Pre-story thingie doovie whatsie stuff:
DISCLAIMERS & WARNINGS: These characters aren't mine. The plot, (What plot?!?) is. The Songs are by the Smashing Pumpkins, and I thought you might want to know what I was listening to at the time because that they seem to have influenced them somewhat. They are all from Adore, save for Luna and Mayonaise, which are from Siamese Dream. This is the most ridiculous piece of PWP that you're going to come across for a while. For some reason, my imagination and my hands decided to hold a conversation before discussing it with my brain. Very rude of them really. But still, I post it for their sake. If you want to flame me, then please be kind enough as to provide your e-mail address as well, because that otherwise what on earth is the point? O,o* Love you guys!
Song: Perfect
I ran to my Potions class early the next afternoon with a blissful smile on my face. I had to tell him not to behave any differently, or someone would notice. I was not feeling at all remorseful or shocked or any of the emotions that you would expect after what had happened last night. I don't know when I fell in love with Snape, I only know that I didn't do nearly as well in my OWL's as I should have because that I cried myself to sleep every night, terrified that something had happened to him, my brilliant young Potions teacher. And 37 is young. I smile to myself mischievously. I suppose that you could say last night was his birthday present.
I slowed as I came to his office, he might be in there with someone already. No, he's all alone. I walk in silently, he's busy looking at something, and I close the door behind me carefully.
"How did you like your birthday present, Severus?" I asked huskily, and he whirled around. I laugh joyfully, running over to embrace him.
Song: Daphne Descends
He stiffens, and my smile fades. I look up at him, questioning.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing" he said quietly.
"I wanted to see you before class" I told him, my smile returning once more. I must have been imagining it.
"What are you doing here?" he asks harshly, and I let my arms drop. Trying to hide my hurt, I stare down at my feet, the bottles on his shelves, the notes on his desk, anywhere but his face.
"I…I wanted to see you, that's all"
"I have thought carefully on last night, Miss Granger, and can come to only one conclusion. If you think that any physical intimacy will change your marks in my class, you are sorely mistaken."
My head flashes up, shock written plainly across my face.
"Physical intimacy…change marks…what in the hell are you on about, Severus?" I splutter, taking a step back. He sneers, but I can see the bitterness in his eyes.
"I think that you know exactly what I mean, Miss Granger"
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A/N: I've worked him out as being 37 like this. James was about 21 when he died, right? Which you add 10 years between their death and Harry going to Hogwarts. Then another 6 (& a half, I suppose) for the current day, making it 37. James and Snape were in the same year at Hogwarts, and they go when they are 11, so they would have been the same age. 'kee? Luvyaz!
Anita Malfoy
DISCLAIMERS & WARNINGS: These characters aren't mine. The plot, (What plot?!?) is. The Songs are by the Smashing Pumpkins, and I thought you might want to know what I was listening to at the time because that they seem to have influenced them somewhat. They are all from Adore, save for Luna and Mayonaise, which are from Siamese Dream. This is the most ridiculous piece of PWP that you're going to come across for a while. For some reason, my imagination and my hands decided to hold a conversation before discussing it with my brain. Very rude of them really. But still, I post it for their sake. If you want to flame me, then please be kind enough as to provide your e-mail address as well, because that otherwise what on earth is the point? O,o* Love you guys!
Song: Perfect
I ran to my Potions class early the next afternoon with a blissful smile on my face. I had to tell him not to behave any differently, or someone would notice. I was not feeling at all remorseful or shocked or any of the emotions that you would expect after what had happened last night. I don't know when I fell in love with Snape, I only know that I didn't do nearly as well in my OWL's as I should have because that I cried myself to sleep every night, terrified that something had happened to him, my brilliant young Potions teacher. And 37 is young. I smile to myself mischievously. I suppose that you could say last night was his birthday present.
I slowed as I came to his office, he might be in there with someone already. No, he's all alone. I walk in silently, he's busy looking at something, and I close the door behind me carefully.
"How did you like your birthday present, Severus?" I asked huskily, and he whirled around. I laugh joyfully, running over to embrace him.
Song: Daphne Descends
He stiffens, and my smile fades. I look up at him, questioning.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing" he said quietly.
"I wanted to see you before class" I told him, my smile returning once more. I must have been imagining it.
"What are you doing here?" he asks harshly, and I let my arms drop. Trying to hide my hurt, I stare down at my feet, the bottles on his shelves, the notes on his desk, anywhere but his face.
"I…I wanted to see you, that's all"
"I have thought carefully on last night, Miss Granger, and can come to only one conclusion. If you think that any physical intimacy will change your marks in my class, you are sorely mistaken."
My head flashes up, shock written plainly across my face.
"Physical intimacy…change marks…what in the hell are you on about, Severus?" I splutter, taking a step back. He sneers, but I can see the bitterness in his eyes.
"I think that you know exactly what I mean, Miss Granger"
***888***
A/N: I've worked him out as being 37 like this. James was about 21 when he died, right? Which you add 10 years between their death and Harry going to Hogwarts. Then another 6 (& a half, I suppose) for the current day, making it 37. James and Snape were in the same year at Hogwarts, and they go when they are 11, so they would have been the same age. 'kee? Luvyaz!
Anita Malfoy