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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
916
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Masters
Title: Masters
Author: Petunia Uphill
e-mail: petunia812002@yahoo.co.uk
Disclaimer: I don\'t own any copyrights for this, and make no money out of this. Unfortunately. But I know one J.K. Rowling does.
Challenge: Write FOUR separate drabbles, stories of exactly one hundred words each. All drabbles must be interconnected somehow and they must go from G to PG to R to NC-17. One of each.
NOTE: Part of \"From Dusk til Dawn - the Harry Potter / Severus Snape Fuh-Q-Fest\" third wave at http://www.kardasi.com/HPSS/
Beta: Rita - thanks a lo)
)
*G*
I’d finally figured out what I wanted to do with my life now that it seemed I was actually going to have one. I wanted to be a healer. I wanted to learn to use herbs, charms and potions to mend body and mind. The war had destroyed so much.
I wanted to learn from the best. My first teacher was an old man who had taught Professor Sprout. Hughtught me a lout aut above all, he taught me /how to learn more/. Healing charms I learned from a blind middle-aged witch. The best in potions was Professor Snape.
*PG*
Potter had changed during the three years he was away. When Albus had asked me to tutor him, I was livid. Albus just smiled and I agreed to the task.
I’m happy I did; I’ve got a good friend now. At the moment we are both stirring our own cauldrons and I’m giving him pointers on how to improve his skills.
As he packs his things at the end of the day, he smiles at me. I think about that smile for a long time after he leaves. I want nothing more than to kiss those soft lips… No. NO!!!
*R*
Severus looked at me strangely when I left yesterday. And barely glanced today. In fact, he’s been acting strangely for a couple of weeks now…
I’m startled out of my thoughts when he presses his mouth on mine and pulls my body against his. I’m too surprised to respond, and he stops, vanishing to his rooms, an “I’m sorry” echoing in the laboratory.
I never knew a kiss could be like that. He’s a master. I’m hard as iron right now. Oh Merlin, I want nothing more than to feel him inside me, coming in me… Damn my slow reflexes!
*NC-17*
He marched in my room.
“I want you to fuck me.”
And jumped me. He kissed me, his erection boring in my side as his hands went to my groin. I growled. He found what he wanted and spelled our clothes away. He dragged me to the rug in the middle of the room, knelt, took my shaft in his mouth and sucked. Rest is vague.
I remember him ing,ing, offering himself to me, and I remember the velvety heat and his moans as he came without a touch, tightening around me. And I remember flooding him, like never before.
*The End*
Author: Petunia Uphill
e-mail: petunia812002@yahoo.co.uk
Disclaimer: I don\'t own any copyrights for this, and make no money out of this. Unfortunately. But I know one J.K. Rowling does.
Challenge: Write FOUR separate drabbles, stories of exactly one hundred words each. All drabbles must be interconnected somehow and they must go from G to PG to R to NC-17. One of each.
NOTE: Part of \"From Dusk til Dawn - the Harry Potter / Severus Snape Fuh-Q-Fest\" third wave at http://www.kardasi.com/HPSS/
Beta: Rita - thanks a lo)
)
*G*
I’d finally figured out what I wanted to do with my life now that it seemed I was actually going to have one. I wanted to be a healer. I wanted to learn to use herbs, charms and potions to mend body and mind. The war had destroyed so much.
I wanted to learn from the best. My first teacher was an old man who had taught Professor Sprout. Hughtught me a lout aut above all, he taught me /how to learn more/. Healing charms I learned from a blind middle-aged witch. The best in potions was Professor Snape.
*PG*
Potter had changed during the three years he was away. When Albus had asked me to tutor him, I was livid. Albus just smiled and I agreed to the task.
I’m happy I did; I’ve got a good friend now. At the moment we are both stirring our own cauldrons and I’m giving him pointers on how to improve his skills.
As he packs his things at the end of the day, he smiles at me. I think about that smile for a long time after he leaves. I want nothing more than to kiss those soft lips… No. NO!!!
*R*
Severus looked at me strangely when I left yesterday. And barely glanced today. In fact, he’s been acting strangely for a couple of weeks now…
I’m startled out of my thoughts when he presses his mouth on mine and pulls my body against his. I’m too surprised to respond, and he stops, vanishing to his rooms, an “I’m sorry” echoing in the laboratory.
I never knew a kiss could be like that. He’s a master. I’m hard as iron right now. Oh Merlin, I want nothing more than to feel him inside me, coming in me… Damn my slow reflexes!
*NC-17*
He marched in my room.
“I want you to fuck me.”
And jumped me. He kissed me, his erection boring in my side as his hands went to my groin. I growled. He found what he wanted and spelled our clothes away. He dragged me to the rug in the middle of the room, knelt, took my shaft in his mouth and sucked. Rest is vague.
I remember him ing,ing, offering himself to me, and I remember the velvety heat and his moans as he came without a touch, tightening around me. And I remember flooding him, like never before.
*The End*