I know what you're thinking.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, just the plot.

A/N: This is fairly dirty. So don't complain if you don't like it.

I know what you're thinking. She couldn't possibly have feelings for the one teacher her friends despised since the first year of Hogwarts. Why was she feeling this way? Why was she thinking about him like this? Ever since she came back from holidays. He just seemed so... Dark, Mysterious, Handsome… His lips looked so tender and luscious; his robe blew in the wind so elegantly. She couldn't possibly tell anyone these feelings. She'd risk everything; she was a prefect for heavens sake! She couldn't, she can't... She WONT! It's not like he'd ever consider it anyway... She knew he hated her. He would always avoid her in Potions. She would try her best to please him, all she wanted was to please him... but not one sign of satisfaction did he ever give her.
She was distracted again. She had not written one paragraph of her History of Magic essay. She double checked her time table for her next class, her heart sank. Potions, she had Potions next! A double also. Sure enough the last two lessons of the day. Will she cope? Then she checked the time.
'Bloody hell I'm late!' Thought Hermione as she packed everything away as fast as she could possible have done.

She rushed into her Potions class and Snape glared at her.
"You're late Miss Granger." he scowled,
"I - I'm sorry Professor." Hermione said to her shoes
"What was that?" He smirked.
"I'm sorry Professor Snape." She glared at him and quickly sat down next to Harry. "Five point's from Gryffindor for you're tardiness. I would expect better of you Hermione." Snape continued to instruct the class. Hermione took out her things and told Harry she got carried away with her work in the library. When the instructions appeared on the board Harry, Ron and Hermione started with their Potions. When the class had finished and gave the sample of their potion to Snape, they were instructed to write what they had just done with a full diagram. As they sat and took out their quills, Hermione found herself daydreaming again. She had not listened to a word Snape had said and had not done one diagram. He saw this and was shocked "Detention Miss Granger for not following instructions. Tonight after dinner, and don't be late." Snape growled.
'What is wrong with that girl lately?' Snape thought as he continued examining the samples in front of him.

Harry and Ron were deep in conversation and Hermione was just eating thinking and dreaming what was in store for her later. She knew nothing will happen but just the thought of being close to him gave her a chill down her spine. When everyone had finished eating and the rest of the food disappeared the students were dismissed, Hermione bid goodnight to Ron and Harry and started off down to Snape's classroom. She didn't know what was going to happen.

Snape was showering before he went down to the detention he has assigned Hermione. As he rinsed out the shampoo from his hair he thought,
'She's never been late, she's always exceeded. I wonder if something's wrong... should I ask her - No! Since when did you care? Even though since the first year you have always been impressed. Now she's growing into a beautiful women. She can handle herself. And she better do it quick! I do not tolerate tardiness! Oh shut up.'

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She knocked on the door but no answer, so she let herself in and sat down, he wasn't there yet. She stared at his desk picturing him there, staring into her eyes. He stood up and walked over to her and held out his hand as Hermione held out her own. He pulled her into him and stared deeper into her eyes, then pulled her tighter to him and pressed his mouth on her's. Their tongues met and hungrily coiled around each other. He pulled her even closer still and Hermione felt his hardness between her thighs which made her moan slightly into his mouth. His hands slid down her back and pulled her onto the desk still deep into the passionate kiss, he laid her down and groped her breast.
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Snape walked in from the back of the potions room to find Hermione in deep thought staring at his desk. He wouldn't usually use Occlumency for his own reasons, but his curiosity had the better of him as he looked into her mind. At first he was shocked at what he was witnessing, but then started to enjoy it. Then realised what he was doing. "Herm - Miss Granger?.. Miss Granger!" Snape was standing at the front of the room looking bewildered.
"Huh" Hermione blinked 'Oh god ..'
"S - sorry Professor" Hermione felt the heat rush to her face as she stood.
Snape stared at her for a few moments then slowly moved closer to her. She felt her heart pounding so hard she could swear he could hear it. He saw that every moment he got closer she became more venerable, and he liked it. He liked how he made her feel. They came only inches away and Hermione dared not to move, only slightly shaking. He smirked at her and saw her fall weak at the knees. He was feeling the need to grab her and kiss her. He was debating it in his mind. Then he saw what Hermione thought. She was basically begging him to kiss her through her thoughts, her eyes. He slowly rapped his arm's around her waist Hermione closed her eyes. "We shouldn't you know?" he said staring at her.
"Please…" She begged in a distant whisper. He could feel her heart beat racing. He moved closer to her and kissed her lightly on her lips still watching her. Hermione opened her eyes and they stared at each other for a few seconds. Then she cupped his face in her hands and devoured his lips into a hard lustful kiss. Their tongues entwined and explored the insides of their mouths. Then Snape's hands slid down and pulled her legs up onto his hips as he carried her to the cushions at the back of the room. He laid her down lightly on them and broke the kiss, his knees were on either side of her body, he staring into Hermione's eyes and traces the outline of her face and down her neck. Then he slowly sat up and un did his buttons one by one then slid it off his shoulders. Hermione then started to un button his under shirt then his chain around his neck caught her eye. It shimmered in the candle light, it was silver with a small jewel joined to it.
"It's beautiful.." she whispered rubbing the jewel as he stared at her, then running her hands over his shoulders to rid of the shirt. He lent down and kissed her again pulling her up to take off her robe, then Hermione un buttoned her blouse and Snape stopped her hands. He lent down and stared to kiss from her next to her chest, the feeling of her warm skin against his lips put him into utter ecstasy. Then he rid of her blouse and licked playfully at her chin as he sat back up to face her. Then he laid her back down on her back and starting lightly kissing Hermione's stomach, then up to her lips again, lent on top of her. She could feel he was hard, she ran her hands down his toned body to his pants and undid the belt and buckle. Snape was still staring at her as though he didn't believe it. She unzipped his pants and he slid them off showing his dark green silky boxers.
Hermione kicked off her shoes and Snape crawled down and slid his hands up her skirt and sliding it down her legs. Then running his hands back up her smooth body, coming back up to kiss her again. As he did Hermione rolled him over and sat on him feeling his hardness between her legs. She took off her underwear and Snape slid down his boxers. She laid back on his chest and placed herself on his tip, then pulling off again. He looked at her and she just smirked at him.
She did know what she was doing. This wasn't her first. She had been with someone before, one time with Neville, who could blame her? He had become quite handsome. Plus they were intoxicated, but it wasn't just once she had this encounter with Longbottom.
Snape bit his bottom lip scowling at her, as she teased him moving down towards his length and kissing everywhere but his desired spot. He couldn't take this, he wanted her now. He wanted to be inside her. He never had taken foreplay well. He grabbed her and rolled her over again as she giggled slightly at his small growl. He was now on top of her and he was the one now smirking. He placed his tip on her opening; she bit her lip as he slowly pushed himself into her. She gave out a small moan as Hermione arched her back and Snape pushed inside again. Slowly pain became pleasure and the rhythm became faster, then slower, then faster again. Snape lowered his face down and kissed the sweet spot on Hermione's neck and she could see he was now breaking a sweat. His hand roamed Hermione's body, touching every sweet spot, exploring what made her moan that little louder. Snape didn't want this to end and he was coming to his climax. So before he did, he pulled himself out and Hermione jerked open her eyes in question. He smiled at her and trailed his tongue her chest, around her nipple, making her shiver, then further down her body to where her wet spot was. Then he looked up at her and she just still looked at him, he then started to kiss inside of each of her lips, and started to suck lightly on her clit. Hermione moaned at this and bucked her hips ever so slightly. Then he licked around her and inside of her over and over again. Hermione gripped onto the cousins and arched her back, she was in utter ecstasy. He could feel her starting to shake and could tell she was about to cum, and he readied himself. When she released her juices he licked it all up, and looked up at her. Snape was so turned on it hurt. Hermione's eyes were so lust filled she looked in a daze. He slowly made his way back up to her face, which was flushed bright pink. Then he slowly entered inside of her again and this time Snape let out a moan of relief and pleasure. Harder and faster he grinded and Hermione felt as though she would burst. He was nearly there.. He pushed harder and harder, inside of her. Further and further until he could go no more, he lent down and gave Hermione another deep and rough kiss. He grabbed each of her hands and pinned them on either side of her and pushed again and again until he finally could feel it. He basically exploded inside of Hermione, he let himself empty inside of her. They both moaned and Snape took himself out of Hermione, and lay beside her on the cushions. She rolled to her side and put her head on his chest as he stroked her hair. She fell asleep with warmth knowing she was finally with the one she loved.

When she woke she was sitting in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room, fully dressed. Hermione jolted upright and looked around franticly hoping, wishing that wasn't a dream. Then she felt something in her lap. She looked down, her heart pounded. It was the chain Snape had been wearing. She kissed it and put it on, then went up to her room to shower. No one was awake yet, the sun was just rising. Hermione couldn't swipe the smirk off her face. What was going to become of this? Would that have only been the first time? Or would there be more.
'I think I love him..' She thought as she soaped up her wash cloth and cleaned her body, not that she wanted to be rid of the feeling knowing Severus was on top of her. "Mmm.." She made a small moan thinking about his body. Then a bang on the door. Hermione turned off the shower and dressed herself and went down to breakfast.