Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this fic besides Essie, Loki,
professor Anyanka Draca, and a couple of very minor people in Ravenclaw and
Slytherin.
~Fic starts here~
She was having loads of fun meeting all the other professors. So far, her favorite was Professor Vector, the Arithmancy teacher was her favorite. He was so clever and rather funny, in a dry, sarcastic way. She also liked (of course) Albus Dumbledore. He had all ready asked her to call him Albus. She was laughing over something he had said, when Snape walked in. She looked up sharply. Whoa. He was all glare-y and conceited- ish looking. Why? Suddenly, he strode over to her. Uh-oh. DANGER, DANGER.
"I don't think we've been properly introduced," he said, looking straight into her eyes. She blinked. How had he done that? It felt like he had glanced straight at her soul. She shook her head slightly. There was NO WAY he was going to freak her out. She looked straight back. "Oh yes we have, Professor Snape." She replied crisply, "If I don't recall, didn't you introduce yourself to me, right before you reached for my LEGS?" She smirked. He was SO going to get it now.
Snape turned bright red. He hadn't TRIED to touch her leg. The paper had just been the first one he saw. Before he knew what he was doing, he raised her hand to his lips and replied softly, "True, true . please accept my humblest apologies . it was very inappropriate of me to get that close to your person-no matter how unintentional it was." (an: I know what you're thinking-what IS it with Slytherins and hand kissing? ;p)
Anya rolled her eyes. This guy was starting to sound all Jane Austen-ish. It was getting bloody annoying. She tugged her hand away. "And it was even more inappropriate to kiss me when it was not wanted, no matter where you placed your lips." She smirked at Snape, waved good-bye to Vector, nodded to all the other teachers, and went off. And much to the amusement of all of the professors, Severus Snape followed her.
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Anya had just walked a few feet before she realized someone was following her. She turned around. Oh. Him.
"Well? What do YOU want?"
He looked at her. Good God. She was gorgeous.
"Well?"
He stared at her. Again. He was, for once in his life, speechless. "I-I- I ."
She smirked. That was all it took.
He strode up to her and pressed his lips onto her mouth, knowing all the while how stupid it was to do so.
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She was so shocked she didn't move at first. Then she realized she kinda liked it. Sure, the guy was a perv, but at least he could KISS. The last perv she met couldn't kiss. Or he COULD, just very badly. This guy was different. What his mouth was doing was sending shivers down her spine. Actually, his hands were doing a lot of the sending too. But that was probably because they were actually ON her spine.
She knew instantly that what they were doing was wrong, that what HE was doing was wrong, but she didn't care. Well, OK. So she cared. But it wasn't like she could stop now. Not when he was deepening the kiss and pulling her closer. Very close. OK. WAY too close. She SO did NOT have to be pressed against what she was being pressed against right now. (an: I KNOW. Gag all you want). She pulled away. And slapped him across his face. The NERVE of him! "You perverted, nasally endowed, greasy-haired loser!" she yelled right in his face before stomping off in a rage.
Snape rubbed the spot where she had slapped him and smirked. Well. At least he knew she had liked it.
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AN: Yes, yes, Snape just MIGHT be getting a new love interest.keep reading!!! And thank you to all the wonderful people who reviewed me, that was great. Please review some more! And if you haven't, what ARE you waiting for? REVIEW!!!
~Fic starts here~
She was having loads of fun meeting all the other professors. So far, her favorite was Professor Vector, the Arithmancy teacher was her favorite. He was so clever and rather funny, in a dry, sarcastic way. She also liked (of course) Albus Dumbledore. He had all ready asked her to call him Albus. She was laughing over something he had said, when Snape walked in. She looked up sharply. Whoa. He was all glare-y and conceited- ish looking. Why? Suddenly, he strode over to her. Uh-oh. DANGER, DANGER.
"I don't think we've been properly introduced," he said, looking straight into her eyes. She blinked. How had he done that? It felt like he had glanced straight at her soul. She shook her head slightly. There was NO WAY he was going to freak her out. She looked straight back. "Oh yes we have, Professor Snape." She replied crisply, "If I don't recall, didn't you introduce yourself to me, right before you reached for my LEGS?" She smirked. He was SO going to get it now.
Snape turned bright red. He hadn't TRIED to touch her leg. The paper had just been the first one he saw. Before he knew what he was doing, he raised her hand to his lips and replied softly, "True, true . please accept my humblest apologies . it was very inappropriate of me to get that close to your person-no matter how unintentional it was." (an: I know what you're thinking-what IS it with Slytherins and hand kissing? ;p)
Anya rolled her eyes. This guy was starting to sound all Jane Austen-ish. It was getting bloody annoying. She tugged her hand away. "And it was even more inappropriate to kiss me when it was not wanted, no matter where you placed your lips." She smirked at Snape, waved good-bye to Vector, nodded to all the other teachers, and went off. And much to the amusement of all of the professors, Severus Snape followed her.
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Anya had just walked a few feet before she realized someone was following her. She turned around. Oh. Him.
"Well? What do YOU want?"
He looked at her. Good God. She was gorgeous.
"Well?"
He stared at her. Again. He was, for once in his life, speechless. "I-I- I ."
She smirked. That was all it took.
He strode up to her and pressed his lips onto her mouth, knowing all the while how stupid it was to do so.
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She was so shocked she didn't move at first. Then she realized she kinda liked it. Sure, the guy was a perv, but at least he could KISS. The last perv she met couldn't kiss. Or he COULD, just very badly. This guy was different. What his mouth was doing was sending shivers down her spine. Actually, his hands were doing a lot of the sending too. But that was probably because they were actually ON her spine.
She knew instantly that what they were doing was wrong, that what HE was doing was wrong, but she didn't care. Well, OK. So she cared. But it wasn't like she could stop now. Not when he was deepening the kiss and pulling her closer. Very close. OK. WAY too close. She SO did NOT have to be pressed against what she was being pressed against right now. (an: I KNOW. Gag all you want). She pulled away. And slapped him across his face. The NERVE of him! "You perverted, nasally endowed, greasy-haired loser!" she yelled right in his face before stomping off in a rage.
Snape rubbed the spot where she had slapped him and smirked. Well. At least he knew she had liked it.
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AN: Yes, yes, Snape just MIGHT be getting a new love interest.keep reading!!! And thank you to all the wonderful people who reviewed me, that was great. Please review some more! And if you haven't, what ARE you waiting for? REVIEW!!!