Heels
'Merlin's beard… what is this girl thinking? This is a detention. Why is she wearing those heels? And is that makeup?' Severus asked himself as he stared blankly up at the student who had just strutted into his classroom with an air of complete authority about herself. She smiled at him, her eyes twinkling as her long luscious lashes fluttered ever-so-slightly. 'And is she wearing perfume..?'
"Your detention is to clean out all of these cauldrons, and you can't use your wand." He said and her smile only broadened as she gave her hand a wave and he felt a rush as magic washed over him and he gasped as a moment later as he stood and saw that they had all been cleaned. "How?"
"Magic," She said with a soft laugh and he felt a shiver run the length of his spine. "So what's next?"
He looked at the girl, noticing that her robes seemed to be a bit more fitted than normal, clinging just a tad closer to her curves than before as she shifted her weight and turned somewhat. They also seemed shorter than normal, reaching just to the tops of her ankles where he could see her petite feet in stiletto heels.
"What are you planning?" He asked coolly and her eyes started to smolder.
"And why do you think I'm planning something?"
"You're not the brightest witch of your age for no reason. What do you want?" He asked, feeling flustered by her appearance.
"That's a very good question…" She said and walked over to his table, putting her hands down and gazing straight into his eyes. "What do you think I want?"
Severus gulped, suddenly feeling very nervous at the distinctly predatory look on Hermione Granger's face.
THE END…
A/N: Yes, I know this is literally one scene but it came screaming into my head and demanded to be posted for some bloody reason... whatever, at least now you know I'm not dead or anything, just out of touch with fanfiction writing for a couple years. But at least I'm writing again. ^_^