Taking Hogwarts
Alyia grinned widely as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her long black hair was an object of perfection, framing her pale slender face, and making her green eyes pop out in their bright color.
It was finally her 7th year, the year that Alyia had been planning since she had first become interested in the male populous. This year she was going to make jaws drop. Once, everyone had known Alyia as a cute, quiet and highly intelligent student. Her grades were extraordinary, and she was highly praised by all. Which was why no one would know what to do with a sexy, and damned irresistible Slytherin.
Alyia took one last glance in the mirror before walking out of the bathroom, taking a right and exiting the dormitory into the Common Room.
Her long black robes swept the ground as she shouldered her school bag and headed towards the entrance of their common room. Before reaching it however, Alyia stopped and opened her robe just a little near her chest and unbuttoned the first few silver buttons of her shirt, allowing a fair bit of skin to show.
Alyia flipped her hair and started towards the dining hall, earning head turns and whispers from teachers and students alike.
Draco Malfoy dropped his goblet of water on his lap. He gasped and quickly looked down, whipping out his wand and drying it quickly before looking back up to find what had taken his attention away from the easy task of raising his glass.
'No…is that…that girl in my Potions class?' Draco thought as Alyia walked between the tables, looking around as if unable to find a seat. This seemed odd to Draco, since any number of boys were clearing spots for her to sit. But also, it seemed as if she was walking towards something or someone specifically. He quickly finished his toast and watched her sit down, alone at the end of the table. She didn't seem hungry, only getting a small amount of food and eating it slowly. Draco swallowed hard, adjusting the way he was sitting as to stop the pain in his erection.
After it seemed as if she was done, Draco stood up and sauntered over to her, stopping behind her for a moment before leaning close and whispering in her ear with a slight sneer.
"You think you can walk around swinging your hips and shaking that ass without drawing attention from me?" He hissed, grabbing her arm roughly and turning her around to face him. She smirked and whisked her hair out of her face.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." She said, turning on her heel and heading back out of the Dining Hall, at the same time wrenching her arm from his. Draco watched her move, groaning inwardly.
"Bloody Tease." He whispered to himself, uncaring about the hundreds of pairs of eyes on him at this moment. "It is Saturday. By next week, she will be mine." He thought before turning back around and glaring at a few gawkers.
"What are you looking at?" He snarled.
Alyia smiled to herself as she exited the dining hall and took a turn towards the Dungeons. The darkness clung to the sides of the hall. The small flames of the torches hanging on the walls barely made a difference to the darkness.
She felt as if she could jump up and down with joy and skip down the halls with glee. Draco Malfoy wanted HER! However, the thoughts stopped when she heard a smooth, silky and obviously evil voice from behind her, causing her to stop in her tracks.
"Ms. Beckett, I do hope you have not forgotten about our detention tonight." Severus Snape sneered as he stepped into the dim light, his arms crossed. He looked over his student, noting the fact that she was obviously trying to get someone's attention. He looked back up to her face after passing once over her body.
Alyia collected herself quickly and turned, seeing his eyes pass over her for a moment. Her heart gave a clench in excitement.
"Oh yes Professor, that's right…I almost forgot." She looked at him dead in the eyes, letting him know that this was all a front. She had in fact, not forgotten about the detention. In fact, she was counting on it.
Alyia took a step towards the Potion's professor who was clentching his jaw tighter and tighter. His obsidian eyes seemed as if they were the home to storms, raging through him. Lust slowly crept up his spine, causing a slight shiver.
"Ms. Beckett, I hope that you are not under the impression that I will just forget about your detention just because I am your head of house and this is your 7th year." He whispered, his eyes locked on hers. He straightened slightly as Alyia giggled slightly.
"Aw, come on Professor, a little bit of PlayWitch never hurt anyone. I was quite enjoying that one with the girl on the teacher's desk while he…" She started, seeming to enjoy a particularly fond memory, or trying to insinuate something quite different. But Severus Snape cut her off quickly, sucking in a breath.
"Ms. Beckett! If you would please shut that ungodly mouth before I do it for you!" He said with an edge to his voice. Alyia only seemed to grin broadly and cross her arms.
"I will see you at 11 o'clock. Do not test me, Ms. Beckett." With that, Snape turned on his heel, full well knowing that the scene that Alyia had described could not be found in her edition of PlayWitch. But just in case, Severus Snape decided to check…again.
Alyia walked down the last stair to the dungeon and took a breath. Every fiber of her being was begging her to turn around and run. To skip this detention, and face Snape's wrath another day. Alyia shook her head at these thoughts. She had wanted this chance for ages. This more than anything or anyone.
Her hand raised to knock on the professor's office door. From within, his voice sounded, silkily and smooth as always.
"Enter."
Severus didn't dare look up at the sight of his student walking through his office wearing a miniskirt far too short for propriety's sake. He avoided looking at her school shirt which was even more open than this morning. He knew this was all highly improper, but still, could not just let this go.
"Take a seat." Severus snapped, waving the door closed and then motioning to a chair before his desk.
'Severus Snape! This is a student! Legal in age, but not in morality!' He chastised himself, shifting to try and get a better position for his painful erection.
He did everything he could not to stare at his student, but out of the corner of his eyes he could see her saunter over to his desk, and instead of taking the seat he had offered, she lifted herself onto his desk and swung around, her legs hanging over the side and open as she pushed herself towards him, her legs finally resting on either side of his. She shifted her weight and leaned back, her arms taking position holding her up from behind. Her chest was slightly accentuated by this act and Snape sucked in a breath as a few of his papers fell to the ground along with a few trinkets, which met their demise against the stone cold floor of the dungeon.
Snape looked up at her, totally unprepared for this sort of confrontation. His erection gave a small jump against his leg and he bit back a moan.
"Ms. Beckett, this is highly inappropriate…" He murmured. But even as he said this, his eyes roamed her body hungrily. He wanted to reach out and touch her, make her moan for him, make her apologize for the agony she had placed on him.
"It makes it all the more exciting, doesn't it?" She grinned, leaning forward slightly and tucking some hair out of her eyes.
"Ms. Beckett…"
"Come, come, Severus, we both know where this is going. Do call me by my name." She grinned at her daring. To call the potions master by his name was pretty much a death sentence. She knew that better than most.
Severus' eyes flashed at her at the sound of his first name on her lips. With a flourish of his robes, he stood up and took a step forward, grabbing her neck roughly as his thighs and hers connected. She moaned slightly and looked up with him, her mouth slightly open suggestively.
Severus launched forward, pressing his lips against hers roughly, sucking and biting hard, not caring about the feel of her blood running from his lips.
Alyia's eyes went wide as she felt the blood trickle down her chin from the aggressiveness of his nipping. When he pulled away, all she could do was catch her breath in slight pants. Severus groaned and took his seat again, his head resting in his hand.
"Ms. Beckett, this is not a game. I am not the kind of man who will be gentle or care about how you feel. So if you care at all about romantics and such, get out of my sight." His voice was pained and Alyia knew he was harder than rock. He wanted her. Just as much as she wanted him.
"Professor, if I had wanted all of that, I would have found a Gryffendor." She smirked as Severus looked up slowly, the storms raging in his eyes again. Alyia hopped off the desk and pressed her body against his, her breasts close to his face. He looked up at her as she put her hands on his shoulders. His found her hips carefully. She ran her hands through his hair, wondering how anyone could think it was greasy. It was soft on her hands, and she loved the feeling of it.
Severus moaned slightly and closed his eyes, giving into the horrible temptations. He hated this lack of control, but he still gave into it, moaning at the feel of her hands.
Slowly Alyia ran her fingers down his neck and down to his shoulders. She looked at him, her eyes slightly open as she slid down his body until she was on her knees. He looked down at her, wondering what would happen now that he had given up the reins. Alyia grinned up at him, licking her lips suggestively and then with nimble fingers, she began to undo his belt and trousers, pulling them down to his ankles.
Severus moaned, leaning his head back slightly as his erection broke free of the restraints. He heard Alyia gasp. He grinned inwardly, looking at her surprised expression.
"What did you expect little girl? I am endowed with some talents and some features worth whispering over." He whispered, grabbing a handful of her hair as she placed a hand on his erection. He sucked in a breath and his hips thrusted upwards uncontrollably. It had been too long…
Slowly Alyia moved down, placing her lips around his cock gingerly, looking up at his face as she licked around the end, touching each nerve at the tip. He moaned and leaned back in his chair, his hips moving up again, egging her on, and pressing her forward. Alyia moaned at the sounds he made, knowing that it was driving him crazy.
Severus couldn't believe how sensitive he was. Each small lick that she made sent shivers through his body and he couldn't stop his hips from beginning to move up and down. She began to move further down his cock, and he let a loud groan escape from his throat. It was too good….It was forbidden, but she was right. That made it all the more exciting.
Alyia took him as far as she could into her mouth, sucking lightly on his length and moaning at the apparent pleasure crossing over his face as he held onto the sides of his chair, his knuckles turning white. Suddenly she felt his hands in her hair, pulling, and then pushing slightly. She closed her eyes and opened her throat as much as possible as he forced her down further onto him. She could feel his cock kick against the back of her throat and she felt her lungs running out of air. She pressed her hands on his thighs, trying to do something about her inability of gaining breath.
Finally, he let her hair go, and Alyia came up for air, flustered by how much she liked the feeling of his hands forcing her down, forcing her to pleasure him. She looked up at him with her eyes half shut, using her hands to move up and down, continuing her work on his nerves.
Severus looked back at her, feeling more and more turned on. But he would not let this girl take the reins anymore. It was time.
Suddenly Severus stood, causing Alyia to fall back on her ass. She looked up at him, his figure larger than ever, and far more intimidating. She shivered in anticipation as she grabbed her neck slightly and brought her to her feet. He was careful not to hurt her too badly, but when she was up he slammed her against his desk, pressing his lips close to her jaw line. He ran a tongue over the skin and laughed lightly. He kept pushing against her until her knees gave and she sat on his desk. Slowly he went down on his knees, like she had done before, and removed her clothing quickly, taking no time to push forward and lick her carefully. She let out a scream of pleasure, surprising Severus slightly. He looked up at her as she brought her hand to her mouth, watching her biting it to stifle her screams. He felt his cock give another jump and he lavishly licked her, not caring about giving her pleasure, but awaiting for her to give him the right lubricants for the grand finale.
Alyia was seeing stars. Everything that she had ever wanted had just placed himself in between her thighs. Her hips rose against his mouth, groaning in protest when he stopped and stood. She looked at him, her mouth open just a little. He took her mouth swiftly, and her eyes widened. He penetrated her swiftly in one motion, and pain made its way through her body. She bucked against it, trying to find a way to ease the large intrusion, but each motion brought him further and further inside her. She panted into his mouth, pain quickly transforming into pleasure as he bucked against her, throwing back his head for a moment as his hands grabbed her shoulders roughly. Their breath mingled together as he leaned forward, thrusting hard in and out.
Alyia felt waves of passion overtaking her and she screamed, raising her hips against him and throwing her head back. He quickly joined her, groaning loudly and thrusting quickly a few more times. She felt a heat creeping into her and she knew that he was spent. She collapsed into his arms and moaned in his ear. He smirked, nipping at her neck and then whispering in her ear.
"I don't think I taught you enough tonight. You will be here every night until I think you have learned your lesson."
And there she had it. Severus Snape was hers.
I hope you guys enjoyed it. I know it was a bit…quick. Let me know if you guys liked it, and maybe I will add chapters of her finding other boys around the school. . Leave me some love or some suggestions and maybe I will let you all decided who is next, or if I should continue with Snape. : Sigh : Lovely snape..