Harry Potter Characters Professor Snape Novels & Stories

her voice is always melodic, but at this moment it is also seductive, drawing me closer. “I don’t want …” Stacey leans in closer. “...Stacey I….” Our mouths are almost touching and… “Hey Sammy,” a shrill voice cuts through my mental fog, bringing me back to reality. I had almost kissed Stacey. Stacey turns to the person on the trail and hisses like an angry cat. “What do you want.” “To give my TA his bag,” Professor Davis saunters over to me. Standing very close, she looks over at Stacey as she places the bag over my shoulder, holding onto my shoulder possessively.

he does have an aura! Yousef’s smirk widened, deepening a faint dimple on his cheek that added an unexpected charm to his stern features. He took another slow sip of his coffee, eyes gleaming with a challenge. Dr. Yousef: Everyone's terrified? Are you the only one calling him grumpy in the whole college, or are other students bad-mouthing him too? Hala: Everyone! Even my friend Dima says he looks like those villainous cartoon professors! 😂 Anyway, I’m just gonna brave his death glare and head in now. Wish me luck!

Mara opened her mouth to reply, but the door opened and everyone quieted down. The professor walked in, but his back was facing, so I didn't see his face at first. He had lean broad shoulders that filled out the white button-down sleeves rolled to his elbows. He had dark hair and a strong posture. A few girls whispered and giggled. Mara leaned over. “Damn, the new prof is fine.” I laughed under my breath. “You’re ridiculous.” Then he turned to face the class and my laugh died in my throat. Grey-blue eyes. The same angelic jaw. The same mouth that had been on me last night.

I didn’t need her in here making her snide comments. Professor Luca looked the polar opposite of what I expected him to look like; when Miles mentioned him, I had pictured an older man with a graying beard and a receding hairline who dressed in a semi-formal dress attire; a version of how young Dumbledore was portrayed in The Fantastic Beasts moving.

Ryan looked up again and now saw a gray boxer. Little by little, she was getting nervous about what she saw. Gulping, she lifted her head more and saw his face - Professor Harry. He is the math teacher who is known as a terror on the whole campus. It was only then that Ryan realized that when she jumped from the cart, she grabbed Professor Harry’s pants and pulled them down. Between the professor's legs, Ryan saw Slyvester and Vincent standing in the distance gaping. On the other side, he could see the students inside the classroom who witnessed what happened.

' he thought, now he see why his brother was distracted after seeing her. Finally snapping out of his daze, he went round the table to behind his desk, picking up a piece of paper, he skimmed through it. After a minute, he looked back at the Students and began talking. His loud, cold voice immediately gaining their attention. "My name is Victor King, I will be your professor for this year." he paused for few seconds before continuing. "You may only call me Mr King, or Professor. I will not tolerate any shenanigans in my hall and make sure to pay attention when I am teaching, I will not be repeating myself."

A blur of movement, faster than my eyes could follow, and then men were screaming. Bodies flew through the air. Snarls filled the room, deep and terrifying. “ENOUGH!” The growl shook me to my bones. I knew that voice. Professor Dante. And beside him, fierce and merciless, was Kieran. Relief surged through me so fast it nearly knocked the breath from my lungs. In a matter of seconds, they cut through the men, tearing down every last monster who had dared to lay eyes on me. The ground shook with the force of their power, their wrath burning through the air like wildfire.

I smiled blissfully at her. After some time, the bell rang and we rushed to the classroom. I found Professor Zain talking to one teacher in the corridors near our classroom. I couldn't stop myself from staring at him. He's so attractive and tall. The way his perfect lips are moving, I can't describe in words. My heartbeat quickened again all of sudden. What is happening to me? Am I losing my mind?

Beside him sat a man I had never met before. “This is Professor Daniel Reed from Northlake University,” Dr. Ford said. “He’s the external reviewer for the joint project. Maya, walk him through your research design.” I looked at the man across the table and lost half a second. Daniel Reed was nothing like Ford. Ford was sharp, severe, and impossible to relax around. Reed was quieter, but his presence was harder to ignore. He wore a dark shirt beneath a clean-cut jacket, his sleeves turned back just enough to reveal long fingers and a spare silver watch. He looked composed in the way some people looked dangerous without trying.

I just didn't ask what business. "He was hovering over Nicholas but the snake's fangs didn't work on Sir Nicholas why Sir Denver was the one that got bitten." I laugh a little at the terms she uses. "Sir Denver was stung, the poison worked on him." She stared at me. Sighed before speaking again. "So don't think that Nicholas cheated on you. Ask him, make him clear his self on you. But you don't need that. If you don't believe him, believe in me. But if it's still not enough, I'll try to make a poison that can reveal all of Nicholas's secrets. Whatever you'll ask he'll surely answer it honestly. I just don't know if Professor Snape will give me that poison. He's stingy."