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13thfallenangel“Severus. Ah, I see you have…company?” Ick! Malfoy Senior looks at me down his nose is utter disgust. Well, feeling’s mutual, darling…
I eye the man rather hungrily...sort of like Fluffy after he’s not been fed for a couple of weeks.
“Mm, pity I can’t be there,” Sirius adds wistfully. “I’m not feeling particularly ethical right now.”
“Gods…” he sighs. “Never going to be able to look into a fire the same ever again.”
we have phone sex and cybersex...now we have Floo sex!!! wheee!!
I somehow doubt that Snape is a morning person (mind you, for that matter is he an anytime of day person?).
Pity…bah…hope Sirius is home…
Shouldn’t say this. I know I shouldn’t. “Well, Sir, I was just trying to save you the fate of me comparing you to Professor Lupin. As you wish.”
“Shhh! Harry doesn’t know I’m here yet. Thought I could get in a bit of time with you first.”
A bit? Harry’ll be bloody lucky if he ever sees his godfather again!
Fuck the rules! What’s the point in a game if the rules can’t be broken? Bloody hell…
Am now lying back on the bed, with a deliciously desperate Sirius below me, and a needy Lupin writhing above me. One happy Hermione pancake.
All questions of precisely how friendly Remus and Sirius are have just flown out the window – turning my head to the side, resting it upon Sirius’ shoulder I am greeted by the sight of Lupin accosting Sirius’ mouth with abandon.
My, is the surly Potions Master getting all gentlemanly on me? Do my very best not to laugh at this thought.
Oh dear, Herms, that half bottle of wine in your room before coming down here was not a good idea.
A hand slams down on my open book, shoving it away from my face and pinning it against my lap. “You’ve broken school rules, Miss Granger!”
There is a small cough from behind Snape. “No, Severus. She hasn’t.” There stands Lupin and, behind him, Sirius.
“She is in the restricted section without permission!” Snape bellows at them.
“She is no longer a student,” Lupin replies, tapping at his watch. I look up at the clock on the wall and sure enough, it’s a quarter after midnight.
“Well…well!” Snape says, getting rather uncharacteristically huffy. “No one talks to me that way!”
“You’re hardly in a position to start demeaning me, Severus. Who is it that is pinned to the couch by a helpless seventeen year old girl? Really, I thought you had more power and intelligence than this!”
Ah, yes, Snape. Was ignoring you a little, wasn’t I?
And so in the end, it would look like the Great Professor Snape can be brought down by a helpless little 17 year old girl. Rather funny, isn’t it?
“Bloody hell, dunderheads! Shall I go get myself a pot of tea and the Daily Prophet or will you decide in the next hour?” Snape sneers at them. “Or perhaps, Ms Granger, you’d prefer to leave silly boys alone and let me escort you back to my quarters?”
“Well, go on then, get on with it, Lupin! It doesn’t take that long to plan the missionary position!”
Severus announces in an annoyed tone, “I am going to get a paper! Would you like a copy, Miss Granger? We could do the crosswords whilst Black pisses around.”
“No fear, Snivellus, I know precisely what I want to do with Hermione.”
Oooh, goody! “Pass on the paper, Sev, but some sort of energy potion might be a good idea!”
This angle provides for an interesting set of sensations – oh, Hermione, you sound like a bloody test book! Let me rephrase that, this angle makes me want to beg for both more and mercy!
lol, it's amusing to peek into hermione's mind while getting buggered *sniggles*
Uh oh. Why do I get the distinct feeling that if I don’t stop this promptly that I am going to be witness to at least one murder tonight? Could be because Snape is reaching for his wand…might also have something to do with that gleam in Sirius’ eye.
“May I just remind you that you hardly needed even a half of the time I allocated you and Hermi…Miss Granger!” Snape bellows, his wand now pointing dangerously low.
“And? She was more than satisfied, weren’t you, ‘Mi…” Sirius breaks off as he turns to me, only to find his best friend’s arms around me, his lips on my skin and his hips rocking gently against my rear end.
hmm, that's one way to stop snape n sirius from murdering each other O.o
“Ahem.” Sirius. Whatever. Am too happy right at the moment to give a flying Hippogriff.
“Hello?” He sounds very, very agitated.
“Black, your services are not required,” Snape hisses, his voice somewhat strained.
perhaps that is the answer to world peace? Meh, stuff world peace
i really ought to stop doing stuff like this.......meh, i'm going to make more mini squidgy rings
I eye the man rather hungrily...sort of like Fluffy after he’s not been fed for a couple of weeks.
“Mm, pity I can’t be there,” Sirius adds wistfully. “I’m not feeling particularly ethical right now.”
“Gods…” he sighs. “Never going to be able to look into a fire the same ever again.”
we have phone sex and cybersex...now we have Floo sex!!! wheee!!
I somehow doubt that Snape is a morning person (mind you, for that matter is he an anytime of day person?).
Pity…bah…hope Sirius is home…
Shouldn’t say this. I know I shouldn’t. “Well, Sir, I was just trying to save you the fate of me comparing you to Professor Lupin. As you wish.”
“Shhh! Harry doesn’t know I’m here yet. Thought I could get in a bit of time with you first.”
A bit? Harry’ll be bloody lucky if he ever sees his godfather again!
Fuck the rules! What’s the point in a game if the rules can’t be broken? Bloody hell…
Am now lying back on the bed, with a deliciously desperate Sirius below me, and a needy Lupin writhing above me. One happy Hermione pancake.
All questions of precisely how friendly Remus and Sirius are have just flown out the window – turning my head to the side, resting it upon Sirius’ shoulder I am greeted by the sight of Lupin accosting Sirius’ mouth with abandon.
My, is the surly Potions Master getting all gentlemanly on me? Do my very best not to laugh at this thought.
Oh dear, Herms, that half bottle of wine in your room before coming down here was not a good idea.
A hand slams down on my open book, shoving it away from my face and pinning it against my lap. “You’ve broken school rules, Miss Granger!”
There is a small cough from behind Snape. “No, Severus. She hasn’t.” There stands Lupin and, behind him, Sirius.
“She is in the restricted section without permission!” Snape bellows at them.
“She is no longer a student,” Lupin replies, tapping at his watch. I look up at the clock on the wall and sure enough, it’s a quarter after midnight.
“Well…well!” Snape says, getting rather uncharacteristically huffy. “No one talks to me that way!”
“You’re hardly in a position to start demeaning me, Severus. Who is it that is pinned to the couch by a helpless seventeen year old girl? Really, I thought you had more power and intelligence than this!”
Ah, yes, Snape. Was ignoring you a little, wasn’t I?
And so in the end, it would look like the Great Professor Snape can be brought down by a helpless little 17 year old girl. Rather funny, isn’t it?
“Bloody hell, dunderheads! Shall I go get myself a pot of tea and the Daily Prophet or will you decide in the next hour?” Snape sneers at them. “Or perhaps, Ms Granger, you’d prefer to leave silly boys alone and let me escort you back to my quarters?”
“Well, go on then, get on with it, Lupin! It doesn’t take that long to plan the missionary position!”
Severus announces in an annoyed tone, “I am going to get a paper! Would you like a copy, Miss Granger? We could do the crosswords whilst Black pisses around.”
“No fear, Snivellus, I know precisely what I want to do with Hermione.”
Oooh, goody! “Pass on the paper, Sev, but some sort of energy potion might be a good idea!”
This angle provides for an interesting set of sensations – oh, Hermione, you sound like a bloody test book! Let me rephrase that, this angle makes me want to beg for both more and mercy!
lol, it's amusing to peek into hermione's mind while getting buggered *sniggles*
Uh oh. Why do I get the distinct feeling that if I don’t stop this promptly that I am going to be witness to at least one murder tonight? Could be because Snape is reaching for his wand…might also have something to do with that gleam in Sirius’ eye.
“May I just remind you that you hardly needed even a half of the time I allocated you and Hermi…Miss Granger!” Snape bellows, his wand now pointing dangerously low.
“And? She was more than satisfied, weren’t you, ‘Mi…” Sirius breaks off as he turns to me, only to find his best friend’s arms around me, his lips on my skin and his hips rocking gently against my rear end.
hmm, that's one way to stop snape n sirius from murdering each other O.o
“Ahem.” Sirius. Whatever. Am too happy right at the moment to give a flying Hippogriff.
“Hello?” He sounds very, very agitated.
“Black, your services are not required,” Snape hisses, his voice somewhat strained.
perhaps that is the answer to world peace? Meh, stuff world peace
i really ought to stop doing stuff like this.......meh, i'm going to make more mini squidgy rings
