Severus Snape x Student

Chapter 8

I walked into the potions classroom for my detention. I was a little late as I had to stay behind to speak to the teacher of my last class.
The door closed behind me and locked. I turned to see that Professor Snape had been behind it.
"Oh! Professor, you scared me a bit," I said, placing a hand over my chest. The man waved his wand over the door before he swiftly put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back against a wall. My eyes widened and I looked at the taller man, worry in my eyes.
"Pr-Professor?!" I stuttered out. He placed a finger over my lips before he cupped my face and kissed me deeply. This surprised me, but I slowly melted into the kiss and set my hands against Snape's chest. He licked my lip, but I refused him access. He made a displeased sound, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to his body. I couldn't help but blush. He ended the kiss and looked into my confused eyes.
"I've been meaning to do this for a long time, Raven." He said, his voice laced with lust and desire. I exhaled and closed my eyes. I opened them again and smiled.
"I've been waiting for this," I sighed. He smirked and allowed the hand that was cupped around my face trail down to my chest, giving my left breast a gentle squeeze.
I couldn't help but let a small moan of his name escape my lips. He clearly enjoyed it, as he picked me up and pressed me against the wall. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck, then joining our lips in another kiss. I felt his manhood rub against me, causing me to blush and give a small moan. Snape chuckled lightly and held it against me.
I pulled away from the kiss, but Snape continued to kiss down to my neck and began to give love bites. I arched my back slightly and moaned.
"P-Professor..." I closed my eyes.

I woke with a start, breathing heavily. I held my chest and looked around. I was in my room. It was a dream. I groaned and slumped back into bed. My brain is such a tease.
I noticed a wet feeling in my pajamas. I sat up and pulled up the front of my pants.
Blood. Great.

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It's Friday afternoon. I just finished my final class of the day. I ran up to my room to drop my books off and grab my fabrics, needles, and the book I bought. I went down to the dungeons, hoping my dream from the night before would come true, and met Snape in his class room.
"Hello, Professor." I said, setting my things down a desk at the front of the room.
"Scrub the floors without magic." He grumbled, not looking up from the book he was reading. I just gave a nod and grabbed the bucket and scrub brush from the storage room, filled the bucket with water and some cleaner. I walked to the farthest corner and set the things down, got down on my knees and began to clean the floor.

As I scrubbed the floor, I hummed nursery rhyme tunes as I did this, trying to distract myself from the dream. Snape didn't seem to mind as he didn't say anything the whole two and a half hours it took me to clean the floors.
As soon as I was done, I stood up, emptied the bucket of water and put the supplies back.
"I'm finished professor. Is there anything else you'd like me to do?"
"No, that's fine."
"May I work on my dress now, sir?"
"Fine." He replied. I smiled and got to work on my dress, figuring out a pattern. I began to cut into the fabric. I started with the skirt, wrapping the cut fabric around my hips. It looked good so far. I opened the book to learn how to sew with magic. It took me a few tries, but I eventually got it, hemming the ends of the fabric with an even stitch. The top was going to be the hardest part. I forgot to get some thin foam for the built-in bra and the double-sided tape to make sure I was properly covered. I also forgot to get a zipper for the back. I sighed to myself, looking at the skirt. I wrapped it around my waist again. I groaned, noticing that after hemming it, it got shorter.
I undid my work and grabbed a larger piece of fabric. I made sure to make it a little bigger than how I wanted. I made sure that it was mid-thigh length in the front and a little longer than floor length in the back. I planned on wearing heels, so the back wouldn't be stepped on.
I was so focused on what I was doing, I didn't notice Snape watching me once in a while until I turned to ask him a question. I thought nothing of it. I walked over with my book.
"Professor, I don't think I'm pronouncing this spell right," I said, pointing to a word. He looked over the book.
"You think I know anything about this subject matter?" He questioned. I blushed and looked away, taking the book back. That was dumb.
"I suppose not," I sighed, going back to my stuff. I sat on the floor cross legged. I yawned but wanted to continue. This was something that should be taught at Hogwarts.
I read the section over and over, trying to make sense of it. I closed the book and took a deep breath. I folded my fabric and set it on the desk. I then played with the lace I got until I was dismissed, then went to bed.