Hi. I don't own these characters, but I do own a very twisted mind- hence
my idea to put Angelina and Snape together. But its so much fun to write-
don't ask why coz I don't know. I just really like this pairing. But I
guess I should give you dudes some Harry/draco action soon. Maybe next
chapter, ok?
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Severus knew, as he sat, at his desk at midnight, listening to the silence, that he and Angelina were exactly the opposite of what each of them needed- and yet to him they seemed the perfect fit. Severus needed someone weathered, someone strong, someone who understood the person he was and had the experience to deal with him. Angelina needed someone young and fun, someone happy and positive like she was. What they had was the opposite of that.
Angelina deserved better, Severus knew. She deserved someone who could love her. Severus did not understand love. It was a concept he did not fully grasp yet. But with Angelina's help, he hoped he soon would. So while Angelina needed someone who was basically young and carefree, she got someone old and battered by life. And he received an angel, a godsend. Beautiful, young, precious.
So wrong, yet so perfect, in his eyes at least. Since that first moment, that first kiss they had shared, he had known. He had known that this wonderful human being who had blessed his life was here to stay. He would not let her go; no matter what other loses he would have to bear. He would love her until forever.
If she felt about him the way he felt about her, he vowed he would marry her one day.
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As Severus tried to concentrate on teaching his seventh year class about the development of the truth potion 'Veritisuim', he perspired and was barely able to speak fluently. In the back row against the wall, Angelina was slowly tracing her bottom lip with her forefinger, head slightly angled downward, watching his every move thru her thick, dark eyelashes. She was torturing him on purpose, making him want her. Merlin, all he could concentrate on was her smile, which was just what she wanted.
Halfway thru the lesson, it just got too much when she leant back and crossed her legs so just a glimpse of her thigh was possible. A playful smile on her lips, she snuck in a wink at the dark Potions master. Severus almost moaned aloud with frustration when he saw this, and while he calmed himself, he figured out what he was going to do. He couldn't stand here much longer with her tantalizing him so cruelly. They'd only been together three weeks to the day and Angelina already knew exactly what to do, which buttons to push to get her way.
In this case, her way was simply recognition of what they had. Just a cool breath across her neck or whispered complement as he leant low over her shoulder pretending to examine her work. Something to remind them both, just for the fun of it.
Severus snapped to the class to copy the instructions on the blackboard. He gave a backward glance at his desk, recalling Angelina's laughter as she sat on it, her smiles as they talked, her soft moans when he kissed her. Then Severus glared at Angelina, who was not the least bit perturbed. He strode towards her, his face set, as was his determination not to let her get the better of him.
As he drew closer, she took her eyes off him and examined her nails. He stopped in front of her desk and waited until she was forced to look up at his face. She smiled seductively and raised her quill to her mouth, flicking a glance to his lower body and smiling even wider when her eyes returned to his. Severus gulped once to regain his composure, then looked daggers at the girl.
"Miss Johnson."
"Professor?"
"Outside."
"Why, sir?"
"Well, I would hate to embarrass you by discussing your dismal effort on the last essay in front of the class."
"Such a compassionate man," Angelina tossed at him as she stood and headed for the door.
Severus tried to look angry, but he knew the twitch of the sides of his lips was betraying him. Luckily, nobody noticed. He followed Angelina's path to the door and cast one final vindictive look at the class, who were scrawling sloppily on their parchment. With the swirl of his cloak, he turned and closed the door loudly.
Forehead creased, Lee looked up from his work. He had seen Angelina's last essay, and she had received an E (AN: Remember, E for Excellent). That was definitely not dismal; nothing Angelina did was even close to dismal. It was painfully obvious that Snape was using it as an excuse to get Angelina alone. What was worse was that Angelina was playing games with the Potions master, confirming to Lee that they were together.
After locking the door (magically of course), Severus' eyes found Angelina a few meters down the corridor, leaning on the wall with one foot raised against it, looking away from him. Eyes alight, he licked his lips as he approached her. She didn't look at him, but kept staring wistfully down the corridor.
When Angelina continued to ignore him, he placed his mouth on her neck and sucked at it gently, knowing that her eyes had closed and that she was fighting not to moan with pleasure. His hands found her body, tracing its familiar shape, but she left her hands limp at her sides. Unpleased by her lack of gratitude for his touch, he allowed his teeth to gently nibble her neck.
Even she couldn't keep silent at this, especially when he flicked his tongue over her skin a second later. She giggled, and Severus smiled, pleased with himself. He found her hands, grasped them in his and raised them above her head, holding them to the wall. Now, at last, she turned her head and allowed him to plunge his stare into her eyes. As she couldn't move much, Severus kissed her deeply, only wishing he had more hands to touch her body with.
"No fair," Angelina gasped when he tore his mouth away.
"What are you complaining about now?" Severus asked, pretending to be annoyed, watching Angelina's lips, now flushed and full, as she breathed.
"I can't move."
"I think that's the point."
"But I want to hold you," she whined softly, pouting. Severus smirked and slowly lowered their hands between their bodies, still holding Angelina's in his tightly.
"But we have all night tonight for that." At his words, Angelina's face fell, and she lowered her eyes. "What? Don't tell me you can't come."
"I can't come tonight," she admitted, not looking at him.
"Why not?" he implored angrily. Angelina's occasional reluctance drove him up the wall with frustration. (AN: Imagine Snape in a little car, driving up a wall- I just thought that was a strange mental image to throw in there.)
"Quidditch practice. I am the captain after all."
"But afterwards-."
"I've spent almost every spare moment down here with you for the last three weeks. Not only are people getting suspicious, but I have a mountain of homework to do."
"Homework?" Abruptly, Severus released her hands from his grip and she placed them over his shoulders.
"Yes. Even though I can get away with not doing my Potions homework, I do have other subjects. I'm sorry. I want to come, I do, but... I can't," she said, lowering her chin so she was looking up at him through her eyelashes.
"I can help you with the homework," suggested Severus, running his fingers thru her braids. Angelina rolled her eyes.
"Oh, yeah. That is going to be a romantic night. Besides, even if I did bring my homework tonight, you and I both know that none of it would get done."
"I can bewitch the quill to write it all by itself while we... entertain ourselves." The sexual innuendo was not wasted on Angelina, who blushed. So far they had done little more than kiss, and Angelina knew she would have to work out how far she was willing to go and when.
"Now is that really what you want? You itty-bitty schoolgirl girlfriend to cheat on her homework?"
"No. Do you want to know what I want?" Severus asked, raising his hands to the wall, pinning Angelina between his arms with his body. She inhaled and licked her lips.
"I think I know." As Severus leant in to kiss her again, she bit her lip and ducked out under his arms. "You want to get back to class."
She went to get her wand out from her pocket to perform a freshening spell on the two of them so they looked less kissed. However, Severus' hand stopped her. She looked at him, eyes curious.
"Let's go back in like this. It will give your buddies something to gossip about. Or are you too ashamed of your boyfriend?"
"Ashamed? Of you?" She winked and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Never." And she sauntered back to the door, unlocked it and entered.
Severus threw his head back and quietly asked the ceiling "What have I gotten myself into?" When he received no answer, he followed Angelina inside.
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At last I've actually updated. Sorry, and I hope there are some people who like my writing enough to actually keep tabs on this story or review it despite the uber-long waits between chappies. Sorry again. Please remember I write for 2 things: enjoyment and you. It's your review that makes this little hobby of mine worthwhile. Btw, I've never ever received a flame- I think that's pretty pathetic. Someone flame me!!! I like to be controversial!
;) Auzchic (tictac)
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Severus knew, as he sat, at his desk at midnight, listening to the silence, that he and Angelina were exactly the opposite of what each of them needed- and yet to him they seemed the perfect fit. Severus needed someone weathered, someone strong, someone who understood the person he was and had the experience to deal with him. Angelina needed someone young and fun, someone happy and positive like she was. What they had was the opposite of that.
Angelina deserved better, Severus knew. She deserved someone who could love her. Severus did not understand love. It was a concept he did not fully grasp yet. But with Angelina's help, he hoped he soon would. So while Angelina needed someone who was basically young and carefree, she got someone old and battered by life. And he received an angel, a godsend. Beautiful, young, precious.
So wrong, yet so perfect, in his eyes at least. Since that first moment, that first kiss they had shared, he had known. He had known that this wonderful human being who had blessed his life was here to stay. He would not let her go; no matter what other loses he would have to bear. He would love her until forever.
If she felt about him the way he felt about her, he vowed he would marry her one day.
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As Severus tried to concentrate on teaching his seventh year class about the development of the truth potion 'Veritisuim', he perspired and was barely able to speak fluently. In the back row against the wall, Angelina was slowly tracing her bottom lip with her forefinger, head slightly angled downward, watching his every move thru her thick, dark eyelashes. She was torturing him on purpose, making him want her. Merlin, all he could concentrate on was her smile, which was just what she wanted.
Halfway thru the lesson, it just got too much when she leant back and crossed her legs so just a glimpse of her thigh was possible. A playful smile on her lips, she snuck in a wink at the dark Potions master. Severus almost moaned aloud with frustration when he saw this, and while he calmed himself, he figured out what he was going to do. He couldn't stand here much longer with her tantalizing him so cruelly. They'd only been together three weeks to the day and Angelina already knew exactly what to do, which buttons to push to get her way.
In this case, her way was simply recognition of what they had. Just a cool breath across her neck or whispered complement as he leant low over her shoulder pretending to examine her work. Something to remind them both, just for the fun of it.
Severus snapped to the class to copy the instructions on the blackboard. He gave a backward glance at his desk, recalling Angelina's laughter as she sat on it, her smiles as they talked, her soft moans when he kissed her. Then Severus glared at Angelina, who was not the least bit perturbed. He strode towards her, his face set, as was his determination not to let her get the better of him.
As he drew closer, she took her eyes off him and examined her nails. He stopped in front of her desk and waited until she was forced to look up at his face. She smiled seductively and raised her quill to her mouth, flicking a glance to his lower body and smiling even wider when her eyes returned to his. Severus gulped once to regain his composure, then looked daggers at the girl.
"Miss Johnson."
"Professor?"
"Outside."
"Why, sir?"
"Well, I would hate to embarrass you by discussing your dismal effort on the last essay in front of the class."
"Such a compassionate man," Angelina tossed at him as she stood and headed for the door.
Severus tried to look angry, but he knew the twitch of the sides of his lips was betraying him. Luckily, nobody noticed. He followed Angelina's path to the door and cast one final vindictive look at the class, who were scrawling sloppily on their parchment. With the swirl of his cloak, he turned and closed the door loudly.
Forehead creased, Lee looked up from his work. He had seen Angelina's last essay, and she had received an E (AN: Remember, E for Excellent). That was definitely not dismal; nothing Angelina did was even close to dismal. It was painfully obvious that Snape was using it as an excuse to get Angelina alone. What was worse was that Angelina was playing games with the Potions master, confirming to Lee that they were together.
After locking the door (magically of course), Severus' eyes found Angelina a few meters down the corridor, leaning on the wall with one foot raised against it, looking away from him. Eyes alight, he licked his lips as he approached her. She didn't look at him, but kept staring wistfully down the corridor.
When Angelina continued to ignore him, he placed his mouth on her neck and sucked at it gently, knowing that her eyes had closed and that she was fighting not to moan with pleasure. His hands found her body, tracing its familiar shape, but she left her hands limp at her sides. Unpleased by her lack of gratitude for his touch, he allowed his teeth to gently nibble her neck.
Even she couldn't keep silent at this, especially when he flicked his tongue over her skin a second later. She giggled, and Severus smiled, pleased with himself. He found her hands, grasped them in his and raised them above her head, holding them to the wall. Now, at last, she turned her head and allowed him to plunge his stare into her eyes. As she couldn't move much, Severus kissed her deeply, only wishing he had more hands to touch her body with.
"No fair," Angelina gasped when he tore his mouth away.
"What are you complaining about now?" Severus asked, pretending to be annoyed, watching Angelina's lips, now flushed and full, as she breathed.
"I can't move."
"I think that's the point."
"But I want to hold you," she whined softly, pouting. Severus smirked and slowly lowered their hands between their bodies, still holding Angelina's in his tightly.
"But we have all night tonight for that." At his words, Angelina's face fell, and she lowered her eyes. "What? Don't tell me you can't come."
"I can't come tonight," she admitted, not looking at him.
"Why not?" he implored angrily. Angelina's occasional reluctance drove him up the wall with frustration. (AN: Imagine Snape in a little car, driving up a wall- I just thought that was a strange mental image to throw in there.)
"Quidditch practice. I am the captain after all."
"But afterwards-."
"I've spent almost every spare moment down here with you for the last three weeks. Not only are people getting suspicious, but I have a mountain of homework to do."
"Homework?" Abruptly, Severus released her hands from his grip and she placed them over his shoulders.
"Yes. Even though I can get away with not doing my Potions homework, I do have other subjects. I'm sorry. I want to come, I do, but... I can't," she said, lowering her chin so she was looking up at him through her eyelashes.
"I can help you with the homework," suggested Severus, running his fingers thru her braids. Angelina rolled her eyes.
"Oh, yeah. That is going to be a romantic night. Besides, even if I did bring my homework tonight, you and I both know that none of it would get done."
"I can bewitch the quill to write it all by itself while we... entertain ourselves." The sexual innuendo was not wasted on Angelina, who blushed. So far they had done little more than kiss, and Angelina knew she would have to work out how far she was willing to go and when.
"Now is that really what you want? You itty-bitty schoolgirl girlfriend to cheat on her homework?"
"No. Do you want to know what I want?" Severus asked, raising his hands to the wall, pinning Angelina between his arms with his body. She inhaled and licked her lips.
"I think I know." As Severus leant in to kiss her again, she bit her lip and ducked out under his arms. "You want to get back to class."
She went to get her wand out from her pocket to perform a freshening spell on the two of them so they looked less kissed. However, Severus' hand stopped her. She looked at him, eyes curious.
"Let's go back in like this. It will give your buddies something to gossip about. Or are you too ashamed of your boyfriend?"
"Ashamed? Of you?" She winked and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Never." And she sauntered back to the door, unlocked it and entered.
Severus threw his head back and quietly asked the ceiling "What have I gotten myself into?" When he received no answer, he followed Angelina inside.
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At last I've actually updated. Sorry, and I hope there are some people who like my writing enough to actually keep tabs on this story or review it despite the uber-long waits between chappies. Sorry again. Please remember I write for 2 things: enjoyment and you. It's your review that makes this little hobby of mine worthwhile. Btw, I've never ever received a flame- I think that's pretty pathetic. Someone flame me!!! I like to be controversial!
;) Auzchic (tictac)