"The year before"

warnings: smut, swearing
'When your gaze met his, pleasant, passionate memories hit you at once; your bare bodies flushing against each other, his hot lips on your burning neck, your hands around his broad shoulders, when his hips thrusted into you roughly, and the moans and groans, that you started to hear when the picture of you both making love appeared in front of your eyes

"Lily Y/N Snape is joining you in your fourth year!" the Headmaster spoke, as you broke your eyes away from redhead's, heading to the stool with the Sorting Hat laying on it.

You, Severus Snape's daughter, had slept with Fred Weasley.

DAMN!