A/N: Hope you like this first chapter!

Hermione sat anxiously in the Dungeon. Snape had asked her to stay after class. She had never gotten in trouble before! Snape walked to the desk next to Hermione's and sat down. Hermione's heart skipped a beat. She had had a crush on him for the past year. Snape looked at her intently.

"I have something to tell you," Snape said.

"What is it?" Hermione asked, her heart beating faster and faster. Snape watched her hand travel to her heart.

"I...am your father!!" Hermione gasped, "Ahaha! Just kidding! I always wanted to say that."

Hermione smiled, loving him when he was like this. "Okay, so what was it really?" she flicked her hair back.

Snape looked at her for a few seconds then smiled a huge smile. Hermione became scared.

"The thing is...I know you like me." Snape said. Hermione felt the blood rush to her face. She looked down. "No need to be embarrassed."

"But...how did you find out?" Hermione asked.

Snape smiled, "You were starting to get real nervous around me. You were being real shy. Didn't answer as many questions and when you did, you stuttered and blushed. Easy to recognize."

Hermione blushed even more. Now that she thought about it, he was right!

Snape stroked under her chin, "You're a pretty girl Hermione." She looked up at him. He smiled and stroked her hair. She was expecting him to say he was too old for her, but he didn't. "You have to go to dinner right now. Why don't we meet in the dungeon afterwards?" Hermione nodded, trying not to smile, but failing. Snape stroked under he chin once more and she couldn't help but giggle. She got up and ran out to dinner.

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Hermione sat down at the table grinning, "What's up?" Harry asked.

"Yeah you look funny. Something wrong?" Ron asked.

"No. Nothing!" Hermione said. "What's for dinner?"

"I know what's wrong with you!" Seamus said, grinning like mad.

Hermione knew what he was thinking and she shook her head. Seamus always knew.

"Our little Hermione is in love!" Seamus said. All the boys around her laughed.

"Who is it?" Dean asked.

"No one!" Hermione said.

"Come on you can tell us!" Ron said. He was actually hoping it was him.

"Yeah we're your friends!" Harry said.

"No you guys! I don't want to!" Hermione said. The guys chuckled.

"Come on Hermione!" Fred and George got into the game.

"No! You can't make me!" with that, Hermione got up and ran out of the Great Hall.

While running, she ran into Snape, literally. She ran into him and fell back while Snape remained unharmed.

"Hello," Snape said, grinning.

"Sorry! Prof-" Hermione didn't have time to finished. Snape had pulled her up by her waist and pushed her against the wall.

"Oh it's quite alright," he said, still grinning.

"Professor, I'm not sure I understand whaAAAH!" Hermione suddenly felt Snape's hand on her side. Although she had a crush on him, she didn't like what he was making her feel.

"Um...Professor..." His hand slid down her robe.

"Shhh..." Snape said soothingly, although he did not calm Hermione down.

"Let's take that trip down to the dungeon," he said.

"What? Now? Uh...ProfeSSOR!" Snape had picked her up by the waist. They walked toward the dungeon. He set her down.

"Professor no! This isn't right!"

Snape grinned and chuckled a little. He pushed her so that she was lying flat on the table. He did a spell to make her stay and unable to move.

"Professor please let me up!" Hermione cried. Snape grinned.

"Awww..." Snape ran his hand up and down Hermione's side, "Am I scaring poor little Hermione?"

She nodded her head, whimpering. Hermione had never seen Snape like this.

"Please..."

"On one condition," Snape said, "You must come back tomorrow night immediately after dinner. If anyone asks, you will tell them that you are helping me grade papers."

Hermione hesitated, but then nodded her head, reluctantly.

"Good. Now will you be a good girl if I let you up?" Snape cooed. She nodded her head once again. Snape reversed the spell and Hermione sat up and got off the table. "Oh and Hermione?" Snape said, just as Hermione was about to go through the door. She turned around.

"Yes?" She asked.

"Don't tell anyone about this," he said, dangerously.

"Yes, professor." and she ran out.