To Meet History

Chapter 9-Ardor

Present Day...

"You slept with Slytherin?!" Harry said, looking as though he were trying hard not to gag.

"You weren't kidding when you said students and teachers were close back then," Ron said, wearing an expression similar to Harry's.

Draco turned to Hermione and, with a passing glance at Snape and Lupin, he said, "You better watch yourself!"

Snape gave Draco a disapproving glare, and Lupin paled. Le-Annette laughed.

"I loved Slytherin. Even now, it is a love I still feel, though he is dead and gone. I honestly wonder now that I reflect upon that moment why it took me so long to realize that love," Le-Annette explained.

"So, what happened next?" Hermione asked.

"I'm not sure if I want to know," Ron muttered.

"Continue, Miss Le-Annette," Snape said, turning his powerful glare to the young Weasley.

"Very well. Let me start again with the very next morning,"

* * * *

Le-Annette's eyes fluttered open. She found herself staring up the ceiling of a bedroom she was not familiar with. She could feel a warmth coming from the other side of the bed. She rolled over and smiled. Salazar was still asleep, his mouth slightly open. His breath was coming out in the heavy, pleasant way it does when one is fast asleep. She stared down at herself and seen that her blanket had slipped half of the way off her. She had no clothes on underneath the blankets. She quickly reached down and pulled them up to cover herself.

Le-Annette found herself staring into her lover's face. She felt a love she did not know she had wash over her. Why had it taken her so long to find this love? She leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Salazar."

He stirred slightly and rolled over to put his arms around her. They were now face to face. Le-Annette closed her eyes and kissed him on the lips. She felt him kiss her back. When her eyes opened, Salazar, with a smile on his face, was staring back at her.

"Good morning, my love," he said, sitting up and stretching.

Le-Annette smiled up at him. "Good morning," she replied.

He laid back down beside her and said, "I do not want to leave your arms."

"I'm afraid I have to. I have to go to my home this morning. In fact," Le-Annette added as she got out of bed and began to search for her clothing, "I probably have to leave now."

Salazar sat up again and watched as she dressed herself. He then followed suit. They dressed in relative silence, except for a few fleeting giggles. Salazar was dressed before Le-Annette. She had pulled her robes up over her shoulders and asked her partner to lace them up in the back. Before Salazar could even make his way over to her, the door to the room flew open. Godric Gryffindor strode into the room. His eyes were blazing, and he began to yell at Salazar.

"How dare you do this against my will!" he yelled.

"Leave, Le-Annette. I'll deal with this," Salazar said.

Le-Annette knew that if these two decided to duel it out with magic, she wouldn't stand a chance. She slipped past Gryffindor, who stared down his nose at her, and out into the hall. She preceded to her dormitory to pack her things for the carriages. All the way up the hall, she could hear Gryffindor's and Slytherin's argument.

* * * *

The ride to her home was horrible. She told Bathsheba, Roland, and Nicoli about the previous night. Not in detail, but the gist of it. They were appalled. They made mean and rude comments about the two lovers. Le-Annette was shocked that her friends reacted this way. But all of that paled in comparison to what Zion did.

That night the handsome vampire came to Le-Annette and she opened her heart to him. She told him everything about that night. Zion was outraged.

"How dare you do this! This was not in my plan for you!" he shouted.

Le-Annette had had enough.

"You don't own me, Zion! Neither do my friends! I love Salazar!" she shouted back at them.

At any other time, Le-Annette would have been worried of her parents waking to find her speaking with this vampire. Tonight, however, she did not care.

"You will not continue this...this liaison! I order you to cease it!" he said in a voice of forced quiet.

"You do not own me. I am my own woman. I love Salazar, and you can not take me away from him,
Zion growled in frustration. He walked to her bedroom window, but before he leapt out, he turned and said, "Then I predict disaster in your future. The world is doomed."

The vampire left. Le-Annette just stood there, somewhat in shock. What did the world have to do with anything?