Harry Potter one shots

Snape and Neville

The dungeons were very unpleasant as was the class Neville Longbottom was currently walking towards. Potions class was very hard for the young wizard who preferred to care for the plants instead of chopping them up into tiny pieces and throwing them in a cauldron. The class was also run by the best-looking teacher in all of Hogwarts, Severus Snape. Neville was nervous to admit his crush on his professor to anyone not even Harry knew of his crush on the older man. Harry was in a relationship with Sirius Black, but even he might not understand the love Neville felt for the handsome but grumpy potions master. "Come on Nev!" Harry grabbed Neville's hand and together they made their way to the room. It was dark, cold, and as always very dreary. As Harry made his way to his seat next to Draco, Neville sat in the front, he wanted to be closer to the door in case he messed up again and had to run to the hospital wing. "Today, you will be making a healing potion. Longbottom, try not to mess this one up." Snape said passing around the instructions, he started doing that after Harry mentioned to Sirius that he sometimes couldn't read the board and Snape overheard. Harry was working with Draco and smiling at something the other had said, the two had gotten closer over their time as potion partners and Sirius had the chance to meet his young cousin. "Mr. Longbottom, pay attention." Snape looked unimpressed with the state of Neville's potion, it looked the same as the others. It did look like others but then it turned to brown and bubbled at looked like burnt chocolate but smelled like the quidditch changing rooms. "Totus Subsisto!" Snape placed the potion under stasis till it could be properly handled. "Detention with me Mr. Longbottom, tonight after dinner." Neville tried not to cry as he was told to sit next to Snape for the rest of the class, it was at least an hour more of Snape sitting close to Neville and the younger watching him. Snape was actually quite handsome, his face was softer up close than it appeared, and his nose wasn't that sharp, his hair looked like silk rather than greasy. "Stay after class Mr. Longbottom." Snape said softly, which confused Neville. "Class is dismissed for the day. Well, get out of my classroom, I don't need you brats in here more than necessary." Snape growled and watched everyone leave making sure that Neville didn't leave with everyone else. "Mr. Longbottom, follow me." The man turned and didn't even wait to see if the younger obeyed. Snape led Neville into his personal quarters and sat on a velvet covered couch, waiting for the young Gryffindor to enter. "Professor, where are we?" Neville had never seen Snape's rooms or any teacher's rooms he had never been in enough trouble to see them. "My personal rooms, little one." Snape said and Neville felt drawn to sit at Snape's feet and so he did. Sitting at Snape's feet felt natural and right, like he was meant to be there. "Already a good submissive aren't you." Snape started to play with the teen's shaggy hair making the younger sigh and lean into the touch. "Come sit on my lap, so I can see you better." Neville climbed into the man's lap and decided to face him, unaware that the innocent act didn't seem as innocent to Snape. "Eagar my little one?" Neville just looked confused he had no idea what was even happening. "Do you know what a soulmate is little one?" Snape asked lightly running his fingers down Neville's back and thighs. "No." Neville was shivering, one because the room was sort of cold and two because Snape was making him want more touches. "No, what little one." Snape growled and Neville smiled at the man. "No, I don't what a soulmate is, Daddy." Snape seemed to like the title and kissed Neville making the younger moan and kiss him back with more passion. "Daddy, I have liked you for a while now." Neville said as he snuggled into his Daddy's arms. "You are my soulmate, that means that you were made just for me to love you and care for you. As your Daddy it is my job to make sure you feel so loved." Neville smiled and then remembered all the times his Daddy had yelled at him. "Daddy, do you hate me?" Snape just hugged the boy closer. "I don't hate you; I was just upset that when I met my soulmate, he was only 11. I want to keep you safe and sometimes the potions you make are dangerous and I want to keep you away from them." Neville seemed happy with the answer and then kissed his Daddy and hid his face in the older man's neck. "I love you, Daddy." Neville said as his shirt was slowly taken off and Daddy kissed him right above his heart. "I love you more little one, forever and ALWAYS."