Two Ships Departing
Title: Two Ships Departing
Author: Lady Chipmunk
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Not mine. No money being made. Buffy belongs to Joss
and Co. and HP to JK Rowlings.
Willow couldn't sleep. She just kept thinking about how quickly her time with Severus had run out. It had been a glorious summer full of learning and love and all sorts of other good "L" words, but now the big nasty horrible "L" word had shown its fangs. In three days
Severus would be leaving. She didn't want him to go. She loved him.
Yeah, she thought bitterly, and did you bother to tell him that? No, you were too scared, and you wanted him to say it first, 'cause then you would know that you weren't just a fling since he's so much older, but you never told him, and now you can't because it'll just make him feel bad. And why hadn't he said 'I love you"? He seems like he does, his eyes are so expressive and those kisses, you just can't kiss a girl like that if there isn't something there, and he's so not
the type to have a fling, and---
And you need to get some sleep, Willow. The love of your life is going to be waking you early for another lesson-and there was the
problem, in the last week he had been so focused on teaching that they had barely had their personal relationship. Willow was sure she had done something and he had lost interest.
Sometime before she finally fell asleep the tears stopped.
She was awoken by the pounding on her door. The clock read 6:05. With a groan she buried her head under the pillow.
"Willow, I know you can hear me. You promised to take these lessons. Now come out here immediately, you obnoxious little lay-about."
Willow smiled faintly. They had been together all summer and still hadn't had a civilized conversation. The verbal sparring was just too much a part of how they communicated. She dragged herself out of bed and trudged to the door in her pink kitten pajamas.
"Severus, how on Earth do you expect me to process information at this ungodly hour? Are you really so disconnected with reality?"
"Apparently." Then he leaned in and kissed her gently. "Also, thatdamn Buffy was calling all night. She keeps giving me reasons why you and I won't work out in the guise of trying to save you pain. The girl does not take rejection well, does she?"
"Looks that way. Before now I don't think it had happened before. Well, Scott broke up with her, but that was a bit different, and at
least he wanted her at first, and so I-"
He placed a finger on her lips. "Shh."
"I like your other way of keeping me from babbling better."
He growled. "We do have work to do, you know. Now come on."
Willow headed into the living room and started absorbing all the stuff Severus threw at her. After four hours she was starting to get
annoyed. He was doing the professor thing again and acting like he wasn't even her boyfriend. The final straw was that he scowled when she tried to kiss him. She lost it.
"Alright, Mr. Can't-Be-Bothered-to-Kiss-My-Girlfriend, what the hell is going on? You've been distant for days now, you won't let up on
the lessons, and I would think...I would..." she started to cry, "think that you'd...you'd want to spend more time with me, I mean." she sniffled, "that is, that you'd, well, that there'd be more us. I mean
you're leaving, and...and..."
Severus sat next to her and pulled her into his lap. "I am leaving, Willow, and that is why I am pushing you so hard."
Willow looked into his dark eyes and saw some of her pain reflected there. Which was nice, but it didn't make what he said make any more sense. "Okay, Sevvy, I'm going to have to give you a resounding huh on that one."
He did something that completely shocked her. He chuckled. She'd never heard him do that. A wry laugh maybe, and she had gotten more smiles than he had given in his life before her, or so he said. But, he had never, never chuckled. It was endearing. It also pissed her off
"What? You think this is funny, huh, Snapey? You think this is all some big joke? Make poor little Willow fall desperately in love with
you and then just work her to death and walk out-"
"What did you say?" Snape asked. Willow could hear the wonder in his voice even if she hadn't watched the awe invade his features.
"I asked if you thought this was funny."
"It's not important. It obviously doesn't matter to you-"
"I love you too, Willow. More than I thought possible. And I wasn't laughing at the situation, only the bizarre and endearing terminology you used. I have no idea how anyone can be so annoying and appealing at the same time."
Willow didn't even process his words after the first sentence. He loved her! He'd said it! Which really, when she thought about it just
made his statement before that make even less sense. She was so confused.
"Okay, so we love each other. This is very of the good, but then why more with the learning and less with the loving? You make no sense."
"No, I simply neglected to inform you of something rather important. You see, I want you to come with me back to Hogwarts-"
Willow screeched. He was asking her to go with him! Really! But, what would she do? She was too old to be a student, and she had her friends, and...and...
And she couldn't think of a single other reason not to go. Well, there were her college classes, but they had schools in England, and-
"Willow, do you think you could pull yourself away from whatever you are mentally babbling about long enough to give me some idea if I am getting my heart broken or not?"
"What? Oh, no! No, no, no, and emphatically no!" She was horrified to see Severus's face collapse. Where those tears in his eyes? Why was he about to cry? Then she replayed what she had said. Her own eyes widened in horror. "That's not what I meant! I meant not heartbreaking, no breaking the Sev of any kind. Of course I want to go with you. But-"
A brilliant smile shown briefly on her love's face before it was replaces by his usual smirk. "No buts then. We have a lot to do if you are going to be sufficiently caught up to teach at Hogwarts."
"Teach? Me? No. I mean, I don't even have a wand, and what could I teach anyway, I really don't know enough and even your first year students know more, and-"
"Bloody hell, Willow! Breath before you pass out. Dumbledore owled last week to ask of I would mind him offering you the Defense Against the Dark Arts position. Not that he's ever bothered if I minded before."
"But I know so little and-"
"Don't even start again. If you take the job you will start with teaching the students how to identify the bad creatures, as well as
more mundane ways of dealing with them. You are perfectly qualified to do that. You've damn near talked me into a coma a few times when you have been researching, and I've seen you on patrols, remember? Also, you will continue private lessons with the other professors. We will also buy you a wand. Now, don't even open your mouth, just nod or shake your head. Do you want to come with me to Hogwarts?"
Snape took her into his arms and kissed her forehead gently. "Then we have a lot of work to do. I suggest you get back to studying the polyjuice potion."
Willow smiled. It was all going to be okay. She'd miss Xander, but he could probably visit. What mattered was that she got to stay with Severus, and more importantly that he loved her. Looking at his smirking face with the shining eyes she wondered how she ever could have doubted.