I wanted her.
All of her, especially her three heads.
I wanted to smother myself in her.
That's all I thought about.
When he was teaching, when I was eating, when I was sleeping; I wanted her.
Snapes wand was whispy.
I was staring at my lesson plans written on parchment in loopy handwriting — because I was feeling 16 yesterday — when I felt the familiar burning inside of me that could only be quenched by Fluffy.
I wasn't really there the entire rest of the lesson. The students were bewitching balls of parchment to fly around — I didn't even care. I didn't care because I knew what would happen later with fluffy.
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My shoes made harsh tapping sounds on the stone floor. I walked down the long corridors and pretended not to notice the Fat Lady following me through each painting. I knew she had a crush on me, but hey, what can I say? I'm in love with a three-headed dog.
When I finally got to Fluffy's room, I stood outside. My hand hovered in front of the door.
Just knock, don't be such a Potter.
My pale hand was a stark contrast from the dark oak door.
Wow. I look like a cotton ball.
I could hear her heavy breaths through the door and my heart began to beat faster.
Tonight I'll tell her I love her.
I knocked three times — short and fast.
"Who is it?" She asked.
"Severus," I answered.
I could hear frantic shuffling, and her rattling chain.
"What's the password." Fluffy inquired.
"Come on. Don't make me say it,"
There was a silence. I knew she wouldn't give in.
"Fine. Dumbledore has a small lemon drop."
The door opened with a squeak.
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She was dressed in a pink tutu and a clown nose. Each of her heads had a different hat. She looked divine.
"Damn mami. You be lookin' like a whole ass biscuit."
Fluffy's eyelashes fluttered and she tried not to blush.
"I know," she said, "but don't let Hagrid hear that. He'll take me back to that weird man at the pub."
I gasped. Tears welled in my eyes.
"I JUST REMEMBERED," I shouted. She looked startled. I looked down at my feet to ground myself.
"I've been meaning to tell you this for awhile now, Fluffy. Fluffy Marie, I love you."
She threw her head back and laughed.
"That's so funny. I have a joke too,"
She said, "What do you get when you cross pear-scented deodorant and crusty white paint?"
I stared into her eyes. She thought I was joking. Maybe I'd just have to prove myself.
"I don't know, what?"
She smiled a wide smile. She showed her teeth.
"You!"
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My night with my secret lover ended in the early mornings of dawn. I had to swallow my feelings to leave her. I love her.
"Get yo ass into class!" I screeched at passing Gryffindors. The gorl made a high pitch screeching noise while the other one ran like hell. Gryffindors, hmph. So immature but so brave.
"Goodmorning. I didn't get any sleep cause' of y'all. Y'all are never getting any sleep cause' of me. Four essays due tomorrow over werewolves. Turn to page 364."
Harry glared at me. Hermione shivered when I walked by. I like it. I could feel the peach fuzz on my dong sway. I also liked that. I smirked.
