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Snape's lips curled up into a small smile. "Yes, perhaps frequenting your rooms would be more prudent," he responded, amused. "I believe that's twice the Headmaster has unexpectedly popped up in the middle of..."
Snape paused in his speech as he slowly glided over to Tara and brushed his fingertips across her cheek before cupping the side of her face in his hand. With a quick darting of his eyes, he saw that they were alone and he brushed his lips briefly against hers before standing up straight and slowly dropping his hand from her face. "Would you care to accompany me into my quarters or would you prefer heading back up to your tower?" he asked.
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