The crowd 'aaw'd' as Severus pulled away, smirking as his lips moved to the words, but MArc's voice sang.

"You are the reason I can fly-y.

And cause of you, I don't have to wonder why-hy." 

((Sightbump.))

Melanie smiled at Severus as he mouthed the words to her. She rested her head on his shoulder.

Severus bent down again, his lips tickling at her ear.

"I love you." 

Melanie looked up at Severus, blushing madly. "R-Really?" She stuttered.

"I..I love you, too." She gave him a smile.

((I couldn't help it... 100th page and all.))

Severus returned the smile, pecking her on the cheek.

"Now, how about we celebrate your birthday? I still plan on drinking until I can't stand, however." 

((Lol, yeah. |D))

Melanie laughed and shook her head. "Just don't go too crazy," She said.

"I make no promises." Severus replied, chuckling.

"Damon, stop showing off!" Stefan yelled, glaring at Damon, who was now juggling ball of fire.

"DAMON!" 

"He'll get laid anyway." Stefan muttered, snapping his fingers. A cold-looking amount of ice water fell on Damon, extinguishing the fire.

((Should we skip?)) 

((Sure, why not?))

"Son of a b!tch!" Severus yelled, springing up from the bed he was laying on. He immediately regretted it, feeling himself swat and his head pound.

"STEFAN!" 

((Lol, I'm exicted to see where this is going. o3o"))

Melanie woke up suddenly as she heard Severus's scream. She was sleeping in a different room, but close enough to hear him. She got out of bed, combed her hair just a little, and walked out the door.

"Whazzagoin'on?" She asked sleepily, yawning.

"Dumbledore is going to kill me." Severus groaned, trying to shake the hangover out of him. It didn't work, only making him feel worse. Damon and Stefan stumbled into the room, yawning.

"Hugh's out already." Stefan said, grabbing Melanie's hand. Damon grabbed Severus' arm reluctantly, hearing the growl that reverberated in his chest.

"To the gates?"

"Wait," Severus said, going to a closet. Yes, this room was his, and it was locked to everyone else. He opened the closet, pulling out three very long silvery cloaks.

"Invisibility Cloaks." He explained, throwing one over himself.

"Okay.. Now." 

Melanie squeezed her eyes shut and held onto Stefan's hand tightly. "Ugh, I hate this," She said.

They all felt the sensation of being pulled through a tube, before their feet hit the ground. Severus took off at once, shrugging Damon's hand off in the process.

"Come on you two, it's five in the damn morning!" Stefan said, tugging on Melanie's arm.

Severus basically ran to the dungeons, collapsing on his bed. Sunday. Thank God. He had an unforgiving hangover, and he was suddenly regretting yesterday. As he breathed, Severus' eyes snapped open, his mouth caught in a silent 'O'.

He told her he loved her. 

"Damnit, I was drunk." He cursed himself, rubbing his temples as he swallowed a vial of liquid. He felt most of it lift, and he sighed. He didn't know if he meant what he said, but Severus knew he was drunk when he said it.

Only problem was.. She said it, too.