Drabbling Harry Potter
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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
18,432
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Christmas Schemes Gone Awry-SS/GW
For: Maddy Riddle
Pairing: I\'m in a weird mood... can it be Severus/Ginny?
Rating: NC-17
Plot Element:(Just one thing you\'d like to see the characters doing/feeling) They find out they love each other.
Christmas Schemes Gone Awry
Severus Snape sneered at the ginger-haired medi-witch. She looked so disgustingly wholesome in the red and white fur trimmed robes that clung to her curves demurely, in an obscene kind of way. Severus shook himself. It was beginning to bother him, what was an old man like him doing contemplating the curves of a girl like her. Severus frowned as some prurient part of his brain reminded him that she was no longer a girl, no longer his student, no longer untouchable.
He made the mistake of looking at Ginevra Weasley again. She caught his appraising gaze and had to audacity to give him a saucy wink. With a scowl, he bared his yellowed teeth at her and was amazed when she just laughed.
The girl— ‘woman,’ his inner voice corrected again— was an utter horror. Was she daft, toying with him like that? Severus smiled grimly as a plan hatched in his mind. He’d show the tease just what one got when they mocked Severus Snape. He tossed back the dregs of his firewhiskey and then slowly made his way across the hall, stalking his prey.
He ignored Headmaster Flitwick, dressed as a very short and very round Saint Nick, and came up behind the school medi-witch. Knowing that she’d never consent to actually touching her lips to his, he held a sprig of Mistletoe over her head and braced himself for the impending blow of her open hand across his face.
“Madam Weasley, I do believe you need a kiss,” he said silkily into her ear.
“Severus,” she purred his name, as if she had been happily waiting for him to ask that very question.
She turned around in the curve of his arms and slid his free arm behind her back and placed her ruby red lips against his thin surprised ones. Severus forgot everything else but for the woman in his arms. The mistletoe fell, forgotten, from his hand to the floor as he buried his long fingers into her hair. When the silence of the hall burned his ears, Severus grabbed Ginevra and pulled her out of the hall.
“I am not a nice man, Ginevra,” he said softly, stroking a callused finger over her soft cheek, “You would do well to slap me now and be done with me. I’ll only hurt you later.”
“Severus, don’t be ridiculous. I know just who and what you are,” she looked up at him with bright brown eyes and smiled a little, “I know that you are filled with more piss and vinegar than what’s good for a body but it is what makes you Severus Snape, the man I love.”
Pairing: I\'m in a weird mood... can it be Severus/Ginny?
Rating: NC-17
Plot Element:(Just one thing you\'d like to see the characters doing/feeling) They find out they love each other.
Christmas Schemes Gone Awry
Severus Snape sneered at the ginger-haired medi-witch. She looked so disgustingly wholesome in the red and white fur trimmed robes that clung to her curves demurely, in an obscene kind of way. Severus shook himself. It was beginning to bother him, what was an old man like him doing contemplating the curves of a girl like her. Severus frowned as some prurient part of his brain reminded him that she was no longer a girl, no longer his student, no longer untouchable.
He made the mistake of looking at Ginevra Weasley again. She caught his appraising gaze and had to audacity to give him a saucy wink. With a scowl, he bared his yellowed teeth at her and was amazed when she just laughed.
The girl— ‘woman,’ his inner voice corrected again— was an utter horror. Was she daft, toying with him like that? Severus smiled grimly as a plan hatched in his mind. He’d show the tease just what one got when they mocked Severus Snape. He tossed back the dregs of his firewhiskey and then slowly made his way across the hall, stalking his prey.
He ignored Headmaster Flitwick, dressed as a very short and very round Saint Nick, and came up behind the school medi-witch. Knowing that she’d never consent to actually touching her lips to his, he held a sprig of Mistletoe over her head and braced himself for the impending blow of her open hand across his face.
“Madam Weasley, I do believe you need a kiss,” he said silkily into her ear.
“Severus,” she purred his name, as if she had been happily waiting for him to ask that very question.
She turned around in the curve of his arms and slid his free arm behind her back and placed her ruby red lips against his thin surprised ones. Severus forgot everything else but for the woman in his arms. The mistletoe fell, forgotten, from his hand to the floor as he buried his long fingers into her hair. When the silence of the hall burned his ears, Severus grabbed Ginevra and pulled her out of the hall.
“I am not a nice man, Ginevra,” he said softly, stroking a callused finger over her soft cheek, “You would do well to slap me now and be done with me. I’ll only hurt you later.”
“Severus, don’t be ridiculous. I know just who and what you are,” she looked up at him with bright brown eyes and smiled a little, “I know that you are filled with more piss and vinegar than what’s good for a body but it is what makes you Severus Snape, the man I love.”