When Muggle Studies Met Potions....
You had barely slept, wondering what to do about your growing feelings for Severus; why did it matter if you liked him? But what is impossible scenario xyz happens? What if the students find out? What if the staff find out, they’re bigger gossips than the kids half the time…. You felt awful and groggy but managed to find your way to breakfast, barely dressed appropriately. You had an oversized jumper on with some form of leggings or joggers on the bottom, you were so tired you could barely tell what you had thrown on. “You look awful” was the first thing you heard that morning, making you feel brilliant as always… “aw thanks, Severus” you practically spat back. You regretted it immediately but needed coffee before you even thought about apologising. You poured a cup and took a sip and thanked the god that allowed people to invent such a beautiful drink from the beans. “Now that I’m somewhat caffeinated, I apologise for my sarcasm”. He didn’t seem offended in the slightest as he chuckled watching you savour each sip of coffee. “Now that you’re acting somewhat human, I have to ask you something” Severus hesitatingly stated. I was wondering if you would like to join me for a walk around the groups later” he asked, suddenly going shy. You weren’t sure how to react, of course you wanted to go but you also didn’t want to seem too eager either, but you must have responded positively because next thing you know, he is standing up to leave as he says “good, oh, and bring that phoney, music payer thing with you; whatever it’s called…. Actually, I’ll just come to your office and collect you to make sure you have it”. “Yes, okay” you replied sheepishly. The man must know you as you knew you’d forget it without him there to remind you.
Later that day, as you were getting on with some planning, when a shadow waltzes in. It was Severus. He told you to grab what you needed and the phone and whisked you outside. You started to just walk, not really paying too much attention to where you were going but just making sure you stayed with each other. You talked and walked; he then asked for the phone with the music (aka Spotify) open, then he managed to figure out how to search which made you feel a tiny bit proud for some reason. He clicked a song and let it play, it was a love song, that much was obvious. It was a soft Taylor Swift love song; you recognised it as soon as the vocals started. It was Daylight, a song you used to envious of, because you wanted a love like that; a love that was truly something, not just the idea of something. You also wanted to relate to it and the ending, to be defined by the things that you love, you at its very best. The more you listened, the more you realised how some lyrics mimicked you and Severus’ lives- to grow through dark, miserable, cruel times in life and love but then seeing the light at the end of tunnel and meeting someone who makes you believe in the best of people and love.
You both just walked in silence over to a bench, to sit and digest the song. After an eternity of silently listening, you both met each other’s eyes. You wanted to ask why he was making you listen to this but couldn’t, your nerves just wouldn’t let you. He broke the silence. “I know it’s not a song you expect from me… I heard it from a student, and it made me think of you so I thought I would share it with my ‘daylight’” You were speechless, which you could tell made Severus nervous. “I don’t even know what to say, Sev, I love that song, but it’s always made me jealous because that is all I’ve wanted. I am starting to feel like that song hasn’t set an impossible standard” Now he is awkwardly silent. “I know we have never been all that close, but I truly feel something for you, which is growing with every meeting, every dream of us, every shared glance.” You continued.
Severus stood up abruptly, holding his hand out to you. He helped you up and guided you to his side. “I simply must take you on a date then, shouldn’t I, Y/N?” He asked. You simply nodded, blushing like mad. “Well, I will need some time to create a lovely first date for us; as soon as I know what my plan is, I will find a way to tell you…” He let you know that much. He is sly and cunning at times, yes, but it was his mysteriousness and vagueness that frustrated you most. You couldn’t be too mad because he is a Slytherin so it is his nature. He walked you to your room and left you with a kiss on your hand. You got ready for bed, ready for yet another night of dreaming about Severus Snape.