Chapter eighteen - A bad reputation

A week later, Gina was on her way to the library with most of her Charms class. They just had a difficult lesson on anti-unlocking charms, and her classmates were complaining rather loudly about the amount of homework professor Flitwick had given them, when they turned a corner and professor Snape passed them, looking bad tempered as usual. He glanced at Gina when he passed her, raising an eyebrow a fraction. Gina gave him a barely visible nod in return. It wasn't until they had passed him when Gina realised the group had become very quiet. When they turned around another corner and made their way down stairs, Gina looked at her classmates.

'You aren't really afraid of Snape, are you?' Gina couldn't stop herself from blurting out.

Tarjei and Hannah looked at her. 'You haven't had him as your teacher long enough, apparently,' Tarjei said a little curtly. 'He is mean and vicious. And he always favours his own students.' Gina had heard this about Severus before.

'Right, but-'

'He is always so sarcastic,' Helen piped in. 'He gives me the creeps. And those poor first years. We only had him since our fourth year, when professor Slughorn retired, but imagine being eleven and having him as your teacher. How is that man allowed to teach chìldren?'

'Surely vicious is a bit of a-'

'It's not,' Tarjei said with conviction. 'They say he was involved with the dark arts before he started teaching here. It wouldn't surprize me one bit. He is evil enough for it.'

They had reached the large table on the second floor of the library, where Gina often met with Jill. Jill was already sitting there, bent over a large book on Human Transfiguration.

'Who are you talking about?' Jill asked.

'Snape,' Tarjei said. Gina sat down next to Jill and got out her books.

'Oh, him. It looks like I see him everywhere lately,' Jill said a little nervously, looking around.

'Well, he is a member of staff,' Gina said reasonable. She had trouble not to show the irritation she felt. Surely someone being a little sarcastic and dark looking wasn't reason enough to start calling someone evil.

Jonathan Belby sat down on Gina's her other side. She smiled at him. 'I have been meaning to tell you,' she said, wanting to change the subject badly. 'Nice job on how you crossed that abyss. It was really impressive.' Jonathan had crossed the abyss summoning the rope hanging on the other side and transfiguring it into elastic. He had been pulled across at an incredible speed.

'Oh, thanks,' Jonathan said looking surprised but pleased. 'I've been getting a lot of compliments about that. Just came to me really. I am really disappointed I didn't make it to the third task but doing the obstacle course I realised I really like dealing with situations in where you have to function under pressure. I'm thinking about joining the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad after Hogwarts. I spoke to Arnold Peasegood of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes and he said they would be really happy to have me, saying he was impressed with my duelling too.'

'That's wonderful Jonathan,' Gina said smiling at him.

'Yes, it's pretty great,' he said happily. 'Alright, let's get started on Flitwick's essay first shall we?' The group murmured an unenthusiastic agreement.

'Um, Gina. Can you help me look for a book on Substantive Charms?' Jill said quietly. She was looking a little nervous, Gina noticed.

'Yes, sure,' Gina said surprised. They stood up and walked pasts the rows of bookcases, but before they had even reached the Charms section Jill pulled Gina behind a bookcase, out if sight.

'What's up?' Gina asked.

'Bentley asked me out,' Jill blurted out. 'Just now, before you came in. To Hogsmeade, the next weekend we are allowed to go.'

'Òhh.' Gina smiled. Jill had danced all evening with sixth year Ravenclaw Bentley Adams at the Triwizard Ball, and had later told Gina she had a really good time. 'And what did you say?'

'I-I said yes,' said Jill, still looking stunned by her bravery. 'And than I knocked over my bottle of ink and madame Pinch freaked out and he left.'

'That's great Jill,' Gina grinned. 'You like him, no?'

'Yes, I do! But I never would have thought he would ask me out. I'm so nervous!' Jill squeaked. 'Can you- can you help me prepare? What on earth are we supposed to talk about? And what do I wear?'

'Of course I'll help you prepare,' said Gina happily. 'Don't worry.'

After dinner, Gina shook a still nervous Jill off by saying she had a headache and was going to bed early, and quickly and quietly descended the stairs down the dungeons. She was lucky again and didn't meet anyone in the cold hallway. Gina had an excuse ready for when someone would see her down in the dungeons, saying that she had forgotten her Potions book in the classroom and that she really needed it for her homework. But she hadn't needed to use the story yet.

The office door was open and she locked it behind her. She found Severus in his chambers, sitting reading a thick book bound in black leather, the gold lettering so chipped that the title was indistinguishable.

'You could either be reading an obscure ancient collection of logs on experimental Transfiguration or... Shakespeare,' Gina said smiling from the door opening. He didn't looked up but the corner of his mouth curled.

'Neither, but you are close,' he said slowly. He looked up and Gina felt her body starting to tingle in anticipation.

'Sit down,' he said slowly.

He poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her before sitting down on the couch again. Gina took a sip and put the glass on the coffee table, not talking her eyes of his, and leaned over, putting a hand on his thigh.

'Wait a moment. I need to talk to you.'

'Oh?'

'Am I right in thinking you want to continue -he paused- ...meeting?'

Gina felt herself blush when she looked in his black eyes. 'Yes.'

'Than you need to be more careful. I can't lose my job Gina.'

'I am careful,' she said quietly.

'You are cheeky in class.'

'Me?' Gina looked at him, surprised. She had been trying to be more polite to him in class, as not to draw attention. She had even started addressing him properly. Sometimes.

'Yes, you are,' Severus said a little impatiently. 'You are cheeky. Laughing even, on Friday. You neglect to call me sir of professor most of the time. It'll draw attention if you don't. I do not usually... tolerate that.'

'I made one little joke about how a Flobberworm with an Inflating Charm on it could replace a Puffer-fish,' Gina said weakly.

'Right.' He raised an eyebrow. 'Don't.'

'You are so strict. And you mean I have to pretend to be afraid of you, like the rest of your students. You terrify them. Because me acting normal to you is standing out, apparently. I'm not doing anything inappropriate.' She moved closer to him.

'As much as I would love to hear your opinion on my teaching Gina-'

'You have trouble keeping me in check?' She grinned a little.

'I thought I just told you I don't appreciate you being cheeky.'

He put a hand on her waist and pulled her on his lap. Her skin glowed at his touch.

'I'd rather not... upset you in class if I do not have to,' he said slowly, letting his eyes drift from her lips to her breasts and her waist. 'Consider this a warning.' The corner of his mouth twitched and his gaze and low, dangerous voice send a shiver of longing down her spine.

She closed her eyes when he stroked her neck.

'I don't want to do anything that risks your job,' she said a little hoarsely.

He raised his eyebrows.

'More than this is already doing, I mean.' Gina leaned over and kissed his neck. 'I'll behave. No more jokes.' She licked from his collar bone to his earlobe. 'I'll address you politely.' She planted wet kisses in his neck. She felt him press against her. 'And I'll look a little wide eyed every now and than,' she said in a low, hoarse voice. She moved her hips, grinding against him.

'Good girl.' He turned her in one fluid motion so that she lay beneath him. 'Now was that so hard?' he said in a rather sneering voice, the corner of his mouth curling.

'A little,' she said in a constricted voice while he stroked the inside of her thigh, leaning over he and kissing her neck. She closed her eyes.

'Unbutton your blouse.'

Merlin she loved his voice... She obediently started unbuttoning her blouse. He grunted irritably as her camisole came out from underneath.

'It's cold at Hogwarts,' Gina explained.

'Take it off.'

She pulled it over her head. She was wearing a white lace bralette.

'Cute,' he said a little sarcastic. Gina opened her mouth to speak but stopped, gasping instead when he pushed the fabric down and pinched a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, kneading it with just the right amount of pressure. She watched as he slowly opened his belt with his other hand, unbuttoning his trousers and freeing his erected cock.

'Sit.' He indicated the backrest of the sofa. 'And undress.' She held out her hand instead and stroked his cock, spreading the drop of moisture on the top over his head, than slowly moved her hand up and down.

'You really can't listen very well, can you,' he said in a slightly constricted voice. He closed his eyes for a second and she enjoyed the view of him enjoying her touch, his cock in her hand, more drops of cum appearing. She rubbed it with her thumb and put her thumb in her mouth. She saw his pupils widen. Than he suddenly grabbed her hips and turned her around, pushing her in the cushions. She was laying on the backrest on her stomach, her knees on the sofa. He impatiently jerked her pants and panties down to her knees but than stopped. It was cold in his chambers, the cold air pleasantly stimulating the warm wet spot between her legs. She was panting, waiting for him to penetrate her. Instead, he rubbed his finger maddeningly lightly over her vulva and buttock seam. She groaned in protest.

'More,' she gasped.

'What do you want, Gina?' he said slowly, obviously enjoying the sight of her wriggling under him.

'More,' she repeated. She pinched her eyes shut, still with the lightest touch of his finger teasing her vagina, her clit and wetting her buttock seam. 'I want more. Please stop and take me,' Gina gasped. She was so aroused she could scream in frustration. 'Please... I want to fuck with you, she groaned. Your cock in me Severus. Please. Now.'

He pushed inside her. She immediately pushed back against him, curving her back, guiding him deeper inside her. He stoked her wet buttock seam.

'Ohh...'

He pushed her back in the cushions, grabbed her waist with both hands and pounded hard, so hard she moaned loudly. It felt so good she felt like she was going to explode already, but she wanted to prolong, feel him longer inside her than just a few seconds.

As if he felt her restraint he slowed down to a maddeningly slow rhythm, pushing hard inside her and retracting very slowly, hitting so deep inside her she curved her back even more, until it became almost painful. His hands felt wonderful around her waist, his cock hitting a spot that made her see little stars in her vision. Fucking with Jonne had been really great, but he had never made her feel like this.

'Te sientes muy bien,' Gina couldn't help moan softly. 'You feel so good... Estas tan caliente.'

'English, girl,' she heard Severus mumble through gritted teeth. He was building up the pace, thrusting in her hard and deep. 'And come will you...'

He pounded three more times and Gina couldn't take it anymore, her vagina so wet and swollen his pounding felt unbelievably good, his cock hitting a sensitive spot she didn't knew she had. She came groaning loudly, grabbing the cushions and letting go of her restraint, surrendering to the hot waves washing over her, so far gone she hardly noticed Severus came too, until she felt his warm cum deep inside her, wave after delicious wave. He stayed inside her for a moment after they had finished, catching his breath, than pulled back. She felt his seed drip on the insides of her thighs and she looked down to her sticky thighs, still on her knees on the sofa. Severus stood up, buttoning up his trousers.

'Never seen cum before?' he asked amused.

'I have. I just never had sex without a condom before,' Gina admitted. 'Before you I mean.' She stood up too, wiping a bit of cum to prevent it from dripping down on the sofa, than used her wand to clean. 'It feels different. Especially when you come inside me.'

He looked at her, his face unreadable.

'You want to use condoms?'

'No. It feels very pleasant.' She pulled her panties and trousers back on.

'Good.' His lips curled. She put her camisole back on, feeling herself blush a little. When she had put on her blouse too she drank her wine and got her bag.

'Is Thursday alright?'

'Friday. Wear that top again.'

She smiled and left for the carriage.