Snape imagines | 1

15- Troublemaker

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YOUR POV

As you were sat in the back row of potions class, you had only one thing on your mind.
Him.
You never knew exactly what is was about your beloved potions professor that had enthralled you so...
You had definitely made an impression on him, making it your goal to anger him as much as possible every lesson, needless to say, he had not taken a liking to you. 
You were well known for your bad reputation in Hogwarts.
It was something that all your professors despised you for, but most of the students seemed to find you entertaining enough.

So as you sat there, sandwiched in between Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini, you were racking the back of your mind searching for ways to irritate your professor.
You looked up at him and couldn't help but stare...
the way he walked around the room, eyes piercing, cape flowing. You were mesmerised by the man, it was no secret.
You were interrupted from your thoughts by the sound of paper crumpling next to you. Turning to your left, Draco gave you a cunning smirk as he handed you a ball of scrunched up paper, whispering a childish "I dare you to throw this at Snape,
L/N."
You rolled your eyes playfully, amused by his immature ways, and took the paper ball from him, mumbling an "is that a challenge, Malfoy?"
as you glanced up.
Snape had made his way to the front of the room, his back turned to everyone as he wrote on the board.
You took a sharp breath in as you drew your arm back aiming for his back, then swung forwards.
The ball flew through the air, hitting Snape's back with a crumple.
Blaise and Draco's muffled laughter could be heard from beside you as they tried their best to hide their smiles from Snape.
All the students had fallen silent as Snape turned around ever so slowly, looking right at you with a menacing glare.
He did not address you, but instead hissed a "10 points from Y/H" before turning back towards the board.
You sighed, unhappy that he hadn't paid much attention to you, and continued on with your work.

About five minutes had passed and you were growing increasingly bored.
Snape had sat at his desk, and was scribbling on pieces of parchment.
You felt yourself go into a trance as you looked at him, wild thoughts roaming your head.
As if he could feel your gaze, Snape slowly looked up at you, causing you to gulp as he raised an eyebrow before going back to writing.
You were flushed, and felt foolish that he had been the cause of you feeling that way.
You decided to have some fun again, and began making a paper airplane with your parchment.
Blaise noticed you doing this and grinned, muttering "Nice one Y/N" as he leant back in his chair, eager to see the event play out.
You smirked back at him and threw the paper airplane towards your professor's desk, but to your utter regret it landed straight into a Gryffindor's potion, causing the student to step back and gasp as the potion fizzed.
Blaise and Draco were now laughing their heads off.
"SILENCE" came a sharp voice from the font of the room.
Instantly the room fell quiet.
You gulped.
Snape looked impatiently around the classroom with his arms folded, "Well?! Who did this?" he seethed.
Unluckily for you, the Gryffindor boy who's potion your plane had collided with, pointed at you with a harsh glare.
Snape's head snapped to you, as his angry expression worsened.
"L/N. Out now" he snapped at you, walking towards the door and holding it open with an expectant look on his face.
"But professor I-" you began,
"Don't make me repeat myself" he growled.
You sighed and rose from your seat, walking towards the front with a scowl etched upon your face.
The Gryffindor boy had a smug look on his face and you made sure to give him the finger as you walked past, causing Snape to roll his eyes, but say nothing.
You walked towards Snape and past him, out into the hallway.

You had expected him to go back into the class. But to your surprise the door shut firmly behind you as he too, stepped out into the hallway.
He grasped your arm and dragged you away from the door, further into the hallway so that your classmates wouldn't be tempted to listen in on your conversation.
Your face burned from the physical contact as you stumbled after him.
He came to a stop and harshly pressed you against the wall, causing you to gasp.
"I have had it with your immature displays of action in my classroom. Just know that I will not hesitate to give you a months worth of detentions if you keep this up-"
you droned his voice out of your head, watching him intently rather than listening. His words were muffled as you paid no attention to them, instead taking in his face with your eyes.
He was so close to you, a strand of hair slightly in front of his face, shadowing those captivating ink eyes that you had grown to love. Your eyes made their way to his stern lips...oh how you craved them against your own.
He noticed your staring and stopped talking.
"L/N! Are you not even listening to me you insufferable girl?! Did you not pay any attention to what I just sai-"
You cut him off, a sudden boldness coming out of nowhere as you grabbed him by his collar and slammed your lips onto his.
You felt him gasp against your lips, and then felt his firm hands on your chest as he pulled you away from him, breaking you both apart.

He said nothing, just stared at you, his expression holding anger, bewilderment, and confusion all at once.
You smirked at him and bit your lip playfully as you stared him out, still firmly pressed against the wall.
His entire demeanour suddenly changed, he grabbed your face with both of his hands and crashed his lips back onto yours.
You were beyond shocked, you thought he would surely expel you for something like this.
His hands found their way to your waist, harshly gripping you as he kissed you with force. Your fingers found the nape of his neck and you used your other hand to tug gently on his hair, earning a low groan from your professor.
He pressed himself against you, causing you to gasp. He took this opportunity to dive his tongue into your mouth as you moaned quietly.
After some time, he pulled away from you, face still incredibly close as the two of you breathed heavily.
He looked at you with such a burning intensity you thought you would melt under his gaze.
You decided to speak first, breaking the silence,
"What's the matter sir? Cat got your tongue?" you teased with a smirk.
His hand suddenly found it's way to your throat, lightly choking you as his eyes clouded over with lust.
"Brat" he spat, kissing you roughly.
Your lack of air made you feel hazy as he kissed the life out of you, you loved every second of it.
He slowly bit your lip as he broke the kiss, leaving you a blushing mess.

He took a step back from you, regaining his stoic composure as he smirked at you, a single eyebrow raised.
"My chambers. Eight o' clock sharp. Now get back inside" he spoke as he made his way to the classroom door, opening it once again for you.
You gulped and nodded, walking past him and back into the classroom.

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Wow hi lol, this was steamy ngl 😌✋
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