𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑜𝑔𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝐿𝒾𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓃 ||(A Severus Snape love story)

Sly cat

Implied smut¬

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I watched Filch dart across the halls, observing students in a frenzy about their dates at breakfast. "The annual winter dance," Severus muttered, as he watched me chuckle at the students scurrying from table to table.

"It's intriguing to watch it unfold," she remarked casually, her foot gently tracing up and down Severus's leg, causing him to choke on his water.

He swallowed the water, trying to maintain his composure, but her unexpected touch caught him off guard.

He cleared his throat, trying to regain control of himself. "Yes, well, the students tend to... get a bit excited for dances like this."

"I don't understand why. Personally, I don't find them interesting to attend," she remarked, taking a bite of her muffin.

Severus was slightly surprised by her comment. "You don't find dances interesting?" he repeated

He took a sip of his drink, his eyes studying her face. "That's unexpected. I always assumed you would enjoy such events."

"I enjoy observing the events rather than participating in them. I much prefer dancing in a quiet room to my own music, perhaps with someone—if you ask nicely," she mused, winking at him.

Her words, and the accompanying wink, sent a spark of heat through his body. He tried to hide it, but the faint blush that tinted his cheeks betrayed him.

"Such a pity," he murmured, his hand lightly brushing her arm. "I'll have to find a different dance partner to assist me in teaching my Slytherins the waltz."

Calliope raised a brow. "I suppose you could," she whispered, her fingers trailing up his leg, nearing his cock. "But they wouldn't be as good as me."

Severus shivered as her fingers danced up his leg, the proximity to his cock causing his heartbeat to quicken and his breath to hitch in his throat.

He tried to maintain a steady voice, but the way she was looking at him made it difficult. "Is that so?" he managed to say, his voice a little huskier than he'd intended.

Her hands brushed his Cock quietly under the table, eliciting a stifled groan from him.

Chuckling, she released him, watching his surprised expression. 'I'll meet you there.'" he looked up at her, his now growing erection covered by his cloake

"M-meet me where?" he managed to ask, his voice a little unsteady now. "Well, the common room, of course," she replied, rising from her seat. "Can't have you dancing solo."

"Right," he managed to say, his voice regaining some of his usual composure. "The common room."

Severus stood as well, trying to will away the evidence of their previous interaction, and followed her as she left the Great Hall.

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I heard Severus scolding the children from the doorway and suppressed a chuckle as I watched the doors swing open before me. Deciding to shed my cardigan, I opted for a dark green dress that complimented my hair wonderfully.

Severus finished his scolding, his stern voice echoing off the stone walls. He turned, intending to enter the common room when the doors swung open and he saw Calliope standing there in a dark green dress.

The sight of her took his breath away. The way the dress hugged her curves, bringing out the gold in her hair, made his heart skip a beat. He swallowed, his eyes taking in her beauty.

"You're late," he said, raising a brow.

"I got lost," she replied, perching on his desk. "I hope you didn't start without me."

Severus' watched her perch herself on his desk, a smirk playing on her lips. "Well, it's a good thing I was patient," he replied dryly, his eyes never leaving hers.

he stepped in front of her, he was close enough to inhale the scent of her, which only added to his current state of agitation. He waited until she parted her legs before moving to stand between them, his hands resting on her knees.

"You look ravishing," he whispered into her ear, his voice dangerously low. "It's a shame they're waiting on us."

She gasped softly at his words. "And why is that?"

He drew himself closer to her, his body now almost pressing against hers, his mouth mere inches from her ear. His voice was a near whisper as he replied.

"Because I want nothing more than to have you right here, right now. To Fuck you senseless right on this desk," he murmured, his lips brushing against the skin of her earlobe.

His hands tightened their grip on her knees, the proximity to her making his self-control waver.

"I'd rather have you all to myself, not having to share you or your attention with anyone else..."

Before she could catch her breath, Severus pulled away, extending his hand to her. "They're waiting," he said with a smirk. "You sly cat," Calliope remarked, watching his smile unfold.

He was clearly getting back at her for this morning.

Severus chuckled darkly at her observation, his smirk widening as he took her hand and helped her off the desk. The sight of her slightly flushed cheeks and the slight breathlessness in her voice told him she had enjoyed his closeness as much as he had.

He leaned in again, his mouth near her ear.

"Consider it a taste of what's to come once the lesson is over," he murmured,

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they entered the common room, they noticed the students' eyes fixating on them.

"I thought the librarian was an older lady, wasn't she?" Severus overheard a student say from across the room.

"Old lady or not, she's still an absolute Ride," a girl remarked beside him.

"Quiet," Severus commanded.

"Tonight, as it's the annual winter dance, Headmaster Dumbledore has instructed us to teach you the waltz," he announced, observing the students listening intently.

"Ms. Foxx, our librarian," he continued after a pause, "has graciously agreed to assist."

She bowed politely, nodding to the students.

The students watched intently as Severus explained the purpose of the lesson. A murmur of excitement passed through the group upon hearing that the beautiful librarian had agreed to pair up with their grumpy Potions Master.

Severus and Calliope moved across the room gracefully, their steps synchronized. Her dress billowed out from her legs as they twirled and spun, their movements almost effortlessly beautiful.

The room had fallen silent, the only sound being that of the music and the scraping of their shoes on the floor. When the music faded, the students all released breaths they hadn't realized they'd been holding.

"See you tonight," she said, "You owe me a real dance" she finished winking and gracefully bowing as she exited the room.