It was supposed to be game. The winter felt particularly long this year and Ginny and Luna were bored to death. They just wanted to spice up their lessons until they would be able to go out again without catching a deadly cold. Plus, Luna was the one who proposed it.
"It will be fun, you'll see!" the blond had said, beaming at her friend. And Ginny, because she was so frustrated that she had been banned from Quidditch because of some of her grades, had accepted.
Therefore, Luna and she had been playing their little game for over three weeks now. The rules were simple; they would sit in the back of the classroom in their shared classes and discuss how they imagined that their present professor liked to have sex. It was stupid, really. Ginny kept thinking that.
Yet it had been really fun at the beginning; Luna had the craziest ideas. That one time, in Herbology, she had been so graphic that Ginny couldn't get the image of a naked Mrs Sprout tied up by a Devil's Snare out of her head for the rest of the day. Terrible.
Or that other time, when Luna had suggested that Flitwick probably had his little fun with his stock of feathers for the Wingardium Leviosa lessons, she had laughed so hard that she nearly peed her pants. It really was funny.
And it felt safe, because Ginny knew that Luna and she weren't in the same course, when it came to the one professor she actually had a giant crush on. But of course, faith had decided to do a little meddling. All classes' grades were so low in that course that the professor had decided to convey all the weakest students to cram sessions before they took their NEWTs.
Therefore, today, Luna and she were headed to the dungeons together, to Ginny's greatest displeasure. If Luna decided to play the game with Snape, she'd instantly guess her attraction. Plus, it was difficult enough for her concentrate on his lessons without having graphic sexual images of him in her mind. Well, not that she'd never thought about it, but she knew Luna would only make it stronger.
As they passed the threshold of the Potions classroom, Snape greeted them with a low snort, merely looking up from his paper work while the classroom was filled by scared Seventh Years of all four houses. No one was foolish enough to think that these two hours would be pleasant.
"Sit down, in silence" Snape drawled, slowly lifting himself from his chair. "Since your lack of skills in potions is so severe and you don't even reach the lowest expectations for Fourth Years, we will start with a lesson that is at your level: Cure for Boils. You will be graded after every lesson, for every one of your potions. And you will take this class until you reach a level that I consider to be acceptable".
That being said, the Potions Master turned on his heels, his long black robes flying in his back, and he started writing instructions on the blackboard.
"Hey Gin'" Luna whispered. Oh no, Ginny thought, this is it. "Do you know who we never played about?" the blonde pursued.
The redhead shook her head, playing dumb. "Snape! I can't believe we never thought about it! He's a goldmine!" Luna exclaimed.
"Lovegood, Weasley, silence!" Snape ordered, looking over his shoulder.
Ginny turned slightly red. She always tried to be as silent as possible in Snape's classes. She couldn't quite explain why, but his harsh, sarcastic and cynic ways had become a major turn on to her over the months. "He's kinda right, Luna. We should be listening" Ginny pledged.
Luna rose her giant blue eyes to the ceiling, shaking her head. "That never stopped you before, Gin'! Come on! I'm sure you'd love to imagine what Snape could hide beneath those large cloaks! Speaking of large, I'm pretty sure he …"
"This is my very last warning, you two! Don't be so foolish to think that I would hesitate to give you detention until your very last day at Hogwarts if you dare disturbing my class once more!" Snape warned, his eyes narrowing.
Ginny shifted a bit on her stool, getting slightly uncomfortable and muttering a low "sorry". But Luna, being her witty self, had other plans. She simply drew her wand and cast a discreet silencing charm that Harry had showed her after a DA meeting in her fourth year.
"Now let's get serious" Luna said, pretty proud of her spell work "what would you say: gay, het or something else?"
"He's obviously into women" Ginny stated, refusing to even just think that it could be otherwise.
"I wouldn't be so sure" Luna argued "I always wondered if he didn't have a thing for Malfoy, seeing how indulgent he is with him sometimes"
Ginny's heart sunk to her stomach. "Don't be ridiculous Luna! Have you never seen how he looks down Mrs Zabini's cleavage when she bows to shake his hand at parent meetings?"
"You sure are observant …" Luna noticed. "Either way, I'm sure he's also super bossy when he's having sex. I wouldn't be surprised if he's actually into BDSM and is quite the dom'"
Ginny cleared her throat and tried to shake off the idea of Snape binding her spread-eagled across his four-poster. "Please, who would want to be dominated by Snape?" Ginny asked, trying her best to sound disgusted.
"I wouldn't mind! Don't you remember last year, in June, when it got so hot that he started teaching without his robes? He surely seemed to have quite the lean body. And his voice? Imagine that voice telling you naughty stuff!"
Ginny swallowed harshly. Too late. She saw it right in front of her, Snape leaning behind her and telling her things so dirty that she wouldn't even be able to come up with it herself. His words would rush over her with his silky tone and send her arousal pooling directly in her panties, he would have her shivering. She'd be ready to beg before he even just touched her, she'd …
"Weasley! Detention, tonight, my office" Snape snarled. Ginny turned around only to find her potions professor standing right behind her, his dark eyes shooting at her. She opened her mouth to say something, but she was speechless, both of surprise and because fantasy and reality were just so close from overlapping.
"Oh, please professor, we were working together on this cauldron, don't punish her" Luna pleaded. Ginny turned back to their table, noticing only now that even though they were talking, Luna had started their task.
"Maybe you would like to join your little friend, miss Lovegood?" Snape dryly asked.
Ginny violently shook her head at her friend, convincing her to give it up. And luckily, she did.
…
To be continued