Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling and sadly, I am not she. If I was, Severus would be alive, Lily would not have been the love of his life and Hermione would have been!

Plot belongs to me.

Please note the M rating warning: sexual acts are mentioned within this chapter but not in great detail…however in later chapters, the language will become quite a bit more descriptive and blue

Note: writing in italics below are internal thoughts of the characters/letter content.

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Hermione was enjoying a relaxing cup of tea after she had finished her classes for the day when a black raven tapped furiously on her chamber window. She opened the window with a furrowed brow, contemplating who owned such a creature and why they were contacting her. She removed the letter from the bird's leg and fed him some treats in thanks.

Professor Granger,

I request an audience with you tonight at 6.15 sharp. Please meet me in the corridor outside the old potion's classroom.

Regards,

Severus Snape

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Master of Potions

Order of Merlin (First Class)

"What the fuck does he want?" She asked his bird in confusion, before the creature flew out of the window.

Perhaps he's going to cut me down to size for the incident yesterday? Cripes, I have had a good day so far too…he always fucks things up for me…plus the fact I've been masterbating like some sort of mad teenage male! Who the hell signs notes with their full titles now a days? What a tit.

Casting a 'tempus' charm, she saw that she had 2 hours left before her meeting with Snape and decided to have a nice relaxing bath, hopefully giving herself time to mentally prepare herself for the onslaught she would no doubt be privy to once the meeting was in motion.

She lay her head back against the marble bath as she sunk beneath the bubbles and water. As much as she tried to clear her mind of the illustrious Severus Snape, she found that she could not. He was such a curious study. Super intelligent, quick witted, dry…very dry sense of humour, striking sharp but not unattractive features and a presence that chilled her to the bone in the most delicious way. Severus Snape was indeed, an enigma.

The water pulsated around her breasts as her heart rate began to increase and she felt her blood rush towards her nether regions. She argued with herself whether or not it was a good idea to relieve herself of the sexual tension growing in between her thighs before a meeting with the subject of said sexual tension.

Perhaps it'd be better to release now, and I won't be so overly excitable should he begin berating me or making double entendres…yes, I believe we will have a little play before I leave the bath. Gods…how can the mere thought of the man make me so wet?

She tweaked her large cherry nipples with a sigh imagining his teeth scrapping against her sensitive buds. As her fingers slipped into her folds, teasing her nub she gasped and bit down on her swollen, red lips.

"Oh Severus…touch me…make me…please…make me come!"

She imagined him kissing up her inner thigh as his fingers worked between her folds, those beautiful lips sliding up against her skin, nearing her heat. The thought of his voice finally pushed her over the edge, "Come for me Hermione! Come!" He commanded and Hermione did just as he asked with monstrous force.

"Oh fuck! Severus…take me!"


He imagined himself leaning over her perfect, beautiful naked body pounding into her tight crevasse.

"Come for me Hermione! Come!" He shouted as he finally spilled his seed over his slightly calloused hand.

"That's it…take it…you naughty, infuriating witch!"

The spray of his hot shower consumed his alabaster skin and washed away the evidence of his lust for his Transfigurations Mistress.

He was looking forward to his meeting with Granger, although slightly nervous at seeing the object of his desire. He decided to have a shower so he was looking his best, smelling of sandalwood and his hair shiny rather than greasy. Potion fumes were a bastard on hair. Although he had not intended to pleasure himself while in the shower, he had already done so earlier that morning and the night before, but thoughts of Hermione drove him to it. He knew what he felt for her was more than just lust, but the sexual attraction he felt towards her was simply…out of this world.

Gathering his thoughts and steeling himself into Evil Snape mode, he set off to meet his beloved Hermione.


She walked towards him with a prepared look of defiance and distaste. He wanted to fuck her into oblivion right then and there.

Saucy little minx. Oh I'd pound you into submission anyday. He thought with an inward smirk.

Hermione was quite pleased with the slight bulge evident in his trousers as she walked towards him, hips a-swinging. She had taken great care of her appearance in preparation for the meeting.

"Good evening Headmaster, I believe you wished to see me?" She smiled sweetly.

"Good evening Professor Granger, you are well I hope?" He said in his most polite tone.

"Indeed Sir, and you?"

"Quite well, thank you. Now, I wanted to inform you of a programme I have initiated amongst the more…remedial of our students. I have created an extra curricular study club for these students."

"Oh Headmaster, what a good idea!" Hermione beamed in surprise.

Oh just wait my dear…just wait! He thought in childish glee.

"Yes and I have decided that you will deal with it." He smirked widely as the look on her face went from shocked to irritated to damn right angry!

"I can't. I am far too busy…you know what my schedule is like right now, I refuse!" She stuck out her chin in defiance.

"Oh but here's the beautiful thing Miss Granger… you will be teaching these students and you will do it well. It's in your contract...you are deemed to do as I see fit, check the fine print if you do not believe me. So you are…for use of a better word…fucked…if you refuse."

She opened her mouth and closed it again several times as she struggled to form a reply.

"But….but…" She tried.

"But nothing Professor! This will perhaps show you that berating the Headmaster for his disciplinary measures in front of two students is utterly unacceptable and unprofessional. Do not mess with fire and expect to escape unscathed. Now, your class awaits through that glorious door right there…" He pointed behind her, the smirk staying planted on his face.

Gods she's gorgeous when she's speechless and blushing…

"You…you fucking…bastard! Do you live to torment me? You know, I have always wondered why people bang their heads against brick walls... then I met you! You're the most infuriating man I have ever had the misfortune of meeting! Look at you, the big bad Slytherin Headmaster, abusing your power because a little woman put you back into your place, because she called you up on the unfair, bias attitude you've sported within these walls for years? Grow a fucking pair Snape and act your shitting age! I will teach this class and I will teach it well…but only because I am contractually obilged to do so! If you think for one fucking second that I am doing it to do you a favour…you can go…go….go fuck yourself!" She raged as she stomped towards the door.

"I'd much rather you fucked me….Hermione." He teased just loud enough for her to hear.

Hermione looked at him him in shock before she retored sarcastically, "Oh Severus…I need you...I want you...To get the fuck out of my face!"

He chuckled quietly before he swept down the corridor, robes billowing in the non-existent wind.

Oh she was something else! She was so angry, so rude…and at that moment he knew for sure, he was madly in love with the know it all chit. He'd never wanted another person as much as he did her.

She will be mine. I can just feel it! He smiled a genuine smile as he walked to his quarters.

Hermione was breathing rapidly, trying her best to ignore the throbbing in between her legs.

"How can that man make me feel like this by merely suggesting us having sex?" She whispered to herself before a large smile overtook her feature.

There was no doubt about it, Severus had openly admitted his feelings; he wanted her.


She walked into the classroom with a slight bout of nervousness as she surveyed the 8 children talking animatedly on their desks while they awaited their arrival.

"Good evening class…" She said briskly.

"Oi…'fessor Granger, Malkin just shoved a rubber up his nose!" a boy called Michael Levings shouted out in between laughing.

"And by rubber…he means a muggle condom!" Miss Fervia, a young Hufflepuff giggled.

Hermione buried her face in her hands, "For the love of fucking Circe…what have you done to me Snape! You will pay for this you Slytherin bastard!"


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