibly know which will play out? Your anxiety turned to fear when a knock came from your door. A second of hesitation passed over you before opening the door.

“Severus,” you started, “I - I’m sorry for snapping at you earlier.”

“Are you alright?” He watched you carefully. When you didn’t respond he brought a hand to your cheek.

“I can’t tell you,” when you saw the look in his eyes darken you took his hand from your cheek and held it in your own, “not right now.”

“Find me when you’re ready.” He pulled his hand away and turned to leave. You saw the hurt in his eyes. He couldn’t stand there with you knowing you had something hidden, something keeping you away. It made you cold all over, your skin tightened over your arms.

“Wait, I -” you wanted to tell him but again you decided against it, “I’m sorry.” The idea of upsetting him made you sick to your stomach. Your hands began to tremble again and your eyes blurred as tears erupted from your eyes.

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Hey! How are you?💓I miss your posts!

Hi! I’m okay I’ve just been busy with work. I work in a hospital and we’re getting our second wave of covid so it’s been a little crazy lol.

I have half of the next chapter written, I will finish it today and post it sometime tonight! 💕

Your last one was hard to read. I tried right after you posted but stopped. Tried again today but I had to stop again. It’s so cringy. So out of character for Severus to be sooo... fluffy? Your work was always good but the last two where just ew

I’m apologize that you didn’t like the last few chapters. Fanfiction is a personal interpretation and I’ve always believed that beneath Severus’ hard-ass exterior he’s gentle and soft. I guess the fluff was just how I wanted to show how he’s able to be vulnerable with the right person. Please know that I always hope everyone who reads my writing enjoys it, so thank you for reading. ☺️

A Touch in the Dark - Chapter 14: A Dose of Reality

Word count: 1,114

Warnings: SMUT, NSFW

“It would make me even happier if you would grant me the privilege of being your partner, in this life and the next.”

You felt your heart flutter in your chest as you looked into Severus’ dark eyes. At that moment nothing else mattered, only how much you wanted to kiss him and tell him that you'd love nothing more than to be with him. Your movements were brisk as you stood and closed the distance between you two. He was quick to notice your movements and pushed aways from the table creating a space for you which you gladly filled by straddling his lap. You then took his cheeks in your hands and pressed your lips against his. He grasped your waist and kissed you back passionately. You pulled away and admired the man who had stolen your heart.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes.” you smiled and pressed your forehead to his. The smile on Severus’ face beamed and for the first time in his dreary life, he was genuinely happy. He smiled and kissed you again and you let his tongue roam your mouth. His hands squeezed at the skin on your hips and you felt him pulling you closer. The pounding in his chest overwhelmed him with the sensation of pure bliss.

“I think,” you spoke breathlessly between kisses, “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

“I sure hope so,” Severus let out a mischievous chuckle, “otherwise I’d feel extremely awkward with the current situation.”

An amused giggle escaped from you and it reminded Severus of a song bird’s melodious tune. He relished in the new feelings that coursed through his body like a flood overtaking a dam. What had he done to deserve such love? Had the universe forgiven him for his past transgressions? He dwelled on these thoughts for only a moment before he let them fade away into the light of your love.

You spent the night in Severus’ arms. He whispered sweet words against the nape of your neck. Time had slowed and the world around you melted away.

Dawn came and went. Soon the midday sun beamed down through the lake and sent greenish hues through the dungeon windows. You extended an arm and felt Severus’ warm skin. Your eyes opened to the site of his sleeping face. He looked calm and you smiled at the thought of him feeling at ease.

“Sev,” you whispered, bringing your hand to gently stroke his cheek, “Severus, darling. It’s past noon, we should get up.”

He sighed and turned his head so he could kiss the palm of your hand.

“I suppose we must.” With that he drew you close and nuzzled his face into your neck. He drew a deep breath, the lavender scent of your hair calmed him. The moment was ended abruptly by urgent knocking at the door. You quickly got out of bed and slipped on a robe before opening the door. A grumpy looking Mr. Filch stood before you.

“You’re wanted in the Headmistress’ office. Immediately.” His voice was a low growl and he eyed you suspiciously. When he looked past your shoulder he glimpsed Severus' figure. The corners of his lip curled in a scowl then he turned and hurried away before you could say a word.

“Well then.” You turned back to Severus and broke out in laughter at the horrified look on his face.

“Do you think he saw me?” The man seemed to sink into the sheets in embarrassment.

“Oh, he saw you.” You continued to laugh and approached Severus in an attempt to comfort him, “but don’t worry, I’ll make him eat slugs if he speaks a word of it.”

“Defending my honor,” he rolled his eyes and chuckled, “you really are falling hard, hm?” He reached a hand up and pulled you down for a kiss. When you tried to get away he held you tight.

“Let’s just stay here.” His voice was sweet like honey and you practically melted into his embrace.

“I can’t,” your voice trembled in response to a hand slipping between your legs, “I have to go.”

“She can wait.” Severus spoke close to your ear, the warmth from his breath gave you goosebumps. He spoke sternly, as if leaving really wasn’t an option. His fingers grazed lazily over the skin of your inner thighs. With one swift motion he had pulled you to the bed and you laid on your back beneath him. He untied your robe slowly while maintaining eye contact. The fire that raged beneath your skin was reflected in the dark pools as he watched you give in to him. Soon his lips were pressed against your body, looking to kiss every inch. He trailed down your belly and nibbled at the sensitive spot above your clit. A small gasp came from you as the electric feeling bolted from the spot. You watched a sly smile form on his lips just before he planted another kiss against the skin he had bitten.

“Severus,” you sighed his name and before you could utter another word he pressed his tongue flat against your now wet opening. You shuddered at the feeling and moaned softly as he began to move his tongue in a circular motion. He knew exactly where to move his mouth and you quickly felt overwhelmed by the pleasure.

“Oh, please don’t stop.” You moaned and put your hand on Severus’ head. Your fingers clutched at his hair. The flood of bliss that came over you forced a loud moan as you climaxed against him.

Severus watched you dress from his spot on your bed. It was a cold Saturday morning and he had very little he needed to do. You stood in your bathroom fixing your hair and when you reached into a drawer you froze. A wave of anxiety rushed over you when you saw your collection of sanitary pads and tampons. When was the last time I got my period? Your mind raced to answer the question but you couldn’t recall an exact date. I’m late, but how late? I’m such an idiot. You quickly finished getting ready and left without saying a word leaving Severus confused about the strange behavior.

It was obvious that you hadn’t been extremely careful but you were taking birth control and had hoped everything would be fine. You couldn’t be sure just yet. The fear that bubbled within you grew as you imagined having to tell Severus. What is he going to think? As you made your way to the Headmistress’ office you decided that you wouldn’t tell him until you were completely sure. Afterall, it could be nothing.

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will there be a part up today? :))

Yes it will be up soon! ☺️ sorry I got called into work unexpectedly

Sorry to bother you, I just recently found your profile and was wondering if you had a masterlist?

No worries! And no I don’t have a masterlist, I will make one

Quick note! I forgot to mention that “Venus in her shell was never so lovely, and Diana in the forest never so graceful as my Lady when she strides through Paris” is a quote from a French play called Cryano de Bergerac by Edmund Rostand

Thanks again for reading and I hope you enjoy the latest update :)

A Touch in the Dark - Chapter 13: A Different Perspective

Word count: 1,964

(This first part is Irma’s POV)

A gurgling croak sounded overhead from a raven that soared high in the sky. The bird circled above a cluster of buildings before nose diving into a dark alley. The passage was narrow and cluttered with garbage. A cluster of dark feathers formed a swirling cloud as the shape of a woman emerged. Irma straightened her neatly tucked shirt and stepped out of the alleyway and into a bustling crowd of people. She approached the cold white edifice across the street. Her thin frame weaved between the pedestrians with ease, her face a mask of indifference. Her path led her through a heavy revolving door. The sound of her footsteps echoed sharply against the white walls of the entrance hall. She approached a closet at the end of the hall, inside stood tall shelves lined with assorted office supplies.

“Revelio.” She waved her wand in a small arch in front of her, the shelf began to tremble. A door revealed itself as if a mist was being blown away. Irma entered through the opening and proceeded into a dark corridor lit by dim blue hues emanating from large sconces.

“Mrs. King, you’re early. The Minister isn’t expecting you for another hour.” A short man with a stout frame seemed to emerge from the air.

“I will see him now,” Irma swiftly passed the man and continued speaking as he struggled to keep up with her pace, “where is he?”

“I must insist that you wait, he is in an important meeting and is not to be interrupted.” The man spoke rapidly, attempting, unsuccessfully, to stop the tall woman. Irma continued to make her way through the winding corridors of the Ministry of Magic. She mulled over the Minister's possible whereabouts and concluded he’d most likely be in his favorite conference room. Her determined footsteps could be heard from inside the room she was approaching.

“Ah, Mrs. King,” Kingsley Shacklebolt turned from his spot at the head of a grand table, “I will be done shortly. Please wait in my office.” He turned back to the circle of confused faces.

“It’s. Important.” The severe look in Irmas eyes sent a shiver of realization down the spine of the minister as he glanced at her again. He promptly stood and neared the silver haired woman.

“We shall resume this meeting when I return.”

The Minister’s office was furnished with cushioned chairs with large pillows and tall framed paintings. No windows meant the only light came from small lamps and candles. It was cozy and Irma’s frigid statuesque demeanor cut into the warmth. She reported her findings and spoke adamantly about further interrogating the newest professor of Hogwarts.

“She has the support of Severus Snape. We cannot trust either of them.” Irma spoke firmly.

“She has given us no reason to mistrust her,” Kingsley shook his head, “I agree we must keep an eye on her but there is no need to turn to extremes at this time.” He paused and then stood from his chair, “And as for Severus, he was given immunity and has proven his true loyalties.”

“We are to wait for the inevitable then?” Irma raised a brow, “you know what she’s capable of, Severus is also highly skilled.”

“I understand your concern, but we have no evidence to justify taking any action. We will watch them and the others.”

“Very well.” Irma gave a nod of defeat as she watched the man leave the room. She knew she couldn't go against orders but had a pang of uneasiness in the pit of her stomach. The Minister had put together a task force to track down any potential threats, such as witches or wizards with unexplainable powers. Irma King was named head of the force, a general of sorts. She was pitiless and calculating with a taste for authority.

Irma instructed two of her best practitioners to keep watch at Hogwarts. They were to report back with any new developments or interesting findings. The two, a witch and a wizard, were both animaguses so staying hidden was not an issue.

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“What if I were to substitute boom berry with powdered bone?” You picked up a few glass vials from the shelves against the back of Severus’ classroom. As you walked back to your table you noticed him standing over your bubbling cauldron.

“It’s possible that could work.” Severus turned to you as you approached him. You set the supplies down and began to measure out a gray powder. Severus watched you with a fond look in his eyes.

“You’re so pessimistic, Severus.” You grumbled sarcastically. It was late in the evening and the moonlight trickled in through a small window. The chilled air lingered with the faint smell of the potion you were working on. Severus placed a hand on the small of your back.

“Maybe you’re just too optimistic,” he whispered, “however, I do enjoy watching you experiment.” Severus spoke close to your ear in a husky voice that sent a shiver down your spine. You smirked and nudged him away playfully.

“Don’t patronize me.” The teasing lilt in your brought a smile to Severus’ face. He kissed your cheek softly and made his way back to his desk. He began to work on some grading. Occasionally he would look up at you and watch you concentrate. A small smile remained on his face as he worked.

The evening went on in silence, you focused on your potion and when you began to clean your area Severus got up to help. When you finished he walked with you back to your quarters.

“Would you like to see this new crimson asphodel I’ve been growing?” You asked Severus with a smile. He looked at you suspiciously and you pushed open your door.

“Does such a thing exist?” Severus watched you carefully.

“It might,” you giggled and took his hand, “but I definitely haven’t seen one.” You then pulled him through the doorway. He let you do this but then he took you into his arms and kissed you. When he pulled away from you he brought his hands to your cheeks. His thumb grazed against your bottom lip.

“If you want me to stay, all you have to do is ask.” He murmured. The warmth of voice brushed against your skin.

“It’s that easy, hm?” You pursed your lips.

“Yes.” Severus smiled and kissed you again intensely.

Severus woke before you. He ran his fingers lazily over the bare skin of your back, tracing small scars and worshiping the curves and dimples of your body. It was early in the morning, the sun had barely risen above the horizon. He watched the slow rise and fall of your breaths. He admired the mess your hair had become, having become fond of the unkempt look that you always woke up with. These moments gave him the most peace, he felt his heart swell with love. The softness of your skin reminded him of satin sheets. He moved closer and kissed your shoulder.

“Venus in her shell was never so lovely, and Diana in the forest never so graceful as my Lady when she strides through Paris.” Severus whispered in a low breathy voice, his lips hovered close to your skin. The verse resonated with him and he imagined holding you in his arms like this for an eternity. Your sleep was deep but the warmth against your shoulder pulled you closer to a wakeful state. You shifted towards Severus. His arm found its way around your waist.

“That was beautiful.” You groaned sleepily.

“I thought you were sleeping,” he moved a lock of hair from your face, “I said it because you’re beautiful.” The tenderness in his voice lulled you back to sleep with a small smile on your lips. He kissed your forehead and pulled you against his chest. With your cheek against his skin you listened to his heart beating rhythmically.

The winter swallowed the countryside and the students were preparing to leave for holiday. You cleaned your classroom and helped some of the younger Slytherins get their belongings together. You began spending most of your free time with Severus. One evening after most of the students left, you invited him to have dinner. You asked the elves for permission to use the large Hogwarts kitchen and set up to cook.

“Do you like Italian?” You asked while chopping a small onion.

“I suppose,” he replied, “I didn’t know you could cook.”

“It is one of my many talents, Professor.” You twirled the knife in your hand before dumping the onion in a hot saucepan. He followed your movements with a raised brow. When you finished cooking you handed Severus a plate and he smiled gratefully.

“Thank you.” He watched you fondly as you ate. Over dinner you two spoke about the visit from the Ministry. Severus expressed his distaste for their obvious lack of discretion and self-restraint.

“Maybe she just wanted to be thorough,” you spoke carefully.

“Doubtful,” Severus scoffed, “they’re watching us, that is how thorough they like to be.” He pushed his empty plate aside and took your hand in his. With an earnest look in his eyes, he brought your hand close and kissed your wrist. “Nonetheless, I will protect you. I promise.” He kissed your wrist again then pressed it against his chest just above his heart.

“And you call me a hopeless romantic.” The redness in your cheeks made your face warm and you smiled brightly. Afterwards, Severus helped you clean up the mess you had made. He walked beside you down one of the many shadowy corridors that you learned to memorize. You came upon his door first and he stopped.

“Would you like to join me for tea?”

You agreed and he invited you in. You sat at the small coffee table where you first had dinner together. It was lit by three small candles that rested upon a stack of books. Soon he brought two cups of hot tea and handed you one. He sat across from you, his index finger tapping relentlessly against the cup. You noticed this habit of tapping his finger occurred when he was nervous about something.

“Are you okay?” You asked between sips.

“Yes, I’m fine,” he looked down at his hands then slid them into his lap. He gazed down at the cup and then sighed softly.

“I need to tell you something.” Severus spoke up and you nodded for him to continue. You heard him tapping against his leg, then he went on, “You have shown me that happiness is attainable even with the darkest of pasts,” he looked into your eyes, wanting you to see that he was opening his heart to you, “It would make me even happier if you would grant me the privilege of being your partner, in this life and the next.”

You felt your heart flutter in your chest as you looked into Severus’ dark eyes. At that moment nothing else mattered, only how much you wanted to kiss him and tell him that you'd love nothing more than to be with him. Your movements were brisk as you stood and closed the distance between you two. He was quick to notice your movements and pushed away from the table creating a space for you which you gladly filled by straddling his lap. You then took his cheeks in your hands and pressed your lips against his. He grasped your waist and kissed you back passionately. You pulled away and admired the man who had stolen your heart.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes.” you smiled and pressed your forehead to his. The smile on Severus’ face beamed and for the first time in his dreary life, he was genuinely happy.

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