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Propositions	By : Lauren_W Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 9532 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next morning both girls woke up and got ready for a possibly exciting and very nerve-wracking day. They spent the better part of the morning making sure they looked their best without looking like they were trying too hard.

It was a Saturday so they were not required to wear their school robes. Laura was dressed in a charcoal grey boatneck jumper, dark wash skinny jeans, and her usual maroon low-top trainers. Hermione was wearing a dark blue, long sleeve t-shirt with the Oxford logo on it, a pair of slim tan corduroy trousers, and dark brown leather boots to add some edge to her look. Both girls wore their hair down showing off their wavy locks, a bit of mascara and a touch of shadow to bring out their eyes. It was subtle, but very effective.

Satisfied with their appearance, the witches made their way down to breakfast chatting about classes and their schedules until they reached the Great Hall. Even with all of their primping and fussing, they were early and were some of the only people in the hall. Laura and Hermione sat at the far end of the table closest to the staff table and away from other students. Knowing that the staff rarely paid any attention to the students while they themselves ate made it an ideal spot.

Hermione looked around and realized that their target for the day had yet to show up and whispered, “Laura, should we come up with a plan before the Professor shows up?”

Laura covertly looked around the hall and after she was sure the Professor was indeed absent she leaned in closer to Hermione, “We wait until he gets here and we will observe him to gauge his mood. If he seems more surly than usual we may have to delay our plan, but if not we will wait until he finishes breakfast. When he leaves, we will wait a few minutes and make our way down into the dungeons. From what I know about him, he spends most Saturdays in his office for unofficial office hours. We will approach him in his office and present our offer.” She supposed as she leaned away.

Hermione was slowly nodding, “And once we are in there, presumably sitting across from him, how will we present this offer exactly?”

Laura sucked in her cheeks slightly, “I was thinking that we should slightly ease into it, but not be completely outright with it. He’s a Slytherin. He will appreciate subtlety and tact, not Gryffindor brashness. Mention that we mean to make a proposition and get him interested and keep him curious. When we finally let on, we’ll be sure to let him know that the decision is in his hands.”

Hermione smirked, “Good plan if we can keep the whole subtle angle going. And what happens if he doesn’t go for it and hexes us halfway to Thursday?”

Laura laughed, “Then we get the hell out of there and laugh about it a year from now!”

“If we live that long.” Hermione quipped before giggling along with Laura.

“And what, may I ask, has the two of you cackling this early on a Saturday morning when everyone else seems to have had the sense to have a lie in?”

Laura and Hermione immediately ceased their giggling and looked up the Potions Master, his eyes glittering. Hermione answered wistfully, “Oh nothing sir, just contemplating the longevity of out own lives.”

Laura could barely hide her smirk. The Professor seemed slightly confused, “And that prompted the screeching how exactly?”

“Well Professor, we were discussing possible causes for our demise, and the last one seemed probable and struck me as especially humorous.”

Still looking puzzled Professor Snape drawled, “Indeed. Now keep down the incessant chattering, I’d rather not be forced to listen to it before I’ve had my coffee.”

“Yes sir.” Both girls answered in unison grinning. With his brow furrowed, Professor Snape walked up to the staff table and sat in his seat. Headmistress McGonagall pulled him into a conversation as he poured his coffee, but even as she did, he furtively watched the two mysterious witches sitting below him.

Aware of the Professor’s presence, Hermione and Laura quieted their discussion of their plan to the tiniest of whispers. Little did they know they were only further arousing Snape’s suspicion.

“Hermione, do you really think he would try to hex us?”

Hermione tilted her head and rolled eyes slightly, “He very well might, but I don’t think it would be anything fatal. The bigger question is, do you think he’s onto us?”

Laura shook her head, “There’s no way he could be onto us. If anything, he might suspect that we are planning something but he can’t possibly know what we are planning to do or that it involves him.”

“Alright. I can’t believe we are really doing this!” Hermione said a little bit louder.

Laura smiled, “Me neither! I’m getting really excited here. I don’t know what I’m more nervous about: him probably kicking us out, or him saying yes!”

Both witches were smiling now and sipping their coffee, lying in wait for their person of interest to leave. Professor Snape had watched the whole exchange and caught bits and pieces. He was extremely curious about what the two women were planning and whom it involved. It appeared that they trying to be secretive, but really, that was one thing the both of them seemed to fail at. He smirked at the thought as he got up and left the Great Hall, robes billowing out behind him.

Snape made his way down into the dungeons, scowling at anyone who seemed too cheerful. When he arrived at his office he situated himself in the chair behind his desk and took a deep breath. “Why do I even bother with these office hours? Nobody makes the effort to come in for help. Especially the dunderheads who need it.” The Professor scoffed at his own mental ramblings before grabbing the stack of essays from the corner of his desk and reading through them with a critical eye.

Twenty minutes later the Professor heard a knock on his door. He frowned slightly before calling out a curt “enter” and looking back down at the parchment in front of him. When he looked back up he was faced with the two Gryffindor witches that had held his attention since the night before. They sat down in the two chairs in front of his desk and waited to be addressed.

Professor Snape sat back in his chair and studied the young women in front of him. On the surface they seemed calm, cool, and collected, but with further inspection he noticed that Hermione was wringing her hands slightly and Laura looked like she was biting the inside of her cheek.

Intrigued, the Professor finally addressed the witches,

“Miss Granger. Miss Stone. We meet again. What do I owe this surprise visit to?”

Laura looked over to Hermione and took a deep breath before locking eyes with the dark man opposite them. In the most confident tone she could muster she began, “Well Professor, it’s a bit of a personal matter. Hermione and I feel that you may be able to help us out with it.”

Snape arched his eyebrow, “And what matter is that exactly?”

Hermione piped up this time, “Sir it’s a matter of passion. Both Laura and I have a deep interest in a particular subject and we have been planning on how to pursue it.”

Laura smirked at Hermione, who smiled sheepishly in return. Snape watched this little exchange and was intrigued further, “What is the subject and what have you done to make pursuing it an option?”

“The subject is slightly dark in nature and a bit mysterious. We have done some research and observation, leading both of us to believe that we could handle it and even enjoy it.” Laura answered with a fire in her eye that Snape recognized as pure desire. By piecing together all of the hints he could only come up with one logical conclusion.

In a voice so low and menacing he inquired, “Miss Stone, are you implying that you and Miss Granger want to study the Dark Arts?”

Both Hermione and Laura’s eyes widened and they started shaking their heads, “No sir!” Hermione answered, “How ever did you come to that conclusion?”

“You believed I would be the best suited to help, you’ve been acting secretive, you mentioned that the subject was dark in nature, and Miss Stone had a look of immense desire in her eyes when she talked about it.” He rattled off easily before looking somewhat smug, “What other logical conclusion could I have come to?”

“You have the desire part right…” Laura said under her breath.

“What was that Miss Stone?” Snape snapped.

Looking him dead in the eye, “I said that you had the desire part right. I have a deep desire for the subject I’m pursuing. You, Sir, were just wrong about the subject. I’m not sure that subject is necessarily the right word for it now though seeing where your mind went.”

“What would be the correct word for it then, Miss Stone?”

Hermione answered, “Well no, subject could still be used, just in a different way. We don’t mean a class subject sir.”

“For the both of you being so bright you are being extremely confusing at this moment and it’s starting to get on my nerves. If you have something to say then just be out with it!”

Laura looked over at Hermione again before looking at the Professor again, “You think we’re bright?” she said in an astonished voice.

Snape huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose and was about to kick the girls from his office when Hermione spoke up, “Sir, we have a proposition for you. We were attempting a more Slytherin approach to it all, but it seems that we have led you down the wrong path.”

The Professor looked up at her eyebrows raised, “The two consummate Gryffindors trying to be Slytherin… how amusing. What is it then, that you wanted?” he drawled.

Laura smirked. The man was still somewhat intrigued, “The proposition involves you, Hermione, and me Sir.”

Snape looked more closely at the witches in front of him and started to piece together everything they said from a different perspective. There was desire involved and the subject was something that wasn’t academic. Could the subject be a person? And how would that involve him? That’s when it hit him. They wanted him and judging by the look in their eyes, it was in a very carnal way.

Why would two young, attractive witches want a man like me? He mulled over the new development before addressing the women in front of him, “Enough with the hints and clues. I believe I may have puzzled out what you are asking of me, but I’d like you two to explain yourselves. Now.”

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Laura organized her thoughts and decided to be completely honest. She opened her eyes and looked into his black ones, “Professor, this all started when I bumped into you last night. Something sparked in me when I felt you, even for that split second. I mean, I’ve always liked you, but our little collision added a new dimension to my fondness for you. That and while I was on the floor, it seemed almost like there was a look in your eye… something akin to lust. You shook off whatever it was, but it got Hermione and I talking. It seems that we both are very attracted to you and would like to explore it… if you are interested, that is.” She finished and took a deep breath and looked down at the floor willing away the burning blush that had settled into her cheeks.

Snape wasn’t as surprised as he thought he would be and knowing that he was wanted was a very pleasurable feeling. He looked over to Hermione who was staring at the corner of his desk and worrying her lower lip; he smirked and addressed the anxious young witch, “And you, Miss Granger? I can see that you were apart of the conversation and apparently find me attractive as well, but why is it that you are sitting here?”

She looked up and met his gaze, “Sir, I have wanted you for some time. When Laura and I figured out that we both felt the same way about you, we weren’t sure how to proceed. It occurred to Laura that it might be a benefit to see if you would be interested in us. The both of us.”

“So, in the plainest of terms, tell me what you want.” He drawled in the silkiest of tones. He knew, but oh how he wanted to hear them ask.

Laura met his challenging gaze, “Professor, we are asking if you would like to participate in a threesome with the two of us.”

When it was finally out in the open, there was silence. Laura and Hermione were watching Snape while he sat and pondered their offer. The fact that he wasn’t hexing them was definitely a positive sign. His lips were pursed and his hands were folded on his desk. Hermione was shocked that he was truly thinking it over; she was sure he was going to say no and make them feel like fools who would have detention for the rest of the year.

Snape’s thoughts were running a mile a minute and it was taking everything he had to keep his lips from smirking. “The two witches are attractive and they want me. There aren’t any laws about professors and students, as long as the student is of age and the fraternization is consensual. Yes, it’s frowned upon, but I’m already disliked so really, not much would change. Should I really give into their urges? They weren’t wrong the other night; I did think some very inappropriate thoughts about them… Damn it all, if this goes badly I will just obliviate them both... I need this and may never get another opportunity like it.”

“That is a very bold proposition to make Miss Stone. Before I contemplate further I must know, how old are each of you?”

“Nineteen sir.” Laura answered.

“Twenty sir.” Hermione also answered.

“Well at least you are of age. But now I’m curious, why are both of you beyond your years for a Hogwarts student?”

“The war sir set us back a year back Sir, and Laura started a year late. That and I used a timeturner my third year that added a bit to my age.”

“The fact that I’m even contemplating any of this is due to the fact that there really isn’t anything that says I shouldn’t, except my own code of conduct. I’ve always prided myself on being in control and holding myself to a high standard, especially in regards to being a teacher. I’ve never done anything untoward with any of my students. Ever. You are not the first to offer either. Although, I’ve never been asked to participate in a threesome, so that would actually be a first. Bravo.”

Snape stopped his speech momentarily to observe the grins spreading across the witches’ faces. He glared at them and they immediately schooled their features into something more neutral and attentive. The corners of his lips slightly curved at the response, indicating to him how much power he had over these young women. He continued on,

“If we are to do this there will be conditions. They will be my conditions. First off, you must not speak of this to anyone. My reputation is bad enough as it is. I will make you take a magical oath after we sort out the details of this arrangement. Second, you will do exactly as I say without argument or question. That may be hard for you to do with your incessant questioning, but you will do so if you truly want this. Lastly, after this I am still your professor, at least until this school year is over, and I will act as such. As will you. Nothing will change. Those are my conditions, if you do not agree with them you may leave.”

Laura and Hermione were astounded and like the bright witches they were, thought carefully about the Professor’s conditions. After a minute or so, Laura stood up and offered her hand to Professor Snape, “I accept your conditions sir.”

Hermione was warring with herself over his second condition but realized that she really did want this and wasn’t going to let her own insecurity get in the way, so she followed Laura’s example and offered her hand to Snape as well, “I also accept your conditions sir.”

“Very well. I’m assuming that, due to the brazenness of this proposition, neither of you are virgins?”

Both witches nodded.

“Good. Miss Stone, please take Miss Granger’s hand as well. Now, do you Laura Stone and you Hermione Granger solemnly swear that you agree and will comply to the conditions previously stated by me, Severus Snape, in regards to this arrangement?”

“We do.” Laura and Hermione said in unison. A white glow materialized around their and Snape’s joined hands signifying that the oath was finalized. All three of them took a deep breath and separated from each other.

“So now what?” Hermione asked.

“Now, I figure out what to do with the two of you.” Snape said silkily. Causing both Hermione and Laura to shiver. “Come back after lunch. I need some time to think and I don’t want to be interrupted by a meal. Eat up at lunch. The way I see it, you will not be attending dinner. Now, off with the both of you.”

Laura and Hermione nodded and quickly bolted from his office. The Professor laid back in his chair with his hands behind his head, and let his mind wander through all of the erotic fantasies he’d ever had.
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