the first time they got into a fight, it was as explosive as severus thought it would be.
she was fireworks and nuclear bombs, having the appropriate retort for severus's snaps. he didn't want to yell at her, lest he would call her something he'd regret and she'd always remember and decide that that one word changes everything.
it infuriated him, to say the least, the fact that he cannot shove her his witty remarks, and only plead with a voice that was brittle and harsh in his ears, afraid of risking the friendship of the girl he had fallen in love with. the tone of his voice makes him wince and he wishes that she doesn't uncover the cryptic message of his utterances.
they didn't speak to each other for a month, and she wasted her time with potter and gang, aware that he was watching her.
he was always watching.
he isn't sure what he should feel when potter brushes a hand on her shoulder and at the look she gives when he does. It's that kind of face you make when you're hiding something from the world, the one where your mouth twitches as you try to keep your cool. The one where your emotions fluctuate in your eyes and you aren't sure what you really feel, because there is an uncertainty that always seems to swim when you think about it.
he tries to think about anything but her; and soon enough he found the distraction that satisfied his soul.
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Fanfictionhis love was deadly. ¦ a seven part short story ¦ warning: this story is really shitty and short; it's a product of procrastination and poor time management
