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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Category:
Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,041
Reviews:
7
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.
Bullies
His hand went up to his cheek, he could still feel that kiss as though it happened yesterday, they always say the first cut is the deepest, and that kiss had certainly stayed with him.
He had been broading for 19 years, and by merlin he wanted her back. His form became haunched over the desk as tears came flooding out of him, the result of stress, pupils making the same mistakes year in and year out and the fact that he was still alone.
...He was hanging upside down Potter asking if anybody wanted to see him take off Snape\'s pants. Nobody said anything, but that wasn\'t going to stop Potter from doing it anyway. He dragged out taking Snape\'s pants off to the greatest effect. Finally when the greying pants had been thrown into some pile of mud somewhere never to be found again (YUK!) and Potter saw Snape\'s penis. He suddenly felt embarrassed, jealous and dwarfed by Snape.
\"YOU THINK YOU\'RE SO CLEVER DON\'T YOU!!!!!\" shouted Berni, he heard a very loud THUD, followed by a scream of pain. His body suddenly made sharp contact with the ground, he quickly untangled himself from the heap he\'d got himself into. He saw the comatose form of Potter in the mud quickly sliding towards the lake!! (Mwahahahahahahahahahaa!!!!!)
\'I see what I like, and I like what I see!\' she thought inside her head.
\"We\'ve got the rest of the day off, do you want to continue with that new potion?\" she asked him as she took his hand in hers...
His crying had stopped, he gathered his marking together, quickly placing what he needed for tomorrows lessons on his desk. He wandered into his rooms rubbing the last of his tears out of his eyes and off his face. He was feeling happier now, he quickly felt his hair, he knew he should wash it, but hey it wasn\'t that far to go before summer holidays. Only a few MONTHS, it\'ll hold out.
After a few hours of reading his book he glanced up at the clock. 10 o\'clock, better get ready for bed, he didn\'t feel like wandering around the castle trying to find unruly pupils tonight. His heart wasn\'t in it!
He meandered into his bedroom and quickly took off his layers, then into the bathroom naked to relieve the heaviness in his bladder.
He climbed into bed and fell into a thankfully dreamless sleep, his mind as clear and as calm as ever.
His 6-month countdown until the end of yet another academic year was made seemingly longer by Dumbledore\'s crackpot idea that he should be the one to teach that Potter boy Occlumency, about as useful as a chocolate fireguard! Plus he had to keep remembering to place all his embarassing memories into Dumbledore\'s pensieve.
His thoughts however were now being taken up with how to get this boy learn how to control his emotions. This was, as always, proving to be more difficult than first expected.
At current he was sat in the Three Broomsticks, a drink sat in front of him. He enjoyed watching people coming and going. He saw the woman with tied up black hair enter the pub. He saw her buy the drink, he couldn\'t tear his eyes away from her. He dared a quick look around the pub, clever enough to keep her in vision out the corner of his eye. He saw how many other males had also suddenly found something more interesting than their drink to stare at.
He saw her look around the room and then making a b-line to where he was sat. \'Hey up!\' he thought inside.
\"Don\'t mind if I sit here do you?\" she asked.
\"Not at all.\"
\"Thankyou.\"
She sat there, was silent for a minute before he striked up a conversation.
\"So how come you find yourself here then?\"
\"Professor Dumbledore has for some 14 years been requesting that I take up the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, a chance appeared and allowed me to take him up on the offer.\"
\"What were you doing before now and where?\"
\"I\'m afraid that I can\'t reveal what I was doing, but all I\'ll say is that I have seen many far-flung corners of this globe.\"
She smiled, it was a lovely smile. It one that always made you smile back. \"So where are you staying?\" he asked.
\"Nowhere as yet.\"
\"I\'ve got a sofabed.\"
\"Why not looking for a lodger are you?\"
\"Not a lodger, no. More a companion.\" he started, \"So if you\'re alright with that type of arrangement then you are quite welcome.\"
She couldn\'t believe that someone was offering her free accomodation even if he was talking about, well whatever it was he was talking about.
\"Consider yourself as having a companion.\" they shook on it.
\'The Severus I know is still there then!\' she smiled on the inside, remembering something that several people had told her.
\"Your reputation only extends to your students then does it?\"
\"All I\'ll say in here is that you remind me of someone.\"
\'More than you know!\' was her reply, but she kept it locked behind her sweet lips.
He had been broading for 19 years, and by merlin he wanted her back. His form became haunched over the desk as tears came flooding out of him, the result of stress, pupils making the same mistakes year in and year out and the fact that he was still alone.
...He was hanging upside down Potter asking if anybody wanted to see him take off Snape\'s pants. Nobody said anything, but that wasn\'t going to stop Potter from doing it anyway. He dragged out taking Snape\'s pants off to the greatest effect. Finally when the greying pants had been thrown into some pile of mud somewhere never to be found again (YUK!) and Potter saw Snape\'s penis. He suddenly felt embarrassed, jealous and dwarfed by Snape.
\"YOU THINK YOU\'RE SO CLEVER DON\'T YOU!!!!!\" shouted Berni, he heard a very loud THUD, followed by a scream of pain. His body suddenly made sharp contact with the ground, he quickly untangled himself from the heap he\'d got himself into. He saw the comatose form of Potter in the mud quickly sliding towards the lake!! (Mwahahahahahahahahahaa!!!!!)
\'I see what I like, and I like what I see!\' she thought inside her head.
\"We\'ve got the rest of the day off, do you want to continue with that new potion?\" she asked him as she took his hand in hers...
His crying had stopped, he gathered his marking together, quickly placing what he needed for tomorrows lessons on his desk. He wandered into his rooms rubbing the last of his tears out of his eyes and off his face. He was feeling happier now, he quickly felt his hair, he knew he should wash it, but hey it wasn\'t that far to go before summer holidays. Only a few MONTHS, it\'ll hold out.
After a few hours of reading his book he glanced up at the clock. 10 o\'clock, better get ready for bed, he didn\'t feel like wandering around the castle trying to find unruly pupils tonight. His heart wasn\'t in it!
He meandered into his bedroom and quickly took off his layers, then into the bathroom naked to relieve the heaviness in his bladder.
He climbed into bed and fell into a thankfully dreamless sleep, his mind as clear and as calm as ever.
His 6-month countdown until the end of yet another academic year was made seemingly longer by Dumbledore\'s crackpot idea that he should be the one to teach that Potter boy Occlumency, about as useful as a chocolate fireguard! Plus he had to keep remembering to place all his embarassing memories into Dumbledore\'s pensieve.
His thoughts however were now being taken up with how to get this boy learn how to control his emotions. This was, as always, proving to be more difficult than first expected.
At current he was sat in the Three Broomsticks, a drink sat in front of him. He enjoyed watching people coming and going. He saw the woman with tied up black hair enter the pub. He saw her buy the drink, he couldn\'t tear his eyes away from her. He dared a quick look around the pub, clever enough to keep her in vision out the corner of his eye. He saw how many other males had also suddenly found something more interesting than their drink to stare at.
He saw her look around the room and then making a b-line to where he was sat. \'Hey up!\' he thought inside.
\"Don\'t mind if I sit here do you?\" she asked.
\"Not at all.\"
\"Thankyou.\"
She sat there, was silent for a minute before he striked up a conversation.
\"So how come you find yourself here then?\"
\"Professor Dumbledore has for some 14 years been requesting that I take up the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, a chance appeared and allowed me to take him up on the offer.\"
\"What were you doing before now and where?\"
\"I\'m afraid that I can\'t reveal what I was doing, but all I\'ll say is that I have seen many far-flung corners of this globe.\"
She smiled, it was a lovely smile. It one that always made you smile back. \"So where are you staying?\" he asked.
\"Nowhere as yet.\"
\"I\'ve got a sofabed.\"
\"Why not looking for a lodger are you?\"
\"Not a lodger, no. More a companion.\" he started, \"So if you\'re alright with that type of arrangement then you are quite welcome.\"
She couldn\'t believe that someone was offering her free accomodation even if he was talking about, well whatever it was he was talking about.
\"Consider yourself as having a companion.\" they shook on it.
\'The Severus I know is still there then!\' she smiled on the inside, remembering something that several people had told her.
\"Your reputation only extends to your students then does it?\"
\"All I\'ll say in here is that you remind me of someone.\"
\'More than you know!\' was her reply, but she kept it locked behind her sweet lips.