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Snape's Pain	By : Penniwhistle Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 18346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
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Severus Snape no longer had tears to shed. He'd ran dry nearly fifteen years ago, when he failed Lily. He had years of excuses, rationalisations about this; weakness would betray his goals to the Dark Lord, emotion ruin his occlumency. Another ripple of fury coursed through him - Albus and his demeaning "request" to teach the boy how to guard his mind. His balled fist slammed into one of the many jars lining the shelves of his office, spilling yet more precious ingredients.
Blood pooled with the saline solution pickling the griffin kidneys previously contained, forming an almost hypnotic pattern. Snape stood silent for a while, long enough for the liquids to diffuse through each other before the rage passed. He cursed his weakness, shameful of his actions even when they were confined to his private chamber. But these episodes were becoming more frequent, more wrathful. The shard of glass currently protruding from the back of his hand was not the first. With barely a sound he tore it away, uttering "Vulnera Sanentur," almost disapointedly. But he could not give into this pain.
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Hermione blushed, unaccustomed to her body. She felt horrified by the male urges that spilled over her, forcing her to stare at students who passed her by. Did all men feel this way, or was Professor Flitwick just an odious pervert? She worried the former...the Polyjuice Potion mimicked only the body of the target, after all. Hermione felt ill at the prospect of socialising with so many people who potentially thought this way, and was glad her school robes were long - Flitwick was a very short man, after all. She forced herself to focus. She mustn't panic now - she was risking so much, after all. Her mind had been wandering recently, between trying to convince Harry to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts in place of that wretched toad, as well as the ever-growing pile of essays. Her entire life she'd relished homework...why were they an issue now? Part of it was Umbridge, but her current prediciment obviously demonstrated she was struggling in other classes. "Calm down. Flitwick marks his essays in the staff room, he said so himself. You gave him the sleeping potion, you know he'll be asleep all night. All you need to do is take the parchment you enchanted with nonsense and switch it with the proper essay. Fuck...this would be so much easier if I could stop thinking with his bits..." She walked awkwardly into the staff room, vastly relieved to see it empty. Her assumption that the professors would avoid working in the evening was correct. "Now, to find the papers..."
An hour in, Hermione was despairing. The search was so far fruitless, and she'd had to take another draught of Polyjuice Potion already. That was all she had - no time to brew her own this time, instead she pocketed a pair of vials from Professor Snape's demonstration of the brew. "Shit - what if he still had the essays with him?" The thought was too much for Hermione: she'd never failed herself this badly before. In rage, she tore the drawer she was searching from the cabinet, before crumpling on the floor in tears. She stiffened instantly. Snape was standing in the open doorway - and he was obviously not fooled by the Polyjuice Potion. Sitting crying on the floor was obviously not something the veteran Charms teacher was known for. "Incarcerous!" How did his wand end up pointed at her so quickly? This thought was lost as rough, supple ropes bound her wrists and ankles, wrapping so tighly they scoured her flesh. "Well...it seems we have an intruder. I will grant you exactly one piece of praise...I had expected the missing Potion to be used for much more illicit activities. Perhaps our first lesson starts today..." Hermione was confused - lesson? Before she could apply any logic to the statement, Snape was casting once again. "Legilimens!" Hermione screamed, the noise still alien to her in her foreign body. She knew of the spell, of course - but there was no defence against Snape's intrusion, levering memories out of her with pry bar-like delicacy. Her panic at missing a deadline. Her ill-conceived plan to fix the problem. Her assault of a teacher! But it did not stop there...Snape flowed on regardless, punishing her. Dredging up her confused lust for both Ron and Harry. Her hatred of Umbridge. She begged Snape to stop, to let her thoughts be her own once again...
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