To Be Cursed By Blood

ImmortalFlick

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Chapter 6

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"What happens if the house-elves get the wrong cup?"

"Then I behead them all with a salad fork." Snape replied calmly. "This is how we're going to do it, Wolf, you either agree or don't say anything."

"Will it react with the pumpkin juice?"

Snape glared at him. "Am I the Potions Master? Did you pass potions with full marks and a recommendation from your professor? Do you have any knowledge on potions whatsoever?"

"You know very well I failed with flying colours and you're just showing off, besides Professor Ketes was bias."

"You blew up the cauldron in your OWLS." Snape pointed out smugly.

"And you blew up your professor in Charms."

Snape ignored him.

There was a silence as Remus sat on the ordered desk. "You're the one you know."

"Excuse me?" Snape turned, his tone deadly.

"You're Virginia's mate." Remus tried to keep his voice nonchalant.

"And what has you at that very farfetched conclusion?"

"I'm a werewolf, as you never fail to point out, I know these things. Plus it doesn't help that you don't have a raging hard-on whenever you look at her like the rest of the school." Remus raised an eyebrow. "Hm?" He questioned smugly.

"And, wolf, what would you know about my 'raging hard-on's?"

"Oh come on Severus, you're a smart man. You're attracted to her but you're most definitely not infatuated. As soon as we have the answer we should go to Albus with this, young Ginny will need to be dealt with."

"You sound like you've already decided exactly what it is that is going on, and you really shouldn't be thinking about 'dealing' with a student. What are we going to do, execute her?"

"No," Remus snapped. "But would you rather she try to undress you in the middle of your class?"

Severus had no answer, he turned his back on the wolf and stirred the potion three times anti-clockwise.

"You may leave now."

Remus stood up to go. "I'd watch out for her Severus, who knows when she might find her way into your bed."

"Don't talk about your students that way, Remus, who knows what people will think?" Snape's sarcasm didn't miss the spot as Remus closed the door behind him. Severus didn't know what he was trying to ignore. But, in the true Marauder spirit, Remus thought, it could be rather fun.

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Ginny had begun to notice something lately. It was the arse of the one Professor Severus Snape. And it was a pretty nice one too. She'd also noticed his lips and the delicious way they would curl up at one side when one of the Gryffindors lost points. When he walked his cloak would create a stunning affect, which Ginny was sure was deliberate. She was reasonably sure she had a crush on Snape. There was a real shocker. A crush on her greasy professor. And this crush was different than ones she'd had before.

These daydreams were a lot more x-rated than any fantasies she'd had about Harry or Oliver Wood. These dreams involved all sorts of things she'd never even thought of before. And they involved seeing (and touching) all sorts of things beneath the hundred or so buttons of Severus Snape's clothes.

Ginny wasn't sure if she meant to go about pursuing him, but something told her she had a chance. If only he wasn't a professor. Though it really did make him that much yummier. Sex on his desk, in his office. Ginny couldn't stop the slow smile that spread across her face at the thought.

"Hey, Ginny! Why are you in such a hurry?" Melissa was yelling after her.

"We've got Potions!" Ginny spun around. "Come on!"

Melissa stopped in her tracks, her nose scrunched up. "What the- Gin, it's Potions. Slow down."

Ginny did the exact opposite as she turned on her heel and sprinted down the corridor. "I'll beat you there!"

Melissa ran after the golden haired girl, shaking her head. There was nothing in Potions but points to be lost and a greasy git of a professor.

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After a slow potions lesson full of the glorious silky voice of her professor, Ginny stopped on her way out. There was something... just something.

"And you are waiting for what exactly, Miss Weasley?" The same voice she'd been melting over for the past hour was impatient and, if possible, even sexier than before.

Ginny could've sworn that when she opened her mouth it was to splutter out an apology. She could've sworn that she would be incomprehensible. She would've sworn wrong.

"For you, Professor, or could I call you Severus?" Ginny's eyes widened and she felt her cheeks burn.

She looked up at the Potions Master's still face. There was a heavy silence.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing. Nothing, really." This time the expected squeak emerged. She took several steps back and almost tripped on a chair.

"Miss Weasley, how about you sit?" He waved a hand at the chair behind her.

"I have a class, Professor, I have to go." There had never been a more embarrassing moment in her life. Never a more humiliating feeling.

"Nonsense, I will write you a note. Sit." His voice more frightening this time.

Ginny sat.

"It seems you have not yet had the advised discussion with your brothers concerning your recent change in appearance."

"I did, they said it seems natural." Ginny felt herself relaxing and wondered when she would be let go, she wasn't sure if she wouldn't say something stupid again.

"I see." Snape stood. "Have you informed your parents?"

"No, sir." Soon her professor was looming over her, Ginny inched back in the chair slightly.

"Perhaps you should." He touched her hair lightly. "It is quite exquisite." He murmured. "Quite." She could hear his soft breathing now, his face was very close to her cheek. It was all she could do not to-

Ginny brushed his lips lightly with hers. They were very soft. Half a moment later she felt him pull away like he was being burnt.

There was a second of a very heated atmosphere that disappeared when he turned. She watched, frozen, as he stalked to his desk and picked up a quill. He scrawled something quickly onto a piece of parchment.

"Here is an excuse, I expect you to make it to class." She took the parchment, accidentally touching his surprisingly warm hand. Once again, something flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you, sir." She walked as slowly and calmly as she could to the door. As soon as she was around the corner she broke into a sprint.

Oh Merlin. She'd just kissed Professor Snape. On the lips. She was going to be expelled. Disowned. Cast out. And she would do it again. Oh Merlin.

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"Melissa!" Ginny hissed. "Melissa!"

"What? Ginny? Where are you?" Melissa looked around, confused.

"Back here!" Ginny waved when Melissa saw her.

The girl glanced at her classmates before backing away. Ginny grabbed her arm and pulled her through the trees. They ran down the end pathway.

"You know this counts as playing truant." Melissa scolded her.

"No one will notice." Ginny shook it off impatiently. "I just kissed Snape."

"Of course they'll notice, I can't-" She paused. "You did what?"

Ginny rolled her eyes. "I just kissed Professor Snape on the lips."

"That's what you were doing! You could've told me you were having an affair with a professor!"

"What? We're not having an affair, I'm going to be expelled!"

"Don't be silly, he'll be kicked out."

Ginny gave her a disbelieving stare. "I kissed him! He shouldn't lose his position over that!"

"What did he say?"

Ginny looked at her friend in horror. "Melissa, this is serious, you're meant to reassure me!"

"I am reassuring you, now what did he say?"

She gave up. "Nothing about the kiss, he just gave me a note."

"Why were you there in the first place?" Ginny didn't know. Why was she there? Did she wait to kiss him in the first place? Wasn't that what she'd said?

"I don't know. What do I do?"

Melissa shrugged. "Kiss him again."

Ginny wondered if her friend was even slightly sane. "Melissa what is wrong with you?!"

"Nothing's wrong with me, Ginny, really, if Snape was going to get you expelled for kissing him he would've done it by now. If you like him, and you seem to, kiss him again."

"He's a professor! He's greasy, slimy, Slytherin and a complete git!"

"That didn't stop you in the first place. Besides, except for the professor part, Draco is all of those and Emma is practically in love with him."

"I'm going to be in so much trouble." Ginny moaned, falling back against an oak.

Melissa sat on the damp grass, not worrying about her cloak. "Maybe it's the hair thing."

"What's the hair thing?"

"Well, your hair changed overnight and you glow like you're pregnant or something, then you go kiss Snape. Maybe they're all connected. Like you're a veela or something."

They looked at each other and burst out laughing.

A minute later they were still giggling. Then they stopped. And looked at each other again.

Ginny paled.

Melissa stared at her friend's hair. "Oh shit."

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End of Chapter 6

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