Bet... He's Probably So Done With Life He Just Wanted Nagini To Bite Him Asap XD

Bet... He's probably so done with life he just wanted Nagini to bite him asap XD

heyyy op, i read that you were also just as gay for lee young ji so i was wondering if you had any fanfictions of hers that you've read??? fresh youngji fan here and i'm deprived of imaginations for her

Ack :"3 no sadly.... I dont really read fanfictions with her being a character aha~ I only like her music and that's that... But if you do find one thats good I'm open to reading it and would love to keep contact with you, if I do (suddenly) feel like reading one 😅

This shyt made me cry at 3am...

Sometimes Severus comes up to Minerva. Right up behind her when she's busy. He'll stand there for a good minute as she works on marking assignments and cursing the boy's youthful energy and brilliant eyes- both of which directly responsible for his finishing his work in half the time it takes her.

"What is it, Severus?" Minerva sighs. Might as well get the obligatory nonsense over and done with, she was due a dose of Severus's antics by now (Merlin forbid he go more than three days without bothering her with nonsensical questions or infuriating wit).

"Am I ugly, Minerva?" he asked. Never there was a being with such innocence in their voice.

Minerva took a moment to take in a breath and silently call on all her patience and all her strength. "Yes, very." Her tone was blunter than the knives used to decorate at Halloween- an incident with some particularly idiotic third years had them ban anything sharper than the corners of a book during the Halloween celebrations.

Severus gasped as if stabbed. "What? Minerva, I thought we were friends!"

Minerva snorted. "Any time we interact, it's completely against my will."

"Minerva! you lie so shamelessly it shocks me." Severus made as if to swoon, a hand clutching the right of his chest.

"You must be shocked; your heart isn't where it should be."

Honestly, Minerva had to admire the fact that the insolent little kitten did not falter in his dramatics with her pointing out the key flaw in his act. If anything, he seemed to be encouraged.

"Ay! The pain of the shock, it has spread throughout my chest! Ah, I cannot breathe!" Severus swayed on his feet, leaning against the chair that Minerva was sitting in. "Oh, how your lie shocks me!"

"Well, then, you had better tell me what exactly I lied about," Minerva said briskly, "before you gasp all the air out of your skinny little lungs, laddie."

"You said," the boy said, a sudden glint in his eye and none of the apparent weakness, standing to face her and one of those long, delicate fingers pointed straight at her, "you said, that our interactions are without your will."

"That is no lie, what part of this looks like it's my will?" Minerva replied, knowing full well she wasn't going to appreciate the cheeky answer Severus had prepared for her.

"Why, the part where you remain for my company, mother," Severus replied, his voice light. "Surely, if you didn't want this, you would have, in your infinite wisdom, simply have employed your great power and assumed your famous feline form and just walked away from me."

Minerva fought her smile. His cheek was infuriating while his logic impeccable. "Perhaps I am simply conversing my energy, you arrogant wee rascal."

"You? Too lazy to avoid a nuisance?" Severus scoffed. "Minerva, you wound me. Don't you know how I know you? You've done much more to avoid the mildest of annoyances, do you truly think I believe that you are here against your will merely to converse your energy?"

Minerva let him see the flicker of a smile disgusted as a smirk, letting the bothersome raven have a little treat for his cleverness, hinting to him that he had essentially won this particular argument. "At my age you no longer have the patience to waste on annoyances. You learn to value your peace. You will understand that some day, I hope, little one."

"And if I die, my hair still black and my skin still smooth?"

Merlin, did the child have a turn towards the morbid. Minerva ignored the voice in her that told her that this would have been a retort of her own had she been in a similar conversation.

"Then you'll die a fool."

"A fool, perhaps, but my funeral will be the biggest," he replied, moving to sit on her desk and grabbing the biscuit jar. Minerva intercepted, lifting it from his grip and replacing it with a towel. His protests died in his confusion at the towel, and Minerva huffed and began to wipe his hands as if he was a child. She did not trust him to correctly clean his hands after handling goodness knows what when experimenting with his potions and she didn't care if he knew it.

"Aye, and how did you figure that?" she asked.

"Surely if I die young, I shall be the first. Therefore you all will be part of the funeral-"

"What makes you think I would want to attend your funeral, you little rascal?" She let go of his hands, almost satisfied that they weren't contaminated.

Severus ignored her and instead took a biscuit from the jar. "You will all be there, therefore I will have the biggest funeral. If I die old, you all shall be gone, so my funeral will be the smallest."

Minerva tried not to think of how depressing that sounded, how lonely it seemed. For a brief moment she felt guilty for being so old and he so young. She involuntarily could see him in her mind's eye, going through their funerals until he stood alone. She and the others- Rolanda, Pomona, Poppy, even Fillus and Hagrid- they were all of an age, weren't they? They could expect their lives to reach the end around the same time, surely? Severus was but a child next to them, he'd stand alone one day.

Minerva tried to ignore the ache in her chest at the thought of him standing alone. Merlin, no. He was far too young. No.

"You truly are besotted with the morbid and the miserable, you melanchonic masochist," she said, her tone just a trifle too sharp to be a simple retort.

Severus paused, swallowing the biscuit. Then he answered. "Ah, but the morbid is much more fascinating, the forbidden has a certain thrill, dear mother." His voice was a little softer, and his fingers, slightly coated in crumbs, were gentle when he tapped her forehead. He was sorry he upset her.

"You and your thrills," Minerva scolded, "yet you cannot even eat a biscuit without making a mess of yourself." Yet even as she spoke, the hand that she used to swipe the crumbs away, was gentle, almost tender, in its movement. She had quite forgiven him.

How could she remain angry? At this boy who looked at her with a scowl of indignation yet whose deep, dark eyes twinkled with mischief and cleverness and brilliance, who stood taller than her, yes, yet was far more delicate in his build than she had ever been, whose hair was as dark as hers had been in her youth, carelessly falling across his forehead. No, she could not remain angry.

If only he had been in Gryffindor, perhaps then she would have noticed him sooner. Or rather, if only her eyes didn't only open for her Gryffindors. How this boy could ever look at her without resentment and anger, she didn't know. Then again, he had been so incredibly isolated and lonely, was it any wonder he let go of his rightful grudges and instead accepted her friendship?

Minerva blinked as if soot from the fireplace got in her eyes. She didn't want him to notice the tears that almost inevitably formed whenever she thought about him. Who would have thought that she'd cry so much for the little devil?

"I'll leave you to your work, dear mother," Severus said cheerfully, hopping off her desk.

"Aye, after you've cleared out my biscuit jar, you villain" Minerva grumbled, looking into the empty jar. Severus shrugged.

"You ought to see it as a compliment towards your taste, really," Severus said. "But I see I have taken the last of your patience"- for indeed, Minerva looked ready to strangle him- "so I shall take my leave. Good night, my good Headmistress, and may you have peace in the silver embrace of the moon!"

And with a laughing twinkle in his eye and a boyish bow, Severus Snape left the room.

Minerva sighed. She wasn't sure if it was out of relief, or because she may have felt some sorrow at his departure.

The door opened again, and a rather meek Severus poked his head in.

"Er, Minerva?" he asked.

"Yes, Severus?"

"Er." Severus stepped in, looking away from her, walking with the awkward gait of a newborn foal, and the nervousness of a deer. "Er, Minerva?"

"Yes, Severus?"

"Am I really ugly, mother?" His voice was a whisper. His raven hair curtained his face, hiding his shame at asking such a pathetic question, and his fingers picked at one of the cuticles of a nail.

Minerva smiled, and walked to him. Softly she brushed the boy's hair out of his face and gently tucked it behind his ear.

"Only as long as you let yourself believe it, dear heart."

The Mahoutokoro DADA Professor (Part Two)

(Severus Snape x Reader)

Part one, Part two

(Gif ain't mine > @jetemots)

✨NSFW [SemiSub! Severus(switch really), Cockwarming, Overstimulation, Swear Words, Tad full of sarcasm, Severus being a good (cold) boy, Slight Choking, p n v, unprotected (I forgot the phrase ack), I think that's all... Please comment below if you find something to put in here that I missed], Severus just being a cutie ^^✨

🐧I did a voting thing and yall wanted NSFW Maho Severus Part 2 so... Here you go hehehe enjoy *wink wink. Also went on a full writer mode XD so this might be a bit long heh. Suprise XD released it too early... Idk what happened... It was on my queue list but suddenly it posted itself ack... So it got released early T^T but thaz ok... Faith probably thought it was good enough to be released today XD🐧

Now enjoy you horny people ^^

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The Yule Ball came in like a hurricane. Severus was above the steps, watching over students, dancing and goofing around like lunatics. He scoffs as a thought comes back to him: how could he ever dance with you in this crowd?

He looks over students, trying not to look desperate as he looks for you. He tugged his vest, coughing lightly at his impatience as he looked around.

He wore a different style today, unlike his usual midnight blue clothes: a dark blue vest with a black polo, all covered with a robe with the darkest shade of blue. Sleeves reaching his wrists, and a high collar that hugged his neck. A white scarf wrapped around him for warmth, adding an elegant touch. His fitted black slock pants complemented his pitch-black shoes. He also sported a silver and green pocket watch, a thoughtful gift from Headmistress McGonagall to celebrate his survival. The overall look was both sophisticated and practical, perfect for the occasion.

Although he hated to change his clothes, Minerva troubled herself by buying him muggle clothes over the weekend (Minerva and the other professors went on a shopping spree last weekend; Severus did not come because you were there. He felt strangely weird saying no to Minerva because of that).

"You look all right, Severus," Minerva patted his waist. He grumbles in response; Minerva treats him like a son, and in exchange, Severus acts like it.

Suddenly conscious about his clothes, he wriggles his fingers between his collar and neck, tugging it slightly. Minerva rolls her eyes at this and smiles as she sees you enter the Great Hall. She nudges Severus's shoulders, and he groans and glares at her.

"Well, won't you look at that," Minerva points her chin towards you, smirking at Severus (she knows they talk about it over tea, and she'd laugh at Severus's rants).

Severus looks at where Minerva is pointing. Good heavens, you look gorgeous. His eyes went slowly from your well-adorned hair, pieces of golden cranes well kept in a half-bun. From your natural make-up that accentuated your eyes to the red lipstick that made your lips look tempting. You wore a Geisha-inspired kimono and proudly strolled down the hall as students gazed at your dress. This wasn't any ordinary dress. With its top hugging your figure tightly with the traditional Japanese Obi on your waist and pleated skirt flowing down to the floor, the dress featured a striking blend of black, gold, and red, adorned with intricate patterns of flowers and cranes. You looked modestly like a goddess.

He couldn't look away from you for what felt like hours. You look terrific, and he concluded to himself to be lucky to even breathe the same air as you.

"Stop staring, Severus, it is rude to stare." Minerva placed Severus back to reality. Oh Merlin, he was staring. He stood straight when you met his eye, smiling. Oh dear heaven, you were approaching him. His mind was a complete mess as he tried to look in another direction, trying to see if that would help (it didn't).

"Hello Professor Snape. Professor McGonagall," You greeted with a slight bow. Minerva smiled at you and pulled you in between herself and Severus (Clearly knowing what she was doing), and it slightly made your shoulders brush over his arm, making his spine tingle. Severus glared at Minerva from the back, and she winked at him. Severus was sure to strangle this old woman tomorrow at tea.

As the two talked for a while, it was time for the last slow dance music. Professor Slughorn asks Minerva for a dance, to which she agrees. The giddy lady loved dancing and was happy to take anyone's hand for a dance.

Which then left Severus and you standing in front.

Severus looked over as everyone started to dance slowly on the floor. Suddenly, remembering that you asked him for a dance, your presence became more prominent beside him. However, before he could ask you for a dance, you went closer to him, your shoulders brushing on his arm, and whispered, "Shall I take you in for this dance, Severus?" as you looked up at him.

Severus spine tingled in fevor, you looked so innocent asking him this. He nods as he puts his hands in the air, gesturing you to take it. As soon as you took his hands, your warmth enveloped his. It was making him smile ever so slightly.

As the two of you took the dance floor, you pulled him in closer. He knew how to dance, but the feeling of your chest and head on his made him forget his feet.

-----(Your POV)

Severus accidentally stepped on your gown, making you fall a bit backward. You grabbed the back of his neck as he gripped your waist tightly. Making you intertwined perfectly together, his cologne entrapped in your mind. It was shocking to think he wore a cologne. You looked up to see his hair had a bit of curls as well, which perfectly fit his new fashion style. You've seen that vest, and then it clicked. 'Ah... Minerva' and you smiled. He coughs softly as his fingers slowly loosen and brush your waist. It was a simple gesture of 'I'm sorry' as you two continued to dance.

"You look splendid today, Severus," you said as you looked at his clothes. Minerva knew how to dress his son very well. Your hands slowly sauntered down his chest, which made his breath hitch.

As you quickly looked up at him, his eyes were closed, his nose flared, and his mouth completely shut. Severus's cheeks were painted with a tint of pink, and although his ears were covered, you could see how red they were. You smirked at how your touch could make such a cold man feel warm.

As you see Severus's eyes open slightly, his pupils suddenly dilated at the sight of you. You smiled at that observation, to which he sighed.

You felt it as you twirled and held each other that night; he was slowly falling for you, too.

-----(Dance Finished, Severus POV)

Severus was ready to run away from you after that dance. He couldn't stop his fucking heart technically running around his body right now. His pants also felt tight; he concluded that Minerva must have bought the wrong size.

When everyone scattered about, and the rock music came, he walked out to scavenge students loitering about. However, to his surprise, you followed him instead of going back to chat with Minerva.

"Professor Y/n, are you to follow me around tonight as well?" he grunts, annoyed that he cannot simply run away from you.

"Actually... The headmistress asked me to be on watch for loitering students tonight, Severus. I believe you are too?" as you walked past him, looking at him mischievously.

He looked over to Minerva, who was beaming at him. 'Fuck you,' he mouthed before sprinting to follow you out.

Minerva laughed at this (she was used to the banter; she loved Severus like a son anyway).

-----(Outside where the carriages were, Still Snape's POV)

Severus ran to a carriage and opened it wide open. A couple squealed as he pulled the male student out of the carriage and scolded him, removing twenty points from his house. On the other hand, you gently assisted the female student and kindly removed twenty points from her house.

They soon ran off, which left you and Severus out and about again.

Severus then scoffs as he closes the carriage door and walks to the next to see if students are in it. He was trying his best to avert his attention from you; he had just given you his robe when he saw you shivering earlier. He was paying too much attention to you than himself, so he didn't notice his fingers turning blue from the cold, but you did.

"Professor, might I suggest we rest in this scavenger hunt for a while?" you said as you opened an empty carriage and gestured in, "It is a bit tad cold tonight. I don't think they'd mind for us to shelter ourselves here for a while," as you entered the empty carriage and gestured him in.

Severus raised a brow and crossed his arms to his chest. It was cold; he finally felt his fingers. He questioned your intensions at first before his mind felt his fingers again, slowl, he walks towards the carriage and slouches in.

The carriage's interior was more spacious than he had expected. Plush red cushions lined the seats, while the ceiling and doors were intricately decorated with golden vine-like stems. The tinted dark windows were enchanted to keep the cold at bay, offering warmth and comfort. It was a clever combination of luxury and magic. (He could stand up and do jumping jacks if he could, that's how spacious it was.)

He sat across you, his knees slightly brushing against yours. He was relishing the feeling of this contact when you suddenly moved away. He looked at you with curiosity as he saw you remove your heels.

He noticed how red your feet were; you were wearing a six-inch stiletto, after all.

You hissed as you folded and flexed your toes. It looked like it hurt a lot. Worried, Severus leans forward and slowly places his hands above yours. Severus doesn't know what has gone to him. He couldn't bear the thought of your hurt. It was weird; he just hated you minutes ago.

"Let me," he says, slightly softer than usual, as he looks at you. His breath hitched once more as he saw your face; even in the dark, your face showed like starlight. You were just gorgeous, not sure if anyone had told you that, but if he weren't too proud he would.

You nodded as you let go of your feet. To which he softly touches with his cold hands. You hiss as he slowly massages it, finally sighing as the pain slowly disappears.

As he finished, he looked up to you once more to see that you were already looking at him, but with hooded eyes. He gulps at the way you looked at him. He felt his stomach turn as you placed your feet down and leaned closer to him.

His cheeks were probably the brightest shade of red right now. It probably didn't show as the carriage was a bit dark, but your lips must have felt it.

Then it hit him; you were kissing his cheeks. He froze even further at that, and as you slowly moved away and looked at him in his eyes, he felt his pants tighten once more.

"Thank you, Severus." he melted to your touch on his other cheek. Your thumb softly caresses it. He whimpered softly as your touch disappeared. Opening his eyes to see you removing his coat from your shoulder and resting it beside you.

In this, Severus again has a look at your dress. He didn't notice at first, but your top was a slanted-styled zipper up to your neck. A unique way to close a dress, he thought as he raised his brow.

"Want it off, Severus?" a question that made his shoulders jolt slightly. He just got caught looking at your chest. He didn't mean to. "What, no... I was just admiring your dress, that's all," he grunts way too fast for his painful throat to manage.

He coughed again, pained by the scar; darn, Nagini doesn't even get to kill him; now, he has to suffer this pain his whole life.

-----(Your POV)

Your smirk falters as he grasps his throat, clearly pained by the scar. Minerva had told you about the scar's history, which made you like Severus more.

Worried that you might have teased him too much this time, you lean forward once again as your warm hands wrap his throat. He looks up at you with dilated eyes again and sighs as if the pain is gone from the mere sight of you.

Your eyes flickered down his parted lips and back to his pleading eyes. There was no way you could stop yourself now.

"May I?" you asked with a tint of hesitance. Severus looks at you, shocked, but is melting once more as you caress his cheeks. You see him look at your lips as he bites his. "Yes," he whispers, a bit throaty.

With that, you lean forward slowly, feeling his breath on your lips, feeling your skin touch, sending a jolt of pleasure everywhere your body.

-----(Mixed POV)

Severus whimpers in between soft kisses. Your lips were as soft as they looked, and you tasted like that strawberry champagne you took.

In contrast, his lips were cold. A bit chapped from his thirst for you. You licked his lips to soften it a bit, to which he groaned softly. His hands traveled down both sides of your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Severus's breath hitched as you slowly entered your tongue to his as he groaned. Tightly holding your waist as you had his neck slightly choking him, not too tight to pain or block his airway but enough to make him forget about the bite.

As he savors the taste of your tongue on him, he pulls you closer as he feels both your bare legs on each side of his thighs. He didn't notice your skirt had a slit up to your knees on each side until now when he guided his hands down to it, gently moving his hands up and down it.

You feel Severus' hands on your calves, gently caressing them. He was moaning to your kisses, sloppy and deep. You then removed his white scarf, unbuttoned his vest, and threw it with his coat across the carriage where you last sat.

You then started to unbutton his polo but didn't remove it entirely; you just opened it slightly to draw circles slowly down his chest.

Severus bucks his hips at the stimulations you were ministering on him. He shakingly unzips your upper dress and is shocked to learn that you wore nothing as your chest bounces out of the dress, making his eyes widen.

You smiled between kisses at seeing Severus' mouth drool as you held his hands and guided them to massage your chest. He wasn't confident at first, but as you started to grind on him, his grip on it became more skilled as you two moaned at the moment.

You soon went down his chin, kissing and nibbling your way to his neck and scar. To which Severus shivers and moans. His moans were deep and husky, and his hold on you was getting tighter; it was sure to leave marks tomorrow morning, you thought.

As you bite his neck, Severus moans your name and tightly grips your waist through the slit of your dress. "Dont-ah~... Tease me like that..." he shivers as he bobs his head back to give you more access.

You smirk at this and slowly unbelt his slocks as he slowly tugs at your panties and kisses the crook of your neck, breathing heavily at your touches.

As you remove his belt and unzip his slocks, you slowly move your hand through his clothed cock as his hips buck slightly. "Y-y/n, please... Please stop... Teasing me..." he whimpers as he grabs your bare ass and squeezes it, which makes you jump and moan softly.

"You want in Sevy?" as you slowly place your hands in his boxers, to which he moans your name and closes his eyes with his head on the golden intricacies of the carriage.

You massage his stiff shaft, smirking at the size of him. He was bigger than you thought; his length was definitely longer than your fingers, and his grit was bigger than what it felt like earlier on the dance floor.

Severus moans a bit too loudly as he feels you spread his precum all over his tip with your thumb. Hips shuddering in pleasure as he nodded hazingly. Severus wanted to feel you and your warmth. He wanted to see if his dreams about you were accurate. His mind and hands were all over you right now. Trying to hold whatever it is you gave him.

"Please... Y/n... I want to feel you... Please," he whimpered as he brought his lips to your bare chest and licked circles on your nipples, making you arch your back slightly as you gripped his hair, pulling him closer with your other hand, busy placing circles on his tip, spreading his wet essence.

"But we'll need to talk," you said as you stood up to remove your black laced panties and place them together with Severus's vest.

Severus looked over the pile of clothes and back at you with lust-filled eyes. His breath was heavy as he waited for you to straddle him once more. It was for a brink moment, but he missed your weight on him.

But before you straddled him, you licked your hand and placed it on his now free shaft, twitching ever so slightly, making him hiss in the sudden cold temperature. You didn't mind this and spread your saliva all over him to lubricate him.

Severus's mind was in turmoil as your wet hands stimulated him further. He could have come to this only, but he stopped himself as he wanted to cum after you did.

"Talk about... Ah... About what?" he asks, looking at you with one eye, his mouth ajar.

"Our relationship," as you nodded, satisfied with how lubricated his cock looked. He was ready for you.

Severus's eyes shot open at your words but closed again when you straddled him and aligned yourself to his length—burying yourself to the brim slowly.

His dick twitched inside of you as you engulfed his size perfectly. "What... I... How..." he wanted to ask how they would talk with him in you, but you shushed him.

"I'll keep you in until you confess. I will not move," you whispered in his ears before licking it.

Severus moans at this. His grip on your waist tightens. 'Fuck fuck fuck' he thought as your pussy clenched on him. He could really cum with just this, and he was already going mad at how you licked and nibbled on his ear.

"Wha-what is there to confess..." he hissed as you bit the bottom of his ears. His mind was going blank with everything that was happening.

"I know you dream about me, Severus; Minerva has told me about your rants," Severus's mind was a mess; at this point, he didn't care what Minerva said; all he cared about was how he was going to keep himself from cumming. "Don't blame her, though... She just wants his baby boy happy" his dick twitches once again.

You felt his shaft twitch inside of you when you called him 'baby boy,' making you smirk. "You like it when I call you 'baby boy' Severus?" you asked coyly, to which he moaned, "Y-yes..." somewhat quite airy.

"Do you like me, Severus?" As you slowly moved your hips front and back, which made his tip tickled that spot in you, making you moan softly into his ear.

Severus' eyes fluttered shut at your movement, his hands gripping onto your moving hips as he groans. "I... I do..." he whispers, unable to speak as your movements speed up slightly faster.

That's what it took for you to move faster. You cast a silencing, lock, and steady spell onto the carriage and rocked your hips up and down his shaft. "Fuck," you moaned. "I knew you'd finally be mine," as you enveloped his neck with your arms and placed your face on the crook of his neck, becoming a moaning mess as his shaft touched your G-spot.

Severus doesn't even notice how you effortlessly cast the spells, his focus on how your insides were clutching on his shaft like a vice. Milking his very being like its life depended on it. "Y/n..." he moaned rather loudly as the sounds of squelching from your movement made him even hot and bothered.

His hands roughly caressed any skin he could touch from you as he became a moaning mess. "Y/n... I... I'm close..." he says between gritted teeth as he nuzzles your head, resting on his shoulders with his nose and inhaling your scent. Shit, he wasn't going to last long.

"It's ok, baby boy, I'm here. Come in me... you can come in me..." as you moved faster and harder. Opening your legs wider to have his shaft deeper into you. He bucks his hips at the sudden change of sensation and screams your name like a prayer.

You feel his liquid spilling out of you as you reach your orgasm with him. Making your insides squelch in his gushing shaft. It was not enough, though, "I... want more..." you say as beads of sweat ran to your skins.

Severus whimpers at this; he wasn't too sure if he could do one more round. "Please, Severus," you begged him as you placed soft kisses on his neck, which gave him the energy to swiftly lift you and turn you around, your face onto the red cushion across where you two sat.

He shakingly lifted your skirt to see your leaking cunt. His breath hitches, and his cock hardens back at the mere sight of it.

"I... I don't know if I can," he shakingly caresses your ass as he aligns himself as you lifted yourself back. "I know you can," as you pushed back to his shaft, to which his head lolls back, his grip back on your waist, and he whimpers and groans at the overstimulation. Your insides just felt too good to say no to.

As you moved relentlessly on him, he stood there behind you as you moved back and forth. His hands gripped your bundled skirt up your waist, pulling you slightly, guiding your rhythm as if asking you to move faster as his lips chant your name. He bent forward to trace kisses down your nape as he moaned praises to your ear.

"You feel too good, dear... too good," he whimpers as he feels your insides tighten on him again, making him hiss. "Oh... love, please come... please... I want to feel you again," He exclaims in his panting voice, forgetting the pain on his neck as he openly thrusts his hips forward, making you yelp in pleasure.

With that, you felt a sudden gush of white noise ringing your ear and arched your back as you reached your high once more. Severus wasn't too far behind as his thrust became sloppy and followed behind, releasing another batch of his seed deep in you as he cursed out your name in pleasure, digging his nail deep into your hips.

As both of you finally came down from your orgasms, you chuckled as he slowly removed his now soft cock out and whimpered at the sight of your cunt gushing the mix of his seed with your wet insides, clenching softly to nothing.

He slams his back to the cushion behind him as he accio'd a towel to clean you up. Sending shivers down your spine as he patted the cloth in your swollen cunt.

You spell the seed clean out of you and fix Severus up as he fixes your clothes. After minutes of fixing each other, you decided to sit on his lap and sigh on his shoulders.

"I guess we a thing now?" you asked as you placed circles on his now buttoned-up polo and vest. He sighed, "Yes, I suppose we are," as he picked a strand of your hair and tucked it in behind your ear, making you shiver with joy.

-----(After 5 minutes of resting, Severus's POV)

"We should get back to scavenging," you joked as Severus looked up at you, stopping his hands from softly caressing your hips. He nodded as you stood up, opened the carriage door, and jumped out.

Severus jumped behind, taking his coat from the carriage, and wore it before holding your shoulders and enveloping you in the coat. He felt like it was the right thing to do now that he was yours. He felt your head slowly planted onto his chest, and he sighed. He has never felt warm for a long time, and you on his chest sent butterflies in his stomach.

He kissed the top of your head and hugged you tightly, afraid that this happiness might pass. It worried him that such a beautiful lady like you would even choose to be with him, but he soon forgot all these thoughts as you turned around, nuzzled your face deep in his chest, and murmured. "The Headmistress is here."

He looked up to see Minerva grinning from ear to ear at the sight of the two of you snuggling. He could also see how Professor Slughorn frowned as he handed Minerva galleons; he scoffed at this and kissed your forehead again, "It's alright, you know she knows anyways," as you chuckled on his chest.

Indeed, now he does know why faith has kept him alive.

His fit bro... Dang

Sirius in a Pinterest inspired fit 🥀

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In conclusion, bro can dress

Fly High Professor Minerva McGonagall

🕊️In honor of Maggie Smith🕊️

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Professor McGonagall walked through the empty hallways.

Wondering where the students had gone this fine morning.

As she walked through the halls to the great hall, she could hear the busy feets and hands of whoever were inside the great hall.

Curious, she opens the door to the great hall. Only to be suprised with a feast, in honor of her.

Today was her last day as headmistress in Hogwarts. She has been teaching here since she could remember.

"Headmistress!," one student exclaims suprised by her sudden appearance.

They were preparing a suprise for her. Neville Longbottom as the master to this idea.

"Well it's spoiled now... YOU WILL BE MISSED PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL!" Neville exclaimed as he held a banner that looked like it was supposed to be hung up the ceilings of the great hall.

Minerva couldn't hold her tears. She bawled, this was the best gift she could have gotten.

The students were suddenly worried that their preparation was so bad she cried, until she laughed.

"Oh! Goodness me," she sniffled her tears. "Thank you. Thank you everyone. Oh, I apologize for bursting in, Oh!" she laughed as she wiped her tears away.

Everyone joined together to give her a hug. Each one gave her a present of farewell, each one as thoughtful as the other.

She felt loved, cherishes, and remembered.

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She then opened her eyes when she felt a tap on her shoulders.

"Minnie? Were going for a walk, you coming?" Severus says as he looks at Minerva with a smile.

Right, it was all a memory now. A lovely memory she will keep in her mind forever, even till death.

"Dumblebores coming?" she stretched as she sat up from her chair.

"Ofcourse, his always joining," Severus rolled his eyes as Minerva chuckled.

"Well, lead the way Severus" as he linked her arms to Severus's and they walked through the light, where everyone was waiting for her. Everyone she loved was waiting for her behind those veil.

And she was happy with that. She just hopes everyone is too.

"Thank you for the memories children. Class dismissed"

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Fly high Professor McGonagall. You will always be in our hearts.