The Peachiest Hufflepuff

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Chapter 4

The rest of the week had flown by. You recounted to your friends how the tutoring session went and they cheered you on for not having to take any more lessons from Severus. However, you left out the fact that you had used an extremely useful textbook that you were positive you would never see again. 

“I knew you had it in you, Y/n.” Remus said, patting your back happily. “All you had to do was study just a little bit harder!” “Yeah...” You said, becoming a little anxious over the fact that learning to brew only one potion would not be extremely helpful. “But, you’ll still help me, right?” You added nervously. Remus chuckled and agreed. 

Later that afternoon, the five of you walked to the potions room, prepared for the next lesson. You listened to James ramble on to anyone who would listen about his date with Lily. Right when you sat down, you noticed that the textbook from the half-blood prince was right where you had left it when you came back to the potions room the day after the lesson with Severus. You stared at it, confused. 

Surely the owner would have found it by now, I mean, it’s right there! On display for everyone! You thought. You glanced around, trying to see if everyone had their books, but the class was still settling down and unpacking, so you decided to continue pondering who this unnamed person could be. 

“-And then, oh you won’t believe this, she kissed me on the cheek!” James said, still rambling about Lily. “Prongs,” Sirius began, “I love you, but we don’t care. Right, Y/n?” “Huh?” You said, quickly snapped out of your thoughts. “Are you alright? You’ve been real spacey lately.” Sirius said, giving you a concerned look. “Oh, i’m fine, just a bit tired.” You lied, giving one last glance at the book before turning your eyes to the front of the room and scribbling down some notes. 

After class, you told Remus that you needed to talk to Slughorn and would meet up with them later. When you saw that the professor had gone into the closet to put away the potions ingredients, you rushed up to the desk and opened the cover. It took you a second to register what you were seeing. Your writing was gone, and in its place was “Who is this?” 

You quickly wrote “I’m in the same year as you. I found your book outside by the lake. I’m sorry for taking it.” and rushed out of the room, hoping to hear back soon.

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The next day, you passed by the potions room, peering in. Nobody was inside and the book was still there. You walked in and opened it, and yet again your writing was gone and someone else’s words were in its place. “It’s okay. I’m glad it was of use.” You smiled. This person, whoever it was, was quite nice. “Why don’t you take your book back?” You wrote, closing the book and leaving. 

Going to the potions room became a daily routine. You and the unknown person would write back and forth to each other, and you were quite glad to have this new friend. After you finished reading the note that was left in the cover about the potion they managed to invent, you stood back, trying to think. 

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You marched into the library, prepared to study. You knew that your next class would be starting soon, but you didn’t really care to skip History of Magic. Pacing around the shelves, you hurriedly grabbed as many books about potions as you could and slammed them down on a desk. You spent the rest of the day there, skimming through the books, but none of it seemed to stick in your memory.

The next morning, you reluctantly rose out of bed and walked to the common room. Standing around the middle of the room were your four friends. “Hi guys,” you yawned, eyes drooping. “Hey, where were you yesterday?! You skipped class and we didn’t see you at dinner.” James said. You filled them in on your tutoring with Severus and how you spent all night at the library to learn close to nothing. 

“Honestly, Y/n, why didn’t you come to us? We could have helped you!” Remus exclaimed, and you suddenly felt a bit stupid for not asking for help. “Well, I guess I just want to prove that I can do something like this on my own,” You said, feeling a little bit guilty and very hungry, as you had skipped dinner. 

On Thursdays, your schedule was rather relaxed. You only had one class that day and planned to use the rest of the day relaxing and then going to be early. However, that would not be the case. Right when you sat down and began to load your plate, Severus strode over to you. “What do you want, Snivelly?” Sirius snarled. Ignoring him, Severus turned to you. “Meet me tonight in the potions room at 7. If you’re a minute late I won’t bother helping you again.” Before you could respond, he walked away. “What a jerk! How dare he talk to you like that!” James started to get up, but Lily gave him a warning look and he reluctantly sat back down.

After your class, you walked outside by the lake to get some fresh air. Your anxiety levels were high and you weren’t looking forward to your lesson. “Ugh!” You yelled, kicking at the grass. However, you seemed to have kicked something a bit hard and heavy and slipped onto the ground. “Ouch!” you said, while rubbing your back. You looked for what you had kicked and noticed that it was a textbook. 

You picked it up and turned it over. It was the potions book that your class was using for the year. You opened up the front cover to look for the name and return it to its owner, but there was no name. Instead, it said “This book is the property of the Half-Blood Prince.” Yous stared at it, confused. Rather than any hints on who this prince could be as you flipped through the pages, you noticed multitudes of notes on almost every page. 

“Wow!” You whispered. “This looks so helpful...” You turned around and saw that there was no one in sight. You quickly stowed it into your bag. I’ll only need this for tonight... I promise i’ll give it back, You thought. You made your way back up to the castle, feeling a bit more cheerful than before. 

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You arrived to the potions room at 6:50. You were surprised to see that he was already there. The two of you decided to begin the tutoring. The textbook you had picked up was helping immensely. Before he could tell you what to do next, you already had it figured out. The notes corrected the book on how to brew the potion more perfectly. “....And finished!” You said trimphantly. 

You looked up, to notice a grim expression on his face. “Was this supposed to be some stupid prank your friends had you pull?” Severus said. You looked at him, confused. “What do you mean?” “I mean, that you had me come down here to waste my time as you brew this potion perfectly? What are your real intentions?” He snarled.

“It’s just... I used my textbook better!” You lied. You noticed that he wasn’t even using his textbook. “Besides, you didn’t want to come down here anyway! You just wanted whatever benefits Slughorn was going to give you!”

“Then I won’t expect that i’ll have to help you again.” He said shortly before turning away and exiting the classroom without a word. You huffed and packed up. You picked up the book and stared at it before deciding to open up the front cover. Thank you for helping me, you wrote. You smiled at the book and put it on a table in the front of the room for the owner to find it.

“I wonder who the half-blood prince is..” You said to yourself, thinking to yourself on who it could be as you walked to the Gryffindor common room.

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Chapter 2

Oh no.

You glanced to the top row where your friends were sitting, but they had not heard Slughorn. You slowly walked over to your new potions partner. You knew this boy, but not well. James and Sirius strongly disliked him, and went as far as to lead him to Remus on a full moon. They also publicly embarrassed him only a couple years ago until Lily had shouted at James.

While you hadn’t took part in either of these schemes, you knew that Severus understood that you were still apart of the friend group that he held a lasting grudge on. 

“Hi Sniv- er, Severus,” You said awkwardly, silently cursing yourself for using the nickname James and Sirius had awarded him. Rather than replying to your greeting, he shot you a nasty look and the two of you worked in silence for the rest of the class. You continuously looked over to your friends, hoping they would notice what was going on. 

Eventually, you locked eyes with Remus, who leaned over to tell the group of your situation. They each gave you an understanding look and you turned back to your partner, who seemed to loath you. You sighed, glancing up at the clock. There’s no way we’re going to have this potion finished by the time class is over, you thought. Your suspicions were correct. With five minutes remaining, Professor Slughorn announced that tomorrow they all would be working on the same potion with the same partner. 

You moved the cauldron to the front of the room with the others and rushed up to meet the marauders, each walking into the hallway for break. 

“It was dreadful!” You cried. “All he did was glare at me!” Sirius patted the top of your head. “Poor, poor Y/n.” Remus gave you a sweet smile and tried to reassure you, but you couldn’t help but feel anxious for your next potions class, which was only two days away. 

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The two days went by quickly. Soon enough, you found yourself walking down to the potions room, feeling slightly anxious. “I really don’t want to have to go through another awkward hour with Snape...” You sighed, staring at your shoes as you walked. “I’m sure it can’t be that bad, Y/n. Just be polite, relax, and it will be over before you know it.” Remus said, trying to cheer you up. However, there was a hint in his voice that he didn’t entirely believe himself either. 

Once you had carried the cauldron over to the table, you sat down next to Severus. The two of you worked in silence yet again until he seemed to have had enough with your atrocious potion making skills. “The way you cut those roots is horrible!” He snapped. “The reason we’ve been taking so long is because you keep messing it all up!” You stared back, mouth open in surprise. “E-excuse me?” You stammered, shocked by the sudden attitude he had shown you. 

“Well, if you communicated that, I would’ve known! You don’t have to be so rude!” You knew that you were horrible, and were usually unbothered when friends or acquaintances would poke fun at your skills. However, hearing it from someone who you had almost never talked to, especially Severus Snape, made you feel angry, and almost hurt. 

“I wouldn’t have to communicate it if you’d read, for once in your life.” He sourly muttered. “Wh-” You were even more shocked now. “I’m sorry, but just because I don’t excel in one subject doesn’t mean i’m stupid!” He simply ignored you and you continued to butcher the roots you were cutting. You didn’t care if you were going to get a bad grade on the potion. 

Professor Slughorn walked around the tables, peering into each cauldron, giving praise to some students. When he got to your table. “Goodness, what has happened here?” Your potion was a completely different color than the rest of the class, but you were still too agitated to care. “I’d like to see you two after class, please.” 

Great, you thought.

After class, the pair of you walked up separately to his desk. Slughorn looked at the two of you for a solid ten seconds before speaking. “So. Miss Y/n, you will fail potions if you do not get your grade up soon.” Your face turned pink. Why on earth did he say that in front of my new enemy? What was the point?! You thought. “In that case,” He continued. “Severus, I’d like to ask a favor from you. Once a week, could you be as kind as to tutor Y/n? You’re a very talented young man, and i’ll make sure to give you some benefits for your work as well.” 

“Fine.” Severus said. You could tell that he didn’t really want to do it. You happened to agree, you’d much rather find help from someone else. The two of you walked out of the door without looking at eachother and you began to walk straight to the library. You were going to study potions all night if you needed to. There was no way in hell you were going to spend more than one night with Severus Snape. 

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Chapter 1 

A loud crack sounded through a dark hallway on the third floor of the school, quickly followed by a horrible smell. 

Hiding in an empty classroom, five students stood sniggering as they waited for the nasty caretaker, Argus Filch, to discover the source of the stench. You nudged your friends, James and Sirius. “Enchanted dungbombs? How do you come up with this stuff?” You whispered, trying to hold back a laugh. 

“We just thought the regular kind needed an extra kick.” James said with a wink, covering his nose. “We were able to add the smell of eggs and rotting chicken, but I guess spoiled milk wouldn’t work.” You cringed at the thought of how disgusting that was and the five of you shrank away once you heard an aggravated yell. 

You had been friends with these four boys since you first came to Hogwarts. They treated you like a sister and each of you loved each other like family. There was never a moment when any of you were alone, and there was certainly never a dull moment. After a very narrow escape from the caretaker, you all ran back down to the great hall. “Moony, why the long face?” Sirius grinned, as they all sprinted down the steps. “Couldn’t that have waited until tomorrow? I think we’re late for the feast...” Remus said exasperatedly. “If anyone sees, they’ll know for sure that it was us who caused that trouble.” 

Remus did have a very fair point. It was September 1st, and rather than waiting downstairs for the Sorting, the five of you ran up to cause trouble to ring in ‘luck’ for the new school year. Perhaps luck really was on your side, because you all had gotten there just in time and sat down quickly before the first years were led in, all looking extremely anxious. 

After cheering on the new Gryffindors, eating way too much food, (”I bet you a Galleon I can eat this whole piece of pie in one bite!” “Padfoot NO!”) watching Remus perform the Heimlich Maneuver on Sirius, and laughing and talking loudly with your best friends, you all went up to the common room. “Goodnight guys!” You shouted, making your way up to your room. “Goodnight Y/n!” They shouted in unison. “Sleep tight! Don’t let the bed bugs bite!” Sirius yelled as you walked away. 

You chuckled to yourself. While you had spent the majority of your summer break with them, it felt good to be back at school, free to hang out with them all day and night. You looked out of your window as you opened your trunk, unpacking your pajamas. Tomorrow would start your last year of school. You said goodnight to your roommates, climbed into bed, and closed the curtain. 

“I’ll make this year the best yet,” You thought to yourself, before slowly drifting off to sleep. 

The next morning, you sat with your friends on the far end of the table, glancing over the schedule. “Noo! Potions with the Slytherins!” James cried. “Well it’s been like that every year, you can’t really expect it to change,” Remus said in a matter-of-fact tone. You sighed, seeing that Potions was indeed your first class of the day. After eating breakfast, you went down to the Potions classroom. 

“Hello, students! Ready to begin your last year, I presume?” Professor Slughorn asked the class in his booming voice. After some notes, Slughorn was already eager to begin potion making. “Partner up and be ready to use these ingredients!” He announced, writing down the ingredients on the board. 

This was a time of anxiety for you and your group of friends. As there were an odd number of members, one was always left out. This time, it seemed to be you who was the odd one out. “I call Moony!” Sirius announced, grabbing his arm. Peter quickly partnered up with James. The boys turned to you with apologetic faces. “Sorry, Y/n!” You sighed, looking around the room. 

“Don’t worry about it guys,” You said, scanning for someone without a partner. “Lily?” You shouted across the room. “Sorry Y/n, i’m already with someone.” She said, pointing to the girl next to her. You became increasingly flustered by the minute. There wasn’t anyone in sight, and you were dreadful at potions. 

You walked up to the front of the room, cheeks pink with embarrassment. “U-um, professor... I couldn’t find someone to partner with,” You said. “I’m sorry, what was that dear?” Slughorn said, bending closer. “I couldn’t find a partner.” You said a small bit louder. “You couldn’t find someone to work with, eh?” He said loud enough for the entire class to hear. Ugh, how embarrassing! You thought, your face turning red quickly. 

“Oho! You’re in luck! Snape, my boy, you’re alone, aren’t you?” You turned, wide eyed. 

Oh no. 

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You walked out of the greenhouses with your boyfriend Neville, who was excitedly recounting the previous Herbology lesson. You smiled as he was talking, loving his interests in the subject. “It’s just, the way it works is so fascinating! I couldn’t believe it had grown so quickly at first,” he continued, talking about the plant in today’s lesson. 

The two of you made your way into the great hall and headed to dinner. He took his seat at the Gryffindor table and you took your seat with the Hufflepuffs. You would have happily sat next to each other, but the two of you were way too shy to make your relationship known. While the two of you were proud to be dating each other, you wanted to avoid your friends’ teasing as much as possible. 

Throughout dinner, you would lock eyes with Neville before quickly glancing down and blushing. You wished you could spend even more time with him, but you would have to settle with this for now. “What about you, Y/n?” Your friend said, snapping you out of your thoughts. “Huh?” you said, blinking and turning to her. “You’re always spacing out!” She giggled. “Anyway, who do you like?” She asked. 

“Oh, u-um, nobody!” You stuttered, but all your friends raised an eyebrow at your awkward answer. “I saw you staring over at the Gryffindor table, is there someone over there that you like?” Another friend teased, turning your face as red as the Gryffindor table cloth. “Speaking of Gryffindor, did you see Hermione Granger’s marks in Herbology? I didn’t even know a 530% was possible!” Your friends gossiped, allowing you to continue staring at your boyfriend, who was laughing with Harry and Ron. 

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The next morning, you and Neville made plans to meet up in the library. The two of you did your homework together until it was time for your class, Transfiguration. “Is it okay if I walk you there?” Neville asked, a little nervously. “Of course! I’d love that.” On the way, you heard a familiar voice behind the two of you that caused a sense of dread. “Well, if it isn’t an idiot and a mudblood. Quite the perfect pair, if you ask me.” He sneered. You had class with the Slytherins, which meant that you had to put up with Draco Malfoy. 

Before either of you could respond, Draco continued his horrible speech. “You know, with the Dark Lord rising back to power, it’s only a matter of time before your kind finally die off and allow this school to be cleansed-” But Draco was suddenly cut off from a loud shout. “SHUT YOUR MOUTH!” Neville was clenching his fists, trembling with anger. 

“Oh, standing up for your girlfriend Longbottom? How touching.” Neville reached in his pocket and clutched his wand, ready to pull it out as everyone silently stared at the scene in front of them. “You’re not denying it? Are you two really a couple then?” Draco and his friends began to snicker. Neville, his face red but determined, looked up. “So what if she is?” He said, glaring back at him. 

“You’d be better off like your parents rather than dating a mudblood.” Draco said. This was the last straw for Neville. Before you could calculate what was happening, Neville yanked out his wand and Draco took out his. You and the bystanders ducked down, hexes flying in every direction. You shut your eyes, not wanting to see the disaster. 

Suddenly, it was quiet besides the sound of a couple gasps and some muttering. You opened your eyes and saw Neville in front of you,with a black eye and a lump on his head dorkily smiling and stretching out his hand. You smiled and grabbed it, allowing him to pull you up. He pulled you into his arms, hugging you tightly. You looked up and saw your friends on one side smiling and whispering, knowing that they were going to give you hell, but at the moment you didn’t particularly care. On the other side you saw Draco sprawled out on the floor unconscious while his friends gave the two of you angry looks. 

With the first Triwizard Tournament task out of the way, the Yule Ball seemed to be approaching faster than ever. The excited schoolgirls’ giggles seemed to take over the halls during passing periods and you couldn’t help but feel excited yourself, even though you were a professor. As the tournament hadn’t happened in a couple hundred years, you had never been to a ball before. You daydreamed of dancing in the most wonderful robes as you dazedly made your way down the corridor. 

On the way down to your class room, Madam Pomfrey, looking thoroughly frazzled, called out to you. “Professor y/n!” She called. “Could you please do me a favor?” You turned around to her, seeing her worried expression. “Could you please go down to Professor Snape’s room and ask him if he could spare some crushed bicorn horn? I have a student I can’t leave at the moment who is in desperate need of my help.” She said. “Sure thing,” you said cheerfully. “I’ll be back as soon as possible. You speed walked down the steps. In honesty, you were rather happy that Madam Pomfrey had given you this request. 

It would be the perfect opportunity to converse with Severus, who you had found rather attractive. You found yourself in front of his door, feeling slightly anxious. Once you had knocked, you immediately heard him say “Come in.” 

“Hello, Severus! I came to ask if you had any powdered bicorn horn that you would be willing to lend to Madam Pomfrey?” Without saying a word, he got up and pulled a jar off a shelf and put it in your hands. “Oh, thank you,” You said, awkwardly lingering, hoping he would talk to you. “Is there anything else?” He asked, looking back up at you once he sat back down. “Nope! I was just wondering what potion that would be for?” you asked, pointing at the ingredients he had listed on the blackboard for his next lesson. 

“That would be for the Draught of Peace, but none of those stupid six years will pay attention, all they focus on is that ball, I've taken away enough house points for a lifetime...” he muttered to himself. “Oh, the Yule Ball! Well, you can’t blame them for being excited, this is their first time going to such an event! I’m actually rather excited as well,” You admitted, feeling a blush grow on your cheeks. “Are you going with anyone?” You shyly asked. 

“No, i’m only chaperoning so I don-” But you suddenly cut him off and blurted out in anxiety “Willyougowithme?” At this, Severus looked at you for a minute before giving a very small smile and agreeing to go with you. “Wait, really?!” You asked, shocked. “Yes. Let’s meet at the staircase by your room.” He said. You smiled at this and went back to Madam Pomfrey to deliver her ingredients, daydreaming this time about the night the two of you would share. 

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The night of the Yule Ball had finally arrived. You put on your best robes, did your hair perfectly, and began to find your way to the staircase you were to meet your date at. On the way there, you couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of the young couples awkwardly complimenting each other. You got to the staircase and looked down. Looking back up at you was Severus, who was wearing nice black robes and even seemed to have done his hair very slightly. 

As you got closer, you noticed his face was rather pink. You grabbed his arm and the two of you continued the walk to the great hall. He cleared his voice and said “You look nice.” He was as awkward as the students, but you found this very sweet. 

After a long and enjoyable feast, you went down to the clear floor, the dancing about to begin. This was the part you were looking forward to very much. However, Minerva approached you. “Y/n, could you do me a favor and station outside in the grotto? Lots of students are trying to take advantage of tonight in a rather inappropriate way.” “Oh, alright... see you later then.” You said to Severus. Feeling quite disappointed, you walked outside. 

After a while, the cheerful noises seemed taunting from inside the castle. “Oh, this is so stupid!” You cried, kicking a bush. Two students fell out, wide eyed. “Get back inside you weirdos! Stop kissing in bushes! Because of you I can’t be inside!” you yelled as they ran away. You slumped down on a bench, teary eyed. “This was not how tonight was supposed to go...” You tried to hold back your tears, knowing that you lost the opportunity to dance with your date and probably wouldn’t have that back for a lifetime. 

“...Ten points from Ravenclaw and ten points from Hufflepuff, get back inside..” you heard a voice in the distance. “The ball is over, go on..” You held up your head and saw Severus with his wand out, catching all of the students that you had failed to stop. Once you locked eyes, he walked over and sat on the bench, leaving a small space between the two of you. “Why are you crying?” He asked softly. “I’m not crying,” You said stubbornly, but it was very obvious that you were with the constant sniffling. 

He stayed quiet for a moment, letting you compose yourself. “It’s over something very stupid.” You said. He turned his head to you, waiting for you to tell him. “It’s just, I always wanted to go to one of these dances. And I ended up missing the entire thing.” You explained. “At least I had you as a date... too bad I couldn’t be with you,” You said with a sad laugh, playing with your robes. 

Suddenly, he got up, holding out his hand to you. You looked up and took it, a little confused. He lifted you up and put his hand gently on your waist and took your hand with the other. The two of you began to dance. You looked up and smiled, your tears drying. The two of you danced for what seemed like a couple hours before stopping. 

“I suppose we should get back inside now,” You said, noticing it was around three in the morning. “I suppose so. I’ll walk you back to your room.” Once you found yourself in front of the door, you turned around. You gave him the biggest hug you could and before you knew what was happening, he kissed you. Once you pulled away you looked him in the eyes, surprised. “I’m sorry, I just-” Severus said, turning away. You smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you for tonight.” You said, beaming. Just before you closed the door, you saw his face redder than ever. 

James-

While it was an extremely cold and snowy afternoon, the Gryffindor quidditch team still had their match against the Slytherins. You happily cheered on your boyfriend, James, as he swept in toward the snitch and led their team to victory. Once the match was over, you rushed toward James, stumbling in the tall snow. “Hey! You were great out there!” You yelled excitedly. “Thanks! Couldn’t have done it without you cheering me on though.” He said sweetly, caressing your face before quickly yanking it away. “Blimey! You’re as cold as an icicle!” He shouted. The two of you quickly made your way up to the Gryffindor common room to celebrate the victory. After drinking a few butterbeers, you both escaped to his room. The two of you spent the rest of the day in each other’s arms, talking about the match and watching the snow fall down through the window. 

Sirius-

After wolfing down your breakfast, you and the Marauders rushed outside to have an epic snowball fight. After an hour or so of Sirius and James ganging up on you, you noticed that you weren’t feeling so well. “Ugh, guys, this was fun and all but I think i’m going to head back inside,” You said, holding your head and shivering. After Sirius threw a snowball at Peter as hard as he could, he ran over to you. “Hey, are you alright? Here, let me walk you back in.” He said, throwing his arm around your shoulder and pulling you close. Once you were well situated in your bed, you noticed he wasn’t leaving. “You can go back, if you’d like. I don’t want to hold you back from a nice snowball fight!” You said encouragingly. “No, really, I want to make sure you’ll be okay.” He said. “Honestly, its just a cold-” But he cut you off before you could finish. He climbed into bed with you and rested your head on his chest. “Well if it’s a cold, surely I could warm you up.” At this, you were already furiously blushing, but the two of you ended up falling asleep and didn’t wake up until you heard a shocked gasp from one of your roommates. 

Remus-

Even though it was only February, all of your professors exhausted you with endless homework to prepare for the end of year exams. You sighed deeply as you turned through the pages of your History Of Magic textbook, laying on the floor of Remus’s room. He looked down from his bed in which he was sitting and asked, “You alright down there?” “No! Ugh! I just don’t understand any of this! I don’t care about goblins and I never will! I’ll never be able to memorize it!” You yelled, becoming increasingly frustrated. “Alright, get up here, i’ll help you.” He said as he patted next to him. You climbed on the bed and the two of you talked for a while about the textbook and then other things until both of you continued reading your textbook in silence. After a while, he felt your head land on his shoulder. At the sight, he chuckled softly and pulled you closer, particularly glad that he had someone as perfect and warm as you to keep him company as he took in the view of the snow from outside. 

Severus-

As you made your way to the great hall, you glanced out the windows, taking in the beautiful scenery, looking at the vast sheet of white that had laid itself upon the ground. You smiled to yourself and continued your walk to breakfast. When you had gotten there, you realized that your boyfriend, Severus, was nowhere to be found. You took a while to eat and then when you had finally decided he wasn’t going to show up, you decided to look for him. You made your way to his dormitory, which was just the right place to look. “Severus? Are you alrigh-” but you stopped talking when you saw the sight in front of you. Severus was sitting at the foot of his bed, potion books encircling him. He had bags under his eyes, that led to your understanding that he had stayed up all night studying his favorite subject. You smiled gently at the sight and tried to lift him into his bed as carefully as possible. However, he had awoken. At first he was defensive, but when he saw that it was you he loosened up. “You need to stop staying up so late! Rest.” You said after covering him up. Right as you turned away, he grabbed your arm. “Stay.” Even though it was dark, you could still see his blush. You took his softness to heart and climbed in the bed with him, petting his hair as he fell back to sleep.

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WARNING: NSFW

163: Fuck me.

164: stop teasing me so much...

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In all honesty, you didn’t think it’d come this far.

One day you were Professor Snapes student, the next you were bent over his desk, a hot mess.

It all started when you had turned eighteen. You were a few months earlier than your class, so you were the only student at Hogwarts who had turned that old. You did your best to show off to your teacher crush, Severus, that you were an adult now, and you were hoping to be treated as such.

“Oh gee, F/N, I can’t BELIEVE I’m EIGHTEEN, you know?” You’d say every time Severus was even remarkably close by. Maybe he noticed, maybe you didn’t. You truly could not figure him out, so you decided to try something else.

“Professor,” you began as you walked up to his desk. “I’ve been having some trouble with my potions, could we possibly meet after class?” Professor Snape looked up at you, slightly annoyed. “Fine. If you paid attention instead of blabbering to your friends about a little birthday, we wouldn’t have to do this.” He said crossly.

Embarassed, you spent the rest of class without talking, a little bit nervous for what you were going to do. Once everyone began to file out of the room, you made your way to the desk again. “So...” you said awkwardly, shifting from side to side.

“So, sit down. What exactly is the problem here?” Snape asked. Once you had gone through some real issues you were having with class, the two of you went to a cauldron as he watched you to see what mistakes you had been making.

Suddenly, you felt him behind you, his chest pressing into your back as he put his hands over yours and helped you stir the cauldron. You felt yourself go red. “I-oh” you whispered, the top of your ears burning now. “Don’t act strange, Y/N. It’s not my fault you don’t know how to stir properly.” Severus said sternly, but you heard just a pinch of admiration in his voice.

You stood there for what seemed like forever, your heart beating faster and faster. He bent down, his breath right on your ear. “Maybe you aren’t so hopeless.” He muttered.

“That’s it.” You thought, almost trembling. “I am going to fuck Severus snape.”

Almost as if he had been reading your mind (probably lmfao), you felt something hard reaching your bottom. “Wh-what’s that?” You managed to squeak out, feeling panicked yet very lustful.

“Well, it seems miss L/N, it’s the thing you’ve been wanting for quite some time,” he whispered, leaving goosebumps all over your body as he traced your waist with his fingers. “Stop teasing me so much,” you said, even though you had been dying for this moment for a while now.

“So much?” Asked Severus. “Why, we’re only getting started.”

At that your ovaries exploded.

You had know idea how you had ended up on his desk. You wrapped your legs around his waist feeling his fluffy black hair in your hands as you kissed your Professor with the most love you had ever felt in your life.

He bent down, kissing your collarbone, trying hard to suppress your moans as he found himself at level with your breasts. “O-oh my god,” you moaned as he touched a v e r y sensitive area (if you catch my drift). “You better quiet yourself.” Snape breathed, trying to sound threatening, but you knew damn well he didn’t care. In fact, it looked like he loved it.

Slowly, Severus inserted a finger. At this, your legs twitched. He sat there, thrusting his hand for a while until it looked like you were about to orgasm. He pulled out. “Hey...” You whimpered looking up at him.

“I can’t leave you satisfied just yet,” Severus murmured, unconsciously pulling a piece of hair from your face. You really couldn’t believe it. Professor Snape, treating you so affectionately, erotically.

You lifted your skirt a little bit more, slyly spreading your legs. “Fuck me.” you breathed. Severus didn’t waste anytime. He pulled out his dick putting it at level with your pussy. “Goddamn, slytherin really isn’t kidding when it comes to snakes” you thought. He immediately inserted himself.

You winced in pain. “Is this your first time, Y/N?” He said as he began to move a bit slowly. “Really, now?” He asked, moving faster. “I’m not saying you put yourself out there, but I’ve definitely noticed how short you keep your skirt . Not to mention how the buttons on your blouse are often so unbuttoned,” he grunted, becoming slightly pink as he slammed harder info you.

“It’s for you sir!” You gasped, almost seeing white. “Is that so.” Severus murmured. He suddenly stopped. “Stand up.” You stood up, confused. Surely you weren’t about to be punished for trying to seduce him, as you were in the middle of having sex? “Now bend over.” He commanded. You did as he said and got pounded even harder.

He often smacked your ass as hard has he could, leaving it red. You didn’t mind. This was pure ecstasy. Severus went harder and harder until at last a sensation had taken over your body, causing you to scream in pleasure. Your professor pulled out just in time, his cum spraying on your back.

“Oh, Fuck.” You groaned. “Professor, that was amazing.” You turned, smiling at him as you got dressed. Severus also dressed himself, still a bit pink in the face. “You may call me Severus, under special circumstances.” He coughed.

“All right then, Severus!” You said happily, kissing him on the forehead. “See you tomorrow!” You winked. Just before you left the room you turned to him once more. “By the way, I really like you.” You said, before rushing out of the door.