Harry Potter Characters Professor Snape Novels & Stories

"hearing this all the students can't help imagining what professor Snapes was thinking. On hearing this, Gao yu felt some blurry memories but then it immediately dispersed, Cao Tian has sealed most of his memories about the other world and his earlier childhood. "no i haven't," Gao yu said. All the student believed that professor Snapes must have been back to his Snapes way of always trying to act mysterious by asking that question so they didn't give much heed to what Gao yu answered nor think while Gao yu even answered such a question as they tried to pick the next game to play. "i can confirm he is one of the Kids," professor Snapes said. "lets tell stories, i will start," professor Snape

HANDJOB We stare at each other for a few seconds and then burst out laughing. “I can’t take me serious too.” I say amidst the laughter. “So you have wanted your professor for while.. what's his name? I feel calling him your professor is a tad bit too formal.” “I told you earlier, Vaughn Walker.” He nods like he wasn’t going to forget it very soon. “So you have wanted him for a while?” I groan. He really wasn’t going to let it go.

By the time class was over, I had already filled out a couple of pages of notes and I was ready to tackle the next class. Introduction to Magic with Professor Ivy. This was an interesting class, and I came to find that it was mostly a class of witches and wizards with only a few shifters. Professor Ivy was a beautiful and vibrant professor with a smile that practically lit up the room. Like Professor Santina, she wrote her name, class, and textbooks on the whiteboard and I wrote them down, making a note to go to the school store to get these books.

Sapping walks in. “Yes, well, I wouldn’t miss our new wonderful teacher teaching the oath and care of magical creatures.”, he says happily. She just shakes her head before speaking again, “Then we have Mr. Sapping teaching potions and our last teacher is Miss Phoenix teaching oath and care of magical creatures.” “She’s a student here!” “I’m not being taught by a human!” “Yeah!” The cafeteria gets louder where a few students and Jess are covering their ears. Holding back my anger as they continue to yell.

Drake kept looking so bad at me that I ignored him. "Good morning, everyone." She’s our professor, Prof. Rose. She's our Spell Professor. She’ in her mid-30’s. She wears a thick glasses, wavy hair, and an elf's ears. Her thick spectacles could not hide the beauty she possessed. She also always carries a thick book where all the spells are. She said that her ancestor entrusted it to her so she did not let it disappear from her sight. Because when it goes in the wrong hands, something may go wrong.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

RHETT VOSS I walked into the elevator leading to the penthouse, anticipation to see her thrumming through my veins, but underneath the arousal I was feeling, my mind kept going back to what happened earlier today. Walking into that hall, what I had seen was not what I had expected. When he slapped the professor, I thought it was a student—until I got closer and realized something else was going on. I gritted my teeth at the memory—his stare, his words, the mark on her face. I didn’t know any of them, but I hated abusers. I’d lived through enough to recognize the type.

He looked at her like he already owned her. “Hello, Juliet Sinclair,” he said. “Or should I call you Luna… Professor Knight’s favorite student?”

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

I shook my head and turned to my table to bring out the new biology textbook Keisha had gifted me a while back. “Our topic for today is Excretion. Now….” I trailed off when the door opened and someone walked in. Shock glued my feet to the floor and I would have almost dropped the book on the floor but a professor has gotta maintain her Steeze in front of her students. Even though I didn't drop the book, my jaw was definitely on the floor as I stared at the guy walking into the door with a grin. “Good morning miss,” he greeted with a smile, and that voice sent shivers down my spine, “I'm a new student.”