What could possibly happen when Professor Snape turns drug barren?
Over the top security, a shameless use of restricted substances and sex you misbegotten pimp!
The Master and the Addict
Severus Snape, Potions Master, Slytherin's house Master, Death Eater, Spy and general sex on legs was taking a stroll. His black travelling cloak billowed out behind him. [Can you see him? Isn't he sexy?] His black hair swept out around his head, the wind was making him feel good. Like he was cool, that he could do anything and when that happened there was only one thing he could do – strut! [Cue 'Voodoo Child' by Jimmy Hendrix]
Nymphadora Tonks, [a little cartoon of her is shaking her fist and wailing, 'TONKS! TONKS!' Okay Tonks, just plain Tonks! Jees!] Was sat under a bridge in the dark and out of sight when above her she heard a sure-footed stride on the bridge above her. It was accompanied by an echoic version of Jimmy Hendrix's 'Voodoo Child' following a tall dark figure down the road. She made a small squeak of joy.
Severus turned to face her and approached the bridge; she scurried back to her seating on a fallen branch and changed her appearance to a Nymph, her namesake, a naughty sex driven imp of immeasurable radiance. Severus appeared under the bridge and looked at her. She smiled.
"ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US." He said in a mechanical voice – Tonks returned to normal… zapped him and realised this was a robot Snape. Damn, she thought.
"Ah," a dark voice from behind her said. "I have caught you with my double you vile temptress!" It was the real Snape.
"Gosh!" She exclaimed gawping at his amazing appearance. "You've changed since I was at school!" She mused looking at his large hooked nose. "Tell me, what's it like to be that tall?"
"It's great – you get to look down your nose at midgets like you, but I'll get to business. You wanted to purchase this ah… substance."
"For my exams in Auror training – you understand?" She smiled.
"Yes I understand, but I am wondering about my payment. What could an urchin like you offer a man like myself?" He threw his travelling cloak to the floor and arced an eyebrow.
"Oh I say! That's a little forward!" She piped. He leaned against the wall of the bridge and smirked. "But who am I to object," she said leaning up against him like she was going to pick something up from the wall behind him. "You've got something I crave," she breathed lunging for him and drawing him into a passionate kiss.
She took a step back and looked at him, her old Potions Master had stirred something terrible the first day he agreed to help her.
He took a step forwards and 'accidentally' tripped over her robes sending them both to the floor. He looked up, his head in her lap. She wasn't impressed. He flushed slightly and then regained his composure as she pushed him off but he merely rolled back again then got o his feet pulling her up with him effortlessly. He then swept her off her feet, she blushed as he whispered; "We shall be as one tonight…" in a husky voice.
After a few hours in the darkness the deed was done and he gave her the thing that she so badly craved.
"Hype," she breathed (I pinched Hype from Grindylowe – as I said before. Her stories rule! Death Eaters at the Malfoy Estate! Go read! How many times do you need instructing?!)
"Don't take too much of it my dear, I'd like to see you as a surviving member of my clientele," he hummed pulling his cloak back on.
"Perhaps I should sample the merchandise?" She proceeded to take a sample then attempted to ravish him again – Severus didn't object.
She looked up at the stars breathing heavily and exclaimed, "H-h-h-hype rocks!"
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Severus Snape [MeOw! Gimme gimme gimme!] Master Slytherin, Potion's Master, Death Eater – Sexiness!
Nymphadora Tonks – Tonks just plain Tonks…
Under a bridge in the dark out of sight of prying eyes – HA!
"ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US!"
"Oh I say, that's a little forward! But who am I to object *goes to get something on a wall behind him* "You've got something I crave!" *Lunges!*
He *accidentally* trips on her robes and falls into her lap. She looks down unimpressed and pushes him off, but he isn't giving up! Oh no… He sweeps her off her feet and says in a husky voice: "We shall be as one tonight…"
He brewed a potion called 'Hype' (thanks Grindylowe) And they ran around spouting random words before again ravishing one another. "H-h-h-hype rox!" She stuttered.
