AN: I am very, very, VERY sorry that this has taken so long to crank out.
But I actually do have to go to school and study and play field hockey,
piano, alto sax, sing, and do public speaking, so please excuse the
tardiness of this.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely none of the characters, or the settings, just the plot, yada, yada, yada. You know, these disclaimers are really starting to get on my nerves. Whatever. You know what I mean.
~Fic Starts Here~
If possible, Cho was pulling herself even closer to Snape. How had this happened so quickly? She should really stop. Now. Should was the key word. But since when did she ever do what she 'should' do? She was so NOT going to start now.
Severus Snape was cursing himself for being so weak. Just because a pretty, Asian girl in gorgeous robes was kissing him, he wasn't going to pull away. Where the HELL did his common sense go? Probably out the window with his greasy hair and will power. Who knew he wasn't just washing away hair oil?
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Harry was looking all over for Cho. Where WAS she? He hadn't seen her for at least half an hour. He really needed to escape Padma. Who was towing Ron along but chasing him. He suddenly saw a huge clump of people in the middle of the dance floor. What fresh hell? He edged closer and got to the center. Where he promptly saw the girl of his dreams snogging away with the professor of his nightmares. Who he promptly punched.
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Cho watched in horror as Harry socked Professor Snape (who she was secretly calling Sev in her head). How had she gotten in such deep shit? Now the whole school probably thought she was a major slut. No, make that a major, slut-assed whore. She wanted to melt into the walls and escape.
"Cho's my date, you slimy git!"
"Is that so, Potter?"
"It is so, you big-nosed, old, son-of-a-bitch! I don't care if you're my professor! I don't care if I get expelled! You don't steal kisses from my date!"
"Harry-"
"I hate you! Your caustic remarks make Hermione cry, your biased opinions make me sick! Don't you realize that if you have to resort to stealing a snog, you're obviously the most repellent thing girls have seen?"
"Harry!"
"I'm sick and tired of being put down! You probably did this to spite me, or my father's memory. Well, I'm sorry, all you accomplished was to get beaten up by a STUDENT!"
"Harry! No!"
Harry whirled around. "WHAT?"
"Look, I'm sorry, but he didn't steal that kiss. He may have taken me by surprise, but it was no steal. I gave it freely. And he wasn't spiting your father's memory, or even you. It was just between me and him. It's not always you, Harry. And you really shouldn't punch a professor. Especially one I like. You could get expelled. Or worse, slapped by me."
Harry gaped at her. "You LIKE him?"
"In more ways than one."
"YOU'RE JOKING!"
"No."
"You don't really mean that."
"Yes I do."
"You slut." Hissed Harry, "Did you just do this to get his attention? Well, maybe next time you should take it into consideration that I MIGHT HAVE ACTUALLY TAKEN IT SERIOUSLY!" Harry stormed out of the Great Hall, leaving several bystanders with injured eardrums.
"Well," said Cho, "that wasn't what I had in mind for a Homecoming Ball. Are you OK, Severus?"
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Instead of answering, Snape grabbed Cho's wrist and dragged her out of the Great Hall. He kept dragging her until they got to his private chambers. After he whispered the password, he shoved her inside.
"OW!" yelled Cho, more in shock than in pain
"Shut up, you silly little girl." Hissed Snape, "what in Merlin's name did you think you were doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"Telling Potter that you liked me. And telling him off for that lucky punch."
"Are you sure it was just lucky? Looked like he packed one hell of a right hook."
Snape just growled at that one.
"Aww, is little Sevie in pain? Do you want me to kiss your boo-boo and make it better?"
Snape growled even louder.
"Geez. Looks like someone has some wolf blood or something in them. The last time I heard this much growling was when I had lunch detention with Crabbe and Goyle. Do you know how frickin' LOUD their stomach's can be?"
Snape grabbed Cho around the shoulders. "Stop your mindless babble girl."
"Why? Or better yet, how?"
"Because it's getting rather annoying. And like this." He pulled her closer and kissed her.
He was doing it again. Kissing her. And Olympian gods, it felt GOOD. One hand was on the small of her back. The other hand was around her shoulders. He had pulled her so close she was practically on top of him. His lips started moving lower. To her pulse point. And then her throat. And then the base of her neck. And then to her exposed collarbone. She gasped at that. He had long since thrown her wrap to the floor. She felt his hands go to the zipper of her robes. She really had to stop here. She gently pulled away.
"No. No sex. No undressing, either."
Snape looked rather apologetic. "I'm sorry. Shouldn't have gotten carried away like that."
"Yeah. Wouldn't want me getting pregnant now, would we?"
Snape nodded.
"Well," said Cho, kissing him lightly, "I guess," *kiss, kiss*, "I'll see you," *kiss, kiss*, "Tomorrow," *kiss, kiss, kiss*, "In class."
Snape couldn't stand it anymore. Those light little pecks were driving him mad. *KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS*
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AN: there is absolutely no sex in this fic. That would be an R rated fic. No sex. Absolutely not. Review me though. Please?
Disclaimer: I own absolutely none of the characters, or the settings, just the plot, yada, yada, yada. You know, these disclaimers are really starting to get on my nerves. Whatever. You know what I mean.
~Fic Starts Here~
If possible, Cho was pulling herself even closer to Snape. How had this happened so quickly? She should really stop. Now. Should was the key word. But since when did she ever do what she 'should' do? She was so NOT going to start now.
Severus Snape was cursing himself for being so weak. Just because a pretty, Asian girl in gorgeous robes was kissing him, he wasn't going to pull away. Where the HELL did his common sense go? Probably out the window with his greasy hair and will power. Who knew he wasn't just washing away hair oil?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry was looking all over for Cho. Where WAS she? He hadn't seen her for at least half an hour. He really needed to escape Padma. Who was towing Ron along but chasing him. He suddenly saw a huge clump of people in the middle of the dance floor. What fresh hell? He edged closer and got to the center. Where he promptly saw the girl of his dreams snogging away with the professor of his nightmares. Who he promptly punched.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Cho watched in horror as Harry socked Professor Snape (who she was secretly calling Sev in her head). How had she gotten in such deep shit? Now the whole school probably thought she was a major slut. No, make that a major, slut-assed whore. She wanted to melt into the walls and escape.
"Cho's my date, you slimy git!"
"Is that so, Potter?"
"It is so, you big-nosed, old, son-of-a-bitch! I don't care if you're my professor! I don't care if I get expelled! You don't steal kisses from my date!"
"Harry-"
"I hate you! Your caustic remarks make Hermione cry, your biased opinions make me sick! Don't you realize that if you have to resort to stealing a snog, you're obviously the most repellent thing girls have seen?"
"Harry!"
"I'm sick and tired of being put down! You probably did this to spite me, or my father's memory. Well, I'm sorry, all you accomplished was to get beaten up by a STUDENT!"
"Harry! No!"
Harry whirled around. "WHAT?"
"Look, I'm sorry, but he didn't steal that kiss. He may have taken me by surprise, but it was no steal. I gave it freely. And he wasn't spiting your father's memory, or even you. It was just between me and him. It's not always you, Harry. And you really shouldn't punch a professor. Especially one I like. You could get expelled. Or worse, slapped by me."
Harry gaped at her. "You LIKE him?"
"In more ways than one."
"YOU'RE JOKING!"
"No."
"You don't really mean that."
"Yes I do."
"You slut." Hissed Harry, "Did you just do this to get his attention? Well, maybe next time you should take it into consideration that I MIGHT HAVE ACTUALLY TAKEN IT SERIOUSLY!" Harry stormed out of the Great Hall, leaving several bystanders with injured eardrums.
"Well," said Cho, "that wasn't what I had in mind for a Homecoming Ball. Are you OK, Severus?"
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Instead of answering, Snape grabbed Cho's wrist and dragged her out of the Great Hall. He kept dragging her until they got to his private chambers. After he whispered the password, he shoved her inside.
"OW!" yelled Cho, more in shock than in pain
"Shut up, you silly little girl." Hissed Snape, "what in Merlin's name did you think you were doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"Telling Potter that you liked me. And telling him off for that lucky punch."
"Are you sure it was just lucky? Looked like he packed one hell of a right hook."
Snape just growled at that one.
"Aww, is little Sevie in pain? Do you want me to kiss your boo-boo and make it better?"
Snape growled even louder.
"Geez. Looks like someone has some wolf blood or something in them. The last time I heard this much growling was when I had lunch detention with Crabbe and Goyle. Do you know how frickin' LOUD their stomach's can be?"
Snape grabbed Cho around the shoulders. "Stop your mindless babble girl."
"Why? Or better yet, how?"
"Because it's getting rather annoying. And like this." He pulled her closer and kissed her.
He was doing it again. Kissing her. And Olympian gods, it felt GOOD. One hand was on the small of her back. The other hand was around her shoulders. He had pulled her so close she was practically on top of him. His lips started moving lower. To her pulse point. And then her throat. And then the base of her neck. And then to her exposed collarbone. She gasped at that. He had long since thrown her wrap to the floor. She felt his hands go to the zipper of her robes. She really had to stop here. She gently pulled away.
"No. No sex. No undressing, either."
Snape looked rather apologetic. "I'm sorry. Shouldn't have gotten carried away like that."
"Yeah. Wouldn't want me getting pregnant now, would we?"
Snape nodded.
"Well," said Cho, kissing him lightly, "I guess," *kiss, kiss*, "I'll see you," *kiss, kiss*, "Tomorrow," *kiss, kiss, kiss*, "In class."
Snape couldn't stand it anymore. Those light little pecks were driving him mad. *KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS*
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AN: there is absolutely no sex in this fic. That would be an R rated fic. No sex. Absolutely not. Review me though. Please?