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My First Detention	By : brokenme Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 2608 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Damnit!” Lane cried as she made her way to the tower. “How does Malfoy always get to me?!” She paused, leaning against the wall, mere feet from the fat lady’s portrait. She held onto her bag, just needing something to still her hands. She groaned as she remembered she had dropped her books when Draco had surprised her. “Now I have to go all the way back down to the dungeons to get them!” She hit her head on the wall, then slowly started to trudge back towards the potions classroom.
He felt a tinge of guilt, thinking back on what had happened but a day before. It had felt good, but he knew it shouldn’t. He and his ex-lover had raped a student...but they had both liked it. Just thinking about how Lucius had scared and over powered her, how they had made her skin blush, brought back those feelings. He could feel himself hardening, and cursed himself aloud. At this point, there was nothing he could do, but appease his other “brain”.
He moved aside the layers of robe, shirt, and pants, letting the cold dungeon air hit his heated cock. He sighed, leaning back in his chair as he gripped it, running a few fingers along its sensitive underside. He rubbed the head with his thumb, almost unconsciously, then rubbed the precum on his penis as lube.
His hand then seized the erection, gripping it tightly, trying to imitate the feel of the small student. He closed his eyes, picturing the scene. He and Lucius Malfoy, his enemy, plowing roughly into the young girl that was pleading and writhing between them. He picked up the pace, nearly choking his cock with the intensity. In his mind, his ex-lover had just emptied himself into the teenager and she began to close around him. He could feel it coming, so close. Any second and he would burst. “Professor?” Her voice set him off, streams of cum plastering his desk and pants.
Once he had stopped panting, the horrific reality hit him. The voice had not been from his erotic remembrance, it had come from the classroom outside his office. He grabbed his wand, cleaning the room and himself, before straightening and going to the classroom.
There she was, looking innocent as ever. She smiled. “Oh, hi professor. I didn't think you were here.”
He watched her lips as she spoke, daydreaming of all the pleasure they could give. He snapped out of it when he realized she had asked him something. “I’m sorry, what?”
“I said, I accidentally left my books here. Have you seen them?”
He put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently, the same hand he had just relieved himself with. He touched her just to touch her, and also to remind him that what was happening was real. “No. Perhaps one of your friends found them.”
She sighed. It was music to his ears, magnificent, but sad all together. “Sorry I couldn’t help you Miss Morgan.”
She gave a half smile. “It’s okay Professor Snape. I’m sure I’ll find them. Thanks for the help.” Snape was acting weirder than normal, but she wasn’t quite sure whether or not it freaked her out. “Guess I’ll see you later, professor.”
He licked his lip. ‘I hope so.’
She slowly walked up the stairs from the dungeons. “Now what am I gonna do? How am I ever going to find them?!” She sighed, exasperated.
~~~~~~The Library~~~~~~
Lane went into the library, trying to buff up on some of her reading. She scanned through a few books, the large, dusty volumes making her drowsy. She fell asleep on top of a book labeled “Gallant Ghosts and Mystic Mummies”.
She awoke some hours later, for it had darkened outside. She felt a bit groggy, looking around to see who all was still in the library. She nearly hurled herself under the table when Draco entered, followed close by Pansy Parkinson. She sighed in relief.
Draco’s eyes flashed over hers and he smirked. Pansy grabbed his hand, pressing herself against him suggestively. He looked at Lane, wiggling his eyebrows. She rolled her eyes in disgust, getting up and leaving the library.
“Why can’t you just leave well enough alone, Draco?” She walked down the corridor, trying to distance herself from him.
“I don’t know what you mean.” He smiled widely, flicking his tongue over his lips.
“This! The sexual innuendos. You’re always there, always kissing and groping. It might be fun for you, but it sure isn’t for me.”
He growled. “Women are so hard to please.” He sniggered to himself. “Why should I leave you alone? What’s a helpless little Mudblood like you going to do about it?”
Lane’s cheeks were flaming red and she turned on him, grabbing him by the front of the robe and slamming him against the brick of the wall. “Don’t call me a Mudblood, damnit!” She screamed at him, then turned away, sniffling as tears rolled down her cheeks. “Leave me alone, Malfoy.”
His eyes widened, and though he hated to admit it to himself, he felt a sting in his heart as she called him by his last name, which she had never done before. He gaped as she ran, pained gasps and ragged breathing could be heard from along the hall.
~~~~~~One Month Later~~~~~~
Snape had decided it was about time he kept up his end of the bargain with Lucius. He started sneaking around, following him wherever he went.
Draco had stopped his advances on Lane, at least for a while. He had decided to leave her alone after their fight, but shagging mindless whores like Pansy just couldn’t fill the void. He saw her again in the library, hoping she had cooled down in the month since their confrontation. She still hadn’t found her books, and was forced to share with whoever she was partnered with in classes.
It looked as though she had fallen asleep, face on her hand, elbow propped up on the table. She must have been very tired. He sat beside her and yanked her arm from under her. Her face hit a book with a small thud, effectively waking her.
She blinked several times, muttering about bastards and such. She yawned and rubbed her eyes, then looked over at Draco, who had his hand on her thigh. She jumped, nearly falling out of her chair.
“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” She grabbed her chest, trying to slow her breathing. “God, you’re like a nightmare.”
He grabbed her hand, hoisting her up. “Come with me.” His voice was emotionless, his face a blank mask, but his voice seemed tender and husky.
She followed him dumbly as he led her towards the back of the library.
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