Fallen Little Angel
Fallen Little Angel
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AN: Hello. Another story
starting that I don’t have time to update for but I decided to do this little
sample of what’s to come if you’re good boys and girls and review. I got this
concept from the book I’m reading call “Nervous” by the best selling black erotica
writer Zane. This story is a fusion of the book and HP characters. Since
Severus Snape is one of my favorite misunderstood bad boys he will have the
staring role. This is an AU with some reference to OftP. I will also be
bringing in a character from the book “Nervous.” The person’s purpose will be
explained in later chapters. Even though I’m going to keep the smut to a
minimal there will be some too hot little kids scenes. This is for the older
crowd. If you’re a little 12 or 10 yr old reading this, then shame on it
all!
note: There will be slash, femme slash, and all sorts of freaky things going
on. If you’re an uptight individual then you should turn back now because it
will get ugly. Remember, no flaming! Because if you’re pathetic enough to leave
a flame, then you’ll be wasting my time and yours.
Severus has always been nervous. Especially around the people he has a crush
on. But when his wild side emerges, anything goes. But when Sevvie starts
seeking help about his problems his alter ego responds by going on a sexual
rampage. Who will win in this test of wills or will everything crumble?
if you believe that I own Harry Potter, the book “Nervous” or any other famous
fictional characters mentioned in this fic, then I've got some lovely lent in
my pocket that I can sell you; real cheap. In other words, NO, I DO NOT OWN
THEM. Fucking idiots…
if you can't tell what is thought, spoken words, narrative and notes, then you
are too stupid to be allowed to infect the human gene pool and should do us all
a favor and step into a gas chamber and take three deep breaths.
Little Angel
Hello…
Azreal or to people on the outside I’m Severus Snape. But call me Azreal. You
maybe wondering what the hell I’m talking about so let me lay it out to you
straight up front. I’m this wimp’s alter ego and n thn things. If it weren’t
for me this wanker would be having his arse kicked by the hour. I’m his
protector and the dominant one. If I wanted I would make the sniveling brat
disappear for life but I let him stay because he handles the entire daily
boring shite. The weekends are my time. Those are the days I let loose. I’m a
nymphomaniac, a freak, and a sexual fiend; and loving every minute of it. I
love to fuck. I love to suck. I love having a hard one rammed up my butt. I do
it all baby. You maybe wondering what we look like, so I’ll tell you.
yrs old. We have greasy looking jet black hair went past our scrawny shoulders.
We have a delicate thin face that is distorted with a large hawk-beck like nose
and thin rosette colored lips. We’re 5’8 and still growing. I hope. Our body is
lanky to the point of looking anorexic looking. Our face is dotted with pimples
and is pale as a sheet of paper. Our only redeeming qualities are our sexy
ebony colored bedroom eyes, gracefulness, and a voice that could charm the
panties off a nun.
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wondering how the hell can someone who looks like us ever get approached much
less laid. Heh. It’s easier than you think. They’er all the same. They all make
fun of and abuse “us” but when I take over everything changes. I have them
eating out the palm of my hand.. They all become my bitches. Meat, the lot of
them. Simple-minded cattle easily lead to the slaughter or in my case a quick
fuck. Not worth much past meat…
is Severus Snape but just call me Sevvie. I’m a 6th yr Slytherin. I
love reading spells, DADA, and potions. I suck at Charms. I loathe some other
class too but just mentioning them give me a headache. I basically have no
friends. I’m constantly bullied and harassed all he time. Especially by the two
most popular guys at Hogwarts, Sirius Black and James Potter. They were simply
gorgeous and oozed sex appeal. But they have the personalities from hell. It’s
like their life mission to make my life stink and more difficult than it has to
be. They love beating me into submission and watching me cry. They rub in the
fact that I’m weak and c sta stand up to them. Gods, they need to some
desperate chit tag aag and leave alone; I already receive enough beatings at
‘home’. My ‘father’ hates me because I’m a half-blood. A bastard mudblood mix
of a pure-blood trollop and a simpering muggle. How revolting. My mum
apparently had an affair before she married that monster I call father. She
was one month pregnant on her wedding night. Oh, believe me, Snape Sr. would
have killed my mum and me on the day I was born if it wasn’t for the fact that he
was sterile. Heh. Too much inbreeding will do that to you, asshole. He found that
out three month before I was born. He played it cool. He had because he needed
heir. Me. Every since the day I came out of the womb it’s been hell on earth
but that’s another story. Heh, I’ve always been nervous. Even when I was a kid
I had small panic attacks. I never could get close to anyone since I had no
self-esteem and self-respect. I get really nervous around guys my own age. I’ve
always been bi-curious but never acted y ury urges but by no means am I a
virgin. Let me explain. During the weekday I’m me but the weekends are HIS
time. HE is my wild side, the one who craves to be fucked. HE was the one felt
conversation was never needed, nor were games, because HE knew within five
minute after HE laid eyes on a woman or man whether HE want to fuck them or
not…
appeared in 4th yr…
do you like that little taste? Want more? I need help writing this. I want to
co-write this with someone who can work with me. R&R!! Later.