No One's Better For you Than Me

I am sorry that this chapter is sooo short but i found a good stopping place and wanted desperatly to update as soon as possible. Once again i do not own these character on the situation that they fall in to.

Chapter 2: Number 1 Crush


Number 1 Crush by Garbage

I would die for you I would die for you I've been dying just to feel you by my side To know that you're mine I will cry for you I will cry for you I will wash away your pain with all my tears And drown your fear I will pray for you I will pray for you I will sell my soul for something pure and true Someone like you See your face every place that I walk in Hear your voice every time I am talking You will believe in me And I will never be ignored I will burn for you Feel pain for you I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart I'll tear it apart I will lie for you I can steal for you I will crawl on hands and knees until you see You're just like me Violate all my love that I'm missing Throw away all the pain that I'm living You will believe in me And I can never be ignored I would die for you I would kill for you I will steal for you I'd do time for you I would wait for you I'd make room for you I'd sail ships for you To be close to you To be a part of you 'Cause I believe in you I believe in you I would die for you.
X. X. X. X.


Ginny stepped in to Snape’s privet rooms and gasped in surprise. His privet rooms where nothing like his classrooms, nothing was similar. His chambers were dark but the sent of him was carried on the air, not mold or mildew, just him and his smell of books and vanilla so strong she could taste it.


The room she walked in to was sadly not his bedroom like she had hoped but was in fact a living room, which had a single door to the right side. The living room was decorated in silver and a green so dark it was almost black. His carpets were that shade of green and his couch, which faced a roaring fire, was silver. There was also end tables on each side of the couch, on with glasses one with an ashtray. There were shelves of books that masked every inch of his walls. Except above the fire place, above the fire place were tiny knick-knacks: some metals, some potion ingredients and some were full bottles of alcohol. She dropped her bag on to the floor next to the couch.


“Wow, Severus I never knew you were so…so proud of your house.” Ginny said trying not to laugh. A smile crept in and Snape slammed her against the nearest shelf of books, some falling against them.


“You watch your attitude, or else I might have to spank you again.” Snape release her a little “You’re lucky you’re such a good fuck!” Snape whispered in to her ear, feeling Ginny’s sudden intake of air. Her skin was so soft underneath his harsh hands.


Snape kept her in his arms wrapping her legs around him as he walked her in to the next room. Ginny felt oddly at home in his arms, as if she was protected some how by his arms. She melted in to his arms, only he could prove to be this comfortable. Ginny remembered the first time carried her.


“Miss Weasley what exactly do you think you are doing?” Snape asked


“I was trying to get ingredients from the closet when another student came from behind me and stole the chair I was standing on. I was yelling for an hour before you came in here. …Can you please help me down sir?” She asked timidly hoping that he would help her, it was a long fall to the bottom of the closet.


Warm rough hands surrounded her whole waist as Snape picked her up gingerly. Ginny released her firm grip on the shelf; Snape had a hold on her so tight that she knew he wouldn’t drop her. Her feet touched the ground and instantly Ginny Turned and hugged Snape


“Thank you! Thank you I thought I would be trapped in there for days. I thought I might break a leg if I fell or died because of starvation!” Ginny released Snape from her hug. A fifth year Ginny hugged him again and ran as the clock rang and she was late to her next class.


Snape laid Ginny down on to the bed and stepped back to marvel at how gorgeous she was against his black satin sheets. Her pale skin seemed to absorb the blackness of the sheets so well that they radiated off of each other. She laid on her side starring straight at him, a smile growing once more on her perfect face.


Ginny couldn’t help but look at his bedroom. A bedroom was supposed to represents a person. A larger than king sized bed filled most of the room but here and there were other things. His dresser was a dark mahogany, eight drawers and a mirror on the top. The mirror reached to the ceiling and was longer than the dresser; the mirror seamed old as if an antique. Another door was off to the side of the bed.


“What’s behind door number two?” Ginny asked as she pointed to it.


“That’s the bathroom.” Snape sat down on the bed and Ginny rolled off heading toward the bathroom.


When Ginny walked in to the bathroom, the lights automatically came on. Inside the tiny door was a not so tiny room. The loo was set off to the side close to the sink but what took up most of the room was the tub. The tub was black marble, silvery lines going threw it almost as if the silver were its blood, and big enough for maybe five.


‘I wonder if there ever have been five people in this bath.’ Ginny’s mind raced with thoughts of Snape’s past conquests.


Snape walked in to the bathroom and passed her going straight to the tub. He turned the fancy knobs so that it was a good temperature for him and looked across the now deathly silent Ginny.


“If we have sex again, I’m going to have to clean myself off. Trying to teach little brats potions while you have dried semen on your nuts isn’t the best feeling in the world. I barely survived at dinner.” Snape said withdrawing his now pink arm from the hot water. “You should probably take a bath too.” He said as an after thought.


Ginny nodded as she moved closer to Snape. She knew he was not looking but still she nodded her consent. Ginny moved the candles resting on the tub’s edges and pushed Snape to lay back.


Snape’s body was no longer at its full attention anymore, which disappointed Ginny to no extent. But finally Ginny had a logical reason to explore Snape with her mouth yet again.


Ginny knelt and sucked Snape’s soft member in to her watering mouth. She sucked at him trying her best to keep all of him in her tiny mouth. His penis expanded and all that length wouldn’t fit in Ginny’s mouth anymore. She let it fall out and herd Snape’s moan of disappointment. Ginny leaded down closer to Snape and sucked him back in trying to swallow him whole. Snape’s hand flew to her head, forcing it up and down.


“Gin, Yes that’s it. Take it you dirty veela. Take it!” Snape’s hand continued to guide her mouth over him until finally Ginny moved away, her throat raw from his constant thrusting. Ginny using what arm strength she had climbed abroad Snape’s lap. Snape not quite recuperated from his near explosion in her mouth gasped as she thruster herself on top of him. Both cried out as the shock took over their bodies.


Snape thrusting upward trying to bring Ginny once more, also controlled her movements with his arms making her bounce on his hard member. Her tight breasts bounced lightly as she sat astride him, riding him like a broom gone wild. In this position he some how felt much deeper and somehow hit her g-spot repeatedly as he rounded her hips before starting their bounces once more. Ginny moved placing her breasts only inches away from Snape’s mouth as she rocked back and forth on his penis. Snape caught one in his mouth, smiling smugly as she pressed towards his mouth harder.


Snape trying his hardest not to come before she did, pushed his hand under her moving hips and pressed in circular motions against her clit roughly as possible. Ginny’s shoulders shock and once again Ginny was on her knees trying her best to shove him deep in side herself. Snape’s hand continued to pursue her clit. Ginny’s body rocked as she came, still trying to continue her movements for Snape, but faltered as it was to much for her to handle.


Snape continued to force his way inside her. Felling as her walls gripped him. Snape rolled over in to the water and jumped to his knees pressing Ginny to the wall trying to get a better grip. Ginny’s muscles stopped twitching only to become tighter as Snape rammed his member in to her harder and harder. Ginny’s mouth came crashing down to bite Snape’s shoulder drawing blood in shapes of little tiny teeth.


Snape threw his head back as he slammed her again and again against the hard marble tub. Snape’s hips quaked as he hit her cervix one more time coming, before falling in to the sloshing waters.


Ginny some how more tired than ever before managed to hold Snape above the water, watching as he could regained his strength right before her eyes. Snape’s eyes meet hers and quivered as he removed his semi hard penis from her deep warmth.


Snape noticing finally that Ginny was still holding him up, was wet from the top of her head to the very tempting bottom firmly sitting in the now lukewarm water. Snape’s hair too was dripping wet, and puddles around the tub told him that he might have been too violent while having sex with Ginny.

“I don’t know how you do it Severus,” Ginny breathed, “but some how you get better and better. Every time we have sex, it’s almost as if it’s new, something different, something only you can do.”


Snape nodded his head. He knew what she meant because every time he had sex with her it was new, exotic, and very different from the other times they had done it.

“Gins, can you hand me the Shampoo?” Snape asked when he finally found his voice.


“I would do anything for you Severus; you should know that by now!” Ginny said calmly.


Ginny handed him the Shampoo only to take it right back from him, she squeezed some in to her hand and started rubbing the shampoo in to his hair to make a fine lather. Snape dunked his head under the water only to resurface behind Ginny. He wet her hair with a tiny detachable shower head, and washed her hair with a gentleness she had never seen. And rinsed her hair with the same Shower head, and watched as the water cascade down her back and into the water’s surface.


‘How could she be so beautiful?’ he asked himself. Her hair now clean, Snape pushed it to one side as he poured body wash into his hands, making it lather and then washed Ginny’s back gently massaging as he washed. He noticed then the marks on her back. The scars on her back were slick and shinny with water tracing their trails. They weren’t ordinary scars they seemed to be more jagged and torn open, but then again there were new red marks and scratches on her back that seemed to worsen the older scars. The new ones seemed to be from the tree trunk he had shoved her forcefully against.


“That feels so good, please don’t stop.” She said softly. He paused and continued without a word, this made no difference to him; he wasn’t doing it because she asked! ‘No this was for me, to be able to touch her just a bit longer. To be able to touch her as if she was his, his toy his little vixen, his Ginny, makes me happier. It makes me feel less tortured.’ Snape shock his head as if he could literally force that thought out of his head. ‘No I’m doing this because I feel bad for causing her harm.’ He shook his head again.


Ginny moved away and tried to turn to him. Her body swept the water around him and she settled facing him. She too grabbed the bottle of body wash and poured it in to her hand. She smeared it across her hands evenly spread out and then washed his chest, his abs and reaching further down. Ginny washed him running her hands in to his pubic hair, and washing it clean of whatever was in there. Snape relaxed in her grip and rested against the tubs edges, leaning his head back and just feeling Ginny’s hand.


‘She wants to do it again…’said a voice in the back of his head. Snape pushed her hands away from him and pulled her to lay back against his chest. He cupped water and dripped it over Ginny’s chest.


“Please Severus don’t be cruel. I’ve waited two years for this moment, when we could be together and not worry about what others think. Or us being caught by prying eyes. I’ve been dreaming about your body since I was 15, Severus, and now you want to punish me because I’m frisky?” Ginny said pressing her lips to his ear as she whispered and then kissed his cheek, then his chin and then turned to kiss his lips.


“I’m not punishing you, but you have to remember that I’m older than you and it is a little harder for a guy to do it again and again. I’m not as young as I use to be.” Snape almost laughed at her expression.


Snape reached for the shower head and kissed Ginny roughly, holding her body turned away from him. He reached the shower head under the water, and against her lips. She twitched as the water rushed against her little clit. Snape turned the water up and watched as she melted in his hands, bucking into the running water.


“Severus, oh yes, please!” she screamed in to the empty bathroom. ‘I can give her this pleasure, if I was hard I’m sure she would be bent over that tub right now.’ He thought smothering her with a deep kiss. She kissed as if he was the only thing tethering her to sanity.


Ginny gyrated her hips both in to Snape and the shower head hoping to get Snape hard. ‘I need him so much! I just need him inside of me!’ Ginny thought franticly.


Snape continued to kiss her, feeling annoyingly horny as she grinded in to him, but no, he wouldn’t be able to have sex again… at least not for another hour or two. Ginny twitched and gasped for air as her orgasm took hold of her and her body went ridged with pleasure. Snape twisted her nipple and watched her face as it relaxed in pleasure. He kept the head on top of her as she fidgeted to get closer to Snape.


“I hate to say this, but maybe we should get out of here. I’m getting all wrinkly.” Ginny said pushing Snape’s hand away from her more delicate parts. “Besides, we both have to teach tomorrow. I wouldn’t be smart if both of us were tired for our first classes of the year.” Ginny stood out of the water and offered a hand to Snape.


Snape’s eyes followed the water trailing down her body and wished with out doubt that it was his liquid that was trailing down her luscious body. Snape pushed her hand away and came to his knees and licked the water from her stomach. He rose following the trails and until one veered off to the left towards her nipple. He kissed the water away and picked her up without any trouble. He stepped out of the tub and placed her on the edge grabbing one towel,


He dried her off starting at her feet and working up each leg, he wiped off her face and handed her the towel so she could finish. Snape grabbed another towel and dried himself off. He scrubbed his hair until it was dry, and looked at Ginny to see she as was doing the same thing. She finished and wrapped her hair in the towel as if it were a turban and stood peacefully as she watched him finish. Snape threw his towel in to a pile and walked out of the room with out any further notion to her. Ginny followed, not sure what to do now, ‘All we’ve ever done together was have sex and then he either kicked me out or he left.’ Ginny thought utterly confused. So she decided to do what she normally did after a bath.


Ginny crossed back in to the main living quarters and grabbed her bag. She had brought most of what he asked. She definitely brought her clothes for tomorrow, and her toothbrush, her brush to comb her hair, and also she brought a nice little bottle of elvish wine. Really the only thin she didn’t bring was the toys. She had none of those…here at the castle; she thought it would be inappropriate if she brought such things in to a castle full of little kids. Her wand was also in the overnight bag.


Ginny pulled the wine out first and saw two wine glasses sitting on the end table next to the couch. She picked those up with her other hand along with her bag and walked back into Snape’s bedroom. She laid the glasses on the bed showed Snape the bottle of wine.


“Remember we’re celebrating my new job.” Ginny said to his raised eyebrows. “Besides, after that I need a good drink!” Ginny grinned at Snape who sat impassive and naked on his satin sheets. He looked so right surrounded by the shinny blackness. Ginny confused as to where exactly she should put everything took her wand out of her bag and conjured a table out of no where. She placed the bottle and the cups on the table and pored each of them a glass. She handed one to Snape and kept one for herself. She sat on the bed and rolled to face him, she offered him her glass and he clinked it with his own.


“To new jobs and the people who fill them,” Snape said as he raised it to his mouth but Ginny interrupted him.


“No, this toast is to Teachers and all the secret relationships they have!” Ginny spoke.


Snape not able to have put it better himself, clinked her glass again and drank his cup in one swallow.


Ginny Watched in amazement as his throat convulsed in drinking his whole cup of wine. Snape lowered his cup and blinked at Ginny who hadn’t even taken a single sip yet of her drink.


“Professor Snape! I think you’re a lush!” Ginny said laughing at the consumption of his drink.


“No Ginevra, that’s how you’re suppose to drink a toast. Now bottoms up!” Snape tipped the drink in to her mouth only a few drops escaping out from her tiny lips. Snape watched as the drops streamed down her neck and looked convincingly like blood.


Snape’s hand retracted from the glass and Ginny took it away, her glass was completely empty. Ginny poured them another glass and they drank that one down in the same manner as before.


“You know Ginevra,” Snape said after their fourth drink each, if you don’t brush your hair out, it’s going to dry out like that.” Ginny slightly tipsy grabbed her bag and retrieved her brush. She began trying to comb her hair but gave up after the brush fell out of her hand for the seventh time.


“I give up, Screw it!” Ginny half yelled “I hate my hair!”


“Come here. You’re completely smashed. I’ll comb you’re hair.” Snape said his speech not even the littlest slurred.


Ginny did as she was told and came to sit in front of Snape. Snape grabbed the comb form the other side of the bed which Ginny had forgotten to bring with her. He pulled the Brush threw her hair soothing out the drying tangles. He moved her hair this way and that trying to make sure he had gotten out all the knots.


Ginny moaned as Snape brushed a particular spot on her neck that made every part of her body feel as if he had shocked her. He braided her hair and tied it off with the rubber band that she had around her wrist. This of course not being the first time he had ever braided her hair; he still felt a little weirded out that he knew how to do that.


Ginny sifted from one side to the other until finally she dropped on to her side falling fast asleep. Snape some what annoyed that he was now sleeping with a light weight drinker, scooted she to the top of the bed and under the sheet before he returned to his side and went under the sheets too.


Ginny rolled around to face Snape turning to the warmth of his body and snuggling around it. Snape reached his arm around her bringing her closer.


“I love you Severus Snape…” Ginny whispered in to his arm.


Snape taken aback at first did not notice the girls light snores but instead racked his brains for an answer. He didn’t seem to know what to say to her simple statement. And before he knew it he had an answer, it came out of his mouth so fast he didn’t even hear it at first.


“I love you too Ginevra Weasley.” He whispered in to her forehead and kissed gently. He only heard one thought before he fell fast asleep, ‘You prick! You’re ruining our shagging because you’re in love with her!’ And then he slipped of in to questionable dreams about Ginny and him being married, having kids and living together well in to old age.


“Ginny, I love you too…” Snape whispered in his sleep.


X. X. X. X.


Ginny woke and rolled over in the satin black sheets, groping the sheets for the man she had sex with last night. Ginny opened her eyes to the room discovering that no one was there but her. Ginny regrettably got out of the satin warmth and slunk to the bathroom. She was angry at Snape for leaving her.


"Damn it, He is so ... so damn..." Ginny said


“so damn what exactly?” Snape asked from behind her, standing in the door way leading to the living room.


“I thought you had left, so I was mad.” Ginny explained now embarrassed that she was going to call him unreliable. She just wanted to wake up to him next to her was that so horrible?


“That didn’t answer my question Professor Weasley.” Snape said he had walked across the room and was standing next to her as he finished.


“Maybe I don’t want to finish my sentence now that you’re here. Look I thought you left, like you always do. I just wanted to wake up with you beside me, holding me.” Ginny looked as if what she was saying was her ultimate dream.


“We’re not dating Ginny, you’re talking as if we’re in love and we are not in love.” Snape felt a pain shooting threw his heart, ‘She doesn’t remember. Good. It would only hurt her more if she had heard me.’


“What was last night then?” She yelled at him. Another pain shot threw him. “What did we do last night, Severus, you may not love me! But I felt you holding on to me last night I felt you holding me as close as I was. You love me, you just won’t admit it.”


Ginny dressed as quickly as she could and gathered her stuff, while Snape stood glaring at her.


“The next time you need me, don’t ask. I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man alive!” Ginny yelled as she walked out of the room and in to the living room, Snape followed.


“Yeah well, what the fuck do I care you were just a fuck and nothing else. There are thousands of other girls out there. And you know what I’m happy you’re leaving you weren’t that great of a fuck anyway. Bella Lestrange was better than you and she was horrible.” Snape screamed at her as she went to open the classroom door. ‘What are you doing you pompous asshole’ screamed a voice in his head. Snape pushed that thought out of his head.


Ginny turned around as if in slow motion.


“You fucking prick! Oh I bet she was better than me. What with that sick side of sex that you crave so much. I bet she allowed you to cut her up, didn’t she? I bet she allowed you to Fuck her ass, didn’t she?” ginny screamed until she was almost crying. “Well you know what Snape? Go fuck yourself!” She stormed off and fought not to look at him, she crossed the desk they had just made love on last night and walked straight out of the classroom. Ginny headed to her room and prayed to the gods that she didn’t see anyone. Tears streamed down her eyes and the pain seared as she came to realize that she had to teach in about a half an hour.


‘Fuck him!’ said a voice inside her head. She shook it away and laughed at how the thought in her head was the reason that she was in this predicament right now.


I will try to have chapter three up in a couple of days. am actually working on it right now. sorry again for its shortness and please enjoy the song that was posted with it!