Love For Too Many

Chapter 19

He's thinking about something. His nose and eyes always scrunch up when he's thinking about something that upsets him. I don't want to invade his privacy when it's something important. So instead I reach out my hand and place it over his.

His eyes flick to mine and the concern vanishes from his features. It's replaced by what I can only assume to be love and admiration. I glance down at my book and then set it aside. Giving my full attention to my love I make eye contact and sit patiently.

"Yes love? Something you would like to talk about?" He asks, setting his newspaper aside. It's been 3 days since we expressed our love for each other and I haven't been happier but lately he seems down in the dumps.

"What's on your mind? You seem lost in saddening thoughts." He smiles sadly.

"Nothing for you to worry about love." He pulls me onto his lap so that I'm straddling him. "Just my *other work* becoming stressful." I look down at his dark mark and sigh. His life must be so conflicting between right and wrong.

"I don't want you to worry about that right now. The Dark Lord hasn't become aware of your presence in my life and he won't." I push into his mind.

It won't be a problem much longer. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if he hurt her to get back at me.

I push his chest hard and stand up. Slowly backing away from him. He takes a painful deep breath. My shove must have hit hard. "Love?"

"Don't 'Love' me! How long were you planning on stringing me along? How long until you were going to discard me like a used rag?!" The last few words came out strangled. I could feel his confliction when I was in his head but he had already made up his mind. "How long before you were going to dump me? Christmas? A week from now? TWO weeks?!"

Tears had begun to build in my eyes. His just looked panicked and sad. "Y/n, I don't want you to get caught up in his awfulness. I can't have you get hurt because of me. You've been through enough!"

"I decide if I've had enough." I say with spite. "No one gets to decide that for me any more." I take a deep breath steadying myself. "I want to spend everyday with you for as long as I can. All the risks included. I don't care about The Dark Lord! He probably would get along with my ex. I want you Severus Tobias Snape. And nothing you can say or do will keep me from you. Because I know you love me and Wendy and you'd never hurt me."

His heart was pounding I could hear it from where I stood. Or was that my heart? He stood from the couch slowly. He approached me and cupped my face. "Everyday?"

His response took me by surprise and I didn't have words to respond with. I just stared at him shock written across my face that I'd actually said that and he caught it.

"Fuck me." He said literally and figuratively. His voice almost a growl. "I don't know if I can do this."

I didn't respond nor did I let him continue. I lunged at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and sliding my fingers through his hair as my lips find his. "You can." I whisper against his lips.

We pull away just slightly and he picks me up so that I can wrap my legs around his waist. He sits back on the couch and I put my head on his chest. He strokes my hair lovingly and I open my senses to him.

God I love you.

I love you too. I respond.

The next day comes rather quickly. Childhood drama, test, papers to grade, fated lovers, mysteries, everything that could happened at a magical school probably happened.

A 2nd year kid blew himself up to the size of a balloon. A 7th year girl was caught in the corridors after hours with her hand down another girl's robes. A 4th year student got poisoned from their stalker incorrectly making a love potion wrong. Etc, etc.

While all this was going on I was tasked with aiding Professor Snape with schoolwork and per his request more... personal things.

Now he didn't straight up request it. But he had talked back earlier in the morning and snapped at me. So I thought it was only fair to mess with him throughout the day.

The late bell rung for 4th period and Severus was leaning against his desk just staring at the students as I passed out papers. I thought it would be the perfect timing to embarrass him.

Slowly I pushed into his mind being careful not to alert him. Then I bombarded him with images, scenes, feelings, and sounds from one of more kinkier nights together.

His face contorted into a few different shades of pink before he hastily turned away from the students.

Y/n if you don't stop this instant you will be very sorry! His angry voice only made me want to laugh harder.

It's what you get for being a brat this morning Sevy. I cut off connection with him and I finished handing out the last paper.

"Complete this test and when you're done flip it over. You have the remainder of the period to complete it." I said with my authority voice.

"Miss Y/l/n, could you help me with something in the storage room please." Sev said quietly from behind me. I could hear him walking to the back room and my entire being wanted to laugh.

"If you'd excuse me sir, I have papers to grade. I'm sure you can do whatever it is by yourself." His growing frustration was palpable.

"Certainly." He growled out.

In a ball of pent up frustration and arousal he went into the storage room and closed the door. He didn't return to the classroom until a few minutes before the bell rang.

"Everything go okay in there professor?" I gave him a knowing smile.

"Yes Miss Y/l/n. No thanks to you, I finished brewing that potion I had started earlier." Now that a few students had finished their tests we had an audience.

"Well I finished grading those papers. Good thing brewing potions can be a one person 'job'.

His mind forcefully pushed into mine. That mouth of yours will be doing a job later if you keep that up.

I held back my laughter. Keep up the act. It's making me laugh. Such a tough guy huh. I smirked at him.

The bell rang and the students were dismissed. I walked away from the brooding Sev and collected all the tests. His presence remained where it was, frustrated and aroused.

Such a good boi Sevy. My good boy. I purred down the connection. His whole body stiffened.  Oh do you like that? Are you a praise boy? My praise boy? Shivers ran up and down his spine causing him to tremble. I approached him slowly and ran a finger up and down his chest.

"Good boy." Then I left him standing there as I headed to the great hall for lunch.