The Dark Lords Daughter

Attitude

The sun burned into my eyelids as I squinted towards the window. I took in my surroundings and found myself almost naked in the arms of none other than Severus Snape. I jolted up, fortunately not waking him, and grabbed my belongings. As I walked into the bathroom, I quickly dressed and jumped when I saw myself, my true form, in the mirror.

I couldn't even imagine the detentions I would've gotten if he had woken up first. I took deep breaths to calm myself before tip-toeing to the nightstand, scribbling out: I apologize for the abrupt leaving, but I wanted to assure you that I had a lovely time last night. Thank you for wasting your time with a stupid drunk woman, like myself. P.S. I made you coffee.

I swished my wand at the coffee pot on my way out and apparated home. I sat on my bed and pounded my head, trying to remember the events of last night. Did we have sex? To be honest, the thought doesn't bother me, but I wish I could remember even just a little bit of it. I mean, I've only been fingering myself to fantasies of him since I first started attending Hogwarts.

I packed my belongings, as school would start tomorrow, and used the rest of my free time collecting human blood, as I neglected to mention that my horrible father cursed me with vampirism. Surprise? The good news was, I only lashed out when I was overdue for a drink and blood touched my tongue, but I always make sure to have some blood stored. I drink a vial once every three nights to make sure I maintain control over my senses. The bad news? The only thing that makes my control weaken, is the blood of Severus. Every time I saw him, I could hear the blood pulsing through his veins, I could smell his delicious scent that flared my nostrils, and my fangs instantly flashed every moment I thought about him.

Dumbledore helped me gain control, and even now as he still has the same effects on me, I have learned to numb my own senses. A good trick I learned is that alcohol already numbs them so I need not worry when I get drunk. I didn't even want to think about the mess I could cause if that didn't occur.

Over the summer, I volunteered as a nurse so I had better access to stored blood. On occasion, a wounded person would appear in my care and I got to use my gift of healing by licking their open cut, after collecting enough blood from them, of course. Fresh blood is always better and vampires can last longer on it without needing to feed, that is why most keep their own personal humans or mate with one.

Not needing sleep, even though I still liked to most nights, I spent all night collecting vial upon vial of blood before heading to the Hogwarts Express. I sat in the way back, to myself, as I caught up on reading.

Soon enough, we arrived and I rushed to the great hall, starving from not eating for days. However, the second I opened the door, I froze and my eyes locked to the one person I hadn't expected to see. Since I wasn't prepared, my senses crazed over, taking in his scent as my body twitched. I immediately turned around and ran to the deepest of the dungeons, breathing slowly to regain control.

"Miss Night, why exactly are you down here and not in the Great Hall?" Severus' low voice made me jump as he had snuck up behind me. I turned from my seat on the windowsill and gulped, "I didn't feel well... The smell of, uh... The food suddenly made me sick."

He took a moment to reply, "Is that the best excuse you could come up with? Miss Night, the brightest witch to ever enter this school, could not even come up with a simple excuse off the top of her head?"

"Profess-"

"Such a pity, I thought I would have the honor of dealing with your insufferable attitude, much like in the previous years."

Tempted to say fuck it and let my vampire instincts take over, I asked, "Why'd you come back? I thought you were leaving to finally do something meaningful with your life?"

"Cheeky tonight?" He scowled.

"No, just merely curious." I shrugged.

He stared at me for a moment before answering my question, "Albus and Minerva for some reason felt that you need a babysit. Can't see why."

"What? I am well over the legal age and Albus still feels the need to treat me like a child? Why?" I demanded as I stood up, a foot from Severus.

"I would watch your tone with me. As to your protection, I am still clueless. None of you have provided me with any information as to why you, of all people, are so important. If it is continued that I am neglected useful information, I may just let whatever it is that you need protection from have you." He sneered, his face now inches from mine, "Now, tell me the real reason you ran from the hall or you may find yourself scrubbing my floors until morning, starting tomorrow after classes."

"You might as well just give me the damn detentions." I clenched my jaw, hoping to prevent saying anything I'd regret.

"If that is how you want to play, one week for lying, one week for your disobedience, and another for your language." He smirked, but I grinned.

"I feel as though this will be more of a punishment on you. Three whole weeks with a bitchy Slytherin? I almost feel bad for you."

"No need, I will enjoy every second of it, as I will have you begging for mercy." My thighs instinctively tightened together. I knew he wasn't being sexual, that he was going to make me work my ass off being his damn slave, but the way he said it made me aroused. I hoped to God he couldn't sense this.

"No comment? It is about time you learn when to bite your tongue," and that I was, biting it hard to remove my train of thought from my damp knickers. It was time to kiss ass to get the fuck away from him, "You are absolutely right, Sir. I'm sure you will have me on my knees, begging for you to stop your horrid punishments. I'm just an insufferable little wench that needs to be taught respect."

For some reason, my horrible wording made me more aroused. In a panicked rush, I state, "Oh, look at that. Time for bed! Wouldn't want to stay up when classes start tomorrow."

As I turned, he gripped my wrist and whipped me around, "do not think I can not see past your little tricks. You will NOT make a fool of me, understand?"

I nodded and said, "yup," before running to the Slytherin common rooms.

I ran into the bathrooms, charmed and locked it, and began pleasuring myself. Normally I take the time to imagine a whole scene with Severus, but I knew students were still out of bed and I was exhausted, so I finished quickly and headed to bed.