"What do you think you're doing?" Severus hisses, dragging me through the hall by my arm.
"I don't know what you mean, Professor Snape." I respond in a way deemed 'appropriate' for students and staff.
"Oh, don't start that shit with me, y/n." he rolls his eyes, his voice still laced with venom.
"I'm not doing anything, Professor Snape. I know where our 'boundaries' lie. I can't say much for you, on the other hand." I retort, referring to his tight grasp on my arm and his use of profanity.
He stops in his tracks, tugging harshly at my arm. This causes me to spin around and face him as he latches his second hand onto my other arm. He heaves me forward on the tips of my toes causing him to hold me up. He leaves only inches between our faces as his head dips down closer to my face.
"Don't... use that tone... with me." He hisses. I look from his eyes to his lips then back up to his eyes before smirking.
"Yes, Professor." I respond softly. His eyes falter as he swallows roughly. His adam's apple, bobs up and down before he takes a deep breath. He sets me down, allowing my feet to come back into contact with the ground.
"You're not to be alone with him anymore."
"With all due respect, Sir, you're my professor. 'Nothing more.' So excuse me when I say, you have no choice in the matter. Whether or not I choose to embrace a relationship with him has nothing to do with you." He scowls at my words, continuously glancing down to my mouth.
"Whatever that 'relationship' may encompass." I smirk back to him, glancing at his lips as well. I stop, choosing to look back up into his eyes through my lashes.
His face turns once again, sharp. He walks me into a wall, sneering down at me. His eyes turn darker and he leans down, placing his lips by my ear.
"Not if I have anything to do with it." My face drops in defeat as he takes a step back and lifts his arm, directing me where to walk. "After you, Miss Moon."
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"I don't want to go back to class, Draco." I groan, stuffing my face into my pillows knowing I have two more classes left of the day.
"I know." He responds, getting under my blankets, beside me. I chuckle, scooting over to make room for him in my bed.
"Should we skip?" I ask, jokingly.
"I don't know. Give me a minute to decide." He closes his eyes, sighing as his head relaxes into my pillows.
"Deal." I grin, sliding myself closer to Draco. He wraps his arm around me as I stuff my face into his chest.
"Shit!" Draco jumps up.
"What?" I groan. My eyes shoot open. "Fuck!" I lean over my bed, checking the time.
"We missed a class." He acknowledges, checking the time as well.
"Come on, we can still make it to Potions." I jump up, patting down my now wrinkled school uniform.
The two of us run out of the room. I flick my wand, closing and locking the door as we race down the hall. We run the whole way down to the classroom before stopping at the door to collect ourselves. Still breathing harshly, I calmly open the door and make my way to Snape's desk. Draco follows behind, walking to his chair in the back of the classroom.
"Miss Moon. Mr. Malfoy. Thank you so much for joining us." Snape bellows standing at the front of the classroom.
"Glad to be here, Professor." I retort.
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FanfictionS.S. reader x snape Friendship to Lovers trope Voldemort doesn't exist in this story. Pure-blood supremacy is still a thing though because in life there are still racists despite how awful it is. I don't want to deal with the stress of visions and...