"Because you wanted someone to push you into line. But you were already toeing it perfectly." Snape nodded, sighing. He was going to play this game, so he might as well get into character. "So... tired of being the perfect little student, are we?" He graced her with his darkest, coldest sneer. It froze iceburgs. "Then I suppose I could find plenty of fault for that idea alone. Shall I also tell you... show you... what a naughty girl you've been? Have probably always been? Secretly wanting such perverse things, and probably dreaming about them in your little schoolgirl's bed every night? Shall I... punish you for your wicked thoughts and desires, girl?"



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