First Life: The Wizard Prince & The Half-Blood Prince | Covert Romance

S: 11 This swine.

Severus Snape

Although my body undeniably betrays me, I have too much respect for myself. He doesn't regard me as a respectable individual, doesn't like me, and doesn't care about me. He is not deserving to have sex with me, much less share the same air.

Not after everything that has transpired thus far, does he simply show up whenever he needs a release?

The way he's staring at me paralyzes me; perhaps it's the way he's pulling on my tie. My ability to think clearly will diminish and I will succumb to his self-centered cravings the longer I sit over his waist.

While I didn't answer his request to how he should undress me, he raised his wand, and instantly, I take it from him. I then fixed my necktie, put the invisible spell on myself, returned his wand to him, and slithered out of the common room, away from him.

I'm not sure if it's because of his abrupt conduct or anything else, but I'm definitely feeling irritated with him.

I felt hands suddenly seize my arm. I wanted to resist, but for some reason I couldn't. Perhaps there's a rationale for his behavior, but this is James Potter; he's incapable of feeling anything.

"What?" I say angrily, looking back at him.

"Do you not want me anymore?" James ask firmly.

I simply spun around and dodged what he had just asked, swinging my arm to cause his hand to come off.

"Legilimens," James whispered, but I countered it with Occlumency.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" I say angrily.

"You're not responding to me, so I just wanted to know what you're thinking,"

I give no answer, but instead turn around to glance at James. Just him being in my presence is getting on my nerves, and now he's used magic to try to get inside of my mind, when he's already the main source of what's on my mind.

I detest it.

"At least try to talk to me," James says softly,

"There's nothing to talk about," I respond.

James bends down at the waist and looks directly at me. I push him away, annoyed at this closeness, but just as the invisible cast comes off of me, I hear footsteps coming. It's his main group of friends, heading back to the Gryffindor's common room to get to their dorms.

"Prongs said that he was concerned about Evans and went back to the common room to check on her," Remus says.

Approaching closer towards us, James pulled me in and shields me under his invisibility cloak. In complete contradiction, I raise my wand, and attempt to escape from under his cloak.

"I can't believe Snivellus would say that to her," Peter says.

"What do you guys expect, he's a Slytherin," Sirius expresses with detest,

"Everyone in your family has been sorted into Slytherin," Remus reminds him.

I tried to push James off, but he captured my mouth taking hold of my wand. The angle isn't the best, and our position isn't comfortable, but the fact that we're standing inches from the Gryffindor common room, locking lips in front of his friends, disoriented me. Keeping our lips sealed together, with his left hand he folds his fingers with mine.

As soon as his friends walk into the Gryffindor common room, I break off the kiss. Wiping my mouth with the back of my left hand.

"Do I disgust you now?" James asks in a whisper.