The Lost Potter

Chapter 12: Snappy Snappy

Isabelle opened her eyes and noticed that it was now the end of breakfast and she wasn’t even ready yet. Hermione hadn’t woken her up which meant the she woke up earlier then usual. Isabelle jumped out of her bed and quickly dressed into her school uniform.

“Shit shit shit!” Isabelle spat as she tried to get everything together.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Harry sat in the common room waiting patiently. He had gone to breakfast for a little while and then came back to take Isabelle to class.

“Harry?” A girls voice whispered. Harry turned around and saw Amanda with her group of girls.

“Hey.” Harry smiled.

“Do you want to come with us to potions?” Amanda asked her boyfriend.

“No…” Harry shook his head “sorry I’m waiting for Isabelle.” Amanda’s face formed a frown. Lately she hardly ever had time with Harry all because of that…Isabelle.

‘ What is so good about her? I mean I’m his girlfriend and he’s now he’s spending more time with a girl that isn’t his girlfriend. We don’t do anything any more. I wish she wasn’t here.’

“Alright, Bye Harry.” Amanda stormed out of the common room, her other two friends following her. Harry didn’t even notice Amanda’s anger.

Isabelle turned of the basin taps and walked back into her room. She hadn’t rushed like this in a very very long time. She grabbed her black shoes and slipped them on tying up the laces roughly. She picked up her book bag and through it over her shoulder. She ran out of her room and ran downstairs to the common room. She ran straight past Harry to the door not knowing that he was there.

“Isabelle!” Harry shouted after her. Isabelle turned around and looked around the room for the person who called her name.

“Oh Harry! Come on if I’m late you are too.” Isabelle ran over to him and grabbed his arm pulling him out of the common room. They both rushed like mad through the halls of Hogwarts and down to the Potions classroom. Isabelle realised that she and Harry we’re 5 minutes late. “Why were you sitting in the common room when class had already started?” Isabelle asked.

“Well I was waiting for you. I didn’t want to let you walk on your own. And besides I thought there was something wrong with you, you never really miss breakfast.”

“Yeah true but you should have gone now we’re both going to get in trouble with Snape.” Isabelle loved going to her potions classes. It had been a little over a month since she and Snape began their little affair and she had felt great ever since.

“Who cares? Clearly you don’t.”

“No I don’t.” Isabelle laughed. She let Harry’s hand go and pushed open the potions classroom door. Snape looked up at Isabelle and Harry from his desk. The class stared at them both. Over in one corner Isabelle could hear a whisper from a little girl from Slytherin. “I’m so sorry we’re late. I fell over.” Isabelle lied.

“I don’t care! Take a seat!” Snape ordered. Isabelle loved Snape when he was angry.

“Alright.” Isabelle walked up to the one table that was free and placed her bag on it. Harry followed her glad that there wasn’t any points taken off. They both sat at the table.

“That was easy.” Harry whispered.

“Yeah. I think he’s gone a little soft.” Isabelle looked up and Snape and smiled. Snape looked back at her and showed no other emotion other then his grumpy one.

“Yeah.” Harry agreed.

“Potter!” Snape snapped. Everyone was silent. “Please do keep you’re mouth shut!”

“Yes sir.” Harry nodded.

“All of you get ready to do your work.” Snape ordered.

“What potion are we doing?” Harry whispered. Isabelle just shrugged.

“Ask Mione or Amanda.” Isabelle whispered back.

“Miss Levine.” Snape snapped.

“Yes.” Isabelle looked up politely.

“Please collect the trays of ingredients from the store room.”

“Sir do I have to?” Isabelle faked her whine. Snape understood what she was doing. They both didn’t want people to be suspicious about them.

“Get up!” Snape growled. Isabelle immediately stood up and walked over to the store room door. She opened the door excitedly awaiting Snape to come in after her. She walked over to the desk placed against a wall with nothing on it. She sat herself on the edge and pulled up her skirt, reaching her hand up her thigh and pulling down her white knickers to her ankles and then kicking them up so she had them in her hand. She put them on the desk beside her+

The door opened and in came Snape, he closed the door behind him. Isabelle looked at him excitedly. Snape walked over to her and stood in front of her. Isabelle immediately began to unbuckle his pants.

“Do you recon we’ll have enough time?” Isabelle asked sexily.

“I do think so, yes.” Snape smirked.

“Good.” Isabelle dropped Snape’s pants down to the ground and pulled him in to her. Their lips locked and tongues entwined. Snape moved his hands up Isabelle’s smooth silk thighs and up to the moistness of her folds. Isabelle gasped at feeling Snape’s finger slide up and down her wetness.

“Extremely good.” Snape whispered, pulling Isabelle close to him roughly. His erection sticking out eagerly awaiting Isabelle’s tight hole. Isabelle grabbed Snape’s erection and stroked it slightly, feeling the hardness. Snape pushed her hand away and pushed him self into her. Isabelle sighed in pleasure moving herself even closer trying to get more of him in.

Snape grabbed on to her hips and began to thrust in to her. Isabelle felt like letting out little moans but knew she couldn’t or the other student’s would hear it. Snape began to thrust in her, harder and faster each time. Isabelle let out loud moans of extreme pleasure as time past, listening to Snape\'s soft grunts with each thrust.

Isabelle began to feel herself come close to the bout of ecstasy she had wanted to reach since the last time they we’re together. Isabelle could feel Snape pulse inside of her, eagerly waiting to let himself free inside of her. She now knew that he was close. She grabbed onto his back digging her nails into him.

\"Isa... belle\" Snape groaned. He watched as Isabelle arched herself into him with her orgasm, her chest rising up and down. Snape thrust in once more, making Isabelle let out a soft cry as he spilt his seed inside of her. They both held onto each other as they regained their composer.

“Severus?” Isabelle whispered breathlessly.

“Yes.”

“Do you love me?” Isabelle asked. There was a long silence. Snape didn’t know what to say to this, he couldn’t say he did, he never loved anyone.

“I don’t know.” Snape replied, pulling himself away from her. Isabelle felt her stomach drop.

“Ok.” Isabelle grabbed her knickers and pulled them back on and then jumped off the table. “How come you don’t know. It’s either a yes or a no Sev. It’s not that hard.” Snape pulled up his pants and did them up.

“It’s not what you think Isabelle.” Snape snapped. “I just don’t know and we’ll leave it at that.”

“Fine, fine, fine.” Isabelle muttered angrily. She grabbed a tray of potions and walked out of the room, placing them down on the first table angrily. Hermione eyed her oddly wondering what happened in there. They had taken a little while. Isabelle kept walking back and forth till all of the tables had their potions ingredients placing hers and Harry’s on the table last.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asked.

“Nothing.” Isabelle spat. “Come on lets get to work.” Isabelle began to prepare the ingredients. Snape walked over to his desk and watched as Isabelle roughly prepared everything. He didn’t know what to say to her. What would happen if he said yes? What if he said no? what would happen then? Noting good ever comes out of his relationships.

“Don’t worry about him Isa. Don’t let him get to you.” Harry whispered in Isabelle’s ear. Isabelle looked at him and smiled.

“Thanks Harry. I’m not letting him get to me.”

“Well then lighten up. I don’t like it when you’re angry.” Harry grabbed a mushy ingredient and smudged it on Isabelle’s robes.

“OH!” Isabelle screeched. She grabbed a handful of the ingredient and rubbed it into Harry’s face. They both began to fight drawing the class’s attention to them. Amanda watched them both angrily. She grabbed her things and left the class room.

“MR POTTER, MISS LEVINE STOP IT NOW!” Snape shouted, his voice boomed through the classroom. Everything went quiet. Harry and Isabelle stopped fighting and looked at each other, taking in deep breaths. “Go and get changed then come back here for your detention! Oh and 25 points off Gryffindor, Each.” The Gryffindor’s in the class gasped.

“FINE!” Isabelle spat glaring at Snape angrily as she packed up her book bag and left the class room. Harry followed her. “That was loads of fun Harry.” Isabelle laughed.

“Yeah it was, even though we got all dirty.” Harry wiped the muck off of his face.

“Here.” Isabelle stopped walking and pulled out a little hanky. She raised it up to Harry’s face and wiped all the mess off of his face. “There you go.”

“Thanks.”

“Well we have a detention today. Aren’t we both so lucky?” Isabelle murmured sarcastically.

“We are the luckiest students in the whole of Hogwarts Isa. We get to watch the oily git for hours AND clean for him.” Harry ran a hand through his hair. Isabelle let out a tiny chuckle, to her Snape was irresistible.

“You make me laugh.” Isabelle took in a soft breath smiling at him.

“I’m glad I do.” Harry smiled back. Isabelle and Harry continued walking towards the common room waiting to get all cleaned up.

*****

Harry sat in his dorm room going through his homework that he had to complete tonight before his detention with Snape which wasn’t that far away now, then a loud rapping at the door began.

“Hold on!” Harry shouted getting off of his bed and opening the door to see his girlfriend looking angry and flustered. “Amanda? What’s wrong?”

“OH YOU KNOW WHATS WRONG HARRY!” Amanda walked in to the room and slammed the door behind her.

“No I don’t actually.” Harry looked puzzled.

“You and Isabelle? What’s going on there huh? You look more then friends to me. You even spend more BLOODY TIME WITH HER!” Amanda’s hands shook as she shouted.

“I HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE AMANDA NOTHINGS GOIN ON!” Harry shouted back in a fed up outrage.

“Don’t you shout at me POTTER! I’m the one that’s angry here not you.” Amanda poked him in the chest 3 times.

“As a matter of fact Amanda I am angry! If you can’t trust me then what is there in this relationship keeping us together?” Harry questioned. Amanda’s wondering mind was making him extremely frustrated. Amanda looked at Harry in Silence.

“Argh! HARRY!” Amanda shouted.

“Well do you trust me or not?” Harry questioned, his insides churning at the thought of her not trusting him at all.

“YES YES YES!” Amanda gave in angrily. “I do trust you.”

“Good.” Harry age Amanda a hug.

“Ok”

Harry looked up at the clock on the wall. “Oh. I have to go. I’ve got the detention now and I’m supposed to walk there with Isabelle.”

“Oh… ok.” Amanda walked over to the door. “I’ll see you after it?”

“It depends what time we get let out.” Harry pulled on his cloak.

“You can’t even make a little time with me?” Amanda opened the door angrily.

“It’s not like that Amanda. I just said. You know how long Snape’s detentions go for.”

“Of course Harry of course.” Amanda rolled her eyes. “You could still make some time. Like come to my room or something?”

“Um I’ll think about it.” Harry looked worried. Another fight, he didn’t feel this one was going to end good.

“You know what Harry Just FORGET IT! Ever since Isabelle’s been here you’re hardly ever with me anymore. I think its best if we Break up.”

“Oh FINE Amanda be like that. I can’t believe the way your acting. It’s not you.”

“Oh fuck you Harry! This isn’t about me, It’s about YOU!” Amanda stormed out of the room.

“Ah shit!” Harry slammed the door shut in rage and then after a few minutes of taking in a few breaths he opened the door and walked out of his room leaving Amanda in it. He rushed downstairs just catching a glimpse of Isabelle walking out of the door. He ran after her. “Isa!” He called. Isabelle turned around.

“Oh I thought you already left.” Isabelle smiled. She noticed a sad look on Harry’s face. “Is there something wrong?” She asked. Harry looked at her for a moment.

“I think Amanda and I just broke up.” Harry sighed.

“Oh.” Isabelle looked sad. “What over?”

“Um…..” Harry didn’t want to tell her the truth or she will think its all her fault. “Over something really stupid. I don’t want to talk about it right now.”

“Ok fair enough. It’s none of my business.” Isabelle grabbed Harry’s arm. “We shouldn’t be late. He’ll give us more detention time.”

“Oh yeah. I forgot.” Harry and Isabelle walked through the halls, heading towards the potions class room.

“Do you think it’s repairable?” Isabelle asked.

“What is?” Harry wondered.

“Yours and Amanda’s relationship silly.” Isabelle chuckled.

“I guess it might be. She was quite angry though.”

“You two are really good together. I thought you would be the last people I’d ever see break up.”

“Same here Isabelle.” Harry sighed again.

“Do you love her?”

“Yes! Of course I do.” Harry nodded.

“Then you’ll fight for her.”

“I will once I think it over.”

“What is there to think about?” Isabelle wondered if there was something he wasn’t telling her.

“Can we change the subject?” Harry asked. Isabelle looked at him curiously.

“Very well.” Isabelle stopped talking. The both walked down towards the Potions Class room and opened the door. Isabelle looked in to see Snape sitting at his desk. They both glared at each other. Isabelle knew she loved him but he didn’t love her. She wondered what to do forget him or pursue him till he told her the truth.

“What are you doing?” Harry asked pushing her in to the room. Snape immediately stood from his chair.

“You are both 5 minutes late. That will be 10 points.” Severus spat.

“Oh come on!” Isabelle muttered in disgust.

“Do you want that to be another 10 Miss Levine?” Snape questioned menacingly. Isabelle glared at him angrily once again. “Good. I want you both to clean up this whole class room. From top to bottom with the bucket of things I have supplied you over there.” Snape pointed over to the corner of the class room. “No magic as per usual. If it is not as good as I want it I will make you both do it again and again and again till it is perfect.” Snape walked towards them. Harry and Isabelle looked at each other in awe. “I shall be back with in 2 hours.” Snape left the room closing it behind him and locking the door.

“Oh fucking hell.” Isabelle growled. She walked over to the bucket and picked it up. “2 brushes and some soap and water.” She walked over to Harry and handed him a brush. “Get ready for a long time cleaning.”

“This will be great.” Harry grumbled. Isabelle dropped to her hands and knees and began to mix the soap and water together. “When we came in why did it take you so long to get through the door?” Harry asked.

“I…… don’t know. I just didn’t want to come in here.” Isabelle lied.

“Fair enough.” Harry laughed.

“Yeah.” Isabelle smiled. “Come on. I don’t want to be here all night.” Isabelle grabbed Harry’s leg and pulled him down to the ground.

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Snape walked to his office. Had he risked what he and Isabelle had by not telling her how he really felt? But he couldn’t tell here. What if they were caught out? He didn’t want to be to attached and he didn’t want her to be to attached to him. It would be unbearable to be attached and have to be ripped apart. Even for him the thought seemed so hard to bare.

He had no idea how he really felt about her anyway. It was all very confusing to him. He knew that she had already gone in to deep but he couldn’t believe that some young beautiful creature could love him at all. It was to... to abnormal for him to believe. He has had beautiful women but not young one’s not ones that loved him. Only ones that threw themselves at his feet for pleasure and power.

Snape walked in to his room and closed the door behind him calmly. He thought about what he really wanted and that was not to let Isabelle go. If he could he would actually keep her with him forever. But that means that he………… that he. He couldn’t think it. He couldn’t even say it. It just would be harder either way he chose to go.

Severus sat down on his black leather couch and placed his arm upon the arm rest. He’d never thought it would be as difficult as he thought it would be. Now that he has got her he can not say how he really feels. It was all stuck inside of him like his words were kept in a jail.

“I do.” He whispered. “I do L...”

“Severus?” Someone called.