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Sorry I haven't updated Claws that Sink, I got busy then lost my train. If anyone would like to help me find my train I would greatly appreciate it. Lol

The night was quiet as any other night all throughout the castle, normal sounds of mice scurrying around and students sneaking to the kitchen for a midnight snack before going back to their dorms for some much-needed rest. If you were out walking around it would all seem as any other night, it seemed the quiet enveloped the whole school. However if you listened closely while walking through the dungeons you would know that that wasn't the case.

Soft moaning and the creaking of a wooden desk could just barely be heard if someone stood close enough to the door. No one ever would though, they knew it was a dangerous place at night, a place where snakes roam and feed.

Inside two figures could be seen taking part in an ancient dance. The dark-haired female sitting on the desk legs open facing the older male. Clothing covered the floor and empty space on the desk but neither seemed to notice as his thrusting into her smaller body continued. Moaning louder while gripping his long, strong, arms she pushes herself closer to him, matching his thrust.

"More. Oh God more. Please" the words were hissed out between moans and he happily obliged. Slamming himself further while sliding her further off the table and into his chest. Feeling the familiar tightening feeling, they both knew they were close to coming, oh how they loved that feeling. After being together for so long they both knew exactly what the other could take and loved to push the limits.

She knew that everyone feared him; she herself had once been in that group when she first transferred here at the young age of 16. But she also knew after her travels in the past not to judge someone based on the way that they acted, and most definitely not based on what others thought. So she had given him a chance, and what did that get her, detention for a month but now she looks back at it as a fond memory. No one knew what they did, what they were to one another no one could ever know but she didn't care in the least.

At the feel of a hand on the back of her neck and a particularly hard thrust she knew he could tell she was distracted.

"You seem distracted little imp, perhaps we should wait till I have your full attention." A small smile on his face as he speaks knowing she would not let him stop. True to his thoughts she wraps her hands around his waist and pulls him to her as she picks up the pace herself to get him to continue. Chuckling he continues in her efforts pushing them both to the edge and throwing them both into an orgasmic bliss. Both moaning each other's names as they came.

Resting his forehead on hers as they stare into each other's eyes. Both knowing that they should end it before they get caught and just be grateful for time they had with one another; but neither caring about the consequences at that moment.

He slowly breaks eye contact and pulls out of her gathering his clothes and putting himself back together. She takes his lead and starts to put her uniform back on after a quick spell to clean herself up. He smiles at her again as she stands in front of him now fully dressed and ready to go.

"Come I will walk you back to your dorm."

"No thank you, it's easier to sneak back up by myself." She answers while leaning up and kissing him softly again. He deepens the kiss and then slowly releases her, watching her walk up to the door. Opening the door quietly she looks back to him with a smile and a wink.

"Goodnight Professor." And with that she was gone, to go back upstairs to her tower and pretend that nothing ever happened. It was getting harder and harder to pretend though and she was starting to wonder if anyone was onto them.

Shaking her head letting her long dark hair wave about, probably not. She was a Gryffindor after all.

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