Severus had had it up to here with the sorry excuses for students and those staff members...It filled him with annoyance just thinking about them. How dare they?! Thinking they knew him as well as they thought they did, they knew nothing! Insufferable student loving fools. He needed a drink..a strong one at that and he knew just where to get it. He immediately apparated to a small town in Spain, this particular wizarding town was famous for La Bebida del diablo. (The drink of the devil) He swung open the door and sat at the booth ordering his drink. Witches and wizards alike stared at him as he sat but they didn't approach not wanting to start a quarrel for such a reason. Severus took one gulp of his drink and closed his eyes at the pleasant numbing feeling began to take hold; the wonderful drink numbing his senses. "Hola señor.." A voiced purred next to him causing him to open his eyes. He turned his head and laid eyes on a rather beautiful dark skinned woman with ruby red lips and straight red hair that went down to her waist. Her dress was tight and showed obvious signs of desperation. "My name is Lucianna...What's yours?" She rolled the 'r' putting her hand lightly on his arm. Severus internally rolled his eyes and scowled at the woman. "That..." He started as he pulled his arm from her grasp. "Is none of your concern." Lucianna however seemed to ignore his dismissive words and actions as she moved closer. "Aw don't be like that..No one refuses me." Severus growled under his breath and moved farther away. "Happy to be the first. I have no interest not leave me be." Lucianna scoffed and sashayed away flipping her hair over her shoulder. Severus drank the rest of his drink enjoying the fiery sensation in his throat. He stayed at the booth for what seemed like house watching people go in and out. People laughed, talked, drank, and flirted. Severus was about to order another when whooping and clapping was heard from outside. People started leaving the bar smiling in excitement. "What's going on? Where are they going?" Severus asked a short man with a black curly mustache. The man smiled and spoke in a heavy Spanish accent, "It's her, one of the most talented dancers in Spain! Join us señor! You won't regret it." Before Severus could protest or even respond the small man had grabbed his arm and with surprising strength pulled him to the town square.
(I just realized that my phone deleted the rest of the chapter that I wrote earlier today..ARGH!! I'll fix it though. *sigh* Stupid Internet..)
There was a huge roaring fire in the center of the town and people were gathered in a large circle around it. They all clapped and stomped to a rhythm that only they seemed to know. A man with broad shoulder and a graying goatee walked onto a small platform near the fire and spread his arms in a welcoming gesture. "Welcome one and all to the yearly performance! If this is the first one you are witnessing I hope you enjoy! I give you..Kiara!" He waved his hand down and purple smoke rose from the ground. A women emerged and the only thing going through Severus's mind was that she was the most breathtaking woman he had ever seen. She had mocha colored skin and devil red colored lips; her red sparkly dress spread around her as she twirled. Kiara lost herself in the beat and swayed to the music, she seemed weightless but her moves were graceful. A soft gasp escaped Severus's lips when her emerald eyes met his onyx ones. She smiled softly and before closing her eyes and slowly backing into the flames; they brushed over her as she danced without leaving traces of burns. Severus watched in awe as she danced with the fire like it was nothing, like it was effortless. It was beautiful. Kiara did a somersault out of the fire and put one leg in front of the other as she twirled her dress. She pulled a purple scarf printed with silver stars as if from nowhere and continued dancing with the scarf in hand. Familiar yet strange feelings rose up in Severus surprising even himself. He hadn't felt this way since..No! He would not put himself through mourning again! Lily was dead and there was no way to bring her back..besides she chose Potter and was much happier with him. Severus was snapped out of his reverie when he felt something soft wrap around his neck. Looking down he saw, to his great surprise, Kiara standing inches from his holding the ends of the scarf. He gazed into her eyes and found small flecks of chocolate brown in them, he also noticed a faint sparkle that made him want to stare forever. His heart beat wildly inside his chest as Kiara lightly pulled the ends of the scarf causing his face to move closer to him. Their breathing mixed as both felt the others breaths on their faces causing them both to blush. Kiara pressed her lips to his in a soft kiss and that sealed it; there was no other in the world except them. Before he could respond or even move Kiara had disappeared leaving a cloud of purple smoke and her scarf behind. Whoops and cheers went through the crowd and Severus received many claps on the back. He didn't notice because his mind was on the mocha skinned beauty that smelled of spices, firewood, and cinnamon. Clutching the scarf in his hand he made his decision, he would find this mysterious Kiara and make her his. No one else could affect him the way she could. That kiss..that kiss was all the proof he needed.