Flower Delivery
February 9th
Severus had been enjoying a simple hogwarts breakfast, when an owl swooped down and dropped a flower with a note on it into his lap.
Confused, the man looked at the flower with a tilted head. He shrugged, and tucked it into his robe pocket, but not before removing the letter.
Severus,
I’ve tried and tried to get rid of my feelings for you, but everytime I try it’s pointless. You consume my every thought, so now I hope to consume yours.
-You’ll find out soon.
Severus shook his head, it was probably Potter and his friends. He wasn’t falling for any of their tricks again.
February 10th
Severus had been surprised with the first owl, but this one didn’t surprise him as much. He rolled his eyes as the same type of flower as yesterday was dropped into his lap. Once again with a note attached.
Severus,
You think I’m someone you don’t like, but think again my friend, every night before you go to sleep you quietly count to ten.
So now you know, make no mistake, I’m just like you, a friendly snake.
-You’ll find out soon.
Severus stared at the parchment. Glancing up and down the slytherin table to scope out who the note could be from. No one’s faces showed anything.
He was not expecting it to be someone from slytherin. In fact that thought hadn’t even crossed his mind, but the only other person who could know about his counting was Lily or the slytherins.. and Lily definitely was not into him like that.
February 11th
Severus had been working on a potions correction at breakfast when the third flower dropped into his lap. He jumped a bit, and cursed under his breath.
He carefully placed the flower in his pocket, and opened the note slowly, skimming it quickly.
Severus,
You were the first person to ever understand me, and not just for my money. Thank you.
-You’ll find out soon.
Severus was smart, he truly was, but he had no clue who this could be. Who could.. like him. He figured it was a “friend” from the notes.. but which one? He kept the note in the pocket with the flowers. He’d think more about it later and figure it out.
February 12th
Today there were three flowers, still only one note though. He looked at the three flowers in confusion. Why’re there three? The person broke their pattern.
Severus,
You can try to figure it out, but I’m afraid you just won’t see. You’ll only find out when I want you to know it’s me.
-You’ll know soon
Severus had a feeling this was leading up to valentine’s day, and he wasn’t so sure that it wasn’t a prank still.. so he was being careful. He didn’t think to get his hopes up, nothing good ever happened to him.
February 13th
He received three more flowers today, the note itself was longer than usual and he decided to eat first before reading it. He was afraid of what it said, afraid of the words making him hopeful.
When he was done with breakfast, he went back to his room. It was a Saturday so they didn’t have classes. He laid in his bed and pulled the curtain shut before slowly peeling open the letter and adding the new flowers to the vase he’d set up.
Severus,
I know these notes and all the flowers have been confusing, I’m sorry if I’ve scared you. I’ve been wanting to tell you how I feel for a long while now. You drive me nuts, in the best way possible, and you make me nervous. It’s hard to get the words out.
You’re going to find out who I am soon, and I’m worried about how you’re going to react. I’m sure you don’t feel the same way about me, and that’s okay. I just want to give you one good day, and honesty..
You mean a lot to me, so all I ask is that if you don’t feel the same way about me, is that we can still be friends.
I hope either way you enjoy the flowers.
-You’ll know soon
Severus was even more confused now. So it was someone he was friends with? He didn’t have many of those. It couldn’t be charity, that would just be weird, he viewed her as.. like a sister. She felt the same way so he knew it wasn’t her.
Then there was Aurora, she.. well she was in love with Charity, even though no one knew that. He did, so he knew it couldn’t be her either. She didn’t even like boys.
Edmund would rather swallow an entire set of knives than to come within ten feet of even touching him. That was perfectly fine by him, he didn’t want Ed anywhere near him like that. It was most definitely not Edmund.
Wilhelm was.. well besides the fact that he was just too insane to be that sweet, he was caught up with Edmund. They were the on again off again couple of Hogwarts, and even when they were off Will would stab anyone who came near him that wasn’t Ed.
Bruce well.. if it was going to be anyone Bruce was a better guess. He and Severus were probably the closest, but he had never shown any interest. Not that Severus caught onto anyways. They were just good friends, so Severus didn’t see it being him either.
Lucius and Narcissa were far too infatuated with each other to even begin to notice anyone else.. so it couldn’t be them..
Severus was at a loss, unless it was some weirdo who creepily thought they were friends when they weren’t.. none of his friends could possibly feel that way about him.
He shook his head in frustration, he’d figure it out soon.. like the letters said. He just had to be patient. He could do that. Maybe.
February 14th
Severus had gotten used to waiting for breakfast to receive flowers and notes over the last few days, he did not expect to wake up with three flowers and a note sitting on his chest.
The thought that someone touched him while he was sleeping made him quiver a bit, but he quickly regained his sense of presence. “Weird.” He murmurs, opening the note.
Severus,
Happy Valentine's day!
Today is the day we will finally meet. Did you like your flowers? I think they smell sweet.
Okay let’s cut the bullshit. I can't write poetry, I have set up a picnic out by the lake, I’ll be sitting there shortly after you wake.
That one was an accident, maybe I’m better at it than I think. I’m rambling on now, meet me by the lake, I’ll have a picnic basket and a flower, see you soon.
-Come find out.
Severus stared at the note, whoever had written this was a moron. Hopefully they were attractive, because Severus didn’t think they had much brains to account for.
He got up and dressed in simple clothes. A black turtleneck that had belonged to his mother, it had no holes and fit only slightly tight. Then some dark lower rise pants, and his ratty high tops.
He threw his hair up, and cast protection charms over his clothing. He was sure the ground was still wet from the weeks rain, and a picnic on wet ground meant ruined clothes for him. He almost left without a coat, but thought better of it. Grabbing an old one quickly and transfiguring it to be nicer.
He set off to head outside, making his way through the common room with little to no distraction. The hallway wasn’t as easy, he’d run into Potter and his friends, but he managed to run them off rather quickly.
Once he finally reached the doors, he pushed it open slowly, letting the bitter air snack his face with a sigh. He loved cooler weather.
He set off towards the lake, he had his wand subtly clutched, still wary of this being a joke. When he doesn’t see anyone at first he notices the slightest hint of disappointment in his chest, which he quickly rids. He knew it was..
“Always have to be early, don’t you?” He freezes at the voice behind him, his wand almost slips from his hand and he’s afraid to turn around. It can’t be.. but he knew it was. The voice was engraved into his mind like one of Charity’s pop songs.
“Bruce..?” He turned around finally, with wide eyes. The man was dressed rather nicely, a black button up shirt tucked into a pair of black pants, he held a rose, a blanket, and a basket.
“Surprise?” For the first time probably ever, Severus heard unsurety in the man’s normally steady voice. Bruce was nervous . Severus isn’t sure why that made him feel better, or why it made his heart skip one beat but he decided he’d work it out later.
“You.. so the notes and the flowers? Is this some sort of joke?” Severus was trying to wrap his mind around it, trying to understand why and how Bruce Mulciber Jr of all people liked him .
He’d had a small-okay maybe bigger than small-crush on the man for a few years, but he never imagined that Bruce felt the same way. He needed answers before he sat down to have a damn picnic with the man.
“No it wasn’t a joke Sev. I like you, I have liked you. You’re likeable.” He says it with the utmost seriousness he could possibly utter, and then walks past Severus to set up the basket. “I was to be here always when you got here, but somehow you beat me.”
He raises his eyebrow in a teasing sense and then pulls a blanket out of the basket, setting it on the ground. He sits, and pats the spot next to him. “Are you going to stand there speechless all day? I do have homework to do later.” The sass and sarcasm on his tongue made Severus scowl a bit, but regardless he hurried over to sit down.
“I can’t believe it was you..” Severus tilted his head to the side. Almost as if examining Bruce, which in reality he was. No signs of potion use, no signs of spell work, the man either got drugged by a very talented brewer (and there wasn’t any talented enough to hide the signs from Severus) or he was telling the truth.
“You can stop studying me, I mean it, I like you.” Bruce chuckled, pulling all of Severus’ breakfast foods out of the basket.
“I just.. not that I’m unhappy. It just doesn’t make any sense. I mean-“ Severus was cut off by Bruce’s lips. Literally. Bruce leaned over and kissed him. Severus couldn’t lie and say he’d had tons of practice kissing people, so it took him awhile to catch on. Which seemed to be okay because Bruce did not pull away for a while.
When he finally did, Severus was panting. His face was red and he looked everywhere but at Bruce. “Did that tell you anything or do I need to kiss you again?”
Severus almost didn’t respond, too flustered and out of breath, “you could.. kiss me again just because.” He immediately felt embarrassed, especially by the smirk and eyebrow raise Bruce shot at him, but then the man’s lips were on his again, and he couldn’t help but smile into the kiss.
He most definitely would be seeing where this went, he was happy it was Bruce. Bruce always understood him, always was there for him.
Bruce brought both hands up to his face, pulling him in deeper as he breathed him in. He didn’t kiss him roughly per say, just with purpose. He held him firmly in place, properly exploring his mouth.
When he pulled away he ran his thumb across Severus’ bottom lip gently. “Now that we cleared that up, let’s enjoy breakfast.”