Hermione sighed as she placed down her third charms assignment she had down for the day. It was like any other day for her. Harry and Ron ridding their brooms sticks around outside while she stayed inside and did their homework, only because they had begged and she couldn't say no to their puppy dog faces.
Suddenly Hermione saw a shadow fall over her homework. She quickly turned to see her potions master Professor Snape standing behind her holding a bunch of flowers pulling a face that looked like it was ment to be smile but looked more like he was in pain.
Before Hermione could do anything Snape had grabbed her hand and handed her the flowers and started rapidly whispering in her ear "Miss Granger, I was hoping that maybe if I gave you these flowers you would give me a quick shag in the broom closet down the corridor?"
Hermione's eyes opened wide in shock but just as she was about to scream no her homework next to her caught her eye and she sighed and turned back to the terrible ugly Snape. He was probably terrible in bed anyway, and it would be really quick.. She was going to take one for the team.
"Professor Snape, keep the flowers. I will shag you if you give harry and ron A's for the rest of their schooling life." Snape pulled back suddenly.
"Never! I hate Potter more than life it's self" Snape replied.
"Well what about just Ron then? This is a shag you are getting in return!" Hermione said. She did have a rather liking to ron and she didn't really care about harry anyway.
"hmmmm ok then" said Snape "but you have to let me shag you twice."
Hermione thought about this for a moment and then agreed, it would be two quick turns in the closet. How could that possibly change anything other than ron's mark's?
Turns out Snape was great in bed, or shall we say closet. And Hermione and snape ended up shagging more regularly. Soon they feel in a weird non magical hateful kind of love. Sigh. How fucking romantic.
