event [love potion/porn scenario] // heavy aphro

[vivre_mavie]

Gabriella wasn't sure when she'd gotten so proficient at making potions, or when she'd developed any kind of appreciable magical talent at all, but she was sure that when she'd been faced with these potions ingredients and a cauldron sitting atop a small fire, she had known exactly what to do

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Couldn't resist XD

[ensnaringsenses]

Coming back from the library, he stopped in front of his door, arching an eyebrow at the table with a glass of lemonade and a plate of cookies which were supposedly for him if the note was anything to go by. Eying them suspiciously, not knowing if this was the doing of the hotel or one of its inhabitants, he leaned in closer, sniffing lightly at the cookies before picking up the lemonade and bringing it up. The smells wafting up towards him were familiar, leather-bound books, parchment, potions and that painfully familiar lily-scented perfume.

Snarling, he tossed the glass away from him, recognizing the Amortentia in it. Dark eyes darting around, he spotted a shadowy figure peeking at him from around the corner, and in a flash he was on her, long fingers finding her throat as he pressed her against the wall, anger very clearly written on his face.

"What do you think you're doing?"

yessssss

[vivre_mavie]

Gabriella's eyes widened slightly when she saw him approaching the table. Of course she'd written his name on the paper, but she hadn't really expected him to show up!

With bated breath, she watched as Snape picked up the lemonade and she silently begged him to take just a sip, not - toss it aside?! Hey! She'd worked hard on that!

She let out a shriek of surprise and fear as he was on her suddenly, his hand on her throat, and she stared up at him with wide, frightened eyes. "I just - " she stammered, voice shaking. "I just - I wanted you to - um - I wanted you?"

^_^

[ensnaringsenses]

Of course he'd show up you daft woman, this is his room.

At her answer, his eyes narrowed in suspicion, but his fingers loosened slightly. His grasp was still strong, but it wouldn't leave marks now.

"Explain."

[vivre_mavie]

Gabriella gulped in several breaths as his fingers loosened, and tried to think of an explanation that wouldn't end up with her hexed.

"I wanted you," she repeated, looking up to meet his eyes, hoping her gaze conveyed how earnestly she felt about all this. "A lot. But I didn't think you'd notice me."

[ensnaringsenses]

A calculating, slightly confused look before he released her and stepped back, wrapping his cloak around himself. She wanted him? He didn't remember ever meeting her.

"Who are you?"

[vivre_mavie]

The words tumbled out of Gabriella's mouth without her input or control, and she had no idea where they came from.

"Gabriella Montez, sir. Ravenclaw. Seventh year."

[ensnaringsenses]

An arched eyebrow.

"I don't recall such a student."

[vivre_mavie]

A blush, and she lowered her eyes.

"Which is why I made the love potion, sir. Because I was afraid you didn't even know me."

[ensnaringsenses]

"I know all my students." Further studying of her. "You are not one of them."

[vivre_mavie]

Though her brain was really trying to say no, I just graduated from East High, I've never even been to Scotland, her mouth replied, "I was really afraid you'd say that."

She lowered her eyes sadly.

[ensnaringsenses]

"Look at me."

When her eyes met his, he delved into her mind, searching it for images of her in his classroom, images that would substantiate what she claimed to be true.

[vivre_mavie]

Gabriella wasn't sure why he wanted to look into her eyes, but she met them with all her earnestness and sweetness, letting him do ... whatever it was he wanted or needed to. Even if she wasn't one of his students (and why had her mouth done that?), she still liked him and wanted him.

[ensnaringsenses]

As he had thought, she wasn't one of his students, though there did seem to be an outside compulsion of some sort that had made her say she was. What he hadn't expected though, was for the fact that she wanted him to be true. Breaking eye contact, he stepped back from her again, regarding her curiously.

"Why?"

[vivre_mavie]

"I told you," Gabriella said earnestly, stepping away from the wall and putting her hands behind her back, "I wanted you. Just like I said before."

[ensnaringsenses]

"But why?"

He didn't understand this phenomena of women wanting him for no apparent reason, and his Slytherin nature found it suspicious.

[vivre_mavie]

Gabriella shrugged a shoulder, pushing a curl behind one ear.

"I don't know - because you're smart and I think that's ... " She blushed, lowered her voice. "Sexy."