I was able to get one good night of sleep before hell started, as Severus' first week of detention was scrubbing every inch of his classroom with nothing more than a damn toothbrush. I even had to repeat some of it after he purposely made a mess.
Saturday finally came, but I was too exhausted to do anything but sleep. Even though I technically could survive without sleeping, that doesn't mean the human part of me doesn't appreciate it. I missed every meal and just laid in bed, but I felt desperate for a drink. I snuck out and disguised myself near the gate before apparating to Hogsmeade. I entered the bar and, as usual, multiple men bought me drinks left and right, hoping they'd be the lucky man to take me to bed.
Unfortunately, I hadn't realized how many I had drank before I was almost wasted, "You guys... You all er awsum!" I laughed and stood on a table.
Suddenly, a man slung me over his shoulder, "I think it's time for bed." The man chuckled.
"Alright, sir. I've been a bad girl," I pouted and hung my head down his back as he replied, "that you have been, gorgeous."
"Excuse me," another man called, forcing me to look up.
"Oh! Ur the pofesur, ya? I been bad n in need of pushiment." I giggled as the man carrying me turned around, "Can I help you?"
"Yes, you see, she is completely drunk and I do not plan to let a disgusting git take advantage of that."
"As long as she's saying yes, then I don't see a problem," he turned around to walk when the other man pulled me off this guy's shoulder and roughly clenched me into his chest. He took out his wand and said, "as a professor at Hogwarts, I would highly advise you to walk away."
The younger man held his hands up in defense as my professor carried me upstairs, yet again, "do you enjoy almost getting raped?"
"Uh no, not that I know of," I laughed hysterically as he set me on the couch.
The second he grabbed me downstairs, I was instantly aroused. I couldn't help but to straddle his lap, as my good decision making was long gone, "ya know, I wisn't lyin' when I said I need punshent."
"This is not a good idea, miss..."
"Night." His body tensed under mine when I realized I just gave out my identity. As difficult as it was to think of on the spot, I added, "you know my little sis, ya? Painful wench she is," I laughed, hoping to cover up my nervousness. His eyes widened and then he scowled, probably at the thought of my beautiful disguise being related to my normal troublesome self.
Changing topics, I ran my hands through his hair and down his neck. If I had one more drink, my memory would be gone, and I was glad it wasn't, "may I ecterpence a dention?" God was I pathetic.
"As I said-" the annoyance in his voice cut off when I ground my hips down into his growing erection. I shrugged off my cloak to reveal a tank top and my breasts popping out of my tight bra. His hand gripped the back of my head and slammed it down so our lips crashed together.
Our tongues explored each other's mouth before swirling together. Breathless, I pulled away and whispered, "need to be taught a lesson, give me ur worst, pofessor."
What I didn't know was that he had snuck a potion into his mouth and held it until he kissed me, letting it slowly seep into my mouth. Within seconds I was slouched against his chest, groaning at being so tired.
He laid me down on the bed and let me fall into darkness. Luckily, he must've left early that morning as I noticed a note with a potion. The note warned me to be more careful and the potion was to help with my hangover. I recalled my behavior and was embarrassed, as he was my professor, no matter how much I fancied him.
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The Dark Lords Daughter
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