I don't own the Character only the story. First PUBLISHED fanfiction. Enjoy!

Hermione P.O.V

While walking down the halls of Hogwarts with my two idiot friends, Ron and Harry, by my side, I couldn't help but think about THEM.

I sighed to myself as I walked through the empty corridors, not paying any attention what-so-ever to where I am going until I accidentally run into something, or someone, hard with and oomph. From my position of the floor, I look up to see my Mastery of Potions Professor, Snape. Fuck! Why today of all days does he have to be inspecting the halls? I just have the rottenest luck, don't I?

"What are you doing out of your chambers, Miss Granger?" I heard him say with that sexy drawl of his. What the fuck am I thinking? Did I just say that PROFESSOR SNAPE has a sexy drawl?

"P-Professor Snape? I-.., sorry, I didn't see you. I couldn't sleep. I'll just go back to my dormitory." I said removing myself from the ground, and began to venture back towards the Gryffindor quarters. But before I was able to make a generous amount of distance between us, because I really needed to think clearly again, I was called thither.

"And where do you think you're going, Miss Granger. Get back here! Since you are currently awake and I am feeling quite generous tonight, I'll give you a choice: one, either you come to my office and help me with matters or two, you may go back to your chambers with a ten point deduction from Gryffindor. Take your pick." He had continued to say after I continued to advance in his direction.

I stopped abruptly looking dumbfounded at the words that just managed to escape his thinly-pressed, beautiful, tastefully, kissable lips. "But Professor, that's unreasonable. You can't be seri-"

"Arguing, are we Miss Granger? Should it be a fifteen point deduction?" he rhetorically asked knowing the answer I would give.

All I could do was stand limp; looking at SNAPE with the most searing glare that I have ever cast anyone, not even Malfoy, I shook my head 'no' as my thought drifted elsewhere in my anger and frustration. I moaned as Snape threw me against the wall as his lips took an adventure down my body. Feeling his warm butterfly-like kissed descend as they get lower to THAT area. A gasp instantly removed itself from my throat when I felt something rub against my clitoris. He then captured my mouth with his as he thrust into my tight insides. I had the same strange feeling, as if someone was peering into my thoughts, when I looked up at my Professor he was looking at me rather weirdly. He looked flushed and then I gave him a weird observant look before he turned around and continued walking. I could've bet on Merlin's cape that I saw a small smirk appear on his face, but as soon as I saw it it disappeared. I shook both my thoughts and the image out of my head before I mimicked the pace, at which he was walking, a few steps behind.

"Hermione, HERMIONE! Did you hear anything we just said?" Yelled a slightly concerned Ron.

I looked at him for a second before I replied, "Sorry Ronald, I was thinking about something. What were you guys saying?"

"Ok. We were thinking about going to Hogsmeade. You wanna join?"

"I think I'll just stay here. I have an essay to write for Potions. I'll see you later." I said before I walked off in the direction of Snape's classroom.

I have a date with the devil.

Please review. All flames welcome.

Ron: SO, what do you think will happen next?

Me: Um... that's restricted information, but i can say 'ITS ABOUT TO GO DOWN'

Hermione: You put me in a really weird spot. I DO NOT think that about Snape.

Me: Yeah sure you don't.

Snape: Don't forget To review. SHE can use ALL the help she can get.

Me: Whatever, just shut the fuck up already.