The storm is about to break, and nothing will ever be the same.

The title is very apt.  The scene and storm developed together, making me feel as though I were right in the midst of it!  Excellent read thank you.

Oh my! This was something else! I'd give you more than the allocated top marks if I could! Your descriptive/poetic style of writing is absolutely devine and so is this fic.  It's got me hungry for more - and I can honestly say I don't think I've ever read an SS/Vector fic before & would certainly never have considered it before this.  Well done for being so utterly unique. :-)

Excellent!

Oh nicely done.  Fraught with tension yet still seductive and not necessarily in a sexual way.Lovely vignette of the return of one who was bullied. Almost as if to say "Look what you have wrought".

Perfectly titled.  You've done a lovely job of building, building the tension.  And then when it releases, she's disappointed.

Ah, beautiffully drawn - like a stark pen and ink sketch.  Had I the skill, I woujld render this tale in black and crimson inks.... This deserves extra stars !!

Wow.

Oh dear, poor Septima. Not good.

Well, she couldn't have known, right?

Ouch!  How to Spoil Your Chances By Pouring Salt on an Open, Oozing Wound.I love the oppression you built into the piece with the weather and even the sexual tension, unfelt by Snape and mortifying for Sinistra.

Beautiful. Poignant. Description and details immaculate and piercing. Exceptional capturing the atmosphere and nuances, solidifying the impossible with the ending. Brilliant, lovely work!

A very little meteorology in this story, yet your interpretation of a storm is intimate and profound. The touch of hope that Septima was able to draw out of Severus for a few moments was cut down like a lightning with a single sentence. For a man, such as Severus, I can believe a comment is all it takes to cemment him in isolation. Beautiful work.

Wow, tension is right! You've created such an amazing atmosphere in this piece in so few words - love it!

What a fascinating moment in time to explore. There's a detachment here along with the intimacy - what a painful misstep to make. 

Such an unfortunate misstep on Vector's part. Sounds like there was a touch of potential there with Snape. Beautiful use of imagery, by the way. Nicely done.

That was certainly a miscalculation on her part.

'She envies the bead of sweat rolling into his collar.' Nicely put. 'She flails for pleasant.' Ah...poor woman. Her desire is palpable, as is the portentous storm you depict.(These are dark days, aren't they? If Septima's telling Severus about the baby, Harry must only a month and a few odd days old. Still thirteen months of the double life ahead for poor Snape.) Well done!

Dark futures on the horizon for sure...

What a shame.  Cheer up, Septima, you lost him before you even said a word.

Interesting dynamic here.  There could have been something there, but it was over before it began, it seems.  Nice job.

Brilliant.  Lovely imagery. :)

So few words, so much said. *applauds wildly*

Boy, that sucked. Could have been something between them, but it's definitely gone.  Great tension and a little angst.

Beautifully done.