Chapter 1
Snape's body began to tremble as her arms rapped themselves around his neck, his lips met hers. "Oh god how long had he wanted this, to have their lips meet like this, to have their bodies touch like this?" For as long as he could remember he had wanted this. His hands began to wonder, began to caress her back, her hair, her legs anywhere his hands could reach he stroked. As he came up for air he looked down into those rich honey coloured eyes and smiled.
"Don't stop" she whispered gazing up into Snape's ebony eyes. He took her by the hand and lead her towards his bedchamber but before he could reach it a loud cry rang out from nowhere shattering Snape's blissful dream . . . .
Reality !
Snape sat on the edge of his bed his head in his hands running for the sixth time the dream which had dominated his deep sleep the night before. "Why" he asked himself yet again "why ,why, why had he dreamt it, had he wanted it, had he enjoyed it that much that his body had decided to soil clean sheets? Well the answer was yes, he had wanted it and yes he had enjoyed it (accounting for the sheets which now lay screwed up in a corner).
Once again he ran the dream through his head remembering every breath every quiver she made as she allowed his hands to roam over her body, but she's one of my student he thought desperately, correction 'was' one of his students she had left Hogwarts a year before just after that horrific battle against the 'Dark Lord'. He had watched her grow from an ugly duckling with bushy hair, slightly big teeth and a very annoying tendency to be an insufferable know it-all. To a beautiful swan who was still an insufferable know it-all.
"She's coming back in two weeks time" he moaned "she's coming back to teach Transfiguration, what an I going to do?" Running his fingers through his hair he heaved himself off the bed and made his way to the bathroom pausing only to glair at the pile of sheets in the corner as if it had been their fault that he had been aroused by the dream.