Professor Snape Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Shocked that she would rather prefer for me to be left heartbroken than to date my professor. “And you call yourself my friend?” I asked in disbelief. “You would rather see me miserable than date my professor?” “Yes,” she replied with clenched teeth, pointing her index finger at me. “He is our professor, and you are Melissa Ravenclaw, the only daughter of the alpha of Redmoon pack. You have a reputation to keep.” “I am not the only daughter any longer.” I said to her, shaking my head. “He has another daughter now, and even a son, so don’t talk to me about reputation.”

She whimpered weakly and he squeezed her rear harder. His fingers fell on her bobbing throat, trailing light circles over the skin, "I don't want to want you, Maya." Well, ouch. It wasn't like she wanted to be so hung up on her professor either. "But I can't help it. All I can think about is you, when I'm alone, when I'm at work and even when I'm in a fucking family meeting. All I think about is you," He grabbed her throat, pressing lightly, "What kind of spell did you cast on me, foxy?"

After no more than 30 seconds, he had the results. "Excruciating pain, and fast healing enchantment. What the bloody hell is a second year student doing with something like this?" Robards commented. Director Bones asks too. "Student name?" "On it." Auror Shacklebolt says and starts to look at the material on the desk for a name. On the front cover of the books, he found it. "Draco Malfoy." Auror Shacklebolt says. "He is too young to claim to be studying it for classes. Professor Snape?"

************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship. Synopsis A Professor named John Gatchalian is secretly obsessed with his student named Myraquel Gonzaga. Prof. John intentionally dropped Myraquel grades. The only way she can pass and graduate is to have sex with her Professor.

“Step two… get close to Professor Reed.” Her head snapped up. “Excuse me? Professor Reed? As in—cold, mean, scary-hot Professor Reed? That Reed? Are you insane?” I leaned back against my headboard, folding my arms. “That’s the one. Go on.” Her eyes dropped back. “Step three… seduce the prof...” She let out a bitter laugh. “You're in sane. You've completely lost it. You want to seduce him?” I leaned back against the headboard, arms crossed, enjoying her expression. “Bingo.”

I couldn't find the right words. I wanted to say no. I wanted to be strong. But my hands were trembling, my whole body betraying me. The professor took a step closer. "Sophia." His voice was softer now but was still filled with the same authority. Like he was someone who expected to be answered. I swallowed hard. "I... I'm fine Professor Xavier" He looked at me for a moment. "You're lying. And no one calls me Professor Xavier; just Xavier is fine," he continued.

“I’ve seen him. He’s like… a fifteen out of ten.” He pauses thoughtfully. “Maybe he’s gay.” “The hot ones usually are,” Delilah replies with a sigh. “Pff,” Tessa scoffs. “You clearly haven’t found the right men.” She flips her hair over her shoulder. “That’s what relationships do to you at this age. You get boring. Stop being adventurous.” She points at herself proudly. “You can leave the new professor to me.” I roll my eyes playfully. Suddenly a ripple of whispers spreads through the hallway around us.

I ordered him, arched his eyebrows in bafflement, and pointed his finger at himself, " Me! are you asking me to come to your office, but why professor?" I look straight into his eye not wanting to repeat my words and he nodded his head and followed me to my office," close the door." I told him and walk to sit on my chair," You're the son of the chairman then why are you staying in Jennifer's apartment?" I straighten come to the point because now I don't have enough time to play the ridiculous games with him. " Oh so you want to know about this....so tell me professor what do you want to hear from me, a lie or the truth? " he scratched the corner of his lips with his thumb, arching his eyebro

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."

"Forgive us your majesty, I have taken the very first antidote that I know when I saw your life hanging on the line. Please don't blame Miss Snipes for the trouble, she only meant to help you." I saw how his brows furrowed and his mouth smirk while he look back at me. "Is this true?" Again a loud and intimidating voice rang inside my ears and rendered me breathless, my hands clutches on the top that I am wearing. As my breathing began to hurt and my body started to sweat. I cannot find my tongue to speak to him, then my eyes turn to Maleficus for question. Why am I feeling so sick all of a sudden? "Oh! The venom of the Prince! My apologies Miss Snipes!"