A/N: ok, beware, there is sexual content. You may read if you want, but I will not warn you when it begins, it is pretty obvious, and besides, you have already been warned that it is in here. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!!

I ducked behind a stone gargoyle as someone passed by. Luckily I had hid in time, it was the new DADA professor, William Corton. He was a tall man with wavy dirty blonde hair that nearly reached his shoulders, he always wore it in a ponytail tied loosely at the nape of his neck. His eyes were dark green. He was always polite but I hadn't known him long enough to trust him, hell, I hardly trusted anyone anyways. I snuck out every night and the only people I trusted enough to let know this were Argus Filch, Minerva Mcgonagall, Rubeus Hagrid, and Albus Dumbledore. I trusted and liked almost all the other teachers, but I didn't ever tell them any of my secrets. The only reason Albus and Minerva knew were because they were like my grandparents, the only ones I knew, that, and Albus would somehow find out and tell Minerva. Hagrid knew because he was the only one I could go to with my changes without anyone becoming suspicious. And finally, Argus knew because he found me a few years ago in the worst period of time in my life and helped me through it, eventually replacing my father figure.

I shook my head of painful memories and refocused on the man that disappeared around the corner. I sighed in relief and turned around only to run into something hard. The case in my hand fell, making a thump on the ground that echoed throughout the hall. 'Hmm, I don't remember there being a wall here…' I thought stupidly before I looked up at the supposed 'wall'. I gulped, I was completely screwed. Because, standing before me with his hands resting on my upper arms was Professor Snape.

"Miss Granger," he drawled out in that deep, emotionless voice. "why, may I ask, are you out at this time of night? It is well past even Head Girl hours." I gulped, desperately trying to think up an excuse. I could tell he noticed my struggling because a small smirk was slowly spreading across his face. He was about to speak, but thank Merlin, I was saved. And luckily it was someone I knew would help me. It was Argus Filch.

"Ahh, there you are Granger. Oh, good evening to Professor Snape, how are you?" I mentally smiled at him, he was acting his usual gruff self, but I could see the fun he was having. He may be great friends with Professor Snape, but he enjoyed stealing the mans fun. And at the moment, his fun was getting me in trouble.

"Filch, what is Miss Grangers business with you tonight?" geez, the man had a great voice, but no one noticed because of all his drawling and speaking as if you were an idiot, it was quite annoying.

"Granger is serving detention with me tonight, she was out after hours last night. She is serving detention in the Forbidden Forest collecting potion ingredients." I silently congratulated him on his quick thinking. But that happiness quickly disappeared as I noticed the glint in Snapes eyes.

"Ah, that's good. I was actually on my way out to collect ingredients, I could always use an extra set of hands, I'll take over her detention. Good night Filch." I could see that Argus had nothing to say to that while not giving anything away. So he gave a slight shrug in my direction, gave a nod to Snape, and walked away. "Well then Miss Granger, shall we?" he let go of my arms, which I realized he had been holding this entire time, and held his arm out towards the door, as if he was actually asking if I wanted to go.

I scowled at him, which only made him smirk more, and bent down to grab my case. But before I could, a longer arm reached around me, I could lightly feel Snapes body for a moment before he pulled back, case in hand.

"Now now Miss Granger, what is this?" I tried to grab it but he held it a little above his head. I reached up on my tip toes, resting my hand on his chest as I stretched as far as I could to reach it. I was to short and he gave a small chuckle as he saw my disappointed face. "I have every right to see what is in here Miss Granger, I am your teacher after all. Also, you should respect your teachers more, never touch them or try to take something from them, it's incredibly rude." he was scolding me like I was a small child. Then I saw the glint in his eye, a mischievous one. My eyes widened. He was egging me on, trying to get a rise out of me. I narrowed my eyes. His only reaction was to smirk and walk to the front entrance, case still in hand. "Come along Miss Granger, I don't have all night, and besides, it's too fun teasing you, you get angered easily."

I scoffed at him, he chuckling at my reaction. He was so playful tonight and worry free. But I quickly followed him, wanting to know why he was like this. I watched him cautiously as we walked into the forest, all in complete silence. We continued our silence for the next half hour until we came upon a clearing. The field of sorts was long grass with tons of different types of flowers and other plants spread through out it. The trees were slightly bowed towards and over the field and everything glowed slightly in the moonlight. It was beautiful and I wondered to myself why I had never searched the forest for a better playing spot, something like this.

"Miss Granger," I turned to Professor Snape as he spoke my name, breaking the silence. "find all the items on this list, if you need any help, which I'm sure you don't need, ask me." he walked across the clearing and sat on a log. I looked at him for a moment before getting started on the list.

Snape's PoV

I waited until I knew Granger was completely caught up in the work I had assigned to her before looking down to her case I had acquired. It was black and small. It was about a foot long, four inches wide, and two inches thick. I looked curiously at it and searched for the openings. It was three silver brackets. I unlatched them quietly after looking at Granger to make sure she was still occupied and looked inside. It only further confused me.

Inside were three pieces of silver tubing. Two of them were covered in odd buttons and rods with springs and pads. The other one had only an end covered, the other open, and an odd sort of opening on it near the closed off end. I knew it was most definitely that it was not a wizarding object, and even with my extensive knowledge of muggle technology I had no idea of what it was. I looked up as a movement caught my eye.

It was Granger, and she didn't look happy. She raised an eyebrow, much like myself, and looked pointedly at me fingering the strange object before speaking. "Are you quite done searching through my things Professor Snape?" I ignored her question, slightly wondering how she had gotten so close to me without my knowing, and asked one of my own.

"Miss Granger, what is this?"

"Why should I tell you?" I almost grinned at her rudeness and stubbornness, she reminded me of myself.

"Because I am your teacher and you are in detention. Now, what is this?"

"It's a flute." I raised my eyebrow, mimicking her previous expression. "A muggle instrument. Now, may I have it back?"

I contemplated a moment before letting a bit of my grin slip onto my face. "Play it." before she could protest I continued. "Play it or I'll give you another detention. I already know that you weren't really serving detention with Filch."

She looked at me for a moment before grinning and nodding. She walked forward and pulled out the pieces of silver, putting them together. She blew some air through the odd instrument before playing.

The tune was low yet fast. I could feel it playing through my body, heating up my blood. I leaned back on my hands and watched her through hooded lids. I noticed how she had changed over the past seven years. Her hair had finally tamed down to beautiful soft brown curls reaching down to her waist. Her skin was slightly tanned, giving hera healthy glow. I noticed her curves, she had filled out into a beautiful woman with an amazing body. I could feel my body's reaction, my pants getting tighter and my breathing getting quicker.

The music became quicker and my blood boiled hotter, my pants getting tighter. I reached my hands to the zipper, ready to relieve the pressure, not caring that she was watching me with her golden eyes. I couldn't think clearly, the only thought on my mind was her beautiful body and relieving the damn pressure building up in my pants. My hand reached inside and it inched closer to my shaft. As soon as my hand touched it, the music stopped and I regained control of my mind.

It took me a moment to realize what was going on before I snatched my hand out of my pants. I looked to Hermione, she was already walking away, case in hand and flute out of sight.

"Hermione, what the hell was that?" I growled at her. She turned to me with a smirk on her face that made me slightly nervous, but I shook the feeling away and waited for her answer.

"You told me to play, I did. You didn't know what you were asking for, but now you will pay the consequences. You will suffer at night until it is achieved or until I take the punishment away, which I won't. not until I feel you have sufficiently paid. Now, good night Professor. Oh, and you may want to stop calling me Hermione when people are around, they will grow suspicious." she started walking away again. I was nervous again, what was she talking about? I didn't usually get nervous about things, but her expression and what I had already experienced, from a song, had me more than a little ruffled.

I walked forward quickly and grabbed her arm. I was planning on demanding what she meant, but as soon as our skin touched the feelings that I was experiencing during her song increased ten fold. All I saw was red as I pulled her forward and into me and slammed my lips against hers. I shoved my tongue into her mouth, completely devouring her. I backed her into a tree where I pulled her up and pressed my throbbing need into her, still ravishing her mouth. I slightly pumped my hips into hers as the feelings came over any thought I had that this was a bad idea. My left hand gripped her thigh as my right slowly started inching up and under her shirt. I left her mouth for air and continued onto her neck, I heard her give a small moan as I found her sweet spot. I sucked harder and thought nothing of her hands resting against my chest and she whispering a few words through her sweet lips. That changed as I went flying back.

I laid for a few minutes, already knowing that she had left. The feelings and the over whelming need to fuck her senseless had ended as soon as we stopped touching, but a little of it stayed with me. So it seemed that a part of this punishment she had given me meant that I couldn't touch her, or else I would try to fuck her. Well, this is just bloody wonderful. I stood up and looked down to my still painfully throbbing need, knowing that I would need to relieve it. I quickly, and awkwardly walked back up to the castle and into my dungeon rooms. I tried taking a cold shower to relieve it. Key word: tried. It seemed I also couldn't just hope for it to go away, so I walked to my room, not even bothering to cover my self.

I laid down on my bed and blanked my mind. I slowly started to stroke myself, but if anything it only made it worse. I growled and started thinking of different woman. Nothing worked. I stopped and thought for a moment, wondering what would work. I hesitatingly touched myself again, imagining Hermione's face and it was her hands touching me.

The effect was instant, a little of the pressure was relieved, so I continued. My rhythm was completely lost as I was devoured by the feelings. Finally, I was relieved. As I came back down from my high, I realized that I had just had the best orgasm of my life. And I was masturbating!! I closed my eyes and shook away all my thoughts, especially the ones about Hermione, and fell asleep.

Elsewhere in the castle, in her Head Girl room, Hermione smirked as she finished watching her first victim come down from his first orgasm, caused by her. She had only recently discovered her heritage and was slipping quite easily into her powers and the urges she was having because of it. She closed her eyes and followed her subject into sleep.

A/N: ok, the most awkward thing I have ever written, but the idea came across me while I was practicing the Saxophone today and I decided to write it. So, I hope you like, thanks for reading!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or its characters.