The Professor, Severus Snape

Good girls

pov: female oc

"Please, Professor Snape"

Alora sat at the front of the empty classroom with her arms crossed over her chest and a pout on her face. Her eyes stayed on her teacher who was visibly ignoring her as he appeared to be grading papers.

Alora's desk was positioned directly in front of her professors so she could see him perfectly. She watched the man tuck some of his black hair behind his ear.

Alora huffed and looked at the clock. She had an hour of detention. Sure, she earned it. She had been disruptive, disrespectful and overall defiant. She honestly enjoyed the little stand-offs they would have after her professor told her to behave. It was exciting and was usually the highlight of her school day.

But she didn't deserve an hour of detention. That was a bit extreme and she was not going to sit by while she was unjustly punished. "This is utterly unnecessary, professor Snape." She grumbled. There was a long pause and she feared that she wouldn't get a reply but the man sighed and peered at her through his black hair, that was a little too long .

"I disagree. I've given you chance after chance to behave yourself and you refuse." Was the reply. "You are here to learn, Ms. Mills. That stunt you pulled today was the last straw."

Okay so, today she may have overstepped though. She arrived to class improperly dressed. Meaning she was not in her full uniform. She had left her house tie in her dorm and a few buttons undone at the top of the blouse.

When her professor addressed her about it, she walked up to his desk and leaned forward so the man could see down her blouse. She then lowered her voice to a seductive purr, "Why? Am I distracting you, professor Snape?"

Alora could see the way the professor's cold black eyes darkened at her words. The mans dark eyebrow rose and the hint of a smirk graced his lovely pale lips. The older man shifted in his seat and Alora's blue eyes watched him carefully.

Alora was a sassy, smart ass and flirtatious. It was like she was almost teasing her professor.

Alora never understood why she felt the need to do this but her day would never be complete unless she pushed professor Snapes buttons.

"You are a very naughty girl, little Ms. Mills." Was the man's whispered response.

Alora bit her lip. The statement excited her but before she could reply, the bell rang and her classmates began filing in. She quickly closed the buttons on her blouse, making herself presentable but without her tie.

"Have a seat." The professor instructed. Alora lingered there, staring in her professors eyes for another moment before pushing off the desk and heading to her seat. She made sure to take her time in order to be extra hardheaded.

The entire potions lesson, Alora tried her hardest to be disruptive. Texting, purposely calling out and the ever popular talking to her friends. Her favorite thing was the way professor Snape's eye would twitch each time she misbehaved.

It gave her such a rush. When the class came to an end and everyone was filing out, professor Snape decided to take it up a notch.

"I will see you in detention, Alora." The professor announced. Her classmates 'oohed' and giggled causing the dark-haired ravenclaw to roll her eyes. Of course, Alora thought nothing of it.

She wrinkled her nose and stalked out of the classroom unfazed.

She planned to ditch detention with professor Snape as she did every day but what she did not expect was to get out of her last period class and to find professor Snape leaned up against the wall waiting for her.