Snaring Snape

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Snaring Snape 8

~* Snape’s Fantasy *~


-- Not sure if this idea has been used elsewhere, but I hope you enjoy !!

>> Please read carefully in the beginning or you will be lost.

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Saturday afternoon, three people stood in front of the workbench in the potions room staring at three glasses of a brown glutinous liquid. The dark man looked at the petite brunette, who already had her face scrunched in a distasteful way. The red head, as always, seemed eager to begin.

“Ready ?” The Professor asked the students. “Don’t worry, Miss Granger. I had made this potion puuuuurfectly.” He said with an evil grin.

“Oh, ha ha. Not funny, believe me.” Hermione said.

“I don’t get it.” George complained.

“Never mind. Are we ready ?” Snape asked again. The students nodded. All three added the last ingredient to their potion. Snape’s turned orange, Hermione’s turned purple and George’s turned a golden yellow color. They each picked up their glass and drank. George’s face screwed up and he felt as if he might be sick.

“Blech !! Bloody hell, that’s awful.” The red head said before he doubled over with a weird pain.

“Now you understand the face.” Hermione said as she cringed, watching her feet grow larger.

“Sorry, but there’s no way to make it taste better without losing effectiveness.” Snape said as he was shrinking and growiong ong hair.

After a full minute of groans and gasps, three different people stood looking at each other. There was a woman with long auburn hair wearing robes that were much too large for her. A stout and sturdy fellow stood beside her with wide eyes staring at the other two and a tall blonde leered at the others.

“Longbottom ?” The woman said with Snape’s voice.

“Well……. Harry and Ron have told me stories about …..” Neville said looking down the front of his robes at his naked body. “Oh my !! They weren’t kidding.” He said with Hermione’s voice.

“So you’ve got a thing for Susan Bones ?” The blonde asked with George’s voice.

“She is quite well proportioned.” The woman said as she ran her hands down her curvy body. “And I like red heads.” Susan said with a snide look to the blonde. She waved her wand muttering an incantation for each of them. “There, that’s better.” Susan said in her own voice.

“Brilliant !” Draco said, sounding like himself.

“Draco Malfoy ? Really George, you couldn’t think of anyone better ?” Neville asked, now with his correct lilting accent.

“I always wanted to know what he looked like out of his Quidditch robes.” Draco said as he began to undo his robes. The other two watched with interest as the blonde’s body was exposed.

“Well, Neville’s got him beat in that department.” Neville said with a giggle.

“We only have an hour. I suggest we go into my quarters.” Susan said leading the way into Snape’s private chambers. When they were in the bedroom, Susan put up silencing and locking spells on the room. The three people finished disrobing quickly, while eyeing each other with some interest.

“Goodness.” Draco said running his hands over Neville’s shoulders and back. “I never knew he had gotten so muscular. And look,” Draco said as he stroked Neville lightly, making his shaft hard. “I definitely didn’t know about this not so little secret.”

“Oh Merlin, that feels good !” Neville cried. “I never knew it felt like this.” He said rocking himself into Draco’s grip.

“Not too much now. She’s not used to these sensations.” Susan said. Both young men turned to look her over.

“Mmmm.” Draco said. “I wholeheartedly agree with your choice. Lovely large breasts and full rounded hips.” Draco said as he took the woman in his arms. He leaned down and kiss the red headed woman. Neville shuttered, watching the image of the pride of Slytherin kissing the well known Hufflepuff. This would just not happen ! The woman stepped back and looked into blue-grey eyes.

“I have been watching her develop for the last year or so. I must say I am not displeased with the results.” Then the woman turned her gaze on Neville. “And I will never look at Mr. Longbottom in quite the same way.” Susan said pulling Neville’s head down to kiss him. The kiss was strange, Hermione thought, Susan’s smaller mouth, but with Snape’s demanding style. Very different. Then Susan cupped Neville’s sac squeezing playfully as he sucked in his breath.

“What should we do first ?” Draco asked.

“I know what I would like.” Neville said. Susan raised an eyebrow at him. A rather funny expression to see on her face.

“Never mind, I know what you want.” Draco said. “Up on the bed ..….. ‘Neville’.” Neville climbed quickly into the middle of the bed resting back on the pillows. Draco climbed in between the Gryffindor’s legs as Susan lay next to Neville and began kissing his neck and ear.

Draco held the rather sizable length in his hand studying it for a moment, then licked some wetness off the tip. The owner of the shaft jumped at the contact. Draco chuckled. Susan ran a small hand down, cupping the excited man’s sac and squeezed gently as Draco took the length in his mouth. Neville was gasping, his mouth open and head thrown back, oome ome by the unfamiliar sensations.

“Try to relax and concentrate on something else.” Susan whispered in the highly aroused man’s ear. Neville swallowed thickly and pulled Susan over to kiss her. But the kiss was so sensual and the press of her breasts against him so novel, he felt his sac tighten dangerously. Draco was now working in a slow rhythm up and down the reddened shaft. Neville pulled his mouth away from the kiss panting.

“Oh …..I can’t ……..I think…...AH !” Neville said exploding into Draco’s waiting mouth. The blonde lapped at the brown eyed man’s softening shaft.

“Not so easy, is it ?” Draco asked with a lop sided grin.

“Well, I know what you can do while you are waiting to recover.” Susan said giving Neville a knowing look. She laid down on the bed. Draco sat up by her head hoping for a little attention and to play with her breasts. Her hand curled around the blonde’s neglected shaft stroking him gently, eliciting a groan of pleasure from him. Draco’s slim fingered hand cupped the red head’s weighty breast and pinched the nipple.

Neville had a dubious look on his face when he crouched in between the red heads legs. He had never done anything like this before.

“If anyone should be good at this, it is you.” Susan said catching the expression on Neville’s face.

“I suppose. But I only know what I like.” Neville said still looking worried.

“Then show me what you like best. It will be a totally new experience for me.” Susan said laying back and opening her legs wider. The blonde leaned over and captured her mouth making her wriggle her hips in Neville’s face.

Steeling himself, Neville parted the auburn curls to expose the moist lips in front of him. He gave the exposed nub a tentative lick and felt the woman jump at the contact. Encouraged by this, he took each of the nether lips into his mouth, sucking on them lightly. When a moan accompanied another wriggle he decided to really do something he thought might feel good. Opening her wider he took the flat of his tongue and ran it over her entrance.

“Oh ….that’s good.” The red head purred with some surprise. Neville did it several more times, then plunged his tongue deep into her entrance. Susan nearly came off the bed, but Neville held her down repeating the action as she began to pant. He couldn’t pass up wriggling his tongue inside her, hearing her gasp and feeling hlenclench around him. Draco’s agile fingers came down to stimulate her pleasure bud as Neville kept up his actions. Susan felt her body was on fire, the sensations so different and intense. Neville drew Draco’s fingers away and placed them at the woman’s entrance. Draco smoothly pushed in two fingers and pumped gently. Neville moved up to roll his tongue across the hard pleasure bud. Under the care of her lovers, Susan was soon screaming out her completion, shuttering violently and gasping for breath.

“Blessed Merlin !! How do you stand that ?” The Hufflepuff asked with her eyes still closed. Neville giggled.

“You get to like it. Just wait until there’s something better than fingers inside you.” Neville said as he crawled up her body and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips.

“We haven’t much time left.” Draco pointed out. “I suggest me get to it.” The others agreed.

Neville lay down again, stroking his revived length. Susan straddled him. With a breathy laugh she leaned forwaracinacing a breast at Neville’s lips. He smiled and opened his mouth to suck the nipple in, while she moved her hips over top of his. Draco grabbed the other man’s shaft and held it in position for the red head. She sank down, the feeling of fullness overtaking her, she groaned loudly. Neville also let out a satisfied groan as the unfamiliar sensations enveloped him. They remained motionless, just enjoying the feeling of being joined. Draco came behind Susan and bending her over, massaged a balm into her second entrance. Susan lifted herself off Neville’s hips, moving up and down his shaft. The brown eyed boy watched his shaft appear and disappear as she moved.

“That’s amazing.” Was all he could pant out. He thrust up into her for several strokes, just to see how it felt, until Draco was most insistent that they both hold still. The blonde had lubricated his shaft and placed it at Susan’s entrance. As he pressed in, all three of them moaned almost in unison.

“Oh…” Susan breathed out next to Neville’s ear.

“How does it feel ?” He asked curiously.

“Unbelievable !” She gasped out. Draco was rubbing her back, letting her get used to the invasion. Neville began moving beneath her, then Draco joined in. The two men were working in a syncopated rhythm, so each could feel the other’s strokes. One would be pulling out as the r war was thrusting back in and the woman between them moaned and whimpered continually. Draco’s exclamations were growing louder. Neville reached a hand between their bodies to feather his fingers over the aching bud of the red head. She ground into his touch as her release hit her full force bringing the blonde with her, they both screamed out. The brown haired boy continued to stimulate her as he thrust up hard eventually finding his release with a loud growl of pleasure.

When they could breath again and separated, Susan got her wand and uttered cleaning spells for each of them. They lounged on the bed together in a heap of naked limbs. Gradually the bodies of the three people on the bed went back to their original forms.

Severus took up his wand and removed the voice spells from each of them, then gather his students to him. George had his head on his Professor’s shoulder and Hermione laid her head on the dark man’s chest.

“I always wondered what it felt like.” Hermione said wistfully.

“So did I. That was what gave me the idea. No wonder it can be hard for some woman to claim their release, you have so much stimulus to process. Men are pretty straight forward.” Severus said.

“Yes.” Hermione giggled. “ I found that out.”

“I have a whole new respect for Neville. Can’t wait to sneak a peak at him in the showers.” George said with a chuckle.

A comfortable silence fell over them. Finally, Hermione sighed. Severus looked down at her with a questioning eyebrow.

“Is this it then ?” She asked, looking a little sad. Severus furrowed his brow trying to understand her meaning. “Are we going to see each other anymore ?”

“Course we are, ……. aren’t we ?” George asked looking into the dark man’s face.

“I hadn’t made any direct plans, but I hoped we might. Unless you two are tired of me.” Severus said, his comment met with fierce protest and much kissing and fondling.

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Severus sat in his favorite chair next to the fireplace, drinking his best whiskey. He sighed contentedly. This was the time of year he liked best. The castle was nearly deserted. Quiet filled the halls, where there would usually be the boisterous voices of the students rushing from class to class. But, he had to admit, there was a certain sadness in the flight of the students. George had graduated this year and Hermione would soon follow. Sighing again, he took another long sip of his drink. Those two had kept him busy and nearly ……. content, this past term. The three of them had met most every week. In between bouts of lovemaking Severus had found himself tutoring, listening and advising his young lovers. Theood-ood-byes had been in the public eye and had therefore had to be quick and reserved. He wondered if they knew how much they meant to him. How much he had enjoyed their time together

“Better not to dwell on it.” Severus said, standing up to ready himself for bed. He turned when he heard a tapping at the window. Opening the window a small black and white colored owl flew in and landed on his desk. It straightened up and glared at him haughtily. Severus looked at the visitor curiously. The owl held out it’s leg, as if the say ‘I am here with a purpose, you fool’. He untied the message and took it back to his seat by the fire to read it.

‘Severus,

I know you are probably having a whiskey, toasting to the gods, thanking them that we’re all gone..’

George knew him so well.

‘but Hermione just sent me a note. Her parents will be traveling for a couple of weeks to a convention in America. She has invited both of us to come stay with her ! I know you must have loads of things you do over the summer, but this is an opportunity for us all to be together with no prying eyes. I know it’s only been a week, but I miss you already. Hermione does too, she just didn’t want to bother you yet. She said you need some time alone. Well I say bullocks to that ! You need time alone with us !!

Please say you’ll come. Hermione has promised to show us all about the muggle world. Well, you may not find that exciting, but I do. What is pizza, anyway ? Or a DVD ?

Like my owl ? Mum gave Fred and I each one for graduation. She’s a right snobby little thing, but she gets the job done. I call her Severa. (wink, wink) Send your reply back with her.

Can’t wait to see you,

George’


Severus put the note down on the table next to him. Severa, indeed. He and the owl regarded each other for a moment. She blinked her eyes, cocked her head at him as if saying ‘hurry up, I haven’t got all night’. Pulling a parchment, quill and ink from the drawer, he wrote out his reply. A smile crept to his lips. Two weeks alone with those two and he might need to be taken to St. Mungo’s, but what a way to go ! He tied his note to the owl’s leg and took her to the window. She gave him an affectionate nip on his finger, then was off.

Severus sat down again, gazing into the fire. His melancholy having left him, he mused about his young lovers. Leave it to Hermione to find a way for them to see each other and leave it to George to insist upon it. Yes, Severus knew he could always count on the passions of a red head.

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That\'s all folks !! PLEASE........ I\'m begging for reviews here !!!

(I have had some requests to continue this with the summer fun at Hermione\'s. Not sure right now. What do you think ?)


Glinda



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