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Now, I'm trying to write A Hermione/ older man story. If you don't likey you no readie. Okay? Okay good. On to the thing for those who are ready for it. Everyone is OC

Hermione stood at her desk, proctoring a test. As a professor at Hogwarts, she had to proctor several test a year.

"Professor Granger," Severus Snape stood at the doorway, fingering his wand. "Professor Lupin would like a word with you in his office; I will take over." On her way out, Severus gave her a wink that no one else had caught. Barely three steps out the classroom, a man rushed her and bombarded her mouth.

"Remus, someone could come by..."

"That's why we're going into the broom closet." Before she could object, she could feel a broom poking her in...oh that's not broom, Hermione thought.

Twenty enjoyable, blissful moments later, Hermione and Remus stepped out, straightening out their robes.

"So, I'll see you later then; my room or yours?

"Yours; we were in mine yesterday, Moony." Hermione rubbed at a major love bit on her neck; when the full moon came around, Remus sure became passionate.

Later that night, Hermione walked calmly into his room, looking for Remus. She spotted him worked at his desk; Hermione walked behind him pressing her breasts into his back.

"Professor Lupin, I forgot to do my Charms homework; Professor Flitwick sent me here to see wood." Remus could feel himself getting hard.

"Oh well we can't have that." He sat her on his lap. "Now you bend over and take it."

He took down a cane from the wall, and began to spank her.

What most people don't know about Hermione Granger was that she was kinky as kinky could get.

She sat up and kissed Remus. "Bed," He growled. He threw her over his shoulder and slapped her on her ass. She noticed that he had changed his sheets to silk instead of the usually cotton.

"Remus, why did you change your sheets? The cotton was fine." He lifted his head from her neck.

"They tore in the wash." He reached down, down, down until he reached that sacred spot. Hermione gasped in surprise, "Oh, that's the ticket isn't it?" He grinned, teasing her.

"You're the devil, Remus Jonathan Lupin. Oh God!" She grabbed any spare sheet she could gather up: he had changed the sheets to be tortureous.

"I thought I was the devil; now I'm God; works for me." A few intense minutes later, Hermione turned the tables.

"Hermione, if I could the chose the moment I died; I think this would be it." She stopped for a few seconds, smirking at him. Before he could contain it, he howled.

"Remus," she said, finishing up, "did you cast a silencing charm?"

Remus finally caught his breath, "No, I thought you did."

They looked at each other and waited for someone to tell them to keep it down. Sure enough, Severus Snape stood outside of the door, looking murderous.

Hermione, lucky for Snape, answered the door.

"If you and that bloody werewolf don't keep it down, I will not be responsible for my actions; is that clear, Ms. Granger?" She nodded, trying not to laugh: a particular bottle was poking out of Severus' pocket: Motion Lotion. Apparently, Severus Snape did get lonely.

"I understand Severus. I hope you have motion-filled, I mean, marvelous filled night," said Remus, standing behind Hermione.

AN: Good and descriptive enough for everyone? Okay now tell me what you liked to see more of:

Hermione/Severus

or

Hermione/Remus