Back again?? Excellent. First things first. There are thousands of stories on ff.net and I unfortunately have been unable to read them all. If my story bears any resemblance to another story, it's coincidental because I believe this fic is original.

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I don't own Snape or any of the other Harry Potter characters…I am only using them for my dark little pleasures. I do own Raven Darkmoon *laughs evilly*...yes, well anyway…that's all folks.

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grokkage: Geez!! I didn't think you would write an essay when I asked you to review. JK. Thanx hon. Hahaha. I can't believe you…twice! *cough clutz cough*. OOO you're getting high tech now ain't ya. Snape is fun to write cuz you can make him really mean. I like her scars as well. Right, I totally got your point there. *calls in to insane asylum for a room under the name 'brent goldman'*. A romance may or may not develop. I guess you'll have to wait and see. Thanx for reviewing.

Misst:Hmmm… a vampire or a pirate you say?? *calls in another room to asylum* hahaha. Is that a compliment?? Thanx!! OOOO… my kinda stories then. Thank you ma'am.

Pandora: Mhhmmm… *nods* I see, okay. I always try to make them 1000 words, but that's with all the other stuff. Yea, okay I agree. Heehee. Mood swings!!!! JK *gasp* Oh I see, you want me to skip straight to the good stuff *winks* Trust me, that's what I would really like to do to. Hmmm…okay I'll try to throw some in in the next few chappies. Thank you so much. Telling me specifics like that, both good and bad, is REALLY helpful cuz I know exactly what to do then. Thanx a lot!!!

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Mage Kitty:Hey!! I said that it writes itself. I can't help it. Maybe ill never say why. JK HAHAHA. I should go eat to. Yes!! I do that all the time except that my computer automatically fixes it for me. Taht. HAHAHA it worked!! JK Thankie!

Update: Once again, I tried to put Snape in character. Please tell me if I did a good job or not. Sorry this chapter took so long, I had writer's block!!!! Very bad writer's block!! But hopefully this will make up for it. Its a little hot in this chapter, so don't read it if you don't like sexual content. You have been warned.

And now, Chapter Nine: In the Heat of the Moment

A black shadow stood in front of the window, moonlight seeping in around the figure, only making it more ominous.

"Going somewhere, Ms. Darkmoon?"

Oh, she had come to know that cold cruel voice just a little bit too well. Snape. Damn him. How had he gotten into her rooms? There was no way. She was sick of his little games. She wanted answers.

"Yea I'm leaving this place. What can you do about it?"

"Well I do believe I could do lots-"

"Shut up. I wasn't done talking," Raven commanded, then was shocked at what she had just said. Oh well, there was no place to turn back now. " You, how did you get into my rooms? How did you beat me to the dungeons? What cheap little tricks have you gotten from being with Voldermort and are now using on me? Why did you say all those lies about my mother and my parents? Why, is it that you are such a god dammed son of a bitch? Where is it your right, your place, to judge people you don't know. Where is it your right to enter rooms without asking, without even acknowledging your presence? How did you know I wasn't going to change or to get ready for a shower?" During all this time, Raven had been glaring at Snape, pointing an accusing finger and slowly losing the gap between them.

Snape gently [gently eh *waggles eyebrows suggestively*] took her accusing finger and pushed it down. "Well, if you had been changing, which you hadn't been, I suppose I would have gotten a free show now then wouldn't I have?" he said carelessly, sneering even more.

Raven was really and truly sick of him. She had thought he was cool, she had thought he was mean just as an act. She believed that everyone had to have a little bit of good in them. Heck, she may have even had a crush on him for a while. But, she decided, everyone did have a little bit of good in them, even Voldermort. Everyone, except Snape. He really did enjoy torturing people, both physically and mentally. He was getting sicker and sicker by the minute. From the look on his face, to his greasy black hair, she was almost sure she hated him [almost see? There is still a chance to turn around.J]. And this last comment had broken her. She whipped her left hand up for a quick slap on his face, but unfortunately, Snape had just as quick reflexes. He grabbed her hand and smirked triumphantly, thinking he had stopped her pathetic attempts. Stupid man. She was right handed, and therefore was stronger in her right arm. She had only used her left hand as a diversion. Almost before he had grabbed her left hand, her right was already coming up in a swift arc. Then, came the clapping sound of hand on face, skin on skin contact.

Silence filled the room except for the heavy breathing of Snape and Raven. Nothing could prepare Raven for the wave of sensations she felt next. Snape, hand still on Raven's wrist, twisted her around until her back was pressed against his abdomen, and he took hold of her other wrist, firmly holding her against him. Raven did nothing. With the element of surprise, she was able to beat Snape, but muscle on muscle, she didn't think she could handle it.

"Ms. Darkmoon. Before you go on asking me such ridiculous questions and interrupting me, aren't you at least going to have the courtesy of asking whether I am alive? What damage your *illegal* curse did to me? Won't you be kind and ask me whether I will make it through the next day? What I am going to do about you using an *illegal* curse on me?"

"Well Snape, I don't really care. I'd rather you suck-"

"Ms. Darkmoon, I don't think you really want to finish that sentence," Snape said, after transferring her wrists into one of his massive but delicate cold hands, and putting his other hand over her lips. "If you're nice, I might let you go with just a spanking," he whispered savagely into the black-haired girls ear.

Raven shivered pleasurably hot and cold- both at his burning breath upon her neck and ear, and at the idea of him giving her a spanking. She quickly snapped out of it. What did she think she was doing? She could not be having dirty thoughts about Snape, she was mad at him and that was how it was going to stay [yea….right]. As mad as she felt, she could not help also feeling the tingling sensations that were centered on every point where he was touching her. She felt the vibrations of a growl starting deep in her throat.

Snape was not sure what he was doing. He had never been this close to a student before, to anyone except for the girls he raped in his death eater years. He felt…he wasn't sure how he felt. He supposed the closest words would be exhilarated, and in control of Raven, but out of control of himself. Her smell was making him go wild, and the way her back fit into him was exciting.

Trusting Raven would speak no more, Snape removed his hand from her mouth, and wrapped it around her thin waist. He roughly pulled her harder against him, and was rewarded with a gasp of shock. His breath, as well as hers, was coming shorter and faster. The potions master knew he would regret this, but he wanted to see how far he could go.

"Ms. Darkmoon," he said carefully, making sure to keep control of his voice. " I will not report you for any of the appalling things you have done this night. But might I suggest, that you get your temper in control, or else I will not be responsible for what I do next time you insult me. I am loyal to Dumbledore, but my death eater instincts still lay strong inside of me."

Raven was shivering uncontrollably as every breath of air on her neck drove her nearly insane. Also, she felt a hard lump forming between her butt cheeks and as much as she wanted to move away from it, she was also compelled to push harder against Snape. Luckily, she didn't have to trust herself to make a decision. Snape was holding her quite firmly against him. She felt delirious in his grasp but then she said something that completely surprised her.

"I won't insult you if you don't insult me." The words came out of her mouth without her knowledge. Snape was as shocked as she. He was momentarily wordless, but he soon recovered. Her whirled her around so that she was facing him again. He wrapped his arms around her back and tugged her close, trapping her arms between them.

"What did you say?" He asked, wanting to see whether she would say it a again.

"I said," Raven repeated, a little strength and confidence coming back into her voice," I said that I would not insult you if you don't insult me. It seems only fair-"

"Do not speak to me of fairness," Snape hissed, his voice sharp with anger. "The world is not fair. Life is not fair. You know nothing of it, so do not act like you do. You-" He stopped mid sentence. He found himself suddenly entranced but her yellow-sparkled eyes. His sight moved to her pink, lush lips and he felt himself gravitating toward them.

Raven stood in his arms, speechless. The potions master's eyes had begun to close as he drew even closer. Raven felt herself moving in as well, and found herself wondering whether his lips were as cold as they looked, or whether maybe there was some hidden warmth in them. Their lips were just millimeters apart when Snape suddenly pushed Raven away. He violently shoved back on her shoulders, sending her stumbling backwards, confused and dazed. Her hands moved up to feel the softened flesh and was quite sure there would be bruises there in the morning.

The teacher and the student stood staring at one another for moments in silence. Finally, Snape moved jerkily past Raven and out the door.

She felt triumphant. So he admitted it. For, just as he had passed her he had whispered, "tell no one of this" and they both knew that meant he was admitting that what had happened had really happened. Her triumph soon fell away into confusion and shock. What had just happened? She had been mad at him, so why had she gone all silly. It was clear that she had just gotten caught up in the heat of the moment.

It suddenly hit her exactly how tired she was. She plopped into bed, not even caring to remove her school clothes, or to unpack her bags. She fell into a troubled sleep, haunted by dreams of her potions master.

…Sooooo? Whatcha be thinking of this chapter? I tried to add a lil action as people asked me to, so I hope it was satisfactory. Ummm…….next chappie will be fun!!!!!!! I hope you be enjoying this story and if not…….don't read it!!! Oh yes, I am not sure if everyone knows, but the things said in[ ] are my thoughts or actions… okay? Okay. Review please…and come back soon!!!!!!!!!!