His Half-Blood Princess {Severus Snape}

Bring Him In

>THIRD PERSON<
"Scarlet? What happened? Why is Snape outside?!" whispered Ben as he opened the entrance to the tent and cast a drying charm over himself. He dropped the sticks over the fireplace. Scarlet, meanwhile, was crying over then corner of the tent, hugging her knees while her t-shirt was soaked in tears. Her hair, frizzled all over her face, have been placed behind her ear and she shook her head. "Nothing... Welcome back..." she said in audible whisper, then leapt to her feet. She sat at the couch without moving a muscle, that Ben noticed this.

"You two fought, didn't you?"

She didn't do anything.

"Scarlet."
"Er...? Ugh. Yes.... We fought earlier."
"And about what, may I ask?"
"... He wanted me to go back to Hogwarts... that I needed to hide. But I don't want to. I haven't even learn more about Malaine, and I need to. If he wants me locked up, then I'm sorry but no."

"So you're letting him stay out there in the pouring rain?"

"What?!" she jumped off the couch and widened her eyes. "It's raini-? Oh goodness lord!" she exclaimed, pulling her hair irritably. The raindrops that sounded like cats and dogs falling from the sky landed on the tent, driving Scarlet even crazier. "You better bring him in. I'm leaving for St. Mungo's."

"Leave?" she asked, gulping. "Yes, leave. So I think it's more of a must that you better let the man in."

"No -!"

"Scarlet..."

"Hmph. You were so fun last night."

"Remember that thing."

"Be kind no matter what. So? He's not kind to me!"

"So staying out in a storm like this just for one witch isn't kind? And I thought you were smart...."

"Ben!"

"So let him in!"

"Okay! Eesh! I'll let him in! Happy?!"

"Very much. Thank you."

And with one last hug, Ben opened the flap to outside, but he peeked through and whispered: "good luck, Little Wolf Pup. Oh, and here's your wand."

"Damn you, panther!"

• • •

Scarlet trembled as she opened the flap, and stepped outside. She did not give the slightest attention to the raindrops dropping onto her head, and gasped as Severus sat on a rock, while tears streamed down slowly his face. "Sev! I- I'm really -"

"I'm sorry."

"No, you don't need to -!"

"You deserve someone better than an old fool."

"Severus Tobias Prince Snape, listen to me right now!" shouted Scarlet, as she placed both hands on his shoulders and knelt to his height. "I should be sorry, alright. You've risked yourself out here just because I'm - ah! ... I think you're the one who deserve someone better. You're smart... handsome... courageous... kind.... and I'm just a witch who's nearly dying."

"Well, I think that's where the world comes the exact opposite, then. Because I didn't love you not much of because of how you look, or how famous you might get... but because... I've noticed... well... you love me for who I really am."
"But... I still don't understand..."
"Understand what, exactly?"
"Why Aunt Lily didn't forgive you."

There was a long pause, when Severus shook his head with a low chuckle. "Well... I think I'm more happier with you. She's alright now, and I know that you are the witch I should be taking care of."
"I still feel bad! You're soaking wet!" exclaimed Scarlet loudly, and pulled him to the tent. He stood there rather awkwardly, and drew his wand attempting to cast the drying spell. But Scarlet held out her hand for him to stop, and looked at him from shoes to hair. "I know you don't like it by magic. I haven't practiced it much, but... I'll try."
"Try what?"