Severus Snape and the Provocative Predicament

Title: \"Severus Snape and the Provocative Predicament\"
Author: MoJo
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Category: Snape/OFC
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Spoilers: General for all the books but specifically, Chamber of Secrets. No spoilers for Order of the Phoenix since I wrote this well before it came out.
Summary: Snape finds himself in quite a predicament with the new Ancient Runes professor.
Author\'s Note: For Jori, who takes me wherever she goes. This started out as a whim but took on a life of it own. Written for fun but hopefully, fun to read. Enjoy.

My Web site: http://www.mojober.com/Fanfiction

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Chapter Three: In the Depths of Dungeon Five


The following day, Snape had trouble concentrating.

He wove his way around the Potions class, peering into the cauldrons but not really paying attention to what was in them. His thoughts kept drifting to Morrigan Moran and her offer and whether or not to take her up on iHe cHe could come up with a thousand reasons to decline but only one to accept and that one seems to outweigh all the others.

It had been a terribly long time.

Snape had sworn off such matters ages ago, resigning himself to his solitary existence and profession as a teacher. He wasn\'t young and handsome like Lockhart but he wasn\'t exactly old and withered like Dumbledore either. It was just sex, after all, to humor her and her delusions. There wouldn\'t be any harm in that.

He stopped his wanderings for a moment to better focus on where they could do it. His chamber was definitely out, as was hers, for the obvious reason. Any joint nocturnal absence from school would certainly arouse suspicions so that was out as well. Snape pondered the possibilities of somewhere in the dungeons as the students were certainly avoiding them thanks to the Chamber of Secrets rumors circulating about. There, they shouldn\'t be disturbed at all. . .

\"Professor Snape!\"

Snape was immediately taken out of his deliberations by the pleading voice of one Mr. Harry Potter. His eyes flickered over to the boy, who was frantically fanning the shimmering fumes of his cauldron with great distress.

\"What is it, Mr. Potter?\" he sneered, wondering why all the other students could work quietly and Potter could not. Snape cursed under his breath as he strode quickly over to him.

\"I think perhaps. . .I might have. . . added too much fluxweed,\" Potter admitted shamefully, now coughing from the smoke. Snape narrowed his eyes as he fanned a bit of the smoke away to have a look for himself.

\"You certainly had no problems adding the correct amount of fluxweed to the Polyjuice Potion, did you?\" Snape whispered harshly. Potter\'s eyes grew wide behind his fogged glasses, which was all the proof of g Sna Snape needed.

\"How did you. . .\"

\"I figured Miss Granger couldn\'t manage it all on her own. Ten points from Gryffindor,\" Snape continued, wishing he could tack on an extra five points for the interruption. Mr. Potter knew better than to protest. He merely coughed his acceptance as Snape pinched a bit of wolfsbane into Potter\'s cauldron to calm the potion. \"Now, see if you can finish your lesson without any assistance . . .like your classmates can.\"

\"Yes, Professor Snape,\" Potter said timidly, removing his glasses to wipe them clear before continuing, thankfully, without further incident.

Annoyed nonetheless, Snape couldn\'t wait for class to be over. He had a dungeon to select.

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As promised, Morrigan Moran was released from the hospital wing late that afternoon. Lockhart, naturally, made sure he was the one to escort her to dinner in the Great Hall. He even went so far as to wrap one of his garish cloaks around her shoulders to keep her from being chilled. She kept giving Snape desperate looks but he averted his eyes to avoid any suspicion.

\"Do you feel up to making the rounds tonight?\" Lockhart casually asked Morrigan.

\"What rounds?\" Morrigan asked, furrowing her brow. She cast another desperate look in Snape\'s direction. This time, he returned it. The last he\'d heard, Morrigan was off the schedule until further notice.

\"My dear, given your most unfortunate luck with wyverns. . .and my vast expertise with them, Headmaster thought it would be best that I now accompany you, not Professor Snape,\" Lockhart explained gallantly. \"Not that Professor Snape didn\'t do an excellent job in defeating the creature, no, not at all. In fact, we should all give him a great big round of applause right now!\"

Lockhart started clapping his hands enthusiastically much to Snape and Morrigan\'s horror. The rest of the Head Table and all of the students looked peculiarly at Lockhart but did not join in. Eventually, Lockhart stopped clapping.

\"Right,\" he said, clearing his throat and smiling brilliantly at Morrigan. \"Shall I meet you by Gryffindor House then?\"

\"Yes,\" Morrigan replied reluctantly, offering Lockhart a faint smile for appearance\'s sake. When he resumed eating, Morrigan gave him a murderous look.

It matched Snape\'s perfectly.

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\"Can I interest you in a warm cup of tea?\"

Snape withdrew from the shadows at the sound of Lockhart\'s voice. Peering discreetly around a corner, he saw Lockhart and Morrigan returning from their rounds. She was still wearing his cloak which, in the moonlight, swirled in shades of amethyst around her small form.

\"You are most kind but no,\" she answered, attempting to move a few stepsy fry from Lockhart. He just stepped with her.

\"But you must be freezing,\" Lockhart persisted, reaching for her hand. He held it between both of his and rubbed briskly in an attempt to warm it. \"Your fingers are practically blue! A cup of tea is the least I can do.\"

\"I think you have done enough,\" Morrigan said, pulling her hand away. Lockhart only reached for it again. \"Professor Lockhart, please!\"

\"Please what? Please don\'t fall in love with me? I fear it is too late for that,\" Lockhart said, kissing her palm tenderly before caressing it. Morrigan made a disgusted face. \"Do tell me how I can win your heart for you most certainly have mine.\"

\"By saying good night,\" Morrigan said firmly, once again freeing her hand. \"Good night, Professor Lockhart.\"

\"Ah, I understand now. You are playing hard to get!\" Lockhart announced vivaciously. \"And I do like a challenge, Professor Moran.\"

\"Really, I am not,\" she said, shaking her head.

\"Me thinks the lady doth protest too much!\" he continued, tapping her playfully on the nose. Morrigan swatted unsuccessfully at his hand and Lockhart puffed his chest out like a peacock. \"Very well, I shall say good night but be prepared, Professor Moran! Be prepared!\"

\"Prepared for what?\" Morrigan called after him as he strutted away. \"Professor Lockhart! parepared for what?\"

\"You shall see!\" he called back just before he disappeared down the corridor. Morrigan sighed angrily and stomped her foot.

\"Be prepared,\" Snape said mockingly, emerging from the shadows. Morrigan jumped but her startled expression quickly faded away the second she saw him. Now she just looked relieved.

\"I didn\'t think. . .I wasn\'t sure. . .\" Morrigan stammered, her hands reaching out to him. Snape immediately grabbed hold of them and pulled her back into the shadows with him in case Lockhart came back. Her body brushed up against his and he felt her tremble with excitement. \"You\'ve come.\"

\"Not yet,\" Snape told her forebodingly. \"But I will.\"

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\"Here? We\'re going to do it here?\" Morrigan asked as she twirled around in the darkness of Dungeon Five. The only light came from the torches burning in the corridor and it cast strange,ckerckering shadows over them both.

\"I thought you of all people would like it here,\" Snape said as he made sure the door was secure. He was fairly certain they wouldn\'t be disturbed since not even Peeves the Poltergeist had bothered them on the way down.

\"I do,\" she answered, spinning herself toward him. She had made herself so dizzy that Snape had to catch her. Morrigan clung to him to keep from falling over before working her way into his arms. \"It\'s all dark and dangerous. Like you.\"

He spun her one final time so her back was against a wall. Snape moved in closer, pinning her body with his own. He lifted one hand up to her shoulder, his fingers gliding thoughtfully over the gastly embroidery of Lockhart\'s cape.

\"You should leave this on,\" he told her, amused by the irony of it. Snape moved his hand lower to trace the edge of her bodice and the soft swell of her breasts confined within it. \"He\'s probably planning some clever seduction right now.\"

\"With hearts and flowers and romantic verses,\" Morrigan agreed, trembling so under his touch that she had to move her hands to his shoulders just to steady herself.

\"And while he toils and troubles, here you are,\" Snape continued, smoothing his palm down the front of her dress, feeling for more of her curves. She was thin and bony but female nonetheless. He slid his hand around to the side, then turned it down. One by one, his long fingers started drawing up her skirt. \"Letting me seduce you.\"

\"You seduced me long ago,\" she exhaled in a shuddering breath as she lifted her lips to his. \"In dreams and visions.\"

Snape pulled back before she could kiss him. There were certain things he wasn\'t about to allow just yet, if at all. And that was one of them.

\"Not on the mouth,\" he stipulated as she tried again. \"Anywhere else is acceptable.\"

\"Very well,\" Morrigan sulked, lowering her lips back down. With that settled, Snape slithered his hand between her legs to resume his explorations.

He felt the silk of her stockings first, then the warmth of her skin mid-thigh. Garters. She was wearing garters. It was a pleasant surprise but not as much as the one Snape discovered when his hand ventured further upward.

Instead of finding an undergarment, Snape found only warmth and wetness. He raised an inquisitive eyebrow as he stroked the back of his fingers along her sex, her flesh quivering against him.

\"Do you always walk around like this?\" he asked, his mind nearly numb with the notion she did.

\"No. Just around you. I wanted to be ready,\" she explained, her hips pressing insistently into his hand. \"One never knows when the opportunity or the urge arises.\"

\"No, one does not,\" Snape said, feeling the urge at that particular moment. He imagined the infinite possibilities of having her \'ready\' like this.

Snape stroked her again, this time turning his hand over to better explore each curve and fold. Morrigan\'s breathing grew quite shallow amid soft moans of encouragement for what he was doing. It puzzled Snape as much as it pleased him. He attributed it to her delusions as he was, by his own admission, out of practice in the practice of sex.

\"More,\" she cried, her eyes squeezing shut against his ministrations. Morrigan\'s hips rolled over his fingers eagerly and she opened up even more. Snape continued, utterly mesmerized by both the way she was reacting and the idea he was the cause.

\"Are you close?\" he asked although it was quite obvious she was.

Morrigan nodded as her fingers slid from his shoulders and clasped onto his robes instead. Her mouth dropped open as she neared her climax, body tensing in preparation. She made one final gasping sound but before he felt any trembling start, Snape drew his hand away. Her eyes flew open instantly, a mix of fury and frustration in their dark depths.

\"Pity,\" he told her unsympathetically. She was, after all, supposed to be pleasuring him. \"Because I\'m not.\"

\"I can remedy that,\" Morrigan promised before letting go of his robes. She ran her hands over his chest, nails lightly scratching as they traveled dto tto the waistband of his trousers.

Snape found himself holding his breath as Morrigan\'s agile fingers worked to free his straining member. Each second seemed to last an eternity as she unbuttoned and unzipped. Finally, he felt her small hand slip aside his undergarment to draw out his cock. She ran a finger from base to tip, appearing to delight in his current state of arousal.

\"You\'re very well endowed,\" she said, lifting her hooded eyes to his appreciatively. \"I\'m sure many have told you that.\"

\"Not that many,\" Snape admitted although he wasn\'t sure why. It probably had a lot to do with the fact she had wrapped her fist firmly around him and was sliding it up and down. It had become rather difficult to think.

Morrigan pumped her hand faster and faster, causing the blood in his veins to race down to that area. He struggled to keep his eyes open, wanting to maintain some level of control but it was a losing battle. Already, he felt the pressure swell to the point where just a few more strokes would surely put him over the edge. Snape planted both of his hands on the wall behind her on either side of her head to brace himself for the impending plre. re.

And just as it started to peak, she stopped.

\"Now we are both close,\" she said with a wicked smile. She removed her hand and started gathering up her skirt around her waist.

\"Not for long,\" Snape replied, moving his hands off the wall so he could lift her up against it. She let out a hollow laugh as she wrapped her legs around his hips and once again held onto his shoulders. A sudden, and rather important, thought crossed his mind. \"You have taken care of. . .certain precautions, haven\'t you?\"

\"Of course,\" Morrigan said reassuringly. With that settled, he began to lower her down. She sighed as he entered her. \"Make me yours.\"

\"I shall do no such thing,\" he said, moving his hands under her thighs before pushing his way into her slick passage. Snape shuddered hard at the sensation, which reached all the way up into his brain. It was intense and incredible and he could not believe he\'d managed to go so many years without it.

\"Then make me come,\" Morrigan said as one of her hands moved off his shoulder to push the hair out of his face. She trailed her fingertips down his cheek. \"Not in visions but in the here and now. Even if we never again. . .\"

\"You\'d do well to be. . .quiet,\" Snape said, thrusting even deeper on that last word to make his point. He did not want to hear her carrying on in riddles at the moment. \"Or else I won\'t.\"

Morrigan immediately stopped her ramblings. Snape did permit her to make wordless sounds as he continued to drive into her. Lockhart\'s foolish cape slid down her shoulders as she moved above him and against the wall, her body yielding easily to his. Snape felt her legs lock around him and it wasn\'t long before she neared climax again.

\"Snape. . .Severus Snape,\" she hissed as her inner walls began to quiver. Her eyes shut tight and her mouth fell open to mark the moment, which seemed to last a good long while judging from her reaction. Snape watched enviously as she writhed in pleasure, her taut muscles contracting around him and he worked even harder to bring about his own release. His thrusts became more rapid and with one last hard push, he finally came.

Snape groaned as the spasms took over, vibrating through the lower half of his body. He buried himself even deeper within her, his cock jerking in the last throes of release. He closed his eyes, letting everything become dark until the soft scratch of her nails raking through his damp hair brought him back.

\"Now do you believe me?\" Morrigan asked, tracing her fingers down the back of his neck and across his shoulders.

Snape opened his eyes and looked at her, trying to decide whether he did or not.

\"No,\" he answered. \"But does it matter?\"

Morrigan shook her head and smiled.

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To be continued...

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