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Your POV 

Severus asked me to go back to the potions class after the ball was over. With everyone heading back to their dorms, I snuck away to head towards the dungeon. Stepping cautiously towards the potions class, I put my hand on the door, pushing it open slowly 

Walking in as I glance around trying to find Snape, I squint to try and see better as the room was a little darker than usual. Getting a few feet from the door, it slams shut. Jumping as I turn around to see that it was closed, finding my wand I cast Lumos to be able to see, only for it to go out immediately. 

Looking at my wand I furrow my brows, putting it away I sigh, "Severus? If you jump out at me, I don't want to hear you complain if you get hit." 

There was a slight whooshing noise as the many scattered candles started to light in clusters. Spinning around as I watched the whole room glow I smiled gently. Stopping as I see the familiar robes that moved as Snape moved slightly. 

He comes out of where he was hiding, walking over to me slowly. "You'll have to forgive me, I'm not the best at this sort of thing." 

Gasping slightly as he reaches me, his hands resting on my waist as he pulls me closer. "You mean, there's something you aren't very good at?" 

Watching him deadpan I giggle to myself, putting my hands on his shoulders. The disapproving face, fading as he listens to the laugh I gave him. 

"What's with the lighting?" 

He glances around and hums gently. "I realized after our... Earlier activities, I never properly asked you to dance." 

Smiling gently I look at him. "Are you asking now?" 

He glances away as he tries to find something else to focus on, wanting to ignore the question. 

"Severus." I say as I cup his cheek. "It's just me." 

Releasing a small sigh he nods. "If you'd like to dance with me, that is." 

I nod quickly as he relaxes at my answer. "I'd love to." 

He claps his hands as some hidden instruments start to play. Smiling gently, I hold my hand in his, my other on his shoulder as he puts his other on my waist. Looking at him he does his best not to smile. 

Leaning into his chest, I smile as we dance around the potions class. "I had originally wanted to ask you to dance before, earlier." He stops as he clears his throat. "But, that dress had taken hold of me and I couldn't wait." 

Humming gently as I leaned against him I smile. "I can't say that I could have waited much longer either, Professor." 

He shivered at my words as I held him close. His heart beating a little harder in his chest. Humming slightly with the song, he looks down at me almost surprised. 

"What?" 

"I didn't know you could sing, is all." 

"I think I annoyed the paintings with it down the halls during the summer." 

He chuckles lowly. Looking up at him I smile as his eyes catch mine. 

"i would say that maybe you'd hear it this year, but I don't think I'd be allowed to stay here forever." 

He sighs gently. "I'll have a word with Dumbledore, don't worry love." 

Nodding gently I smile, finishing the song with him he looks down at me, cupping my face gently and planting another small kiss on my lips. Wrapping my arms around his neck I smile into the kiss, keeping him close. 

He pulls away and I look up at him. "I should walk you back to your dorm, can't have you getting in trouble." 

Taking his arm once again he hums as we head out towards the dorms. Moving slowly as we try our best to savor the time together. Knowing that we might not get a lot of time together during the year. Knowing he's my teacher and this should be wrong, the only thing of it is, I didn't want to end it. No yet, not ever. 

"What are you smiling about?" 

Before I could answer we heard a few footsteps behind us. Pulling away from each other, he put his stern voice on as if I was a first year again. Backing me into the wall as he pointed he made sure to have whoever was coming within ear shot. 

"Miss (l/n), you should have been up to bed an hour ago, being a seventh year, you know well better than being in the castle halls this late!" 

"Yes, Professor." 

"Get a move on." 

When we were sure that whoever it was had came and went, he put his hand down, his long sleeves covering it again. Releasing a shaky sigh he cocks an eyebrow at me. That is before he smirks and leans down slightly, pushing me into an alcove in the hall. 

"Whatever is the matter, (l/n)? Do you like it when I get stern with you?" 

Trying my best to not look at him, his hot breath on my skin, reminding me of earlier, my hands on his arms as my nails dig into his sleeves slightly. 

"It appears that you do." 

Swallowing slightly, I look at him as he smirks to himself. Putting a firm hand on my hip, he squeezes it, making me give him a noise. 

"Severus, we're in the middle of a hallway." I mutter to him as he just smirks to me, his eyes calculating his options.

Grabbing my hand he pulls me into a nearby closet. A few things clattering as he picks me up and puts me against the door. Gasping slightly as he goes after my neck, biting here and there. 

"Even though you are my student, and we shouldn't do this, I always loose control when it comes to you." 

Blushing hard he looks at me, almost as if I was prey to him. Kissing me roughly, I whimper into his hold, he softens himself only slightly as I hold him tightly. Biting his lip slightly, smirking to myself as he pulls me aside, pinning me to the door. 

Taking his hand into his pants as he kisses me again, I could feel myself dripping for him. Feeling him take himself out of his pants, lining himself up, he covers my mouth as he growls slightly in my ear. 

Holding onto him tightly, my nails clawing at his back as he holds me close to him. His thrusts deep as he pants in my ear. Burying my face into his neck, trying to stifle my cries for him as he pants slightly. 

"Sweet, Merlin" he mumbles though it was breathy. 

"S-severus." 

He quickens his pace as he hears his name in his ear. Biting my shoulder, I was glad I had robes and sweaters to hide the marks he was leaving. Clawing at him some more as I got closer and closer, the pleasure and the potential of getting caught making things thrilling. He gives a slight groan as he finishes, myself with him. He holds me in his arms as he puts his forehead to mine. Both of us panting, I look at him. 

"I think I prefer your class to a closet." 

He smirks as he kisses me gently. "Wait until I get you in my quarters, love." 

Blushing hard he sets me down gently, and we straighten ourselves back out before we leave one at a time. Making our way back towards the dorm. A simple nod being all he gave as I went up to my room, to go to bed. If this was a bad idea, I didn't care. I was sure with everything I had, I was falling for my Potions Professor.