Professor Severus Snape, the foul tempered Potions Master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, has lived a controlled and solitary life. When he finds himself undeniably drawn to a beautiful and clever seventh year Ravenclaw student with a complicated past, the walls he built around his heart begin to crumble. With the return of the Dark Lord and the threat of war looming over them, will they survive?

How will (Y/N) (Y/L) get along with the Potions Master - Severus Snape, as she becomes the teacher of Hogwarts of Herbology momentarily? This is fun 'little' mashup with the characters of Harry Potter - so please, do not think way too much of the original story as you read this. It's way more fun that way. Just sit back and enjoy! :)

Crowley enjoys Aziraphale's couch. Complete. Crowley x Aziraphale. Explicit mature content at the end. If that's all you're here for, skip to chapters 5 and 6. If that's not what you're here for, feel free to skip it when you get to it in 5, and read the conclusion of 6. 7 is a bonus chap that can be read essentially as a mature oneshot. Enjoy! All character rights to Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett.

Their kiss continued, brutal and hot. Aziraphale suddenly remembered how his arms worked circled them around the demon's waist pulling him closer. Crowley broke off the kiss with a sharp inhale and moved his head to rest against the angel's. "Tell me to leave, angel." Raw need vibrated through the demon's voice. He pressed his forehead against Aziraphale's. His hands trembled as they cradled the angel's face. He took another ragged breath. "You don't want to do this! You don't want this from me!" Now it was Aziraphale's turn to take a inhale deeply. Their mouths were so close that their breath mingled. He could feel heat from the demon, from their pressed foreheads, down his chest, to his groin. He drained away the minor alcohol in his system and let cold, hard clarity wash over him. This was...dangerous. This was wild and thoughtless. Hedonistic. This should stop. That would be for the best. Safe. Sane. Responsible. "No" Aziraphale's voice ghosted the word. Then bolder, louder, steadier "Stay, please. I want this." He clasped his hands against the demon's and tipped his head back to meet Crowley's eyes. "I want you."

you a Hogwarts student have found yourself in a predicament, you like your potions professor. But you slowly realize he has a secret of his own.

Ivy, a student at Hogwarts, has always been fascinated with Professor Snape and his *teaching*. She keeps this infatuation to herself until she turns 18 and allows herself one night. That one night turns into her world. The eldest of the Weasley triplets, Ivy has no idea what is in stock for her after that night. It is, after all, only supposed to be one night. **Part of Legacy Novale's Writing Competition**

A teacher/student relationship, lots of smut, have fun~♡

Hecate Black is the daughter of Sirius Black. After his death, she finds comfort in the arms of her former teacher.