The Professor

Chapter 2

“My dear Chloe, this is Frenny. She is a house elf. She will be your charge while at Hogwarts. She will show you around your sleeping chambers. Treat her well and anything you might need, please do not hesitate to ask.” Albus left her new rooms in a rustle of robes and Chloe’s eyes rested on the tiny little elf, Frenny.

Frenny was a fragile looking creature. She had brown leather like skin and large droopy ears. She wore a dish towel like a toga. Her eyes were downcast to the floor as she shuffled her bare feet.

“Frenny?” The elf’s eyes slowly caught hers.

“Yes mistress?” her voice was high and squeaky.

“Could you show me to my rooms now?” Chloe didn’t like this at all. She didn’t want a slave, just a helping hand. There were so many magical things around Hogwarts, that she did indeed need help. But she refused to allow servitude.

She followed Frenny to the chamber door and entered her bedroom. It was magnificent. A four poster bed sat on a raised level and it was surrounded by thick maroon curtains.

“All the misses things are here. Frenny put them all away, so my mistress won’t have to.” Frenny squeaked.

“Frenny, are you my elf? You are bound to do for me as I have read in books?” Chloe asked. The elf looked down at the floor and nodded to her feet.

“Then I require a few things from you if we are to be together. First, please call me Chloe…or Ms. Chloe. No more of this mistress stuff or misses. If we are live together, I will not allow formal titles. Second, never fear me. I am not a witch, so I can not hurt you. I will never strike you or cause you any pain. Thirdly, always tell me the truth. Even if it is what you know I do not want to hear. Those are the conditions of our relationship. Do you agree?” Frenny looked absolutely terrified. She slowly raised her eyes to her mistress and her fearful look was met with Chloe’s smile. Frenny smiled a toothy grin and nodded.

“Yes M…Ms. Chloe. I be doing what you ask. I wasn’t no good in the kitchen. I was always dropping things. The Headmaster come and ask me if I was wanting to work for you. I says yes. And now, Frenny is happy she did. You is a kind muggle woman. I is very happy indeed to serve you!” Chloe felt tears behind her eyes and she thanked the little elf.

“Then come then. My first class is tomorrow and I need all the help I can get to be prepared.” Chloe and Frenny worked on her course schedule for a few hours and then Chloe went to shower for bed.

She stood in the shower as the water ran over her and she thought about everything that she had learned so far. She had read a few books provided by Albus on the wizarding world , but she still had so many questions. What’s more, she still had to teach her classes. That made her very nervous. She ran over the list of the teacher’s names she could remember.


Immediately her mind raced to Severus Snape. She remembered his name perfectly. Along with his dark clothes, long hair and dark eyes. He wasn’t handsome, but he was intriguing. The way he was keeping a distance from everyone at the party made her feel sad. She had the urge to reach out and pet his cheek.


She giggled to herself. Yeah right. And as soon as my hand touched him, he would hex me into a thousand pieces.

She had a long, stressful day tomorrow. Her first class was right after breakfast. She was so nervous at the thought of standing in front of a bunch of young witches and wizards. What if they hexed her? What if they didn’t like her? What if everyone hated her class?

She just needed to relax. Her hand slid down the warm soapy water to her breast. She took her nipple in her hands and slowly massaged it. Hmmm…..The familiar tingling sensations crept over her body as her lower regions sprung to life. She let her other hand slid further down to part the folds of skin between her legs. The warm water ran down her hand and added an extra sensation. She always loved doing this in the shower.

As her middle finger drew circles around her enlarged nub, Chloe began to pant. Though doing this by herself relieved stress and desire, it wasn’t near the real thing. She had to support herself with her hand on the wall as she built up to a climax. Her hips ached to be spread apart by a man. It had been a long time after all. She imagined a man touching her, licking her and being inside of her. She felt the passion build up in her lower region and she squeezed her eyes shut and pictured a man’s cock pumping in and out of her. An image of a face flashed before her eyes as she climaxed on her hand.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, Severus Snape.

As she stood still catching her breath and enjoying the pulses of pleasure rippling through her body she was dumbstruck. Why did she see his face? Of all faces, why his? He only glanced at her at the party and besides that, there were other men she could think about.

As she continued her shower, she shook the thoughts of Severus Snape from her head. It was ridiculous. She could certainly find someone more suitable to masturbate to, couldn’t she?