In The Dungeon Deep And Dark

In The Dungeon deep and dark – Chapter 6



On Monday morning, Georgia picked distractedly through her muesli, eating all the raisins first and flicking the hazelnuts onto the table for random owls to pick at.



“Hello Georgia, may I sit here?” a voice brought her from her reverie.



“ Oh, Justin, hi. Um ok.” She stuttered.



“I was looking for you on Saturday. I had hoped to see you in Hogsmeade.”



“Yes, I heard. I’m sorry; I was in the Hospital wing.”



“Professor Sprout said you might be there. I looked for you yesterday too. I wanted to wish you well.”



“I needed to speak to Professor Snape so I went straight to his office after I was released and went straight to my Dorm to finish Flitwick’s essay. Look Justin, I don’t mean to be rude but is this conversation going anywhere because we’ll be late for Potions if we don’t move soon.”



“No, not at all. I just wanted to see if you were alright. Terrible what happened to you, eh? Just wanted you to know, all of Hufflepuff supports you and your friends are always there if you need to talk or anything.” He blustered. Georgia couldn’t help but smile; he might be a little pompous sometimes but he meant well.



“Thank you Justin, It was good of you to be concerned.” She said kindly, a little guilty for snapping at him.





When she got to potions class, Susan was sitting with Zacharias Smith, leaving the seat next to Georgia free for...



“Hello again Georgia!” Justin said brightly.



“Hello Justin.” She replied with a tight smile. When Snape came in she looked at him with a confused expression. He was glaring at Justin as though he were a fly hovering over a perfect potion, dangerously close to ruining it.



“Today’s potion is one which is frequently seen on the NEWT practical examination. Therefore I expect you all to pay close attention. Those of you who fail to produce it to the required standard will be returning to repeat it on your own time. Begin.” He flicked his wand irritably at the board and the ingredients and instructions appeared.



Georgia was interested immediately. It was a complicated Healing draught. She would need to know it if she got into the St Mungo’s training programme. She all but ran to the student store cupboard and started work right away.



“Keen, aren’t you Georgia?” Justin asked amusedly.



“Can’t talk; working.” She hissed just as Snape walked by, making him smirk.



“Mr Finch-Fletchley, this potion does not require discussion.” He said silkily. Georgia shot Snape a grateful look as Justin returned to his cauldron. Thankfully she managed to get the rest of the lesson over in blessed silence, concentrating diligently on her work. When it got to the stage where she could leave it to simmer for 15 minutes she tidied up her work area, shooting a smug look round the class to see that she was actually ahead of most of the class for a change. In fact only Granger was at the same stage, whispering instructions and encouragement to Harry and Ron as usual. Georgia returned to the student store cupboard to collect the dried Chinese Chomping Cabbage for the next stage.



“You’re doing well today.” Said a light voice behind her.



“Hermione! Thanks. Do you need the cabbage?” Georgia said as she turned.



“Yes, after you though.” She replied. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you for a while actually”



“Really? Why?” Georgia asked, surprised.



“Well, I heard the rumours about the attack on you and Professor Snape and I think it’s really brave of you to come back to Potions class after everything.” Hermione said earnestly.



“Thanks. I don’t want to let them ruin my life. I chose to work hard to earn my place in this class, I need a Potions NEWT. I refuse to allow a bunch of deranged fugitives make my life choices for me.” She replied.



“You seem to be dealing with it well.” Hermione remarked.



“I had a long talk to Professor Snape about it when we woke up in the Hospital Wing. It really helped.”



“Professor Snape?” Hermione asked incredulously.



“Yes, because we went through it together, I feel more comfortable talking to him about it. He’s not as bad as people think you know.” Georgia defended.



“I know, he helped Harry so much he was pretty much responsible for Voldemort’s downfall. I just can’t see him as the friendly type, not like Professor Lupin.” Hermione added. Everyone knew the trio were on good terms with the returning DADA teacher.



“Not usually, I suppose but he has been there for me. He’s become, if not a true friend, certainly a confidant.” Georgia replied. Hermione gave her a strange look as she exited the cupboard.



Draco Malfoy noticed the two Muggleborns had been in the cupboard for a suspiciously long time and couldn’t resist having a dig.



“Callaghan! Been lezzing off in the closet with Granger have you?” he sneered.



“Get shagged Malfoy, the only faggot in this class is you.” Georgia quipped back, causing the others to laugh as she made her way back to her cauldron.



“Quiet!” Snape called them to order. “Ten points from Hufflepuff for profanity Miss Callaghan.”



“But Sir, Malfoy made a crude remark to her first!” defended Justin.



“Another ten for interfering Mr Finch-Fletchley; now concentrate on that amorphous glop that vaguely passes for your potion.” Snape snarled.



“Leave it Justin, I should have just ignored Malfoy. It was only a joke, right Draco?”



“Of course Georgia. How can you be gay when you’re sleeping with me?” Malfoy replied with a laugh and a saucy grin.



“You wish Malfoy.” She joked back.



“Ten minutes remain. “ Snape warned them. Georgia finished her potion, it looked right at least, and bottled it up, placing her sample on Snape’s desk and went to clear up.



“Why’d you stick up for Malfoy?” Ron asked grumpily when she passed.



“He was only joking. Not all the Slytherins are so bad and he is trying to be good. His banter is actually funny once you learn not to take it seriously.” She replied with a shrug. Ron merely goggled at her like she was mad.



“Time is upon us Ladies and Gentlemen.” Snape informed them, his voice dripping with disdain.”Those of you who are still so incompetent as to fail to produce a satisfactory potion at the standard which you are supposed to have attained after nearly seven years will receive an appointment in due time to repeat your efforts. Miss Callaghan, remain behind; I wish to speak to you about your filthy mouth.”



“Ooh! I can think of a good use for that dirty mouth.” Draco taunted and Georgia gave him the two finger salute.



“Thank you Mr Malfoy, do you want a detention?” Snape said wearily. Malfoy winked at her and sauntered out of the class. Justin hovered by her side uncertainly.



“It’s ok Justin, you don’t need to wait for me. I’m not in that much trouble.” She assured him. He shot Snape a look but quailed under his icy glare and left with the others.



Snape locked the door behind them and stalked menacingly toward Georgia.



“I’m sorry for swearing Professor. I know I shouldn’t have let Malfoy push my buttons.” She said penitently.



“Perhaps not, however I believe the boy had an excellent idea regarding a better use for that dirty mouth of yours.” He said with a smirk.



“What?!” she gaped. She had expected a telling off. Was he really propositioning her in between classes? He lifted her onto the nearest bench, kissing her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and buried her hands in his hair, moaning as he kneaded her breasts through her clothes.



“Why was Finch-Fletchley following you around today?” he asked her between melting kisses.



“Susan says he’s interested in me. I’ve given him no encouragement but I can’t reject him without giving him good reason. It’s well known I haven’t had a boyfriend and I can hardly tell him I’m sleeping with you, can I?” she replied. His kisses moved to her throat, his hands stroking her thighs slowly pushed up her skirt.



“Sir, in here? Right now?” she gasped.



“Please Georgia, I want you now.” He moaned, his kisses trailing to the valley between her breasts. His fingers trailed teasingly at the edges of her underwear.



“Mmm, yes!” She moaned. She reached out and pulled him closer, undoing his trousers and releasing his throbbing cock. He hissed as the cold air hit his flesh and went to remove her robe but she stopped him, suddenly reticent.



“I want to keep them on. Just when we’re in here. Please?” she petitioned. He realised how embarrassed she must have been when she was forced to undress in that very classroom. He imagined she must be uncomfortable at the comparison.



“As you wish my love.” He said softly, slipping her underwear off and kissing her reassuringly, keeping her mind in the present. He pushed her skirt up around her waist and slowly entered her moist channel.



“I’ve missed you.” He said, thrusting deeply into her.



“I missed you too.” She replied, panting as he filled her over and over. Her tight hot cunt drove him frantic. He had wanted to do this since she had walked into his classroom that morning. He knew her lessons with him were going to get very difficult for him.



“Say my name Georgia.” He begged as he came close to his climax.



“Severus, oh god Severus that’s so good.” She moaned, sending him over the edge and he shot his load into her, dripping onto the desk beneath her. He kissed her lovingly before slipping out of her and cleaning them both up with a quick Scourgify.



“I’m sorry Georgia, that was rather selfish of me.” He said apologetically.



“It’s ok, I still enjoyed it. Besides, you can always make it up to me later.” She said with a wink.



“We shall see.” He replied, kissing her deeply once more. “Time for you to go though. Who do you have next lesson?” he asked.



“Flitwick.” She replied. Only three floors up and in the same block of the castle.



“Tell him I gave you a lecture and send him to me if he complains you were late.” He replied and watched as his lifeline skipped out his door.