She sat in the cloakroom in front of her mirror over the chest of drawers and looked at herself. The lips blue like a body of water, but otherwise beautiful. She knew why she was chosen for this role. She was a Veela, she was cool and aloof from everyone. She was the ice princess - figuratively.
She sighed, who would have thought what this role would take her to. If someone had told her before what this role would have resulted, she would have quit and moved to Alaska. She sighed again. It was time to play the role she hadn't played in a long time. She got up, the little ice crystals crackled on her dress and then she went onto the ice surface. It was still dark, but she knew the way there by heart, now she was as safe with her skates as she was with the stars - stars, her passion. They said everything and nothing, the darkness was their area, the night the time in which they felt comfortable. In the cover of the darkness she felt secure, because she knew that no one paid attention to her external form, but only to what she had to convey.Slowly she heard how the rows in the ice rink filled with whispering students. But she didn't get nervous, she knew exactly what to do. She got into position and sat on the flower-decorated swing which, like herself, was not yet recognized. The soft music resounded and the whispering stopped.
Then the headmaster announced:

"As I said, we will see the athletic performance of our teachers today, we will start with the figure skating that is led by two of our - let's say the most mysterious teachers. But before I reveal too much, I would ask you to begin."
He clapped his hands twice and the music got a bit louder again, then the light went on and shone through the ice surface until it came to the figure on the swing and illuminated it as the only one. A couple of "Oh's" and "Ah's" could be heard. The astronomy teacher sat cross-legged on the swing. Her eyes were closed and her face showed no movement, she held on with both hands and breathed easily.The swing she was sitting on was decorated over and over with white flowers of all kinds. The music became quieter again after the students had seen enough of the woman. She began to recite her text.

"I'm here lonely and alone
but this is how it should be
Mistress and slave,
Winter and ice,
Snow and rain,
I'm all cold, all old
everything numb and cramped.
Sickness, death and misery,
I combine all of this in my life. "

She opened her eyes and stared in front of her. Then she got up.
"I am the mistress of winter and unite it in me. Where I run it gets cold and sick and everything dies. Where I have been, there is no life. I am mistress of storms, mistress of ice and snow. I feel not, I regulate, cool and level-headed, without a heart, I live without blood, without love. I am the ice princess. "
Her gaze brushed the audience and she ran a few steps over the ice.
"I've always been lonely, my life contains nothing but what I do.I ruled the winter and was pleased with the fame. But then I saw what froze me to death, there was something behind my joy, something that would melt me ​​- love. I asked my father, my mother, the water and the cold, may they give me a heart for a day. After hesitation and advice, they let me live, I should have a day with feelings, pain and love, sadness and joy. And I saw, I saw what I was doing, saw children playing in the snow, people dying in blizzards. An angel in the fresh snow - a woman frozen to death in the cold lake. I didn't know what to do 'a tear fell from my eyes and fell. Falling deeper and deeper until she met a young man. "She paused and then looked at the entrance, another light followed her gaze and illuminated it. Snape stepped inside."
He was wearing a black suit, no robe, no cloak.
He approached her skate and fell to his knees.
"I led him into my castle, the closer he came to my cool throne, the lighter his skin, the bluer his lips.He was cold, terribly. "
Snape 's lips became bluer and bluer, his complexion lighter and lighter (if that was still possible), he slowly got down on his knees and looked at her pleadingly.
"I came to his aid, want to save him, in my embrace."
She came closer and knelt by him.
"But I knew my body. I was winter, I was ice, I was snow. If I touched him he would die. But his eyes held me - trapped." She looked Snape in the eyes and lost herself in them.
"And I got warm. I wasn't lonely anymore."
She got closer and closer to him.
"And when I touched him he didn't die, but lived.", She touched his cheek with her hand and the color returned to his skin and lips.
It got dark and then Prof. Sinistra's voice rang out again.
“One day we were united, the lovers in a deep embrace, but then my heart was taken away again and he had to go, even if he didn't want to.” Professor Snape left the ice with blue lips and trembling.“Days passed, weeks, months.” The light shone again and showed the teacher lying on a bed of icicles covered with an apparent blanket of snow.
"I could no longer exist, I became weaker and weaker, consumed by loneliness. My parents gave me my heart back, but it didn't help. And then he came."
Snape stepped back in the thick wool coat and approached her.
"Dearest, dearest. It's too late. I'm passing. But I won't leave you alone in the ice and snow. Take my child, take our child."
A crib was visible next to the bed and the ice princess's breaths faltered more and more, he bent down to her.
"Yes.", He replied in a dark, rough voice that gave those present goose bumps. "I love you."
A smile graced the features of the woman lying down as he covered her lips with a kiss and the light went out. For a moment it was absolutely quiet, then there was thunderous applause and whistling concerts mingled with it.It was a complete success.

After they parted, she looked in the darkness into his tunnel-black eyes that were only visible through the whites of the eyes.
"I love you?" She whispered asking and he smiled. "But that doesn't belong to the text ..."
"... Just like the kiss," he added and kissed her again.

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