Snape imagines | 1

1 - A crush on the professor

A/N/ i've just been looking at the first few chapters of this and they kinda suck LMAO, sorry. The tenses change and everything, it's horrific. Feel free to skip a few chaps, the writing gets better i promise <3

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Your POV

I'm awoken by the sound of my wretched alarm ringing, causing me to slam the snooze button as i groan, rolling out of bed.
Today was your first day back at Hogwarts, you were starting your seventh year.
I couldn't believe how fast it had gone, it seemed like only yesterday i was as nervous as could be, about to start my first year.

*Time skip*

You are on the train to Hogwarts and notice your mind wander as you sit with your friends, Harry, Hermione, and Ron.
You think of Professor Snape; the dark, menacing potions teacher, and feel a light blush start to form upon your face. You look out the train window, hoping that your fellow peers hadn't noticed your flustered appearance. You had always had a soft spot for the seemingly cruel man, there was something more to him that met the eye, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. You drift off to sleep, deep in thought...

You arise from your light slumber as you feel the train come to a slow hault.
"Come on Y/N!" Ron calls to you from the front of the train as you hastily grab all your belongings and rush towards your friends, ready to see everyone again.

*Time skip*

After finally having finished unpacking your many suitcases, you lounge around in the Y/H common room, chatting with Harry and Ron as Hermione sticks her nose into a book.
You hear the bell chime...
"YES!" shouts Ron, fist pumping the air, "FOOD!"
You and Harry laugh whilst Hermione scoffs, rolling her eyes at the childish boy.
The four of you make your way to the Great Hall, finding the Y/H table and sitting down, greeting your old friends.
Your eyes wander up to the teachers table, seeing if any new teachers had joined. But you only saw the same old teachers, you spot Professor Sprout, Professor Lupin, and smile to yourself, they were your favourite professors. Well...apart from the one obvious exception,
your eyes make their way over to Professor Snape and you're met with two piercing black eyes, staring back at you.
Shit...you think to yourself as you avert your eyes from his, blushing wildly. Was he...looking at me? But why?
You pay no extra thought to it and return to chatting with your friends as you all wait for Dumbledores annual boring speech he does every year.
At this thought, you notice Dumbledore arise from his colossal chair.
Here we go again...

*ANOTHER time skip*

You and the rest of the students all file out of the Great Hall briskly, as you pull out your new time table. You see that you have Herbology first, your eyes continue to scan the paper as you notice that you have potions with Snape last period...
You cram the time table back into your pocket, heading to Herbology.

Classes drag on for what feels like years, until the bell chimes once again, startling you. You gulp, mentally preparing yourself for potions class and make your way to said classroom.
You open the door cautiously and mentally curse yourself i'm the first one here?!
You spot the professor across the room, clearing up equipment presumably from the previous class, you cough, informing him of your presence. He looks up from what he was doing and his dark eyes lock with yours.
"G-Good morning Professor" you stammer, breaking eye contact with him as you do so, looking down at the floor.
"Early are we miss Y/L/N?" he questions you smugly.
Not knowing what to say, you awkwardly nod and make your way over to a desk at the back of the classroom, setting your bag down and pulling out your textbook.
Your fellow classmates begin to file into the room, bustling with conversation, Hermione walks in and smiles at you as she sits next to you.

"Silence!" Professor Snape instructs, instantly the entire class falls quiet as Snape begins to explain about some boring potion. You try to remain as interested and as focused as possible, but feel your eyes growing heavier by the minute. You feel yourself begin to drift off to sleep for the second time today but alas, you're suddenly awoken, hearing your professor's hand slam down on your desk. You jump, looking up at him as you blush like a fool.
"You dare to fall asleep in my class miss Y/L/N? Is it not interesting enough to your taste hm?"
Not expecting an answer he continues,
"Detention, 8:00pm. You will also be staying behind after class for a...talk." he trails off as you nod. You look up and are met with sympathetic glances from students, some wishing you luck.

As the lesson comes to an end the students make their way out of the classroom, a few saying goodbye to you.
You nervously look towards the front of the class and see Snape grading through a pile of papers.
"Here. Now" he commands with a firm voice, not looking up from the current paper he was grading.
You gulp and make your way over to his desk, as he finally stands up looking at you. Being as tall as he is, he looms above you, making you appear vulnerable.
"Care to explain why you fell asleep during class Y/N?" you feel yourself becoming flustered at his use of your first name.
"Well you see...i just- i didn't get much sleep last night Sir, i didn't realise how t-tired i was. It won't happen agai-"
He cuts you off, lifting your chin with his rough hand, you grow hotter as your eyes meet his.
"I see...and care to explain why you couldn't take your eyes off of me this morning in the Great Hall?" he smirks devilishly, enjoying your humiliation.
Oh my god he noticed
You think, resisting the urge to face palm. "I- I um, well you see i just-"
He once again cuts you off by surprising you as he moves closer to you, his face inches from yours. He moves a strand of hair out of your face as his cold lips brush against your quivering ones.
Oh my god-
you think silently as you feel his hand glide around your waist firmly, pulling you closer to him.
"You just...what?" he finally speaks.
"I just-" you begin to stammer, but are cut off by your professors lips crashing onto yours. This causes you to gasp, giving him the opportunity to dive his tongue into your mouth whilst his hands gently tug on your hair.
You begin to moan as he kisses you but he then pulls away, putting a cold finger to your lips, silencing you.
"Save that for your detention later..." he murmurs into your ear, leaving the classroom without another word...

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ahh! sorry if this was bad but i stepped right out of my comfort zone for this one! i really hope you all liked this though :) more chapters will be coming soon!