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"I'm a Teacher"	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Ron Views: 7886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Luna was satisfied with how things were progressing. For the most part the rumors had died down, and no matter how much Skeeter tried to fan the flames, the spark had all but vanished. Nobody paid attention to anything that was said anymore.

Ron was relieved and his faith in Luna was strengthened. He always thought she had a head for the press but to know the inside workings as keenly as she did was fun to watch. She could manipulate right along with Skeeter but her integrity showed to any who knew her.

As he walked along Diagon Alley, making his way to the Quidditch supply store, when he was stopped. “So Mr. Weasley had a little defender.” He slowly turned and faced the blonde nuisance.

“Rita Skeeter. I would say it is a pleasure to meet you, but I try not to lie.” He said with a smile.

“Very humorous indeed. Tell me, how much did you pay your former lover to agree to be interviewed?” She titled her head and gave him an inquisitive look.

“Tell you what, why don’t you ask him how much I paid him.” He turned and walked away, leaving her standing there. He went about purchasing supplies for the upkeep on his broom, then quickly headed back to the Quibbler offices. He used his lunch break for errands and would have a sandwich at his desk. He had too many letters to go through.

It had been a week since he had seen Severus, and he had asked him to come to Hogwarts tonight, and he was going to make sure he finished work early so he could go home and get ready. He had a surprise for Professor Snape.

Ron had run through his parchments but was out of the offices in record time, Luna grinning at him as he hurried away. At home he made his way to his kitchen and grabbed a quick bite, then rushed through his shower. When he came out of his bathroom, a towel around his hips, he looked with a wicked grin at the clothes he laid out on his bed. “Get ready Severus, here I come.”

Severus checked the clock again. Ron was five minutes late, and while they had made no plans, there was something he had to talk to Ron about.

“Professor?” He turned from pouring his drink and damn near dropped the glass he was holding.

Ron was standing in front of the floo in his Hogwarts uniform. He had combed his hair in a little boy style, parted at the side with what must have been a wet comb. His trousers were the typical black, but it looked like he had charmed his robes to fit his taller stance and broader shoulders.

“Mr. Weasley.” He finally managed to say, trying his hardest to ignore the erection that had sprung to life in mere seconds.

“I’m sorry I’m late for detention Sir, I hurried as fast as I could.” He said feigning a sorrowful expression.

“Don’t move a step Mr. Weasley.” He forced himself back to his room, willing his cock to behave as Ron bit his lip and nodded his obedience. When he was behind his bedroom door, he waved his wand and transfigured his clothes into his teacher’s robes. His look had changed somewhat from the million button suit and high collar but for the sake of Ron’s nostalgia, he changed into the robes he used to wear.

Exiting his room, he assumed the intimidating stance he was known for and faced Ron. He noticed the jump of excitement and appreciation in the young man’s face as seeing proof that he would play this game with him. “Well Mr. Weasley, you compound your infractions by not only earning a detention but arriving late for that detention.”

“I’m sorry Sir, but you see…….” Ron’s arousal was showing, he had caught a glimpse of his trousers when the robes partially opened.

“Silence.” His harsh tone was commanding and to Ron it was the most erotic sound he had ever heard. “You will remain where you are, not moving a step from that spot until I return to collect you.” He moved closer, standing a hair away and whispering. “Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Sir.” Ron steadied his hand as Severus walked into his office. He’d wondered what Severus would say when he showed up in robes, but this was better than he thought. He didn’t just accept his fantasy, he was going to play along, and if he was correct in his thinking, he was going to make it better then Ron had imagined. He was going to……

“Weasley!” He turned sharply to see Severus holding open the door to his office. “I hope you don’t intend to spend the evening in daydreams and fantasies.” His lifted eyebrow at the last word sent a wave of longing through Ron’s whole body.

“No, Sir.” He walked forward and through the open door. As they passed into the classroom, Ron saw that the few windows and vent had been sealed up, as well as the potions storeroom. The classroom door itself now wore what looked like 25 locks in varying sizes and styles.

“Sit Mr. Weasley.” Ron turned and found Severus had placed a solitary chair at the head of the classroom, and slowly walked forward. On the blackboard he had written, ‘Safety Word = Quaffle’. “Do you understand what is written Mr. Weasley.”

“Yes, Sir.” Ron’s heart sped up. A safety word was called out when the game being played was too much for either partner. The professor obviously had something in mind and Ron would have the power to halt it at any time. His excitement grew. He didn’t know what was going to happen but he felt drawn all the more to Severus for making sure he had the power to keep himself comfortable.

“Good.” He waved his wand and his desk floated away, making room for a plain table to take it’s place. Severus moved to one side placing the table between them. “Stand.” Ron obeyed without question. “Place your palms flat on the desk and rest your weight on your elbows.” Ron took up his position and ended up bent in half at the table’s low height. Severus was still standing where he was and as a result they were eye to cock.

After a few moments of pure silence, Ron began to wonder how long he would have to remain this way. He thought about saying something, but his attention was drawn to his lover, who had walked around the table behind him. He knew better then to let his eyes of head follow him. He was in enough ‘trouble’ as it was.

His robes were lifted out of the way and left to fall down one side of his waist. Two hands settled firmly on his hips and roamed around, shifting to his back and waist, then up to his shoulders. Being groped by Severus was always a turn on, and before he knew it, he let his head drop, resting his forehead on the desk.

He had enjoyed the feeling for about half a second, before a hand fisted in his hair and lifted his head sharply. “You will not try and doze off now, will you Mr. Weasley?”

“No Sir.” He answered quickly and found his hair released. He bit his lip as the hands again continued their venture. Just as he was enjoying a nice ass massage, one hand disappeared and a second later a stinging slap was delivered. Ron let out a gasp and jumped, but managed to stay in position on the desk.

Severus stayed where he was also. Waiting to see Ron’s reaction to the spanking, and listening for the safety word, which was clearly in his vision. Nothing was said, and nothing was done. Both men still and anxious to continue. Severus took a moment to gently squeeze the softly he had spanked, just to let Ron know that he wasn’t engaging in this play to be cruel.

Ron however didn’t need the reassurance, he knew Severus meant this to be a game they would play. The fact that the safety word was printed largely, covering the whole blackboard, and placed right in his eyesight told him this. He wasn’t afraid of Severus, he never would be.

He raised his hand again and delivered another slap to the still warm ass. Ron managed to keep his jolt inside. He delivered another, and another. Then delivered one to the other side. Ron let his head fall a little but made sure not to let it drop to the table. His ass was hot and stinging from the effects, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t take. He was a bit stunned when it stopped.

Severus walked around again, and looked directly into his lovers eyes. Ron’s was panting lightly, but his eyes held nothing but excitement. He wasn’t hurt, he wasn’t humiliated. He was aroused, and Severus was glad. “Don’t move.” He said, and vanished into his office.

Ron waited patiently until he returned carrying a piece of parchment. He laid it out in from of him and Ron’s eyes widened as he saw the words printed out, the same ones that Ron heard when he was eleven years old.

“Read.” Severus said from his potions behind him. Ron reached out to take the parchment, but his hair was pulled yet again. “Do not move from your position.” When he replaced his hands, his hair was released. “Now, read.”

“You are here to learn….” SLAP! Ron paused only briefly. It would continue, so he continued and dropped his eyes back to the parchment, “…the subtle science…(SLAP)..and exact art of potion making. (SLAP) As there is little foolish wand waving here (SLAP) many of you will hardly believe (SLAP) this is magic. (SLAP) I don’t expect you will really (SLAP) understand the beauty of (SLAP) the softly simmering cauldron with (SLAP) it’s shimmering fumes, the (SLAP) delicate power of liquids that creep (SLAP) through human veins, (SLAP) bewitching the mind (SLAP) ensnaring the senses (SLAP)….I can teach you how to bottle fame (SLAP), brew glory (SLAP), even put a stopper in death.” (SLAP)

Ron was panting both from the effects of the spanks and the excitement of his ‘detention’. Severus leaned over his back, pressing his chest against his shoulder blades, and resting both hands over his. “Now then,” he whispered into his ear, “will you be late to a meeting with me again Mr. Weasley?”

Ron brushed his temple against Severus’s cheek. “Never Sir.”

“Good boy.” He lifted his body and gently eased Ron upright. Taking his hand, they walked to the office door. Before they entered Severus waved his wand, sending the classroom back to it’s original look, devoid of a safely word and extra locks.

Ron eased his tie off and unbuttoned his top button as they reentered his quarters and back to reality. “How are you?” He turned and smiled at Severus, who had shed his jacket, leaving him in black trousers and a white shirt. He had also unbuttoned his top button.

“It stings a little.” He said smiling, and reaching to gently massage his ass.

“There is a pain potion in the bathroom shelf.” Severus settled into the couch as Ron went to the bathroom. When he had sealed the door, he quickly unfastened his trousers and spun around.

He sucked in a breath at the sight. It looked much worse than he felt. Both cheeks were bright red and slightly puffy. He gently touched one and felt the sting even worse. He quickly downed the potion Severus mentioned and watched as the red marks and inflammation vanished. Giving himself a firm squeeze and feeling no pain, he settled his trousers and headed out to see Severus.

“All better?” He asked, patting the seat next to him.

“Yes, everything is fine.” He tossed his robes on a nearby chair and eased down beside Severus.

“Why did you do this?” He wasn’t complaining and he fully planed to continue it, with more games and different ‘punishments’, but for now, a simple scenario was better for the first time.

“I thought it might be fun.” He said with a smile. Those bright blue eyes sparkled when he smiled.

“There is something I wanted to talk to you about tonight.”

“What would that be?”

Severus picked up a letter that had been sitting on his table. “Dorian wrote to me.”

A/N: I got this little scene from a movie called ’Secretary’. I think it says a lot about those who like this type of playing.

I also used the first year speech from the book as opposed to the movie version.
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