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Desire	By : LyraWolfgirl Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 175 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: All characters except my OC Mia Anderson belong to J.K.R and I don't generate any money from that story.

Chapter List
- 1-Part I
- 1
At the dead of night Mia woke with a start. She was drenched in sweat, but that vivid dream of hers had disappeared way too fast to remember. Desperately groaning she set up and knew immediately that bedtime was over. Again! It weren't nightmares though which tormented her but a deep hunger she couldn't grasp. It made her restless; prevented her from sleeping; took her concentration away. With a slight sigh she stood up and dressed herself. One of her classmates stirred, when she left the dormitory, but didn't wake up.

The Gryffindor common room lay calm and empty in the fading light of a dying fire. Mia paused for a moment and considered her options. She could stay and get some work done or she could risk getting caught and stroll once again, as she so often did these days, through the waste labyrinth called Hogwarts. When she looked at her unfinished essay for Professor Binns laying on one of the tables, her decision was clear. Tonight, she rather stumbled upon Mrs. Norris then to bore herself to death with that dull homework.

In a matter of seconds, she had crossed the room and climbed through the round hole. The Fat Lady grunted in her sleep, when Mia opened the portrait just enough to slip out. The young woman froze, until the Gryffindor house guardian snored again, then left the corridor unseen. She eventually climbed down a couple of stairs and found herself near the Defence against the Dark Arts classroom. She always had liked that subject. How she wished Professor Lupin back. From all the six professors she had had in the past six years, he was her absolute favourite. She had been devastated, when she had found out, that he wouldn't return this year. Yes, Moody was an experienced Auror, but honestly, he was pretty terrifying. Speaking of terrifying, suddenly and out of nowhere a hand painfully closed around Mia's shoulder! Startled she turned to face a damn angry looking potions master.

"Come, Miss Anderson", Snape spat and with a firm grip he mercilessly pushed her down some flights of stairs towards the dungeons. During their small journey he didn't say a single word. Only when they reached his office door he pounced.

"How DARE you!" he exploded, his black eyes narrow, his mouth twisted with rage.
"Sneaking out of your common room, roaming the castle at night! How DARE you!" While Snape kept on ranting about school rules and her being an impertinent mischief maker, Mia just stood there and waited. Why she wasn't afraid of him she didn't know! With a perfectly composed expression on her face she let him shout and insult her, until he at last calmed enough to sit down behind his desk. Suddenly he looked at her.
"Explain yourself!" She couldn't answer or better to say she wouldn't. The reason why she strolled through the school night after night was something no young woman willingly shared with her professor, especially one as nasty as Snape. So, she just shook her head proudly and offered him an 'I can't!' No sooner the words had left her lips, he smirked triumphantly and pulled out a sheet of parchment.

"Let us involve your head of house then, shall we? I'm sure she will be pleased!" he snarled sarcastically, while dipping the tip of his feather into black ink. Mia blinked. Damnit! If McGonagall found out, that one of her students had sneaked through the castle at night, that really meant trouble. The stern witch once had taken 150 points from her own house, when Harry Potter and two of his friends a couple of years ago were caught out of bed. Oh dear! The young woman bit her lips. Between a month worth of detention in the dungeons and having to justify herself to her head of house, Mia gladly would have chosen the former. But she knew Snape well enough to not hope for his mercy. Even the scratching of his feather sounded somehow full of menacing satisfaction. She swallowed her pride and tried it anyways.

"Please! Don't!" she whispered and allowed herself to move from her professor's desk to the cold fireplace. One hand on the mantlepiece she stared into the ashes, drew breath and then spilled the beans.
"I know, I broke the rules, and I am sorry! I really am! I … I just … can't sleep! I wake up in the middle of the night and then … I am restless! I tried everything, but nothing helped. I just yearned for some change! The common room feels like a prison by now! Hours after hours I have spent there during countless nights!" She desperately looked at him.
"Please! Don't tell Professor McGonagall! I beg you!"

"That is your excuse?" Snape sneered. Mia closed her eyes and replied a simple 'Yes, Sir!' Snape stood up and approached the young woman. He still was fuming and far away from being understanding towards her.
"You couldn't sleep? You felt restless? You yearned for a change?" Every single word he spat at her with cruel precision. Then he suddenly placed his hand next to hers on the mantlepiece. He now was so close to her, that his breath brushed against her neck.
"Don't make me lose my patience! Try again, Miss Anderson! And this time, try the truth!" Unaware of what she was doing, Mia tilted her head slightly to the left and exposed some more skin. Goosebumps erupted; ran down her spine; made her body quiver. Was that – DESIRE? Dumbfounded the young woman held her breath and listened to her fast-pounding heart. How could that be? HIM of all people!
"Now Answer me!" Roughly he forced her to face him but when he saw what dawned on her at that very moment, he pushed her away.
"You HAVE to bloody joking!" he snapped in disgust. Though Mia's face reddened; though she felt deeply ashamed; though she knew he would literally crucify her for that unexpected revelation, she still couldn't do anything about her demands. Through her veins rushed a craving so fierce it nearly made her faint. Deeply shaken, she stared at him.

"It seems, I am not!" she whispered under her breath. She didn't know what to do; what else to say. Flabbergasted and confused she continued to stare.

"OUT!" Snape shouted, but Mia didn't move. As fast as lightning struck, she suddenly knew what she wanted; understood what she NEEDED. The mere thought of him touching her; SCREWING her became a catalyst to her desire.

"I said LEAVE!" Snape was furious. Yet he couldn't just seize her to throw her out. Her radiating lust had caught him completely off-guard, and it affected him more than he dared to admit. That student wasn't a student anymore she had become temptation. A long-suppressed longing had taken hold of him, and he needed all his will to fight against it.
"I won't say it again! Get out of here!" The potions master hissed menacingly.

"Or what?" Mia retorted to her own surprise. Given his growing anger, how could she be so bold; how could she provoke him?

"OR you might regret it far more than you can imagine!" His usually empty black eyes ablaze, Snape folded his arms. That threatening answer though sent a new wave of excitement through Mia's entire body and she nearly moaned. Her reaction to his words made him shudder and for a split second a small twitch in his lines revealed his very own struggle with that delicate situation. Now she knew, why she hadn't fled the room! Her instincts already had sensed what her mind couldn't figure until that precise moment – not only SHE craved for him!

"How could you be so sure about that?" She teased and stepped closer.

"Do you really think, I would risk my reputation just because of a down bad hussy?!" Snape shot enraged. That blow hit hard! The young woman froze and gasped as if he had actually slapped her.

"That … you …" Mia drew breath and steadied herself.
"You're just afraid!" She panted heavily.
"And confused as I am!" Snape's sallow cheeks slightly changed colour, and he retreated.

"Stop it, you cheeky little brat!" Yes, he WAS afraid! Afraid of losing control! Afraid of doing something he had to regret afterwards!
"If you know what's good for you GET OUT!" Spit flew from his mouth, still his student refused to leave. She stood there; looked at him, her chest rose and fell in vast heaves.

"And what if I stay?" Mia asked plainly. Snape's face contorted in fury and in the same second the built-up tension erupted. With a sudden move the potions master leaped at her. While he clutched both of her upper arms, he forced his lips violently onto hers; tasted her for a brief moment. Then he pushed her away with all his might. The young woman stumbled against his desk and only just prevented herself from falling. She breathed as heavily as he did; looked at him surprised. Snape returned her gaze with a sinister glow in his eyes.

"Do you really want me to continue?" he growled dangerously.
"This is my last warning! GO! NOW!" After that rough kiss Mia perfectly well knew that his next move wouldn't be pretty. Nevertheless, she didn't leave; COULDN'T leave. Her body ached for him to touch her again; to abuse her; to FUCK her! There was nothing but that very thought left in her mind. She didn't care that that man was the least favourite teacher in the entire school! She didn't care that he was cruel, cynic, bitter and unfair! She didn't care what would happen to her afterwards! Caught in her burning desire, she waited for him to act and sure enough he did.

Without any further ado Snape jerked her around and slammed her torso onto his desk. Gasping in ecstasy Mia closed her eyes. Pinned down she felt him lift her robe, then ripping apart her underwear with one single yank. An undefined sigh escaped her, when he suddenly forced two of his fingers into her dripping wet cooch. After that brief encounter she heard him groan and then something hard; something much larger brushed her thighs. The young woman braced herself!

Mercilessly Snape pushed into her; one hand still holding her down, the other firmly grabbing her hip. With deep, hard thrusts he fucked her! In that very moment he didn't care that she was just seventeen; that she was his student! In that very moment she even wasn't a woman anymore! While he continued to ram into her like a sex-crazed animal, she was nothing more to him than his key to salvation.

The tougher and faster it got, the more Mia writhed and arched in his unyielding grip. Lust raged through her like a thunderstorm! It was fierce, incomprehensible, overwhelming! Her moans turned into strained sobs and tears streamed down her face. The rough intensity of his thrusts was almost unbearable by now. Mia's whole body seemed as if it would shatter! And then it did!

The moment she began to climax loudly, a hand covered her mouth and prevented her lecherous screams from leaving the room. In sweet agony she felt him push violently deep into her rhythmically contracting crack for one last time, then she heard his sustained growl, as he also found relieve. The next second he was gone. Sticky fluid covered her thighs and more of it leaked out of her still slightly twitching womanhood, when she straightened herself up. Panting she turned to see where he was. Snape stood a couple of feet away his wand in his hand. For a split-second Mia feared he might curse her, but thankfully it was nothing more than a cleaning spell he worked.

"Get out!" Snape's voice somehow sounded hollow. It wasn't only exhaustion though. Mia looked at him again and instantly bit her lips.

"I'm sorry!" she whispered.

"For what!" the potions master spat.
"You got what you wanted, haven't you? I won't tell McGonagall! But I guess that doesn't matter anymore, does it?" His lips curled sarcastically.
"That sweet little story about the beast molesting the beauty in the dungeons will surely be told in all its gory glory!" Mia's eyes widened in shock!

"Do you really think I would tell?" she shouted.
"This is outrageous! Unfair!"

"Shut up!" Enraged Snape seized the collar of her robes and pulled her close.
"It was all on purpose!" he hissed between grinded teeth.
"Your night-stroll, me finding you! You provoked me until I lost control! I'm not daft, you see? You let me violate you only to discredit me once and for all!"

"No! That's not true!" Aghast she stared at him.
"I haven't planned this! I … I admit, I WANTED it!"

"Why?!" Snape snarled furiously.

"I don't know WHY!" The young woman deliberately looked into those cold black eyes.
"The moment you came close, over there at the fireplace, it was, as if something was lit inside of me! I can't explain it. It just … HAPPENED!" Snape let her robes go and stepped back.

"It just happened, mhm?" He shook his head and started to pace the room.

"Please, Professor! I'm telling the truth!" Snape stopped dead and fixed her gaze.

"I know! I've checked by now!" He gave himself a couple of seconds to think about his next move, then he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"Would you like a glass of wine?"

"W…What?" That completely unexpected offer left Mia thunderstruck.

"I hate to repeat myself! Yes or no?" he snarled. When she finally nodded, Snape led her through a secret door into his private quarters and pointed at a beige sofa.
"Sit!" Mia nervously obeyed, feeling both uneasy and curious at the same time. She didn't know why he had suddenly invited her, nevertheless she was intrigued. At last, she dared to take a closer look around. Lots of books surrounded her, simple, but tasteful furniture. A huge serpent was engraved in the stones covering the chimney, surprisingly the only sign of him being head of Slytherin house she could detect. No green, no silver, no darkness.
"What did you expect?" Snape asked and thrusted the promised glass of wine into her hand.
"Me living in a bat cave?" The young woman had to supress a smirk. She covered her reaction by inhaling the scent of the dark red fluid, that almost looked like blood.

"It depends on who you ask. Bat cave is indeed one of the favourites among us students but coffin you also hear a lot!" she murmured into her glass, then she tasted the wine and instantly closed her eyes. It was one of the best elve wines made in the wizarding world! How she loved its heavy, rich, sweet flavour! At home her father used to have a small keg in the basement and on birthdays he always treated them with a glass or two.

"Did I hurt you?" Snape's simple question took Mia aback. For a brief moment her mouth silently opened and closed, then she eventually shook her head.

"No, Sir! I'm fine!" the young woman backed her gesture, when she found doubt in his gaze.
"Honestly!" Her lips started to tremble again, and she calmed them with another sip of wine.

"I should've contained myself!" Snape confessed. Now it was his turn to distract himself whilst drinking. Did her professor just apologize? Mia blinked in surprise. No! Impossible! The Severus Snape she knew NEVER would admit ANY wrongdoing. And yet here he was, somehow asking for forgiveness.

"I'm glad you didn't!" Her own words made Mia blush.
"Tonight, I found out what LUST truly means! To be completely honest, it was the first time I took … PLEASURE in having such an encounter! Usually, … it's okay … but … but not … GREAT!" The potions master let out a contemptuous sneer.

"How could it be, Miss Anderson?" Amused he looked at her.
"It needs experience to turn that senseless humping, you arrogant bunch of wanna-be adults call sex, into something BOTH can actually enjoy! But don't get me wrong! What I did to you in my office was nothing but a brutal, out-of-control fuck!" He closed his eyes and stood up.
"That never should've happened!"

"I don't care! I enjoyed it!" Mia followed his example and also rose, her cheeks still as red as the wine in her glass, yet she looked at him composed.
"And even if I hadn't, I wouldn't blame you! You gave me every possible opportunity to leave. Your right about one thing! I provoked it! Still don't know why! I just … NEEDED you to –" She was too embarrassed to finish her sentence.

"To screw you!" Snape helped.
"I see!" He approached her, took the nearly empty glass out of her hand and placed it next to his half-filled one on the table. Then he looked deep into her green-brown eyes.
"What do you think, Miss Anderson?" He asked surprisingly subtle.
"Is that hunger you can't name sated for one night? Or do you wanna find out what the real deal tastes like?" While her brain tried to process what he just had offered, her body already gave the answer. Buried deep into her mind Snape followed her chaotic thoughts and of cause felt the outcome. Gently he brushed a strand of dark-brown hair out of her face, before he pressed his lips onto hers. He felt her shudder, but then she voluntarily granted him access to her tongue.

Never before, Mia had been kissed like that. The kisses she knew, were mostly slobbery or ill-timed! No wonder snogging usually wasn't one of her favourite activities! But Snape obviously was right! She indeed DID enjoy his skills; couldn't get enough of his fervent lips. He tasted like sweet wine and herbs and man. It was literally breathtaking!

After he had conquered her mouth, Snape continued with her neck and then with her breasts. Mia threw her head back in arousal, when he eventually buried his face deep into her neckline and started to suck at her skin. Moaning she manoeuvred him further down in hope he might also suck on other parts of her body. She literally dyed to find out how it would feel! Sad to say, that her boys never had had even the slightest interest in doing that for her and it seemed Snape was no exception. Briefly he kissed her belly, before returning to her breasts.

The potions master finally unbuttoned the collar of her robes and freed her from that by now dispensable piece of clothing. The moment however, the black fabric fell to the ground remorse stung. For a split-second Snape had to close his eyes and a deep crease appeared between them, when her torn panties silently reminded him of what he had done earlier. Nevertheless, he continued; stripped her of that gruesome testimony, that he, back in his office, had lost control.

Passionately he sucked her breasts again, while his hand explored the triangle of dark-brown, curled hair. Mia was on fire! Impatiently, she put one foot on the sofa to expose her by now moist sanctum.
"Please, Professor! Touch me!" she whispered and he did. First, he only addressed her pleasure button, but finally he invaded her entrance with three of his fingers. She arched in lechery! The intense feeling he caused, nearly drove her insane. To somehow compensate her longing, Mia couldn't help but greedily consume his lips again.

For a couple of moments Snape allowed her tongue to fight his, then he ended that kiss. As if it was the most normal thing in the entire universe, he now sucked her juices of his fingers. Seeing him close his eyes and enjoying her flavour, made the young woman whimper in ecstasy. Suddenly the next kiss followed, and Mia tasted herself upon his lips.

Kissing and caressing her, Snape eventually manoeuvred his guest through another door into his bedroom. It was time to finish what he had started! Alas, Mia seemed to have other plans! She broke the kiss and undressed him with slightly trembling fingers. Snape by no means was an attractive man! Usually, his robes obscured his scraggy, ghostly-white body but without them, he indeed looked a bit like a starved vampire. The young woman didn't care! It was something else; something unexplainable; something instinctive and primeval, that made her do what she did that very moment, not his looks.

On her knees, she bared his hardened dick and started to savour its glistening tip. His groan was vibrant, when Mia dared to french not boy but man for the first time ever. It indeed tasted different, more masculine in a subtle way. She purred like a cat, while exploring his throbbing veins with her tongue; degusting his skin; his musk. The moment he came close to the point of no return though, she stopped and straightened up. Violently panting the potions master stared at her. So close! His salvation had been so close! He took a step towards her, but she dodged him. Like a goddess she shook her head and pointed to his bed. His larynx visibly slid up and down, then he obeyed.

It was a highly erotic scene, that now unfolded right in front of Mia's eyes. Longing for her touch her professor lay there on his back; his erect penis stretched like a sword into the air; the agony of lust written all over his face. What a view! The very idea of what she was about to do next, made her womb yearningly contract. She held her breath, then mounted him. With ease his cock slid into her; filled her. It felt awesome! Breathing heavily, she moved in small circles; rode him pruriently. Her gaze was fixed on his face! Therefore, she not only felt his sexual release building up deep inside of her, she also could witness it in his expressions; could observe the growing tension, the sweet effort, when he finally cummed and the moment of complete relaxation afterwards. His ecstatic grunts still ringing in her ears, she knelt next to him on the mattrass, closed her eyes and took care of her own not yet satisfied needs. Or at least she tried!

At last, it was Snape's turn to command her onto her back. Expectantly Mia presented her wide-open crack while he was sucking her nipples. He ignored it! She couldn't bare that burning desire rushing through her body any longer. Automatically her fingers found her little pearl, and she again closed her eyes. Almost smiling at her impatience, the potions master seized her hand and stopped her.

"No!" he whispered determinately.

"Then help me, Professor! Please!" Mia desperately begged. Snape's lips curled sardonically.

"Tell me how!" He snarled. Of cause, he perfectly well knew what she craved. He had seen it in her eyes and likewise in her mind. Still, he toyed with her demands; expected her to articulate them; to ask. Mia panted, while her whole body writhed and twisted in lecherous yearning.

"I wanna feel your lips down there! Please! Suck my bits as hard as you've sucked my breasts!" Her own words made her gasp and tremble. Only a minor foretaste though of what seconds later took her captive, when Snape indeed allowed himself to eat out her honey pot. Driven from one climax to the next she had long since surrendered even the last bit of her restraint. His fingers, his lips, his tongue, his teeth, even his hooked nose – Mia literally screamed in lust. Him consuming her as he did, turned out to be a completely different kind of salvation. Her body ached and yet she didn't wanna him to stop. As if it would've been for her, he could have continued forever!

From chin to forehead Snape's whole face was covered in her juices, when he finally abandoned her overripe plum and reappeared between her knees. Before he could say a single word, Mia turned onto her stomach and willingly displayed her by now swollen pussy. With a predatory growl the potions master accepted that luscious invitation and plunged deep into her. A short outcry accompanied every one of his hard thrusts, until he felt her violently contract around his cock. That new climax of hers utterly took him by surprise! It had happened way faster than he had anticipated and now she skilfully eluded his grip. She turned onto her back; her hands behind her head; exhaustion and satisfaction in her eyes.

Mia smiled, when she saw his manhood twitch. For a brief moment she enjoyed that mind-blowing image of him frozen in time and staring at her. She surely could have played the same game, he had played with her, but she didn't! Instead, she opened her legs with a small nod, that permitted him to continue his journey to salvation. Grateful, Snape re-entered her moist vault, while kissing and caressing her feverishly. To help him, Mia wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and rhythmically tensed her muscles; massaged his shaft moving deep inside of her.

Snape's relieve came along with a drawn-out wheeze. The moment he had finished erupting into her, his body relaxed entirely. He now was as exhausted as she was! For a split-second he rested his forehead against her collarbone, then he at last broke off the still existing connection between them. With a subtle groan he rolled onto his back and closed his eyes. It took only five more minutes for both of them to fall asleep next to each other.

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Only a couple of hours later an eerie sound snatched the two intwined souls back into reality. Even though Mia knew the night was over, she nevertheless kept her eyes tightly shut. If she could just hold that moment, it might last forever! But of cause, time was ruthless! Inevitable it moved on and when Snape finally shoved her away to get up, the spell was broken. With a sigh she watched him disappear through a small door and set up herself. What a night! Her raw throat ached and her body felt sore, but on the other hand for the first time in weeks her innermost was completely calm. No restlessness, no unnameable urge, no strange jolts – just utter calmness.

The moment she heard the distant sound of water stop, Mia got up. She followed Snape's example and also took a shower. When she re-entered his bedroom the stench of sex still hung unmistakable in the air. She smiled at the very thought of what they had done! It had been incredible! The next moment her neatly stacked clothes on a chair caught her eye. She was surprised to find her panties mended as if they never had been ripped apart. Another smile lit up her face, while she magically dressed herself. She couldn't help but like him for his subtle care.

Mia found her professor waiting for her in the living-room. He held a small vial in his hand.
"Drink!" he ordered and without questioning the content, she did.
"You have to go now!" His lines were as hard and unmoved as always. Mia bit her lips and nodded. She would have liked to thank him, but she didn't dare to speak the words. He was Professor Snape again and there was nothing more to say to him!

As soon as the door closed behind her, the potions master's pretence faded. His face buried in his hands he sank onto his sofa and let out an agonized groan. What had he done? She was a student for Merlin's sake! Him losing control in his office, might have been barely justifiable but everything else undoubtedly had crossed a line! Why on earth had he invited her? A sudden wave of cold fury seized him! With a violent move he swept the two glasses off the table. Shattered into a thousand pieces they covered the stone floor in a mixture of red wine and shards. Snape cursed and cleaned the mess he had caused with a single swish of his wand. Of cause, he had to clean that other mess, too! But how? A simple spell won't do, this time! He sat down again and stared into the empty fireplace. There were so many 'What if's …?' buried in the aftermath of his mistake, it was impossible to predict the outcome. What would happen next, was completely out of his hands. How Snape hated it to lose control! How he hated it, if he was forced to rely on others! An enraged outcry left his throat, then he straitened himself! He would deal with it; with her, as he dealt with everything else life had thrown at him.
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