Snape's Room in the Basement | By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 41067 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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At 7:50 on Saturday night, Severus Snape rose from his desk and leaned casually against his desk. Stretching his long legs out in front of him, he stared expectantly at the dungeon doors. At precisely 8:00 Ginny crashed through the doors, her eyes flashing angrily, twin spots of rage coloring her cheeks. She stormed up the aisle, his parchment note clutched in her hand.
When she reached the end of the aisle, she glared up at him and began to yell. "What the bloody hell is wrong with you, you daft prick." She punctuated each word by hitting him with the rolled up parchment. "Are you trying to get us caught? I hope you know that Ron was there with this was delivered." She waved the parchment in his face. "He grabbed it out of my hand and read it. 'Submit to my every whim', 'be prepared to cooperate.'" She snorted. "Why didn't you just write 'Hey Ginny. Why don't you come down to my dungeon so I can shag your bloody brains out? I thought you were meant to be some great spy? Couldn't you have used a bit of subterfuge?"
Snape laughed and held up his hands up to deflect her strikes with the parchment. "And good evening to you too, Ginny. Have I ever told you how beautiful you are when you're angry?"
"You bastard prick." She yelled. "You did this on purpose. Do you know how fast I had to think to put Ron and Harry off the trail?"
"With those two idiots? Probably not very fast. And I had every faith that you could do it." Snape laughed, reaching out to pull her into his arms. "So what did you tell the Dunderhead Duo?"
"The truth." She said, smirking up at him. "That you and I made a bet on the Quidditch match and since I lost I had to do whatever you told me too. Like scrubbing cauldrons or scraping gunk of the bottoms of the desk. That's not what you're going to have me do, is it?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at him.
"Definitely not." He said, wrapping his arms around her and kissing the side of her head. "I have in mind something far more intimate. But we need to go somewhere more comfortable. Come with me." He linked his fingers with hers and pulled her towards a large portrait on the dungeon wall. Winking at her he leaned forward and whispered. "Ginny." The painting swung open revealing a narrow passageway. Snape led her down the short hall to a wooden door. Pulling out his wand he waved it across the door. "After you." He said, holding the door open for her.
Ginny entered into the room and looked around. Every wall was covered floor to ceiling with book shelves. A soft looking sofa and chairs of brown suede sat grouped around a fire place. There was a large desk littered with parchment and potions vials on the opposite side of the room.
"Welcome to my quarters." He said softly, following her into the room.
Ginny smiled up at him. "It's perfect."
"Come on." He grabbed her hand and pulled her down a short hall. "Bathroom is there." He pointed quickly to an open door. "And here is my bedroom."
Ginny entered the room and looked around. A huge four poster bed dominated the room. He had pulled the black covers back, revealing light blue sheets. "Black sheets in the laundry?" She teased, looking over her shoulder at him.
"Hush you." He said, moving about the room lighting candles.
Ginny sat down on the bed and turned to face him. "So what 'whim' do you have planned for me this evening oh Great Potions Master."
"Hmmmm." He bent down and placed his hands on either side of her and pressed his lips gently to hers. "Just a little the thing the muggles like to call '69'.
"Oh." Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. "Professor Snape's been thinking some dirty thoughts."
"Very dirty." He muttered against her lips, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulling her in for a hug.
Ginny hissed in pain when his arm tightened around her shoulder.
"What?" He pulled back, his eyes concerned.
"I took a nasty bludger hit the other day." She said, rotating her shoulder. "It still smarts a bit."
"I saw that." He said, sitting on the bed and reaching for the hem of her shirt. "Take your shirt off. Let me see."
Ginny pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. She faced out into the room, her back to him.
"Oh Merlin Ginny." His baritone voice was filled with concern. "Climb up onto the bed and lay down. I'll be right back."
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