The Burning Pen

In An Alternate Universe Someplace
by Ruth Solomon aka Ms_Figg

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CHAPTER 2

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JKR. All situations are mine. No $$$ is being made from this fanfic.
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Chapter 2 ~ A Confession


Severus, Harry and Ron were in the Common Room, supposedly studying. They weren’t however, and the topic even managed to bring Severus out of his normally studious mood. And that topic was: Witches

Or Shagging Witches.

”I’m telling you, Harry, I had Padma that close to shedding her knickers . . . then Filch comes hobbling up with that damn cat,” Ron complained

Harry shook his head. He’d just shagged Ginny, but he couldn’t tell Ron that and live.

”I think I need an older witch,” Severus said.

Ron and Harry looked at him curiously.

”How old?” they both asked him.

”At least in her thirties,” the Gryffindor said with a sigh.

Both Harry and Ron made faces.

”That’s ancient! A witch that age is all dried up, Sev. Why in the world do you want to shag somebody with a gray bush?” Ron asked him incredulously.

”Ron, it’s unbelievable how dense you are,” Severus snapped at him, “Thirty isn’t old for a witch or even forty. They can live until two hundred.”

”Still, there are plenty of young witches to shag Severus. Anyway, I heard you’ve already given a couple the high hard one. Luna Lovegood. Susan Bones. I heard you even put it to Draco’s witch, what’s her name.

”Pansy,” Severus said, scowling. “Well, that’s not true. Not entirely.”

Now Harry was interested.

”You didn’t shag any of them?” Harry asked him.

Severus shook his head.

“I almost did. I got their clothes off of them, kissed them a bit, touched them . . . then . . .”

He stopped talking.

”Then what? What?” Ron demanded.

”Shhhh!” Severus said to him, his dark eyes looking around the room. No one was listening. He turned back to his friends.

“Well, none of them would let me do what I wanted to do,” he said in a low voice.

”What did you want to do besides shag them?” Harry asked him.

Severus told them.

”EWWWW! I’m never bloody drinking anything after you again, Severus! You’re sick! Nasty. How could you want to do that?” Ron choked.

”There’s nothing wrong with it. I’ve tasted nastier potions,” the seventh year said.

”Eww, you ‘tasted’ it?” Ron said, paling.

“From my fingers, yeah,” Severus admitted.

”No wonder they wouldn’t let you do it. What witch wants a tongue down there? That’s where a cock goes. I bet they ran like hell from you,” Ron said.

Harry wasn’t saying a word. He’d thought about doing the same thing to Ginny.

“No. They didn’t run until I took off my boxers. Then they took off. They wouldn’t let me shag them. Not one. They said I was too big,” Severus said with a sigh. “Luna even started crying. That’s why I want an older witch. An older witch would probably let me do what I wanted and wouldn’t care how big I was.”

”I thought witches liked big tools,” Ron said, amazed.

Severus shrugged.

”So did I. But they don’t. At least the ones I’ve gotten hold to don’t. I need a tough witch, who’s been through some things,” the wizard said, getting a faraway look in his eyes.

Harry studied his friend.

”Severus, you know who the witch is, don’t you? I can tell,” he said to the pale wizard, who looked around the room again, then shook his head slowly.

”Yeah, I do,” he said, “Professor Granger.”

Both Harry and Ron looked at Severus as if he were stark, raving nutters.

”Professor Granger! Are you mad? She’ll chop off your cock with a dull knife and put it in a jar next to her pickled creatures! I bet she doesn’t even have a normal pussy. There’s probably teeth in it or something!” Ron exclaimed.

“I should have known better than to tell you that,” Severus hissed at him, “Ron, you don’t ever understand anything. You’re such a bloody git.”

”You’ll be the bloody git if you ever let Granger get wind of what you want to do to her,” Ron shot back at him, looking rather green. “Plus, she’s absolutely shapeless.”

”That’s just how she wears her robes. Sometimes they pull against her and she has big breasts,” Severus retorted. “And a round bum.”

”Oh gods, I think I’m going to throw up,” Ron groaned, staggering away from the table exaggeratedly as Harry laughed.

Severus pointedly gathered his books together, stuffing them into his knapsack.

”You two need to grow up,” he seethed, “There’s nothing wrong with wanting an older witch.”

Harry grinned up at the tall, pale wizard.

”Maybe not, but there’s definitely something wrong with wanting Granger,” he chortled.

Severus thought about kicking Harry’s chair out from under him, then thought better of it and strode away.

They were both idiots. Why did he even hang around them?

Angrily he stormed up the stairs and to his Head Boy room, slamming the door behind him and tossing his knapsack on the bed. He sat down and stared at the floor.

”It’s not mad. I’m just . . . just mature for my age,” he breathed.

Then he let out a sigh and lay down in the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

”Nobody understands,” he muttered.

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A/N: lol. Just something that came to me. Thanks for reading.

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