Title: It's a Dog's Life
Pairing: Severus/Padfoot
Rating: pg-13/light r
Warnings: Bestiality
Summary: Sirius deals with some insistent doggy urges.
A/N: Written for ursulakohl who requested Ron/Viktor, but then graciously gave me an out with some Snack, on the occasion of reaching 500 watchers on my livejournal.
Sirius was convinced that, of the three of them, he had got the best deal. James was a large and powerful stag, a proud and impressive animal indeed. However, unlike Sirius and Peter, his animagus form did not lend itself for subterfuge within Hogwarts itself. Peter was a handsome and cuddly rat, and as an animagus he now suddenly had access to all kinds of places that before had been off-limits. The girls' dorms and showers were high on that list. Outside in the Forest, though, he was vulnerable to predators, and he had a hard time keeping up with Prongs, Moony and Padfoot.
Padfoot, on the other hand, did not raise that many eyebrows within Hogwarts, and in the Forest he could defend himself nearly just as well as Prongs. The girls liked the big black dog that sauntered over the grounds, and they would happily pet and stroke Padfoot into a shivery bliss.
Yes, Sirius thought to himself, it was good to be a dog. Even if there were some... unfortunate instincts to deal with. Like th insistent urge to rub himself off on something firm right now.
He could hardly jump any of the girls who were oohing and aahing the handsome shaggy black dog, but his problem was becoming quite an issue. Padfoot looked around for an escape. He would just lose this crowd, change back, and lock himself in the toilets for a good wank.
Searching for a discrete place to change Padfoot came across a group of Slytherins hanging about and no doubt up to no good. He saw Reg, Wilkes, Narcissa, Avery, and there was Snivellus. Oh, this was an opportunity too good to pass. Padfoot bounded through the small group, heading straight for Snape. He knocked the surprised boy over, and before the Slytherins had quite realised what had happened, Padfoot was determinedly humping Snivellus' leg.
"Get it off me!" Snape shouted, trying to push the great black dog that had him firmly pinned to the ground away. Padfoot snapped his teeth viciously in warning, and Snivellus froze immediately.
Around them, the others laughed and did nothing to help their fellow Slytherin.
"Looks like you've caught somebody's fancy at last, Sev," Narcissa laughed.
An angry blush coloured Snape's otherwise sallow skin. "Don't call me that, and help me, you idiots!" His hands inched toward his robes, but Padfoot snapped at them again, not giving the boy beneath him a chance to get his wand.
And damn, who would have thought Snape was hiding firm thighs like that beneath his grubby old robes?
It only took a few more thrusts before Padfoot was coming, much to Snivellus' vocal dismay. Then he jumped off the Slytherin and darted through the circle of onlookers around them. He dodged around a corner narrowly avoiding Snape's hex.
Sirius laughed all the way up to the fourth year Gryffindor boys' dorm. He couldn't wait to tell Moony, Prongs and Wormtail.
As it turned out, he didn't need to. The story had already spread through the entire castle. In the end Snivellus' humiliation was only just worth the ribbing he got from James, Remus and Peter for getting off on Snape of all people. It had seemed like such a good idea at the time.
the end