Teacher's Lesson Chpt. 5
By Nina aka Lostinthought37
The corridor was deathly quite. As it had always been in his dreams and Draco Malfoy was always so eager to start in his dreams wasn't he. He wondered how he fell asleep so fast sure he had been drunk but then again all of Slytherin were were they not. Christmas in the Slytherin house was always a very very drunkin and crazed experience. But none of that mattered now because this was his dream. That being he was free to do anything he wished and by now I am sure you all know what that means.
He knew where to go from memory. Not that he ever had been invited there rather he had followed and learned the way. He pictured Snape's lustful kisses and strong to nearly painful embraces so oftenly found in his dreams, quickly growing hot with anticipation.
Just the thought of Snape alone in his room made Draco's pace quickin. Had it ever takin this long to get there before? By the time he arrived there he was quite breathless both because of the passion always awaiting him from with in the doors and because of the journey it's self.
He went for the door only to find it locked. Well this was new. No bother he knew the spell Snape used by heart for just such an occasion. After a quick word of the mouth he found himself in the Professors lush bed chambers not quite like he normally pictured them. The room seemed larger more comfortable and of course much more civilized then he had thought any of the teacher's at this school would be living in. They were teacher's after all.
But hey he said quickly putting it into the back of his mind. What did it matter this was only a dream of course, right?
He looked lustfully around the room for his head master. 'Now where did he get of to?' He was about to give up his searching all together when he heard a moaning sound coming from the large four poster bed. 'The bed of course why didn't he think of it?'
Walking slowly towards his target he first stumbled then all out fell to the floor. "Ow." 'Oh god this isn't a dream.'
"Mr. Malfoy," asked a half confused and quite shocked Snape as he rose from the bed
"Professor," replied Draco with just as much confusion and twice as much nervousness in his tone. He was still sitting there dazed and confused when the teacher came in front of the teacher.
"What my I ask are you doing here," said Snape putting out his arm and helping him to his feet.
'Play dumb,' Draco told himself. 'Well whatever you do you can't tell him the truth. He is bound to ask what dream would involve you being in his bed room in the middle of the night.'
"Sir I was just…" But Draco's answer was finished for his as long trail of vomit covered both he in the Professor it wasn't long till he passed out all together.