It's Not What You Think!
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
6,672
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own any part of the Harry Potter universe by the brilliant J.K.Rowling, and I do not make any money from these writings. This is just my stage for her characters.
Brilliant Forgetfulness
"It's not what you think!" he called after her running figure desperately. But to no avail, her body disappeared down the stairs without a glance back to his naked form.
Shit! He thought, slamming his fists onto the wall above him before leaning his head against it, his palms flat against the stone surface and his toned body shimmering with sweat from his previous exertions.
She’ll never believe me again, this is it, I’ve fucked it completely... oh why today?! She’s not meant to find out til next year... How could I make her see...
The brilliance of the thought that followed these in his mind was so dazzling he forgot his current lack of clothes and started to stride up the stairs towards the tower, only realizing upon the approach of footsteps behind him that he was completely naked. He looked and saw shadows crossing the wall behind him and decided there was still time to retreat to the classroom he had been lured into a mere four hours earlier. Oh had he known!
As expected, when he managed to make it into the room and grab his wand and robes practically incident free, the other woman was gone. He cursed himself mentally for not staying with her, there were serious questions he needed answers to before she disappeared as usual.
He sighed and resigned himself to the fact that the questions would have to wait until the next visit by the seductive wench. Unlocking the class room and checking the coast was clear before he stepped out, he ventured out only to have a hand grab his shoulder before he could even close the door behind him.
“And what, Mr. Potter, do you think you were doing in Professor McGonagall’s classroom at this time of day?”
Harry was jerked around roughly to come face to face with the owner of the snarling voice and met Snape’s glittering eyes with the usual dislike and contempt that had only built over the years between them.
Harry cursed himself.
Shit, he must have been disillusioned the whole time! I hope he didn't see me before...
This thought startled Harry so much he was jerked back to the present and the question before him. Searching his inner vaults of excuses quickly, he jumped on the first one that seemed even vaguely likely and ran with it.
“Sorry Professor Snape, I was on my way to the common room when I thought I heard something in there that warranted checking out.”
Snape did not look convinced and nor did he feel compelled to acknowledge Harry’s response either.
“Mr. Potter, since you seem so hesitant to be forthcoming with the truth and having disregarded the lessons of integrity and honour your House boasts of so frequently, I have little choice but to take 20 points from Gryffindor for your continued disobedience. I suggest you remove yourself from this area immediately before you continue to drain your house of more points.”
Harry looked murderous for a moment before gathering himself, muttering an apology to the Professor and trudging up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room with less enthusiasm than before.
A/N.
Ok this is my baby fiction, I started it 30 minutes ago and this is what poured out. I have a few idea of where I'm going, but a little warning: it may take longer than desired. Let me know what you think in any case =) LG xx
Shit! He thought, slamming his fists onto the wall above him before leaning his head against it, his palms flat against the stone surface and his toned body shimmering with sweat from his previous exertions.
She’ll never believe me again, this is it, I’ve fucked it completely... oh why today?! She’s not meant to find out til next year... How could I make her see...
The brilliance of the thought that followed these in his mind was so dazzling he forgot his current lack of clothes and started to stride up the stairs towards the tower, only realizing upon the approach of footsteps behind him that he was completely naked. He looked and saw shadows crossing the wall behind him and decided there was still time to retreat to the classroom he had been lured into a mere four hours earlier. Oh had he known!
As expected, when he managed to make it into the room and grab his wand and robes practically incident free, the other woman was gone. He cursed himself mentally for not staying with her, there were serious questions he needed answers to before she disappeared as usual.
He sighed and resigned himself to the fact that the questions would have to wait until the next visit by the seductive wench. Unlocking the class room and checking the coast was clear before he stepped out, he ventured out only to have a hand grab his shoulder before he could even close the door behind him.
“And what, Mr. Potter, do you think you were doing in Professor McGonagall’s classroom at this time of day?”
Harry was jerked around roughly to come face to face with the owner of the snarling voice and met Snape’s glittering eyes with the usual dislike and contempt that had only built over the years between them.
Harry cursed himself.
Shit, he must have been disillusioned the whole time! I hope he didn't see me before...
This thought startled Harry so much he was jerked back to the present and the question before him. Searching his inner vaults of excuses quickly, he jumped on the first one that seemed even vaguely likely and ran with it.
“Sorry Professor Snape, I was on my way to the common room when I thought I heard something in there that warranted checking out.”
Snape did not look convinced and nor did he feel compelled to acknowledge Harry’s response either.
“Mr. Potter, since you seem so hesitant to be forthcoming with the truth and having disregarded the lessons of integrity and honour your House boasts of so frequently, I have little choice but to take 20 points from Gryffindor for your continued disobedience. I suggest you remove yourself from this area immediately before you continue to drain your house of more points.”
Harry looked murderous for a moment before gathering himself, muttering an apology to the Professor and trudging up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room with less enthusiasm than before.
A/N.
Ok this is my baby fiction, I started it 30 minutes ago and this is what poured out. I have a few idea of where I'm going, but a little warning: it may take longer than desired. Let me know what you think in any case =) LG xx