Disclaimer: I own absolutely none of the characters in this fic. NONE.
And Severus Snape is 30 in this fic. Not 45 like he is in the real thing.
And Cho is in seventh year, so that would make her 18, all right? Good.
Now you can read.
~Fic Starts Here~
Cho Chang sighed. It was inevitable. The first Potions Class of the year. She resolved to actually let her smart-assed mouth take over in this class. Ptolemy knew, Snape needed it.
She sighed again. Potions was her best subject, if only Snape would LET himself SEE it. He had made a big speech when they were first years, saying what he could teach them, if only they weren't "dunderheads". The only problem was that Snape always assumed that they WERE dunderheads, without looking past their house badge. Cho was itching to become more advanced, to BE IN that select potions class he taught. She could be in it too, if only she was in Slytherin. But the Sorting Hat had put her in Ravenclaw. And that was that. There was no way she could be re-sorted in her last year. Besides, no Slytherin would ever accept her.
She sighed, for the third time. This time it was in frustration. She wanted to scream so badly right now. She so needed Snape's attention. She wanted desperately to berate that stuffy, cantankerous, ornery, MULE- BRAINED-whoa. Who just walked in? Was that Snape? Her inner hottie-alarm was jingling. Scratch out what she had thought before. She seriously wanted to SNOG this stuffy, cantankerous, ornery, mule-brained, extremely gorgeous hottie. Sweet Merlin, he had WASHED HIS HAIR. His teeth were white. And his hair-was it pulled into a ponytail at the nape of his neck? HOT DAMN. She hadn't ever really noticed his eyes before. They were black. Not dark-brown-so-that-they-look-black, but BLACK, black. They had a very mysterious/sexy quality. His eyebrows, well yes, they WERE perfectly shaped. And well, they looked even better when he had one of them raised. His lips were perfectly shaped and-HOLY SHIT. She was checking out a teacher? Hello. Earth to Cho. No one was checking out Snape. Well, yeah, everyone was checking out Snape. But they looked more shocked than dreamy. She was probably the only girl officially turned on. So, why was she? Just cuz a guy was gorgeous didn't mean she had to be turned on. Especially by Professor Snape. She checked again. Screw that. She WAS turned on by Snape. She suddenly blushed. Because he was looking straight at her with his eyebrow raised and his lips all smirk-y. what? Was he asking her a question?
"Chang, is there something particularly fascinating about my hair? Because you keep staring at it."
Cho turned even redder. She bet she looked like a lobster. With hair that is. "Umm, yes professor. You-you-you"
"Yes?"
"You actually WASHED it." Cho squeaked. She had not just said that.
"And there is something particularly fascinating about that?"
"Yes. Because you never washed it before. Or put it in a ponytail."
"Ah. I see. A point to Ravenclaw for Miss Chang being so bloody observant."
Everyone gaped at that one. Had Snape just given a point to RAVENCLAW? Why? Was he FLIRTING with Cho? Hell, that was disgusting. But, he was good-looking, now that he had redone everything. But STILL. Cho seemed happy about it though. She had a dreamy, goofy smile on her face, and her hand was cradling her head. Snape looked at her again. And smirked. His plan was working.
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AN: So? What do you think? Are my romantic, creative-smoothies way too much for you? Too screwed up? Well, tell me. REVIEW. And I AM working on my other fics. I promise. Just had to get this out of my system before my internal blender exploded with the possibilities. So REVIEW. ;p
~Fic Starts Here~
Cho Chang sighed. It was inevitable. The first Potions Class of the year. She resolved to actually let her smart-assed mouth take over in this class. Ptolemy knew, Snape needed it.
She sighed again. Potions was her best subject, if only Snape would LET himself SEE it. He had made a big speech when they were first years, saying what he could teach them, if only they weren't "dunderheads". The only problem was that Snape always assumed that they WERE dunderheads, without looking past their house badge. Cho was itching to become more advanced, to BE IN that select potions class he taught. She could be in it too, if only she was in Slytherin. But the Sorting Hat had put her in Ravenclaw. And that was that. There was no way she could be re-sorted in her last year. Besides, no Slytherin would ever accept her.
She sighed, for the third time. This time it was in frustration. She wanted to scream so badly right now. She so needed Snape's attention. She wanted desperately to berate that stuffy, cantankerous, ornery, MULE- BRAINED-whoa. Who just walked in? Was that Snape? Her inner hottie-alarm was jingling. Scratch out what she had thought before. She seriously wanted to SNOG this stuffy, cantankerous, ornery, mule-brained, extremely gorgeous hottie. Sweet Merlin, he had WASHED HIS HAIR. His teeth were white. And his hair-was it pulled into a ponytail at the nape of his neck? HOT DAMN. She hadn't ever really noticed his eyes before. They were black. Not dark-brown-so-that-they-look-black, but BLACK, black. They had a very mysterious/sexy quality. His eyebrows, well yes, they WERE perfectly shaped. And well, they looked even better when he had one of them raised. His lips were perfectly shaped and-HOLY SHIT. She was checking out a teacher? Hello. Earth to Cho. No one was checking out Snape. Well, yeah, everyone was checking out Snape. But they looked more shocked than dreamy. She was probably the only girl officially turned on. So, why was she? Just cuz a guy was gorgeous didn't mean she had to be turned on. Especially by Professor Snape. She checked again. Screw that. She WAS turned on by Snape. She suddenly blushed. Because he was looking straight at her with his eyebrow raised and his lips all smirk-y. what? Was he asking her a question?
"Chang, is there something particularly fascinating about my hair? Because you keep staring at it."
Cho turned even redder. She bet she looked like a lobster. With hair that is. "Umm, yes professor. You-you-you"
"Yes?"
"You actually WASHED it." Cho squeaked. She had not just said that.
"And there is something particularly fascinating about that?"
"Yes. Because you never washed it before. Or put it in a ponytail."
"Ah. I see. A point to Ravenclaw for Miss Chang being so bloody observant."
Everyone gaped at that one. Had Snape just given a point to RAVENCLAW? Why? Was he FLIRTING with Cho? Hell, that was disgusting. But, he was good-looking, now that he had redone everything. But STILL. Cho seemed happy about it though. She had a dreamy, goofy smile on her face, and her hand was cradling her head. Snape looked at her again. And smirked. His plan was working.
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AN: So? What do you think? Are my romantic, creative-smoothies way too much for you? Too screwed up? Well, tell me. REVIEW. And I AM working on my other fics. I promise. Just had to get this out of my system before my internal blender exploded with the possibilities. So REVIEW. ;p