I ran around the corner and ran smack into a large dark object. After a
brief fall, I rushed around to pick up my potions essy. I forgot all about
the other person until a dark, yet surprisingly smooth, voice said
" 15 points from Gryffindor, Ms. Granger" I looked up, startled and found myself staring into the eyes of Professor Snape. His dark eyes lookad almost as if they were peering into my soul. I shivered.
"I'm s.sorry Pr..Pro..Professor" I managed to stammer out.
"I have to get to class though."
"As do I, Ms.Granger, but please do be careful in the future, as we wouldn't want any accidents." He replied dryly. I shivered again, but this time with pleasure. Finding this immensely disturbing I leapt up from the ground and sprinted to D.A.D.A class. I rushed into the class adn after apologizing to Miss Chalke, I flopped down beside Harry and pulled out some parchment and a quill and began writing profusely. I couldnt concentrate. All I could think was ' Snape has a sexy voice' knowing how incredibly gross this was, I tried to stop, but I couldn't. That slimy,greasy git of a slytherin had a beautiful voice.
What is wrong with me.
!!Snape's POV!!
"10 points for being late for class, Mr. Douglas" I said to a terrified 2nd year. Ahh the joy of the look of fear " Ye..ye..yes sir" He managed to stammer and then scampered off to class. I smiled for the first time today. Its wonderful to be able to take points off of Gryffindors, especially that little miss know-it-all, Hermione Granger. She thinks that she can always get away with everything. I know she is a talented girl, but still a Gryffindor and friend of Potter. I rolled my eyes. She had to pick him out of everyone. That girl has potential, potential to be anything she every wanted to be. It's no use denying I have feelings for that girl. Her large bushy brown hair. Her brown eyes. The hard hands used to brew so many of my potions. I sighed. That girl is an amazing . My eyes widened at what I had just said. Calling my student amazing. Especially a little know-it-all Gryffindor. and to top it all off, She is potter's friend..damn little Potter, just like his father. But Hermione, she's something else...I caught myself in time and thought
What is wrong with me?
" 15 points from Gryffindor, Ms. Granger" I looked up, startled and found myself staring into the eyes of Professor Snape. His dark eyes lookad almost as if they were peering into my soul. I shivered.
"I'm s.sorry Pr..Pro..Professor" I managed to stammer out.
"I have to get to class though."
"As do I, Ms.Granger, but please do be careful in the future, as we wouldn't want any accidents." He replied dryly. I shivered again, but this time with pleasure. Finding this immensely disturbing I leapt up from the ground and sprinted to D.A.D.A class. I rushed into the class adn after apologizing to Miss Chalke, I flopped down beside Harry and pulled out some parchment and a quill and began writing profusely. I couldnt concentrate. All I could think was ' Snape has a sexy voice' knowing how incredibly gross this was, I tried to stop, but I couldn't. That slimy,greasy git of a slytherin had a beautiful voice.
What is wrong with me.
!!Snape's POV!!
"10 points for being late for class, Mr. Douglas" I said to a terrified 2nd year. Ahh the joy of the look of fear " Ye..ye..yes sir" He managed to stammer and then scampered off to class. I smiled for the first time today. Its wonderful to be able to take points off of Gryffindors, especially that little miss know-it-all, Hermione Granger. She thinks that she can always get away with everything. I know she is a talented girl, but still a Gryffindor and friend of Potter. I rolled my eyes. She had to pick him out of everyone. That girl has potential, potential to be anything she every wanted to be. It's no use denying I have feelings for that girl. Her large bushy brown hair. Her brown eyes. The hard hands used to brew so many of my potions. I sighed. That girl is an amazing . My eyes widened at what I had just said. Calling my student amazing. Especially a little know-it-all Gryffindor. and to top it all off, She is potter's friend..damn little Potter, just like his father. But Hermione, she's something else...I caught myself in time and thought
What is wrong with me?