Severus stood outside for a moment, letting the cool night air clear his mind from the earlier thoughts.
There was no point on contemplating the significance of their exchange on this night, was there? It was surely a fluke and they would go back to old ways.
It had to have been the alcohol the last time, and this time... the influence of the house, the darkness that seemed to spill into you once you got past the tresshold. And it made you need light, company, any light, any company.
Well, he would see the next time they met. In front of Potter they would have to act civilly, but the general feel of the situation should nevertheless be able to tell him whether or not things had changed.
You want them to, don't you?
Moving away from the house with that thought in his head, he apparated back to outside the wards at Hogwarts and walked the last bit to the castle and his dungeons.
And still Lupin's scent seemed to linger far more predominantly in his senses, than it objectively should have done. Entering his private quarters, other scents took over, the door to his private laboratory forgotten as he had left, open to leak in the different smells from his stock of ingredients.
He found he missed the scent when it was gone. With a disgusted snort he sat down at his desk and looked at the work he should've done tonight instead of keeping Lupin company. He couldn't pretend that he regretted that particular decision though, even as he started going through the 5th year essays, knowing he would be sitting up well into the night.
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Date: 2005-04-21 12:17 pm (UTC)There was no point on contemplating the significance of their exchange on this night, was there? It was surely a fluke and they would go back to old ways.
It had to have been the alcohol the last time, and this time... the influence of the house, the darkness that seemed to spill into you once you got past the tresshold. And it made you need light, company, any light, any company.
Well, he would see the next time they met. In front of Potter they would have to act civilly, but the general feel of the situation should nevertheless be able to tell him whether or not things had changed.
You want them to, don't you?
Moving away from the house with that thought in his head, he apparated back to outside the wards at Hogwarts and walked the last bit to the castle and his dungeons.
And still Lupin's scent seemed to linger far more predominantly in his senses, than it objectively should have done. Entering his private quarters, other scents took over, the door to his private laboratory forgotten as he had left, open to leak in the different smells from his stock of ingredients.
He found he missed the scent when it was gone. With a disgusted snort he sat down at his desk and looked at the work he should've done tonight instead of keeping Lupin company. He couldn't pretend that he regretted that particular decision though, even as he started going through the 5th year essays, knowing he would be sitting up well into the night.
It had been worthwhile.