A/N: Well we joined together to create a beautiful piece of artwork that would surpass all others. Then couldn't stop laughing at the insane thought. So we decided to do something fun, terrible, horrible, and hilarious to torture our most beloved characters. But then it turned out to be serious and our entire insane thought went out the tent door…. But don't worry we'll use those for something else

Written by: HermioneSandwhich & IsabelleRiddle ( or just Jackie and bella)

Disclaimer: we don't own any of the harry potter world we just like to play around with the charecters)

"20 points from Gryffindor" Severus Snape said softly to the silent class.

"Why?" the bright redhead yelled from her seat. Snape turned to face her but quickly diverted his eyes he couldn't bear to look t her. He slammed his fists down onto her desk.

"Why not, and since you felt so content to question my decision miss Bates. 30 more points from Gryffindor." He turned back and headed to the head of the classroom. 'Why was she so insistent to sit in the front row?' He thought to himself. To torture me perhaps? She's right there, right within my reach and yet I can't bloody freaking touch her. Can't touch her because she's a student and can't touch her because she's Weasley's bloody girlfriend. Again, she's someone else's. Her fiery red hair, bright green eyes, smooth creamy skin, so small with all the perfect curves… "Lily…" he hoarsely whispered.

"What did you say professor?" He shook himself from his thoughts. Unable to even remember what he had been teaching beforehand.

"Nothing." She even has the same angry look she would give him. Her nose scrunched up the same, she let her hair fall in front of her face not bother to move it back too focused on her frustration, and those rosy pink lips in a full pout.

He pulled her close to him. "Severus we shouldn't be here."

"do I look like I care?" she looked back and smiled pressing her lips to his caressing them open with her tongue, as he reached the hem of her skirt puling it up around her trim waist. While her skilled fingers made their way to unbutton his shirt.

"Professor?" he looked back at her, her frustration still noticeable on her beautiful face.

"That will be all for today class." Without another word he turned and headed back to his office.

Iris Bates looked at her boyfriend of a year, Charlie Weasley, "What was wrong with him today?"

"Frankly, I don't care. We're out of Potions with that horrible teacher, if you can even call him that- this is his first year after all." When they finally reached the Gryffindor common room he paused to look at her, "He keeps staring at you. Maybe he fancies you."

Iris would have laughed if she hadn't been thinking the same exact thing. "I know. Yet he keeps taking points from me. I just wish he'd make up his mind! If he likes me, he should favor me! If he doesn't then fine! Just treat me the same as everyone else! He needs to stop being so unfair and biased!"

Charlie looked at her in shock- after all, in the years that they've known each other he'd rarely seen her get so flustered and upset. He knew better than to try to console her to calm her down, while she was a Gryffindor she did quite like revenge- which would cheer her up immensely. "What if we make him pay?" He asked her.

"What? How?"

"I Have a plan, if you're willing. It may get a few points taken, but he should stop staring at you and he'd definitely remember it."

"What exactly do you have in mind darling?"

Severus let his head fall into his hands. What an impression he's been making. Every other class he is fine with its only her class. Why does she need to look like her. Hell she even acts like her if only he hadn't called her a mud blood. She would be with him rather than running off with potter. He couldn't help it though iris bates just made him loose his mind. She looked exactly like lily. Just then, his door opened. Speak of the devil.

"Professor?"She peaked around the door. He went to speak but he couldn't form any words. Was her skirt that short in class?

"Um… yes?" she walked up to his desk her skirt hadn't been that short bloody hell it barely covered anything. Her shirt too was open much farther down then he remembered. "Would you mind buttoning your shirt up?" she sat on his desk leaning in toward him.

"Is it bothering you?"

"…umm… No… not at all. But you should button it up. It's inappropriate."

"Then button it up."

Severus froze. What the in the name of Merlin's baggy trousers has gotten into her. He groaned at the thought, he wanted to get into her; wanted to be the only one. But a beautiful girl like that has surely had someone by now. Someone who got to run his hands all over her soft body, because it would be soft, soft as silk. Kiss those rosy lips, hear her intake of breath after he touched her breasts, as he trailed his hand lower. Finding liquid heat. Just for him. And she would've been perfect. Why do the gods torment me? He thought for perhaps the millionth and one time today. "What did you say miss Bates?"

"Button up my top if you want it buttoned so badly- even if it's not bothering you…" she said (practically purred, he thought) leaning farther over the desk where he sat immobile.

"Never mind why are you here?" she smirked and hopped off the desk, her skirt moving just enough for him to glance at her lace knickers. He shivered trying to control himself but it was becoming increasingly difficult. She walked behind his desk running her hands along his shoulders.

"Do I need a reason?" he lips slightly brushing against his his ear he could feel her sweet breath against his neck.

"No but I would imagine that you would." She walked around and sat back on the desk in front of his chair her leg slightly open.

"Well I do have a reason. Not that you'd approved of course." She hopped off and swung one of her legs over his lap straddling him, and wrapping her arms around his neck. She leaned in close and brushed her lips along his neck planting a couple delicate kisses. "As you can see my intentions are anything but pure." She ground her hips slightly against his and pressed her breasts to his chest. He couldn't control himself any more, and kept his eyes shut doing all he could not to take her on his desk right there. "I see you staring at me." She pulled her head up and pushed his black hair away from his face staring in to his eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. He leaned in pressing his lips to hers and tangling his fingers in her fiery hair. The kiss was everything he ever wanted with Lily and more, after all this witch wanted him, obviously wanted him. He pressed his tongue against her lips, hoping to be let in and assuming he would after her actions so far. She did not disappoint him, letting his tongue mix with hers , bringing his hands down to around her waist he slowly began to slip his hand under the bottom of her school shirt.

"So do you like them?" she asked as she pulled back.

Snape just stared at her- speechless again. He was unable to think, unable to form coherent thoughts with her like that, so when he managed out a "like what?" he was impressed with himself.

"When I decided to pay you a visit I decided to get myself ready, I thought that you might be more … let's say appreciative and willing if I were wearing Slytherin colours. Well just green. I couldn't find any silver."

After the few minutes that she had been talking, he was able to think better. He looked at her, confused, because he did not remember her wearing any green or silver when she walked in. So he pulled back to look at her: her white shirt, black skirt, gold necklace, white stockings and black shoes. "I don't see any Slytherin colours." He finally said.

"Well then maybe they're not so obvious and you need to look better." She replied as she placed his hands with his fingers just barely under the hem of her skirt. "Do you need a better hint?" she decided to add at his shocked lust-filled look he shot at his hands. "Guess what colour they are and they'll come off."

"You said they were green."

"20 points for Slytherin." How the hell can she say that so calmly? I can barely talk! What is she- Oh god. They untie… She slowly pulled her skirt down, Revealing her knickers that left nothing to the imagination. She returned to her previous position. "Do I need to undress myself?" he didn't need to be told twice. He quickly unbuttoned her shirt while she worked on his. Bloody hell he thought pushing the shirt from her shoulders. She then pulled his over his head. Kissing her again he worked to unclasp her bra releasing her breasts from the offending fabric. She ran her fingers down his bare chest and placed trails of kisses along his jaw line nipping at the flesh beneath her lips. He groaned and reached for the laces on her knickers, and untying them he threw the garment to the floor. She leaned back in devouring his mouth, feverishly she fumbled with the buttons on his trousers. Undoing them and releasing him. He groaned gripping her bottom and laying her down on his desk. His lips never leaving hers.

He was pretty damn hot. Scorching, in fact. Who would have thought that he'd look this good underneath all those layers of fabric he constantly wears? Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt him pressed right up against her, rubbing against her, driving her insane then all thought went from her mind with his first push into her. She hadn't expected it to go this far. To feel this good. Circe! Who knew sex could be like this. She had thought that sex with Charlie was good but with Snape if felt perfect. He kept hitting right there with every other thrust. The line between pleasure and pain blurred as her nerves were over stimulated. She could feel herself building, so close, so close. But she wasn't going to allow herself to hope to actually have an orgasm. No, she's not that lucky. It'll be like it always is- she'll be just on the brink, so close to completion when suddenly he's done, which means that she's done. Who cares that she's not really done… Just as she decided to resign herself to her 'fate' Severus reached his hand down and started playing with her.

Then suddenly she forgot everything. The pleasure was absolutely unbearable and she understood what all the fuss was about after she regained some of her ability to think. She found him laying on her, breathing heavily, finished-and had the strange urge to hold him close. Shite.

Iris quickly stood up and quickly picked up her clothing that was thrown across the room. Quietly she dressed she looked over at Severus….. Snape she corrected herself. Professor Snape. What the hell did she just do?

Severus watched her as she dressed, nervously fumbling with the buttons. He himself grabbed his boxers and trousers fixing them back to normal. He walked over to her and helped her button her shirt up, she had tears in her eyes. He finished and hugged her holding her close. She lightly wrapped her arms around him.

"I'm so sorry." She pushed away from him. "I really have to get going." Quickly she left is office tears still in her eyes. What had she done. She just wanted to tease him, it was Charlie's idea god damn it and she took it to far. She didn't mean to do. She walked silently into the common room.

"Hey babe." Charlie walked right up with his arms wide open. She stopped walking so that she didn't touch him. He noticed her face, it was red and her eyes were swollen, "Iris what's wrong? What happened?" she looked up into his eyes that were full of concern. She couldn't take it she couldn't face him. The tears began flowing again as she ran to her dorm.

What had he done? With a student? "She seemed willing." He said aloud to no one. She came in wanting it. Wanted him while she was teasing him. Hell, she wanted him even when he was naked, pressed right up against her. While he was in her. Even as she had wrapped her arm around him when they had finished. "Why the tears then? Did I do something- no. Nothing. She even hugged me. " Then it occurred to him- Charlie Weasley, her boyfriend. She had a boyfriend. And she had just slept with him.

Severus Snape had absolutely no idea what to do. So, after checking to make sure that he was presentable he went out to stalk- err, patrol- the hallways seeking troublemakers (Gryffindors).

Iris had stopped crying after a while had taken a nice cold shower when she realized that Charlie was probably going insane and things would be harder to explain if she stayed up any longer. She slowly walked down the stairs hoping that Charlie wouldn't be there and that he would, so she could get it over with.

"Iris? What happened in there?" he asked her as he pulled her close. She went, limply, not molding her body to his nor pulling away. "Iris?" he asked again, looking at her more closely. Seeing a small hickey peaking out of her collar and remembering her tears earlier he became enraged. "Did he hurt you! Listen to me Iris, he had no right. If he hurt you, you need to report it. Who cares that he's a teacher-"

"He didn't hurt me." She interrupted. "He told me that he was in love with me, so I felt bad about doing it." Not quite a lie, she thought, he certainly acted like it and I do feel guilty about it now.

"He's in love with you? Oh Iris, I couldn't have planned this better if I had written it up! We could get him fired!"

Charlie's enthusiasm was lost on her by this point. "Charlie, I- I just need to go for a walk. Clear up my head. Sorry. I'll be back later." With a quick peck on his cheek, she left the common room and began to walk to the courtyard. Once there, she sat on the edge of the fountain. Quite, not crying anymore, but completely lost in thought. Severus Snape broke this quite when he entered the courtyard, having seen her during his patrol. He looked around seeing a couple students walking through the courtyard, but once they saw him they quickly scurried away since it was beginning to darken. He stalked over to her, as he got closer, he could see that she was crying. He felt a twinge of guilt.

"Miss Bates." She wiped her tears away and looked up to see him, and he could see the tears building in her eyes again. "It is after dark and all students should be indoors, I have no choice but to give detention. Ten minutes my class room." She stood up trying to protest. "Don't worry it's not for what you think." He looked around quickly and not seeing anyone, he leaned in next to her ear. "I just want to talk I promise."

She nodded and watched him walk away, her mind was telling he that she was crazy to go back to see him alone. But for some reason she couldn't refuse. His request had been sincere enough, and she trusted him. Even though he had been rude to her since she had started classes. He had been so sweet merely an hour ago. Afterward, he had held her like she was the more delicate thing in the world. Like he truly cared. For a second she thought of Charlie and how heartbroken he would be…. Then she thought of his reaction, at least Severus…. Professor Snape seemed to actually care that she was upset. She took a deep breath and headed off toward the dungeons.

He shouldn't be surprised that she followed him. I am a teacher, after all he reminded himself. Yet he was when she appeared in his classroom only a few minutes after him. She had just shut the door when he began besieging her with questions: "Are you okay Iris? I thought that you were fine with what was happening-what happened- but you've been crying since then. I really am sorry if you didn't want it, I would have never, never ever had done that if I had thought that you weren't completely willing."

Seeing his pause for breath she interrupted: "It doesn't have anything to do with that. I feel guilty because I have a boyfriend. And I had sex with you. I enjoyed having sex with you. Even after it was done I wanted another round. I've never felt like that." With a deliberate pause she continued, "I've never had an orgasm before. I've always reached that edge but no one has ever taken me over. Then you did." As she said this she began moving closer to him until she was right in front of him. He couldn't help the unbidden memory:

Lily sat next to him outside by the lake. Just talking about school, the lake, homework- nothing really in particular. "Severus, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Lily. Anything you want."

"'tmakeheryouknow?" she whispered quickly.

"Sorry, what was that?" Severus asked with a confused expression marring his face.

Lily took a deep breath then tried again. This time going noticeably slower. " How. Would. You. Like. A woman. To tell you. That you don't make her. … orgasm?" she said with a noticeable squeak and flush at the last word.

"Umm…well. WAIT! Is this about Potter? Have you SLEPT with Potter? He, he, he HATES me Lily. Why are you asking me to help him with his SEX life? With you- Lily I love you, I could be so much better than him if you just gave me the chance."

"Sev, calm down please. You know that we've been going out for a while. I trust you, and this is about ME, not him. Please, I really don't know what to do." She entreated him.

"Just talk to him, I would guess." He said with a sigh. The things I do for her he thought sadly. " Bring it up gently. Make sure he realizes that it's not him and talk about how you could work towards it. That's what I'd like someone to do to me."

"Thank you Severus." Lily said, placing her hand on his. "You'll find someone one day, Sev. Someone who will love you for you. I'm sorry it's not me. I really need to finish up this Charms essay, I better get going to the library. I'll see you later. " With that she got up and after placing a peck on his forehead, walked back to the castle.

"Severus?" Iris said, "Are you okay? You kind of zoned out there for a minute."

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"good." She threw herself at him; she pressed her lips to his. Severus was startled and stumbled backwards, losing his footing and falling sown the small set of stairs that lead to the head of his classroom. They tumbled backwards, Severus hitting his head on one of the many desks that littered the room. Iris widened her eyes. "oh Merlin I'm so sorry I really didn't mean to I just I just…. I just mess everything up." She started crying right again.

Severus sighed his head hurt, he just slept with a student , who is now on top of him, and pinning him to the ground, and is crying once again. He had never been so confused in his life. Lily had never been like this… then again they were the same age in school together, and she wasn't dating anyone.

"Ok just calm down." He attempted to sit up. She followed suit trying to get her tears in control. "I just wanted to make sure you were ok." She nodded. "I think for the sake of things were should keep a normal student teacher or even fried relationship." She started crying even harder. "no I didn't mean it like that I mean you were good… actually really good." Severus let his thoughts wander she was laying on his desk again, she was moaning his name. No she was screaming it. He came out of his thought when he felt her fall on to his chest. He froze up not knowing whether it would be appropriate to hug her at the moment… hell nothing they had done up to that point was appropriate so why would it matter now. Awkwardly he reached his arms around holding her to him. Eventually he gave in, and forgot about this awkward guilty feeling he was having, he just wanted to calm her down. "Iris did you tell Charlie?" she cried even harder if that was even possible. Quickly he put a silencing charm on the classroom. Anyone walking buy would think the poor girl had just watched her dog die or something. "I'm sorry that was a stupid question." He paused for a minute, then realized he had to ask-" Are you going to tell him though? Was this just a one time thing- or do you want it to be something more?" He waited for the waterworks to continue but surprisingly they didn't. Maybe because I'm a freaking pansy he thought. But I want this to continue. This is good, even all this awkwardness; it's comfortable. And for the second time that night she looked at him. Looked into his eyes and smiled at what she saw there. He wanted it to be more than just a one night thing.

"More." Was all she said. All she needed to say he thought as he held her tightly against his chest. And he realized that what he was doing right now, just sitting on the floor holding her tight was a bigger problem than the sex was. I'm infatuated with the girl he realized even as she began to fall asleep in his arms.