The clock sounded for midnight again, late on Tuesday night. Snape had been
thinking about that blasted Granger girl all day since their run in the
night before. He sighed after assigning a big fat 'F' to Neville
Longbotttom's project.
He slowly got up and asked himself the very question he had been pondering all day.
"Should I check out the library corridor?" he said quietly as he fingered his wand. Don't be ridiculous, he thought. Granger has no interest in you. She thinks you're a monster. She said so last night.
Yet the way she had whispered his name to him while he had her pinned against the wall kept encoring itself in his head. He dismissed it, attempting not to think of the subject any further.
Snape decided on patrolling the east end of the fifth floor first. Some foolish Ravenclaw was sure to be outside their common room, which Severus knew was in that area.
He ascended the fourth floor staircase and peered around the dimly lit fifth floor. He could see the portrait hole to the Ravenclaw common room all the way down the corridor. He started walking slowly and quietly, mimicking the was Mrs. Norris stayed in the shadows.
"No, I have my skirt on." A familiar sugary voice came from somewhere in the hallway. Snape froze, his eyes darting for where the sound was heard. "Are you completely stupid? That's not how you do it!" the same female voice barked.
"I'm sorry, I have never done this before." A boy's hushed whisper came.
An evil smirk that Satan himself would have applauded grew on Snape's face. Two students were out of bed, snogging in the hallway.
Severus grew closer to their petty bickering on the way not to do "it" and was eager to see who would have enough guts to be doing such an act.
He peered around the corner of the alcove that hid the students and he narrowed his eyes at the awkward couple. "Miss Parkinson and Mr. Finch- Fletchly! Explain yourselves!"
Pansy Parkinson looked up from Justin, her wide blue eyes growing wider when she saw Snape. Her blonde hair was tousled and her white blouse half unbuttoned.
Justin yelped. "I was just on my way back to my common room, sir." He whimpered.
"Seventy points from Ravenclaw. Fifty for being out of bed and twenty for lying to me. You may go."
"Yes sir." Justin swallowed hard and scampered off down the hallway.
"Miss Parkinson, I'm sure you realize I'm very surprised with you." Snape glared at her.
Pansy shrugged, reaching into her purse to find a compact. Examining her lipstick she looked back to Snape. "What's so surprising?"
"I cant say what I find to be worse." He towered over her petite frame. "You seeing someone behind Draco's back or you seeing a Ravenclaw." He emphasized the last word with hatred.
"I'm not seeing anyone, Professor." She waltzed away from him. "Just for fun you know."
"Miss Parkinson, I didn't say I was finished with you yet." His voice lowering into a more threatening pitch.
Pansy stopped and rolled her eyes before turning to face the professor. "So what? You going to take away Slytherin points? That would be ridiculous, don't you think?"
"I don't believe I said anything about points."
"Oh, detention then?" she acted like he didn't have the nerve to do it, and he caught onto her. No one takes Severus Snape for granted.
"Yes detention. Three days worth. You'll be helping me in the dungeons. Everyday after dinner until Friday."
Pansy opened her mouth in protest. She searched for the words in her tiny blonde brain to use against Snape. The only thing that she splurted out was, "Did I ever tell you I think you're hot?"
He went rigid.
She saw the effect she had and thought it was her best chance. "Yes its true." She took a step towards him, fingering the unbuttoned button of her shirt. "I never wanted to say anything. It's so weird. But being with you all alone in the halls so late, I just had to tell you."
Snape looked around, his eyes darting at the portraits feigning sleep. "Miss Parkinson that's no way to treat a teacher." He looked sternly at her.
"I know Professor, I just cant stop thinking about you. Even when I'm with Draco all I think of is you." She stepped closer, he backed away, instinctively. "Its just that, Professor Snape, everyone else I've been with, has been just boys."
Pansy stepped up to him, cornering him against the wall. Snape looked nervously around the empty Ravenclaw hall. "Professor, I've always fantasized what it would be like to be with a real man." She purred into his ear.
Snape closed his eyes, not sure if he was wishing for this to be some dream or not. Pansy reached up and put her palm on his black covered chest. A cool shiver went down his spine.
"I am legal, you know." She stared into his deep brown eyes.
"Miss Parkinson, Pansy, I ----." Snape fumbled.
"Oh Professor, please, show me what it's like to be with someone --- experienced." Pansy cooed, her eyes flickering.
The word 'Professor' rang in his ears. It was like being tempted with forbidden fruit. A temptation he couldn't resist. Snape looked back into Pansy's blue eyes, admiring her features. Small slightly upturned nose, and a mouth permanently in a snobbish grin. She was almost like a miniature version of Narcissa Malfoy. Giving into the temptation he grabbed Pansy by her bony shoulders, and kissed her passionately.
"Fine, Miss Parkinson. If you want to know what it's like to be with a real man I shall show you. But you'll refer to me as Sir and Professor at all times." He said between the deep kisses.
"Yes, Professor." She said in a whisper.
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Yes I know, the Pansy/Snape pairing is kinda weird. She's such a wonderfully cruel character I wonder why she isn't in more fics, besides Draco's faceless date.
Well chapter 3 is coming soon.
He slowly got up and asked himself the very question he had been pondering all day.
"Should I check out the library corridor?" he said quietly as he fingered his wand. Don't be ridiculous, he thought. Granger has no interest in you. She thinks you're a monster. She said so last night.
Yet the way she had whispered his name to him while he had her pinned against the wall kept encoring itself in his head. He dismissed it, attempting not to think of the subject any further.
Snape decided on patrolling the east end of the fifth floor first. Some foolish Ravenclaw was sure to be outside their common room, which Severus knew was in that area.
He ascended the fourth floor staircase and peered around the dimly lit fifth floor. He could see the portrait hole to the Ravenclaw common room all the way down the corridor. He started walking slowly and quietly, mimicking the was Mrs. Norris stayed in the shadows.
"No, I have my skirt on." A familiar sugary voice came from somewhere in the hallway. Snape froze, his eyes darting for where the sound was heard. "Are you completely stupid? That's not how you do it!" the same female voice barked.
"I'm sorry, I have never done this before." A boy's hushed whisper came.
An evil smirk that Satan himself would have applauded grew on Snape's face. Two students were out of bed, snogging in the hallway.
Severus grew closer to their petty bickering on the way not to do "it" and was eager to see who would have enough guts to be doing such an act.
He peered around the corner of the alcove that hid the students and he narrowed his eyes at the awkward couple. "Miss Parkinson and Mr. Finch- Fletchly! Explain yourselves!"
Pansy Parkinson looked up from Justin, her wide blue eyes growing wider when she saw Snape. Her blonde hair was tousled and her white blouse half unbuttoned.
Justin yelped. "I was just on my way back to my common room, sir." He whimpered.
"Seventy points from Ravenclaw. Fifty for being out of bed and twenty for lying to me. You may go."
"Yes sir." Justin swallowed hard and scampered off down the hallway.
"Miss Parkinson, I'm sure you realize I'm very surprised with you." Snape glared at her.
Pansy shrugged, reaching into her purse to find a compact. Examining her lipstick she looked back to Snape. "What's so surprising?"
"I cant say what I find to be worse." He towered over her petite frame. "You seeing someone behind Draco's back or you seeing a Ravenclaw." He emphasized the last word with hatred.
"I'm not seeing anyone, Professor." She waltzed away from him. "Just for fun you know."
"Miss Parkinson, I didn't say I was finished with you yet." His voice lowering into a more threatening pitch.
Pansy stopped and rolled her eyes before turning to face the professor. "So what? You going to take away Slytherin points? That would be ridiculous, don't you think?"
"I don't believe I said anything about points."
"Oh, detention then?" she acted like he didn't have the nerve to do it, and he caught onto her. No one takes Severus Snape for granted.
"Yes detention. Three days worth. You'll be helping me in the dungeons. Everyday after dinner until Friday."
Pansy opened her mouth in protest. She searched for the words in her tiny blonde brain to use against Snape. The only thing that she splurted out was, "Did I ever tell you I think you're hot?"
He went rigid.
She saw the effect she had and thought it was her best chance. "Yes its true." She took a step towards him, fingering the unbuttoned button of her shirt. "I never wanted to say anything. It's so weird. But being with you all alone in the halls so late, I just had to tell you."
Snape looked around, his eyes darting at the portraits feigning sleep. "Miss Parkinson that's no way to treat a teacher." He looked sternly at her.
"I know Professor, I just cant stop thinking about you. Even when I'm with Draco all I think of is you." She stepped closer, he backed away, instinctively. "Its just that, Professor Snape, everyone else I've been with, has been just boys."
Pansy stepped up to him, cornering him against the wall. Snape looked nervously around the empty Ravenclaw hall. "Professor, I've always fantasized what it would be like to be with a real man." She purred into his ear.
Snape closed his eyes, not sure if he was wishing for this to be some dream or not. Pansy reached up and put her palm on his black covered chest. A cool shiver went down his spine.
"I am legal, you know." She stared into his deep brown eyes.
"Miss Parkinson, Pansy, I ----." Snape fumbled.
"Oh Professor, please, show me what it's like to be with someone --- experienced." Pansy cooed, her eyes flickering.
The word 'Professor' rang in his ears. It was like being tempted with forbidden fruit. A temptation he couldn't resist. Snape looked back into Pansy's blue eyes, admiring her features. Small slightly upturned nose, and a mouth permanently in a snobbish grin. She was almost like a miniature version of Narcissa Malfoy. Giving into the temptation he grabbed Pansy by her bony shoulders, and kissed her passionately.
"Fine, Miss Parkinson. If you want to know what it's like to be with a real man I shall show you. But you'll refer to me as Sir and Professor at all times." He said between the deep kisses.
"Yes, Professor." She said in a whisper.
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Yes I know, the Pansy/Snape pairing is kinda weird. She's such a wonderfully cruel character I wonder why she isn't in more fics, besides Draco's faceless date.
Well chapter 3 is coming soon.