Another Normal Day...

WARNING: This story is NC-17, if you are under 18 or are offended by sex, then stop reading now. This story also deals with rape. It is in no way meant to promote the idea of rape, which is a cruel and violent crime. It is simply a work of fiction that came out of my twisted and warped mind.

Please, be kind and gentle. This is my very first (successful) attempt at writing an NC-17 story, I don't mind feedback, but keep your flames in your lighters please (I don't mind you telling me you don't like the content, but you have been warned about it.)

Insert Standard “anti-lawsuit charm” here. (that means I don’t own HP MM SS HG or anything you may recognize…they all belong to JKR and I’m not making a thing off of this…except perhaps a few enemies.)

Another Normal Day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
By: Amanda (adami) Rose

He stood in a small alcove right outside her private chambers door, trying to get up the nerve to go and knock on it. *What if this doesn’t work? What if she calls your bluff? What if she’s not alone in there?* he thought to himself as he stood in the darkened corner, a firm grip on the bag of equipment he had brought with him. *you might want to just leave now before you cause any more trouble. People already hate you for what you were…are. You’re a Death Eater. If this gets out, you’ll have your soul sucked before you can say Azkaban* he heard the little nagging voice that was his conscience telling him. He quickly pushed that voice away though and steeled himself *You are a Slytherin after all. And a Death Eater. You have done worse than this in your sleep* with that reassuring thought he slung his bag over his shoulder and stepped out of the shadows.

His imagination flared up and he had a sudden flash of the image of Minerva McGonagall tied spread eagle to her bed, begging him to untie her, and he felt a warm and familiar tingling below his belt. He reached down and rearranged his growing hard on. *I’m damn tired of wanking off to these thoughts* he thought to himself *And besides, she owes it to me* was his last thought before he reached up and knocked on her door.

Minerva McGonagall opened the door wearing a simple loose fitting long sleeved emerald green blouse tucked into the wasteband of her black slacks. She had a pair of flat slip on shoes on her feet and her hair was pulled back into a pony tail at the nape of her neck. “Good evening Severus, what brings you here at this hour of the night?” She asked, surprised to see him at almost midnight.

“Well, I wanted to speak with you. It’s rather important and can’t wait until morning.” He said, inclining his head slightly. “I do hope I’m not disturbing you. I know what a night owl you tend to be.”

“Of course you’re not disturbing me. I was just having a glass of wine and reading my latest edition of Transfigurations Quarterly.” She said, stepping aside to allow him to enter. “I was just beginning an article on Cross Species Plant transfiguration. Quite interesting really. So, what can I do for you this evening.” She said, leading him across the livingroom to the couch by the fireplace.

He sat on the couch closest to the end table with her wand on it, and when she turned around to move a throw pillow out of the way he quickly picked up her wand and stowed it in his sleeve unnoticed by Minerva, who had just seated herself on the other end of the couch. “That Minerva is precisely why I am here. To let you know exactly what it is you can do for me.” He paused. *well this is it. No turning back now* “ and to let you know exactly what I can do to you if you choose not to give me what I want.”

“What the hell are you on about Severus? Have you finally lost your mind? Would you like me to fetch Poppy or Albus for you?” Minerva said, looking at him concernedly. She made to get up from her seat and go to the fireplace to call the headmaster when Severus suddenly stood and grabbed her by her arm.

“I don’t think you want to speak to me in that tone Minerva. Especially since I have some rather incriminating evidence about what you get up to with a certain Head Girl during your ‘extra credit’ lessons. . I suggest you shut your mouth and listen to my proposal if you don't want the entire staff, and the board of governers to know what it is you get up to you filthy gap lapper.” He said stepping very close to Minerva, who went for her wand, only to remember that she had set it down on the table on the other end of the couch. “How dare you speak to me like that Severus! I’ll have your arse in Azkaban for this!” she said, wrenching her arm away from him and heading towards the table that previously held her wand. Not finding it she made for the fireplace again only to have Severus grab her by her pony tail.

“I don’t think so Minnie, you are not going to ruin this for me!” he said, pulling his wand out of his other pocket and casting a couple of rather complex silencing and privacy spells. “There. Now we won’t be disturbed.”

“Look Severus, if you let go of me now I’ll forget this ever happened, and things can go back to the way they always were.” She said, straining against his firm grip on her hair.

He pulled her hair even harder at her statement, and put his wand away with one hand and then proceeded to grab her right breast with the now free hand. “I don’t think so Minnie. But I will tell you what I do think. I think you know exactly what it is I want from you. And do you know what else I think? I think you’re going to give it to me. If not to save your own pretty little ass” He said, rubbing his now very hard cock against her buttocks. “then to save that pretty little sex kitten of yours from the humiliation of being caught with her pants down, so to speak.

Minerva fought back both the tears and anger that was threatening to overwhelm her. It wouldn’t do for her to cry or yell when in this particular position. *he wouldn’t actually go through with this would he?* she thought to herself, trying to figure out a way to get out of her current situation.

“there’s no need to cry Minnie. Where’s that Griffindor courage of yours gotten off to? It’s only a little fuck. I know you know how to do that. I have afterall seen you do it many times with that cute little toy of yours in the room of requirement you know.” He said, wiping at one of the tears that had escaped her eye.

At hearing this she swung on him, as best she could considering he had a very tight grip on her hair. “You bastard death eater” she yelled, allowing her pent up rage to surface. He whipped her around by her hair and yanked hard. “I don’t think I like your tone there Miss McGonagall. You would do well to watch it, considering the position you are currently in.” he said, slapping her face hard a few times to punctuate his statement. “Now, I think it wise that you cooperate with me, before I get really angry.” He said tracing the hand print that was now forming on her cheek. “I don’t want to hurt you you know, I just want to fuck you.”

“If I…If I do this, you’ll give me whatever evidence you have?” she asked, her voice wavering slightly in defeat. “Now minerva, how stupid do I look? If I give you that evidence, what’s to stop you from going to the headmaster? Or worse yet the Ministry about what we’ve done here tonight?” he asked with a scornful tone. Shaking his head he continued “No, I think I will be keeping the evidence with me. But I will promise you this; If what happens here stays here, then the evidence stays exactly where it is. Safe and sound from prying eyes.”

“How do I know I can believe you? How do I know you won’t go to the Ministry with anyway?” she asked, her voice hardening.

"You don't, but I've never lied to you in all the time I've known you, so why would I start now?" He said simply.

Minerva thought about this for a minute, * would he really go to The Ministry with this, would he really tell the staff? Could she really allow herself to be violated in this manner?* the answer was yes, yes he would go to The Ministry, and yes she would have to allow herself to be violated, if not for her own career, then for Hermione, who was already a bit of a misfit in the school due to her bookish nature. If they found out she was the Transfigurations Professor’s lover, she would be ostracized forever. "Fine, but make this quick, I don't want to have to look at you any longer than I have to" she said finally.

"Good, I'm glad you see things my way." He said, a broad, sadistic smile forming on his face. "So…" he said letting go of her hair and turning her around to face him again. "I think that you're a little over dressed for this occasion. Let me help you with that problem" he said, reaching down and picking up his bag, and reaching into it, keeping his other hand firmly around her bicep to keep her in place. "I think these will help." He said, pulling out a pair of scissors, he began to cut down the front of her blouse, while she just stood there, her face a mask of stone. “Such a waste of good fabric. I must commend your choice of colours though Minerva. Very Slytherin of you.” He said as he pulled her now open shirt out of the wasteband of her pants and gave a good hard tug to finish the ripping, exposing her undergarments.

"I think you're going to like this. Now, bring those pretty titties of yours into the bedroom. I want to be comfortable while I fuck you." he said, heading towards the bedroom, and motioning for her to follow.

She followed him, wondering just how far he would take this, and why he had gone off the deep end. "Listen, I don't take a contraceptive potion. I have no need for one." She said, hoping to dissuade him from what he was about to do, knowing in her heart that it wouldn’t, what with his being a potion’s master and all.

“Don’t worry Minnie Girl. I do take one. And besides, I thought of everything.” He said setting his bag down once again and rummaging through it for something. He pulled out a small vial labeled Contraceptive Potion. “Now be a good girl and come here and take your medicine” he said motioning her toward the bed.

Minerva sat down on the edge of the bed, her shirt hanging off of her shoulders. She only barely flinched as he groped her tits again, this time moving down along her stomach, almost coming to her pubic region, but stopping just above it. He pressed the potion bottle into her hand “Drink.” He said, motioning to the bottle in her hand. Minerva looked at the bottle in her hand and decided that it was probably best not to further anger Severus, as she had no wand and the spells on her quarters could only be lifted by him. She un-corked the bottle and drank it down in one gulp, grimacing at the taste of it. She vaguely wondered to herself why potions always had to taste so nasty, but soon her mental evaluation of the art of potions making was interrupted.

"Now My Dear Professor, I think it's time for a little face fucking." He said, grabbing her hair again. "Come on, get that mouth over here." He undid the front of his pants with the greatest of ease, and pulled his rock hard member out of the confines of his underwear.

Minerva noticed a drop of pre-cum forming on the tip of his penis. "I will do no such thing!" she stated firmly, trying to move away from him.

"Oh come now, you don't want me to broadcast your little sessions with Miss Granger to the entire Wizarding World now do you? If you don't, I suggest you get that pretty mouth over here, and suck." He said, his tone becoming more menacing. "Now, open wide." He said, urging her head towards his cock. "and don't make me remind you how much hurt I will cause if you bite me." He said, grabbing a large hunting knife out of his bag.

As her lips parted to protest, He pushed his stiff penis into her mouth. He pumped his hips back and forth, forcing her to take his entire shaft into her mouth, making her gag. Her eyes welled up, as she threatened to throw up on his dick. "Don't you dare puke on it bitch, I swear you'll lick it off if you do." He said, thrusting into her mouth even harder.

"Isn't that just the best cock you've ever tasted?" he asked, pushing her face down onto his shaft. "I bet you just can't wait to get it inside of you" after a few more thrusts, he pulled out of her mouth, and yanked her up on the bed. "Now, lay still, and spread your legs."
Minerva couldn't help crying at this point, tears spilled from her blue eyes and down her cheeks. "Please don't do this, I'll give you anything, just please stop" she said, sobbing.

"you're right, you'll give me anything, and what I want right now is your pussy. So spread your legs, and lie still." He said, throwing her head against the pillows.

He reached for his knife, cutting up the inside pant leg of her pants. Cutting all the way up to the crotch, and back down the other side, he cut the legs off, and then cut the waistband. Now the only thing hiding her body was a pair of black satin panties. And the matching bra.

As he looked at her almost naked form he shook his head "tisk tisk, these aren't very professorly knickers you have here” he said, pointing with the tip of his knife at her panties. "I guess they'll just have to go then." He said, taking the knife to the waistband and cutting them off in one quick move to expose a soft mass of curly brown hair. "my, my, my, I see the carpet doesn’t match the drapes."

"Fuck you!" she said with venom in her voice.

"Why thanks for the offer, I think I will." He said, rubbing the head of his cock on the soft mound of hair. Gripping her hips tightly he thrust into her in one violent move. All Minerva could do was cry out in pain, and try to relax her muscles.

He started pumping in and out of her as fast and as hard as he could. "Jesus woman, you have the tightest snatch I've ever fucked." He growled. He kept pumping as fast as he could, his breaths coming in short gasps, his movements became more erratic as he neared his orgasm

Just before he came, he pulled out of her. "roll over. Come on, don't take so long. Roll over and show me that sweet ass of yours." He said, slapping her bare bottom as she moved. "That's a girl. You know what's coming next, don't you? You're going to get fucked up the arse." He said, his voice eerily calm, considering that he was about to butt-rape his Deputy Headmistress.

"Please, don't do that. I've never done that before. Please." She said in between sobs.

"Sorry Minnie Girl, but it's going to happen. I can't pass up an opportunity like this, you understand, don't you." He asked simply. "Now, I need you to relax, I don't want this to hurt. Just give yourself to it. Don't try to fight it. It will just make things worse for you. You understand?" he said, grabbing the bottle of lubricating potion he brought with him. He applied a generous amount of lube to his cock, and then went to put it on her puckered little hole, when she jumped. "now that's not relaxing Minnie Girl. I need you to do that OK. I am going to put lube on your arsehole, it will make this easier. Please relax, I don't want to hurt you, OK?." He said in her ear.

She shook her head and went completely limp.

"That's a girl. Now hold on, here it comes" he said, pushing the tip of his cock into her puckered little anus.

Minerva instinctively tightened her muscles when he pushed into her, causing excruciating pain. "Oh God, Take it out, please. You're going to kill me. Please Stop!" she screamed, tears running down her face.

"Oh Min, I can't stop now, just relax and it will be all over soon." He said pushing farther into her.

Once he was all the way in, he started to pump her asshole with his cock, slowly at first, but picking up speed as he went along. Finally his breathing came in short gasps, and she felt him spasm and shoot his hot seed into her asshole. "Oh God Yes. Here it comes. FUCK! Ugh!" he said, as he shot his load. "Gods Minerva, you are one amazing fuck. I wish we had done this under different circumstances" he said pulling out of her now stretched butthole.

He laid down beside her on the bed, and pulled her sweat soaked hair off of her face, and looked into her blue eyes. "I'm sorry it had to be this way, but you have been nothing but a cocktease since day one. Let me help you to the bathroom." He said gently.

"NO! just get the fuck out of my quarters you sick fuck." She screamed, clawing at him with all her might.

He did the only thing he could do, he collected his things, pulled up his pants, and pulled out his wand. “Very well Minerva. Your wand will be on the table where you left it. I’m sorry, but I have to do this.” He said, looking down at the crying form of the Transfiguration Professor “Obliviate.” He set her wand on the table where he had picked it up just an hour before and left her quarters in search of his own dungeon retreat and a hot bath.

Minerva sat crying on her bed one minute, and the next thing she knew she woke up to the sound of her alarm going off, signaling that it was time for her to get up and get ready for to get up and ready for another day of teaching at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

After showering and getting dressed she made her way to the great hall. As she was coming down the stairs that led to the entry way she noticed that she was no longer alone.

"Good morning Minerva, did you sleep well?" he asked smiling at her
"good morning, and truth be told, no I didn't. I had strange dreams all night" she said, continuing on to the great hall.

"That's too bad, maybe I can help." He said grinning at her.
"No, that's OK. I think I'll work this one out on my own. But thanks for the offer." She said, as they reached their seats and sat down for breakfast to begin yet another normal day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

End

A/N: I’m so sorry all. I really do love the character of Minerva McGonagall, and I really do not think that Snape would do something like that but the idea was there and it wouldn’t go away, so I had to write it down.
And yes I realize that Minerva seems a bit less herself in this…but wouldn’t you be something rather shocked if someone you thought you knew decided to do something like that to you? I blame her behaviour on two things 1) she wants to protect Hermione (yeah, I know that side plot is unlikely too) and 2) she was in an extreme state of shock at her co-worker/friend doing something like this to her.
And again, I in NO WAY condone the despicable act of rape. Nor do I feel that rape is something that the perpetrator should get away with. I feel that very nasty and not nice things should be done to rapists and I will leave it at that.