This is my first story, i didn't think i would write one, but i read a lot of Snape/Hermione fan fics, and i just find Snape a bit unrealistic. I wanted to keep his reputation of being rough and angry alive. So here it is...

What? I am a good girl!

His voice was low and droning, as he explained the ingredients for their next task Hermione rested her hands in her head and sighed, louder it seemed than she had meant.

'Mrs Granger, is my class boring you, I'm sure being a Gryffindoor know-it-all who seems to be above even teachers is quite tiring, indeed'

'Sorry Proffesor Snape, I'm just not feeling very well'

'Well i wouldn't want to let you're final revison session before your exams get in the way of your illness, visit Madam Pomfrey and return to me tonight at 8 oclock'

Hermione flushed with embarrassment and quickly grabbed her things, she walked out of the classroom ignoring the whisper of Harry asking if she was okay. But when she turned around before she shut the door Professor Snapes eyes were still boring into her body darting from her legs to her hips, she blushed and dashed from the room. When she shut the door she sat of the steps and rested her head against the cold wall. She was meant to be spending tonight with Ron, they had promised each other they would make time tonight, after being rushed off their feet because of NEWTS.

After she had been to Madam Pomferey who had advised a quick nap before her detention tonight, she dawdled to her dormitory, her mind wandering to Proffesor Snape, and his seemingly toned body, his mysterious ways had always confused her, what was he hiding, she pictured his face, his lips. And is response her own lips parted. She flushed embarressed for thinking of her teacher in such away. She was his student.

As she fell through the door of her own head girls room she flopped on the bed with exhaustion, and set her alarm for 7oclock, she had 5 hours to rest, and she was thankful. But two hours later she was still tossing and turning, her mind fixed on Snape. And subconsciously she placed her slender hand up her short skirt, letting out a small moan of approval, and then ashamed she bolted upright and shook her head. what was she thinking! She was with Ron, her lovely Ron. Dropping back on the bed she cleared her mind. And with that she fell asleep.

'Enter Mrs Granger'

She walked in trying to keep as much composure as possible, pushing the events from earlier to the back of her mind, scared he could read what she was thinking on her face she snapped her head to the floor until she reached the edge of his desk.

'I trust you are feeling better' he asked. Obviously he had no concern of her health.

'Yes, Sir, thank you Sir, it was just a headache...Sir'

She realized she was mumbling on, realized he had cocked his head to one side staring at her, no emotion on his face at all. She searched his eyes, hoping to see a flicker of what he was thinking, what did he think of her. She was wringing her fingers together, biting her bottom lip.

'Nervous, Mrs Granger' He asked, now a slight hint of amusingness creeped from his lips.

She shook her head daring not to speak. He looked fascinating, so different from Ron, who had no ounce of mystery about him, showing every inch of emotion on his face. Very much like a child. But not Snape, he was a man, a man of few words.

She knew she'd been staring, silently for quite long, and when she met his eyes again he narrowed his, whispering 'curious'.

He then added 'Now i want you to write me an essay, telling me of you headache and why it distracted you so much, from being your usual know-it-all self'

She sat down at the desk, and pulled out her quill, making a start. Everything was silent again the only noise was the slight scratch of two quills working frantically. But she wasn't concentrating, her handwriting looked nothing like it's usual neat self, and conscious of what he would think she decided to start again. As she searched for an extra piece of parchment, she decided she wanted to be close to him.

'Sir' she queried

'What, Mrs Granger, Oh don't tell me, you've finished this essay, and threw in another for good measure' he replied

'No sir, i was wondering if i could have another piece of parchment, sir'

'Very well'

She stood, struggling to regain her balance but tried to keep as much poise, she tottered to the front of the desk.

'Round here in the top draw, i know you think Hogwarts, the students and the teachers alike revolve around you but surely you can stretch to get some parchment yourself' he said without even looking up. She walked round the desk and bent down slowly, she grabbed two pieces and stood up.

'Ouch, ouch owww' she cried, she'd stood up to quickly and caught her nose, which was now dripping with blood, she'd caught it on the sharp corner on the side of the table. She stood back embarrassed. Snape pushed back from his chair and with little effort and walked over to her slightly raising his wand he whispered 'Bracium Emendo'

Hermione grasped at his biceps as the pain shot through her nose, after a second she only felt a slight throb. And realizing she still had her hand grasping on his arms she released her hold. His face looked beautiful, etched with slight concern but complete satisfaction of a job well done.

Instead of dropping her head, she remained fixed. Snape had never been one to drop eye contact so they remained this way for some time. She raised her hand slightly and touched the side of his cheek, he raised his eyebrows quickly and in a judging manner, but she did not move her hand away and neither did she. And so she leant in.

She kissed him, softly, at first and then slowly slipping in her tounge exploring his mouth, and he let her. He did not respond in the way she'd imagined but again he let her explore, she ran her hands through his hair becoming more aggressive with each passing second. Until, it seemed he lost all control. Finally moving his hands from his side he easily lifted her onto the desk letting her lean into him nibbing at his lip he finally responded and his tongue darted into her mouth. He was much more experienced than Ron sending a shiver down her spine warming her slightly. She felt a rough course hand on her thigh as it roughly separated her legs and crept its way up. Her breathe quickened slightly as he looped his finger round the side of her pants, and she raised her hip and he slid them down her leg. She tensed as she felt a finger rubbing at her clit. Arching her back she let him be rough to her, she loved feeling his breathe on her chest and again met her mouth to him. But when she went to put her hand on his aching groin he grabbed her wrist and pushed her back on the desk, kissing her hips, and biting them roughly. And then, as he put his tongue in her going deeper, massaging the clit she let herself go, fully, for the first time and screamed in pleasure as she felt herself tense and hold her breathe. The orgasm was intoxicating, and again they locked lips, biting and exploring.

After a while she pulled away, smiling, she couldn't help herself, she must have looked stupid. He gently released her entwined hands from around the nape of her neck and walked over to her desk, picking up the essay she was far from happy with, she watched him scan over it, embarrassed at her shoddy work and the still stupid grin on her face. After what seemed like ages he looked up at her, although not fully meeting her eye, and showing again no emotion he nodded.

'This is, dare i say acceptable work. You may return to your room'

Slightly shocked at being shunned so quickly she grabbed her bag and started for the door. Slightly angry and rejected though she swung round, ready to open her mouth ready to protest. But was surprised to see Snape staring after her, with what appeared a mischievous smile on his face, it was short lived though as he snapped back to his usual mysterious stance.

'Yes Mrs Granger. Something you wish to add?' he said slightly defensive knowing what she had just seen.

Shaking her head she walked out the door and let it shut behind her. As she walked down the corridor she looked back at her potion classroom and and without caring the stupid grin was quickly back on her face.