The Lust Potion *OneShot*

Detention

"Detention, you foolish girl!" Snape angrily whispered as he looked down at me.

My cauldron had exploded and before I even realized what was happening, my back was slammed on the floor and professor Snape was shielding me with his body. His breath was hot and labored against my neck, it felt heavy and quick as if he were trying to catch it.

He stared at me for just a few moments before removing himself from my person and stalking to his office in the back. The rest of the day was long and impatient. I was anxious to get to detention, even though they have been assigned more frequently.

I had been infatuated with Snape since year one, but I would never admit that to anyone. Ever since I sorted my feelings for my head of house, Slytherin, I began doing weird things. First, it started as normal dreams of hand holding, but then it went on to me riding him in his storage closet, weird feelings when he looked at me, and eventually experimenting with how he made my body feel. Being a seventh year now, I understood exactly what those feelings were, and you could bet your arse I acted on them frequently in the prefects bathroom when Moaning Myrtle was busy with other engagements.

"What happened?" Snape asked as I entered the room.

"I have no idea, but I know it wasn't me!" I defended. "I bet it was Mercer."

"Revenge for you turning him down last week?" He asked. Snape and I have become sort of close the past few years, with all the detentions I've had. He didn't treat me different, but in detention we'd been talking and I've gotten to know him better than anyone in the school.

"I wouldn't doubt it. He gave me a pretty nasty look as he stormed off. That was after he called me a whore." I begun to clean, as that was the customary detention.

"My, such foul language, and you just let him get away with it? How... Un-slytherin of you."

"If you're encouraging a student to seek revenge, I may have to watch out for you as well. You may be fraternizing with the enemy." I smirked as I worked the cauldrons.

"I would not dream of plotting with Krey. He is very simple minded, his form of getting back would be to throw toilet paper around your bed." His eyes kept scanning his papers, scowling as he marked a piece of parchment with a T and said under his breath, "dunderheads."

"He's already done that to Jen. She told the whole common room that he had a small penis." I knew telling him was extreme, but it made me laugh to see the look of disgust when I brought up topics as such.

In the midst of my laughter, he growled and said, "you just bought yourself a week's worth of detention."

"That's hardly fair!" I turned and stomped my foot.

"Quit acting like such a child and-" his scowl disappeared and his eyes went wide.

"Professor? Is something the matter?" I look him over, but notice nothing out of the ordinary.

"Detention is over, get out." He bowed his head and brought his hand below the desk so I couldn't see.

"If you have stomach pains, I can fetch you a potion." I offered but he violently shook his head and abruptly stood up when I saw what was the matter.

For a brief second, I caught a glimpse of the large bulge in the front of his pants before he swiftly turned and made for his office. Due to obvious pain and discomfort, Snape neglected to lock the door, allowing me barge in on him with his hand below the desk once again. Only this time, I assumed his hand was working his hardened member.