A Lesson He'll Never Forget

I do not, nor do I claim to, own any of these characters or locations. They belong to J.K. Rowling and I just give them my own little spin. They have entered the world of Deirdra and I just let them stay for a bit and experience life on my side of the reality line.

Notes : This is the first part in a three part series. I’ve revised the story and separated it into sections instead of the previous format I had it in. Hope it’s a little better than it was.

Lesson 1 : Snape's Mistake

Severus/George

NC-17

Notes : This is the first part in a three part series. I’ve revised the story and separated it into sections instead of the previous format I had it in. Hope it’s a little better than it was. Oh, and I don't own any of the characters within.

It was a warm day, and George was laying under his usual tree out by the lake, attempting not to think about his next class. Potions. His eyes were closed, happily drowning in silence, when he was all of a sudden jolted by someone. He opened his eyes to see his twin Fred grinning.

"Gonna sleep all day then? I don't think Snape would like it very much if you missed Potions."

George shuddered at the thought of an angry Severus. "You may be right Fred, we should probably get going," he said as he gathered his things and stood, waiting for Fred to follow along to the dungeons.

"Ugh! I hate potions!" Fred muttered a bit loudly as they walked through the door of the potions classroom.

"Keep your voice down!" George hissed as he glanced up at Severus who had watched them enter.

"Secret boys?" Severus sneered as they sat down.

"Of course not Professor," Fred said in his normal, taunting tone.

Severus then proceeded to start his lesson, rambling on about ingredients for some potion, which gave the twins a few minutes here and there, when he wasn't paying attention, to exchange words. Every time he looked up, they would chuckle lightly and go back to their cauldrons. What George didn't know, was that Severus hadn't watched them enter, he had only been watching George.

|o|

Severus sat at his desk, waiting for the students to arrive for class. He glanced up as they filed in slowly. As more of them entered, he went back to what he had been previously doing, daydreaming. Not something he was likely to be doing, but something, no- someone, had been catching his attention lately.

He looked up as he heard the Weasley twins, not even bothering to notice Fred. A slight flutter began in his stomach and groin. It was George he had been daydreaming about, lusting over. He knew they must be talking about him and smirked slightly as he spoke, watching George take his seat. The slight stirring in his groin began again, which would have been embarrassing had he not been behind his desk.

Most of the lesson was taught from behind his desk, he just couldn't help watching George. Half of the class he didn't even know what he was talking about, his only hope was that the students did.

Needing a chance to think, he gave them an assignment to keep them busy and went back to his daydreaming. But this time, the object of his affection was in his view, and that made it even harder to control himself.

|o|

George looked up at Severus as he dismissed them, catching his eye and hoping he didn't stop him.

"Let's go George. Quidditch practice," Fred said almost lazily as he rose from his seat.

"Right....Quidditch," George replied, eyeing Severus as he said this, never breaking eye contact.

"Mr. Weasley, I would like to see you before you go," Severus said.

Of course Fred chimed in with, "Oh, but Professor, I haven't done anything.........yet!" he said, chuckling at his comment and the sour look it put on Severus’ face.

"I meant George you insolent git!" Severus said shaking his head and scowling as he turned back to George, "I would like a word please," licking his lips some as he said it.

George swayed a bit as he noticed the look on Severus’ face.

Terrified he said, "Alright," and put his bag back down before looking at Fred.

Fred, taking a hint from his twin, said "I'll be right outside if you need me, George." He winked at him slightly then turned to go.

|o|

Severus was relieved as the class was coming to an end, that meant he could have some time to himself to come up with more things to do to- He barely heard the boys speak, but he noticed George as he got up to leave. Just the way the boy moved aroused him.

He watched as they spoke about Quidditch practice. Even the mere thought of George sweaty turned him on again. Severus let out a low moan that no one heard and licked his lips.

He had to get George alone, but what would he say? I fantasize about you? He could never say that. He decided to make up an absurd story about a missing ingredient from his cabinet, and blame George.

"Mr. Weasley, I would like to see you before you leave," he said in an almost seductive voice.

But how to get rid of Fred? Then it hit him.

"That won't be necessary Mr. Weasley," he said to Fred. "He'll be safe here with me, I don't bite." He smirked and ran his tongue over his lips once again. "Run along and tell Mr. Wood that he'll be late."

He then all but shoved Fred out the door, shutting it with a bang behind him.

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Fred walked out the door and turned back just as the door was slammed in his face.

"Well! That wasn't very nice!" he said as he walked down the corridor that led out of the dungeon.

He happily walked through the castle and out the huge oak doors in the Entrance Hall, feeling the warm breeze and loving the fact that he would soon be on his broom without a care in the world.

Fred walked down to the Quidditch Pitch, and into the locker room, where he found Wood waiting like an uppity cheerleader with his hands on his hips.

"You're late!! Where the hell is George???!!!"

Fred looked Wood straight in the eyes and tried not to laugh. "Well Miss Priss," he said, chuckling a bit when Wood's face went scarlet, "Snape held him after class."

At this Wood went into a rant, "He held him after?!! Doesn't he know he has practice?!! What the hell is going through that man's head?!! What did he hold him after for?!!" He stopped suddenly glaring at Fred, he had been pacing the locker room during his rant.

Fred couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Keep your panties on!!" he said, grinning as Wood moved closer, about to snap.

"I wear boxers, thanks,” Wood said. “Why did he hold him after anyway?” He eyed Fred, waiting for an answer

"Actually Oliver, now that you mention it, he didn't say," Fred said with a confused look on his face. He began to wonder what Severus would want to get George alone for.

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George looked at Severus as he slammed the door. "What did you need to see me about?" he asked nervously. He couldn't help but notice the way Severus was moving, almost as if he was trying to seduce him.

As he waited for Severus to answer him, he got anxious about being alone with him. "I haven't done anything, I swear!!"

Severus eyed him curiously. "Well Mr. Weasley, an ingredient or two have gone missing from my cabinet, would you happen to know where they went?" he said knowing full well George had no idea what he was talking about.

George blinked. "Sir, I have no idea!" He was getting very uncomfortable at how close Severus was to him. "Maybe Malfoy took them." He then realized what he had done by saying that. "I'm sorry Sir!!"

George fell to the ground as he was back handed. "I didn't mean it!" he said, rubbing his face where Severus’ hand had so brutally made contact.

As he mentally searched for an apology that would cause his professor to back off, he suddenly became angry. "Dumbledore will hear about this," he said angrily. And as the words came from his mouth, he already regretted saying them.

|o|

Severus’ lips curled into a smirk as the door shut. Slowly, he moved towards George, as if he had been waiting and practicing for this moment his whole life. He explained about the fabricated missing ingredients, slightly brushing up against the red headed boy and watched him closely. Just the way he reacted when he was nervous, the expressions as he tries to defend himself against a false accusation. These were all enough to stir his groin again.

He faintly heard George accuse Draco as he stared at him, which caused him to lose all his sense. After knocking George on the floor he held his hand in the other, massaging it as he looked down at the boy he had just hit.

"You have some nerve speaking about Draco like that! A young man with a respectable family, such as his, would have no need to rob me of my ingredients!"

Severus just about came to his senses and was about to help him up, a softer look now showing on his face, when George threatened to go to Dumbledore. It was more than he could take.

He bent down over the scared boy, sneering, and said, "Oh he will, will he?" He smirked a bit as he said this, knowing that Dumbledore would never believe he had struck a student.

Severus grabbed George by the shirt and threw him up against the wall. "You'll learn to think before you speak next time, boy."

He then crushed his lips against the twin’s violently, forcing entry into his mouth with his tongue, as George struggled to get away. Getting even more aroused at the struggle, he ripped George's robes from him and threw him towards his desk.

"And now for your lesson, Mr. Weasley..."

He smirked as he began to walk toward the cowering boy.

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As Fred rode his broom he looked around the pitch and beyond for George. He was so busy looking for his twin that he was hit by a bludger and almost knocked off his broom. He cursed as Oliver hovered beside him.

"What's your deal today Weasley? You should have seen that!"Oliver shouted.

Fred glared at him slightly. "Nothing," he said as he touched down, watching for any sign of George.

|o|

George struggled and tried not to kiss back. He had always been strangely attracted to Severus, something he would never even admit to himself.

"Get off me!!" he said, pulling back from the kiss red faced. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" George shouted as he stared wide eyed.

He glared as Severus told him to ‘think before he speaks’ and reached out to hit him as the older man ripped his robes from him and threw him toward the desk.

"What are you going to do to me?" he asked shaking.

As Severus undressed and walked toward him he felt his stomach lurch. ‘Oh no,’ he thought to himself. George backed away quickly and turned, tripping over the desk, and landing face down in a pile of papers.

"Ah, just how I wanted you," Severus said, removing the rest of his clothing and running his tongue over his lips once again.

George whimpered as his clothes were torn from his body and he was leaned over the desk.

"If you cooperate, this may not hurt. Too much," the professor said as he smirked.

The red-headed twin winced as his potions master grabbed his hips and slammed into him brutally, bending down and biting his neck. Turns out Severus does bite after all.

|o|

He watched as George fell over the desk and grinned, knowing that would make it easier for him to have his way. As he tore the clothes from him, he made sure to rub his hands against the young Weasley boy's firm body, shivering and becoming even more aroused.

Moaning under his breath he leaned him over the desk again. He groaned loudly as he thrust into him, pulling his hips back and leaning down to bite him.

"Oh George, you don't know what I've been missing," he said, thinking to himself that he should have done this so long ago.

Moaning loudly he thrust again, listening to the whimpers of the young man being violated by him. Overjoyed at the sight of tears in George's eyes, tears he put there, that he caused, he ran a hand up George's back and watched him shiver.

At the sight of this he could take no more, he had to stop taking his time. With this thought, he grabbed George's hips again and thrust repeatedly. Each time he went deeper and harder, pulling him back by the hips.

Severus groaned loudly as he released inside him, he closed his eyes. He had never been so satisfied in his life.

|o|

George tried to hold back the tears. The pain was almost unbearable. He couldn't believe this was happening to him, that Severus was doing it! He yelled out in pain, whimpering as Severus slammed into him again. ‘At least he's going slow,’ he thought to himself.

He felt a small surge of pleasure as Severus touched his back and moaned lightly. Then his worst nightmare came true. As if he had read his mind, he began slamming into him harder. George wanted to cry out, but he figured this would make things worse. Instead he bit down on his lip hard, drawing blood, as the tears flowed from his eyes.

‘Please just make this end,’ he cried out in his head.

As he felt Severus shake and release inside him, he felt a small ray of hope that it may be over. George lay perfectly still, as if he were prey hiding from a hunter.

"Did you enjoy that Weasley?" Severus asked him as if not caring for an answer. George just nodded, hoping it would get Severus away from him. "Good," he said then threw him aside. "Get dressed and get out," he said as he tossed him his clothes.

George quickly dressed, grabbed his bag, and headed for the door.

"Oh and Weasley," he heard the professor say as his hand touched the doorknob, "This never happened."

George felt like hitting him, but he kept his cool. "Of course not Sir," he said then walked out the door, running into Fred.

"Where the bloody hell have you been? Oliver's been PMS-ing. You'd think it was him that had gotten held after."

George looked at his twin and forced a smile. "You don't wanna know," he said as he walked down the corridor to safety, somewhere without Severus.