Sex Ed with Snape

Snape grumbled to himself as he briskly strode toward the headmaster's office. What can the old bat possibly want that was so urgent that he had to arouse me from my peaceful nap? He mumbled the password to the statue of the gargoyle and walked up the winding staircase that emerged. Without even bothering to knock Snape pushed open the door and came face to face with McGonagall.

"Well Albus I best be going." McGonagall craned her neck to where Dumbledore was sitting contentedly sipping peppermint tea. "Severus." McGonagall acknowledged Snape with a nod before leaving the room.

"Come in Severus, take a seat."

Snape gave Dumbledore a dark look as he gestured toward a vacant armchair.

"I'll stand."

"Very well. I however have an important matter to discuss with you."

"I'm listening." Dumbledore droned on for what seemed to Severus like an eternity before pausing to sip his tea. Although Severus looked like he wasn't interested in what the old man was saying he perked up at the mention of 'Sex ed'.

"What?" Severus spluttered, choking on his tea. "You can't mean... No... That's outrageous..."

"No Severus, you didn't mishear me. You are going to teach Sexual Education at Hogwarts this year, whether you like it or not."

"No... I'll resign, I will not be subjected to this sort of humiliation!"

"Severus you couldn't possibly resign. Where would you go?"

Snape thought on this. Where would he go? Dumbledore had always protected him from Voldemort's wrath what would happen if he left Hogwarts?

"You are right as usual Albus."

"When you have the wisdom of my years you too shall be right more often than wrong Severus, never fear."

"Isn't Sex Ed a Muggle subject? Why would you bring it to Hogwarts?" Severus prodded eagerly hoping to find a flaw in Dumbledore's reasoning.

"The parents have simply demanded it. I'm afraid that this has been delayed for years and it's inevitable. Witches and Wizards are still teenagers Severus, with the same problems as Muggle teenagers." Severus nodded acknowledging that he agreed. After all wasn't he a teenager once? He remembered those feelings all too well...

**Flashback**

"Severus how many pages was that Potions essay?" Severus looked up from his book shyly, coming face to face with Lily Evans.

"Um two parchments I believe."

"Oh yes... now I remember... Thanks Sevvie!"

Lily ran off in the direction of the library and into the arms of James Potter. Severus scowled, a look he was becoming accustomed to since they began dating less than three weeks ago.

** End of Flashback**

How he had adored her. He could still remember the smell of her hair after a shower, her favorite color and the way she smiled. Although her special smile, her pretty one showing all her pearly white teeth, was always reserved for James Potter. How he loathed him. They were just so perfect together, too perfect in fact. Everyone always cooed over them, and it seemed that Severus was the only one who found himself disgusted by their relationship. It was just inconvenient he always told himself, never admitting his deep feelings for Lily. Contrary to popular belief, he was destroyed when she was killed. It was the worst day of his life to date. Even being locked in a dungeon for days without food or water was a cakewalk compared to the despair he faced that day.

With those unpleasant thoughts running through his head, Severus bid Dumbledore goodnight and began the walk toward the dungeons.

Lily always hated the dungeons. She was outside in the sunlight whenever she was able, adding more freckles to her already damaged complexion. He always begged her to wear sunscreen, a Muggle concoction used to prevent sunburns but she always protested.

Snape tried to push the unruly thoughts from his head, but to no avail. Her pretty face with her fiery auburn hair kept torturing him throughout the night.