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Summary
Severus has a class to teach- Sirius has an inappropriate sense of timing. (AU- written before
the release of "Order of the Phoenix".)
Notes
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J. K. Rowling, various
publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast
Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark
infringement is intended. Rowling is a goddess; may she have mercy on my soul for writing
this.
“Professor Black-Snape?”
Severus turned his attention from the gaggle of sixth-year Gryffindors and Slytherins
clumsily cleaning out their cauldrons to the figure in the doorway. With a slight smirk, he
answered, “Yes, Professor Black-Snape?”
Sirius grinned and sauntered into the Potions lab. “Does Professor Black-Snape know
what day it is?”
Severus was tempted to roll his eyes. The amusement his partner derived from their
last name really was ridiculous, especially since the novelty of it had worn off months ago.
“And does Professor Black-Snape know what October first is?” Sirius prodded.
Severus narrowed his eyes and assessed his spouse keenly. Sirius usually referred to
him in the third person when he was feeling particularly kinky, but a classroom complete
with class was hardly the place for foreplay.
Three Gryffindor girls tilted their heads and gushed “aww” while a Slytherin boy
behind them started to gag. Severus ignored them.
A particularly bold soul called out “woo-hoo!,” but as Severus could not determine if
it was a Gryffindor or Slytherin, it was impossible to deduct House points. He turned to
Sirius, his face rapidly becoming rosy with embarrassed indignation, and demanded nastily,
“And does Professor Black-Snape realize that this is hardly an appropriate topic of discussion
in a classroom?”
“Does Professor Black-Snape realize that Professor Black-Snape does not care?”
Sirius questioned.
Severus opened his mouth to lance out a stinging retort only to find it suddenly
stuffed with Sirius’s tongue. He raised his fist and jabbed forcefully into Sirius’s shoulder.
Their lip-lock broke to a chorus of catcalls and whistling from the students.
But Sirius swiftly clamped his mouth over his, then seized him by the waist and spun
him around like a tango dancer. Judging from the lewd and suggestive soundtrack the
students provided, they rather enjoyed the diversion provided by the Head of Gryffindor
snogging the Head of Slytherin. Severus felt his position suddenly shift once more and found
himself slung over Sirius’s shoulder.
Very nonchalantly, Sirius waltzed from the classroom with his hand positioned firmly
over the arse of his precious parcel. More than half the class leered.
“Hubba hubba!”
“That is it, that is IT!” Severus screamed. “Fifty points from Gryffindor! Fifty points
from Slytherin! A detention for you, Mr. Thompson! You, too, Miss Cutter! Another fifty
points each! Fifty points from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff just on principle! SIRIUS, PUT ME
DOWN!”
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