My Naughty Minx | Severus Snape X Professor

Chapter 9: Entwined

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"Look who is serving another detention with Professor Snape," I looked at Alicia who was grinning, "I am surprised you haven't gotten expelled yet from how many detentions Professor Snape gives you."

"Same," I smiled, "maybe Professor Snape has a soft spot for me."

"I bet he is never soft," Alicia said.

I giggled at her comment, "too loud, people will hear."

"Oh, right," she shook her head, "you can't let him know you have a crush on him because that is inappropriate."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm his student."

"Doesn't mean he doesn't want that pussy," Alicia nudged me.

"Shut up," I said.

"Miss. Nightshade do you want another week's worth of detentions?" Professor Snape snapped and I looked up to see his face. Disappointment is what his face said. I didn't understand why I was drawn to Professor Snape. I felt a pull whenever I was around him. He was the only Professor that has ever given me detention. I had at one point thought he liked me but that was all in my head.

"Don't forget about your detention," Professor Snape walked up to me with a grin on his face.

"I would never," I said.

He nodded and walked away.

I was telling the truth when I said I would never miss detention. I enjoyed watching him in detention, watching him write with his quill, or when he was annoyed whenever he graded a student's homework.

"Why are you staring?" Professor Snape said, "you should be working not staring at me."

I hadn't realized that I had been staring at him.

"You have been staring at me for the past ten minutes," Professor Snape snapped.

"Sorry, Professor," I said.

He nodded and went back to his grading.

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Friday -Present

I got into Severus' classroom before him and the students. This was my chance to move my chair closer to his again. When I sat across from him like that it brought me back to serving detention with him. He would always make me sit across from him. As many detentions as I had with Severus, I'm surprised I wasn't petrified or worse expelled (lol)

I moved the chair closer to his and sat down. He walked in before the students which were strange even for him. I knew he liked to make an entrance. "You moved your chair?" He shook his head in annoyance.

"Yes, I did," I smiled, "I don't like sitting on that side it reminds me of when I served detention with you."

"Good times," he said, and I rolled my eyes at him, "you rolling your eyes at me brings me back too. You are going to be the death of me women," he walked over to his desk and grabbed a stack of papers off his desk. He made his way around the classroom and dropped off a small stack of papers at each seat. After he was done passing out the papers, students started to stroll in. "Sit in your seats," he spat, "today you will be taking a quiz. I want to see how much knowledge you have retained in the past couple of weeks. If you have any questions then you can ask Professor Nightshade," he turned on his heel and smirked at me. He walked over and sat down next to me.

"You will be the death of me," I said back to him.

"I will finally be able to get away from you then," his thin lips started to curl. My face was unamused, "just kidding," he paused, "don't be a sourpuss. I enjoy your company too much to have you leave me with dunderheads."

I smiled and got back to work. Grading the sixth-year students' papers was the worst. Either they didn't care enough to try or were insufferable know-it-alls. "I forgot you were left-handed," Severus said.

I nodded, "well you would've noticed sooner if I sat on this side with you."

Severus

I loved watching her grade those papers she was as rough as I am. I watched as her hand glided across paperwork. Her tongue stuck out slightly because of her concentration on those papers. I looked down and noticed her right hand was on her thick thighs. I wondered what she would do if I entwined my fingers in hers. I wanted to feel her skin on my skin. I wanted to know if there was a spark that goes down her spin anytime we touch. I wanted to make her mine. I decided to just go for it and be brave. I slid my left hand down and to my thigh. You can't be afraid of rejection Severus, you have survived rejection in the past. Then again you didn't survive when Lily rejected you and she went to Potter.

I cleared my throat and brought my hand closer to hers. I decided to start by grazing her hand. I got to her hand and started to lightly touch her hand. I could see her body stiffen at my touch and I could feel the sparks run down my spine. She turned her head to look at my arms extending ever so slightly. She smiled and went back to her work. Be a man Severus! I grabbed her hand slightly and flipped her hand so her palm was sticking up. I brought my hand into her hand and to my surprise, she entwined her fingers in mine. I let out a deep breath. Loud in fact that students lifted their heads. "Back to work," I spat, "or you'll get detention. We don't want detention right, Professor Nightshade," I looked at her face and noticed she was turning bright red. I squeezed her hand and she looked up at me. Smiling in fact. She shook her head and bit her plump lips.

We stayed with our hands entwined until the class ended. I ended up making small circles on her small hands. After all the students left she turned to me. "What was that about?" She smiled.

"I wanted to hold your hand," I turned to her in the chair.

"I like it," she smiled, "you should do that more often."

"Really?" I asked.

"If I didn't want you to do that I wouldn't have asked," she paused, "and I wouldn't have let you hold my hand for an hour."

"It was nice," I said.

"Are you getting soft on me, Professor?" She smiled.

I wanted to take her right then and there. She had called me Professor and I much enjoyed that, but I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I didn't want to be rejected like in the past. Especially, with someone that I enjoyed having around, or the one I knew I was falling for.

"No, never," I said, "I will always be a hard ass, especially to you."

She smiled, "says the one that held my hand for an hour."

"Don't tell anyone," I said.

"Never," she smiled.