Snape Me
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Category:
Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
2,091
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Dreading Detention
Disclaimer: I do not own Snape, Hogwarts, Harry Potter, or any of the related stuff \'n things. The character of Adrian Maraschino and the plot of this fic are my own invention, however. I have no affiliation with J. K. Rowling or Warner Bros. (Or, haven\'t you heard, they\'re hiring amateur porn writers now!)
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Hogwarts, Great Hall. 12:30 p.m. November 2.
When Adrian finally made it to lunch, all her friends crowded around her and listened in rapt attention to her problems. She charmed her little mirror to hover at eye level while she brushed her hair and babbled furiously. “I mean, it’s not like I knew what the nail polish would do to the stupid potion,” she gushed, her cheeks rosy. Everyone around her nodded sympathetically. “Anyone could have made that mistake!”
Pansy Parkinson laughed. “Yeah, anyone stupid enough to paint their nails during Snape’s class,” she scoffed playfully. Pansy was the closest thing Adrian had to a best friend; the only one allowed to make truthful remarks like that. They didn’t let anyone know exactly how close they were, though. Adrian didn’t want to make a big deal of the fact that her best friend was a little third-year.
Adrian rolled her eyes. “Well, whatever. Now I’m stuck in close quarters with the greasiest teacher at Hogwarts. I’ve done detention for him before, you all know that, but this is the first time I’ve had to come to his office. I’ll probably be the first girl he’s had in his office in years.”
“Watch out! He might want to bang you,” someone laughed.
“Who doesn’t?” she replied casually, sending a round of laughter around the table.
Everyone knew that Adrian Maraschino was the most sought-after girl in Hogwarts. She’d had sex more times than anyone could count, and she went through boyfriends like fire through kindling. But she was currently single, a rare condition for her.
“Ugh, that smoke!” she hissed. “It completely fried my hair.” She took out a bottle of Henrietta’s Ultra Frizz-Banishing Gel and applied it liberally to her knee-length raven locks.
With Adrian thus occupied, the attention gradually dissipated from her, branching off into smaller conversations among groups of friends.
Pansy poked absently at a crispy fish fillet. “So... how many times is this that you’ve gotten in trouble with Snape?”
The seventh year made a face. “Beats me. I’m surprised he hasn’t kicked me out yet. That man is out to get me, I swear. What did I ever do to him?”
Pansy pursed her lips thoughtfully. “Well, for starters--”
“That’s a rhetorical question,” Adrian cut in quickly.
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Notes: Yeah, Snape and Adrian have a long history of hating each other. Which I didn\'t bother to write. You folks can use your imagination. Setting hair on fire, unabashed mocking, humiliating curses. You know, the works. ~_^
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Hogwarts, Great Hall. 12:30 p.m. November 2.
When Adrian finally made it to lunch, all her friends crowded around her and listened in rapt attention to her problems. She charmed her little mirror to hover at eye level while she brushed her hair and babbled furiously. “I mean, it’s not like I knew what the nail polish would do to the stupid potion,” she gushed, her cheeks rosy. Everyone around her nodded sympathetically. “Anyone could have made that mistake!”
Pansy Parkinson laughed. “Yeah, anyone stupid enough to paint their nails during Snape’s class,” she scoffed playfully. Pansy was the closest thing Adrian had to a best friend; the only one allowed to make truthful remarks like that. They didn’t let anyone know exactly how close they were, though. Adrian didn’t want to make a big deal of the fact that her best friend was a little third-year.
Adrian rolled her eyes. “Well, whatever. Now I’m stuck in close quarters with the greasiest teacher at Hogwarts. I’ve done detention for him before, you all know that, but this is the first time I’ve had to come to his office. I’ll probably be the first girl he’s had in his office in years.”
“Watch out! He might want to bang you,” someone laughed.
“Who doesn’t?” she replied casually, sending a round of laughter around the table.
Everyone knew that Adrian Maraschino was the most sought-after girl in Hogwarts. She’d had sex more times than anyone could count, and she went through boyfriends like fire through kindling. But she was currently single, a rare condition for her.
“Ugh, that smoke!” she hissed. “It completely fried my hair.” She took out a bottle of Henrietta’s Ultra Frizz-Banishing Gel and applied it liberally to her knee-length raven locks.
With Adrian thus occupied, the attention gradually dissipated from her, branching off into smaller conversations among groups of friends.
Pansy poked absently at a crispy fish fillet. “So... how many times is this that you’ve gotten in trouble with Snape?”
The seventh year made a face. “Beats me. I’m surprised he hasn’t kicked me out yet. That man is out to get me, I swear. What did I ever do to him?”
Pansy pursed her lips thoughtfully. “Well, for starters--”
“That’s a rhetorical question,” Adrian cut in quickly.
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Notes: Yeah, Snape and Adrian have a long history of hating each other. Which I didn\'t bother to write. You folks can use your imagination. Setting hair on fire, unabashed mocking, humiliating curses. You know, the works. ~_^