A/N: My assumptions are that you are going to like this chapter very much…

Chapter 4

After leaving the dungeons she started to wander around the castle. She felt too horny and distracted to go back to the Gryffindor common room and act as if nothing was wrong with her. She had the hots for her potions professor and it was becoming a great fucking problem.

While she was leaving his storage room and brushing past him, she could swear she felt something sticking out from the lower part of his body. How long had he been staring at her ass like that? She honestly hadn't heard him come in. The biggest problem about it was that it didn't bother her at all if he got a hard on from looking at her bum. It only made her want him more. After making a few more rounds through the deserted castle, she shredded all thoughts of him and she finally walked back to her common room, where Ron and Harry were waiting for her, hoping to copy from her homework presumably.

'Glad to see he didn't kill you Hermione.' Ron laughed about his own joke, she only rolled her eyes and got out her homework so they could copy it. She didn't even try to make them do their own homework anymore, it cost her too much energy. If they wanted to fail while they were doing their auror training then it would be on them. She wouldn't be there to help them after all. Doubting about becoming an auror or a healer troubled her mind greatly. The fact that she didn't want to stop brewing potions helped her in the process of her making the decision.

'Was it awful Hermione?' Harry looked at her curiously.

'No it wasn't. I with was actually quite entertaining. I know you guys think he hasn't changed but I can notice all these little things within him. And don't forget what he did for you and your mother Harry.'

'Yeah yeah I know, he's a fucking hero but does he still have to be so unpleasant?'

'He's not unpleasant, he just doesn't know how to express his feelings after detaining them for such a long time.'

'I know you Hermione, you want to help him, am I right?' Ron was looking at her funny.

'Someone has to. I know I can.' She pulled up her shoulders to support her statement.

'If you must, then please help him, I do think he deserves it. I'm just worried you'll get hurt in the process Hermione. And I don't like to see that happening.' She knew Harry was right.

'I know. I just think that he likes me and that I'll be able to get through to him.'

Harry looked at her in shock. 'He likes you as in he thinks you are a nice person or he likes you, likes you?'

She couldn't help the blush forming on her cheeks. 'Honestly I think the latter.'

Both boys were gaping at her with their mouths wide in shock. 'Ieeew Hermione he is at least eighteen years older than you. And it's professor Snape for god's sake!' Ron was shouting now.

At least Harry could see the fun in this, he was laughing really hard and probably had the whole thing played out in his head. He wasn't helping at all. 'Stop shouting Ron, I can do whatever I like with whomever I like, whenever I like. And besides Ron, you are shagging Lavender, enough said. Harry stop laughing!'

'Won't be for long…' She heard Ron mumble.

'Trouble in paradise?' She looked at him questionably.

'Seeing as we are all spitting out our deepest and darkest secrets, I...I have something to tell you guys and I hope you aren't mad or refusing to talk to me ever again.' Ron really did look very serious, which made her very curious. What could be so bad that he thought they wouldn't speak to him anymore?

'Go on mate.' Harry ushered him to talk.

'You both now that I dated a few witches in the past, right?' Harry and Hermione both nodded.

'You see, I don't think that they… that they were the right fit for me.'

'That's okay Ron, you will find the right girl, you have your whole life ahead of you.' She tried to comfort him.

'No Hermione you don't understand. I will probably never find the right girl because I'm… I'm not into girls.' He hung his head and was obviously afraid to look at them.

It took a second for it too sunk in when Hermione suddenly grasped what he was saying. 'Oh Ron, it's okay. You are okay. Of course we are still talking to you. No matter who you love we will always love you. Right Harry?'

Harry was eating air at the moment and in no state to answer. She pulled her elbow and rammed it hard in his side, this made him gasp for air but at least he looked as if he could talk again. 'Yeah… uhm… mate… yeah… cool… about… it… I… think.' Suddenly he snapped out of it and jumped out of his chair. 'It's not me right?! You are not into me?!'

'Fuck Harry! I knew you were going to say that! But you are a daft fucking idiot! Meaning that because I'm into boys now I'm automatically into every fucking boy. Like every fucking girl is into you right?! Of course I'm not bloody into you!'

Hermione pulled back her hand and hit Harry hard on the side of his ear. She couldn't blame Ron for getting mad, Harry was being a dumbass.

'Ouch Hermione… Oh yeah well, I'm sorry for saying that but man we even showered together and everything, it's just weird I have to get used to it. But you are still my best friend and everything.' Thank god he came around quickly, it also probably helped that she was sending him death glares.

Ron just shrugged his shoulders and mumbled something about talking tomorrow and going off to bed, leaving Harry and Hermione to talk this over.

'Well the world is totally completely utterly fucked up as it is now! On the one hand I have a best friend that is gay and on the other hand I have a best friend that want's to fuck our potions professor! I'm done!' He threw up his hands in the air and left the common room, leaving Hermione to think about what a weird turn this evening had taken.

Eventually she gave up, a little pissed that Ron's news overshadowed her own. Well at least she didn't have to feel guilty anymore about wanting to shag professor Snape. This could have gone worse.


The next day he was glad he at least didn't have Hermione in his class, he wouldn't be able to survive that. But there was still detention of course and he hated himself for looking forward to it.

'What's the matter with you Severus?' Minerva was sitting next to him at the breakfast table and ogling him in weird way. What was she up to?

'Nothing Minerva, eat your food.'

'Then what is that grin on your face Severus?' He actually dropped his spoon. Was he? Grinning? Him? Fuck!

The rest of the day he made sure he didn't even come close to grinning before it was eight o'clock. With Miss Granger he didn't mind grinning. He was already in over his head.

'Hello professor Snape.' He turned around and noticed the shock on her face. 'Oh my professor, look at you!'

After last night he did her a favor by losing his robes. He could at least do that after the sight she had given him, it really had provided for a good jerk-off.

Without his robes he did feel a bit unnatural. All he was left with were some black jeans that fit nicely and a black t-shirt that was hugging his muscles. Although this left his dark mark rather exposed and he would have a proper problem when he would get an erection, it would show immediately.

To his enlightenment she was wearing something similar to the night before. 'Take a seat Miss Granger, you can grade with me again.' She was surprised at this but took a seat rather quickly. Maybe she liked spending time with him better than alone in the storage room. Or maybe she liked grading papers better than cleaning. That would probably be it but it was nice to think that she wanted to spend time with him. Than the fact hit him that she wasn't here out of her free will, she was in fucking detention.

'I told you, you can call me Hermione.' That sweet voice made him feel something. Not quite sure what, but it was something.

'That won't be tolerable Miss Granger. You are still a student.'

'A student you want do in-proper things too?' Very persistent this one.

'What makes you think that?' He could not engage.

'I know you got a boner last night, in the storage room. I felt it when I walked past you, or was that your wand?' He gripped that table and cursed. He was totally fucked and she was just giggling.

'I am not going to answer that Miss Granger. Pick up your quill and started grading those papers, or do you want to go back to cleaning again?' He put the emphasis on her last name. She finally seemed to give in and for another half hour they didn't talk, they just worked. It felt good, he didn't mind the silence when he was with her.


Damn, even calling him out on his boner didn't do the trick. She was getting desperate, the man had an iron will. He wasn't the double spy for nothing, maybe she needed to get physical, she just needed to get a rise out of him.

Okay if this doesn't work then I'll get physical she decided. 'Professor, I'm not wearing any underwear.' She blurted out.

'Fucking hell!' Things went fast after that. He jumped out of his chair and backed up against the stone wall. 'How much preservation do you actually think I have?! There is only so much a man can take Granger. You are driving me absolutely fucking nuts!'

Finally! Right where she wanted him! 'Language professor.' She got up from her chair as well.

She kept looking him in the eye while she slowly made her way up to him. 'Stay where you are.' He growled and it made her thighs clench. She couldn't even describe how wet he was making her. His body all tensed up, showing every muscle tightened in his shirt. And she could easily make out the large bulge in his trousers. It looked very promising.

'Or what?' She teased him. She already made it to the other side of his desk.

'I'm warning you. Stay back Miss Granger, I won't be able to stop myself when you get too close.'

'Call me Hermione.' Another step forward. Only three steps to go and she would be able to touch him.

'No.' He sounded strangled.

'Hermione, say it professor.' Only one step left.

'Hermione.' His voice was hoarse and that was all it took. She latched on to him and pushed him against the wall. His mouth found hers in an instant and she let out a little moan against his lips.

His hands were everywhere. One on her hip and the other one strangled into her hair. Before she knew it she was the one with her back against the wall. He drove himself into her en lifted her bum with one hand. God he was strong as well. She wrapped her legs around him while she was still kissing him with force. She felt his tongue against her lips seeking for entrance which she granted him happily.

'You have no idea for how long I've wanted to do this.' He whispered against her lips. He was bucking his hips into her and she could feel his erected cock against her abdomen.

All she could do was moan into his mouth.

He started to tug at her shirt with one hand while the other was holding her up. His patience was very low and when the shirt didn't give in he just ripped it. She squealed in surprise. He hung back a bit to look at her. 'You are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on.' He started to kiss her neck and trailed a path with his tongue down towards her breasts.

With one hand he clipped her bra open and she sighed when she felt his tongue across her nipple, followed by a moan. 'Professor put me down, I need to do something.' She whispered in his neck.

This startled him she could see. Slowly he let her slide to the floor. He didn't know what was going to hit him she chuckled to herself. Confusion was written all over his face, he probably thought she didn't want him anymore and that he'd gone too far.

'Move your back against the wall, yes just like that.' He directly followed her orders which pleased her and made her even more aroused. It gave her a feeling of power when she was directing orders now instead of him.

She dropped to her knees and instantly started to unbuckle his jeans. She heard him gasp and she gave him a wicked evil smile looking up.

She kissed his hips and trailed with her finger through the black hair trail from his navel all the way to his pants. She let out a surprise 'oh' when she found out that he was commando under his jeans. 'You're not the only one who wasn't wearing any underwear Miss Granger.' She could just hear him smirk.

'I told you to call me Hermione.' Fuelled with a little anger she tugged his jeans down and his erect cock sprang free. The thing was huge. Her eyes went wide in amazement.

'If I knew you were this endowed I wouldn't have waited this long.' She giggled and licked the head with the tip of her tongue.

He drew in breath and tangled his hands in her hair. After licking the head she moved her tongue all the way down his length and up again, before letting it slide into her mouth. 'Fuck.' He moaned.

She took in as much of him as possible before letting it slip out again. She repeated this a few times while she cupped his balls with one hand and started to fondle them. With her other hand she took a grip of his cock and started to pump it while she was still sucking his cock.

She could hear him grunt and growl and even putt in a few moans. After a few minutes she felt him pushing away from her. 'No matter how great this is, you have to stop… I won't be able to last very long…' He managed to say between his gasps and moans.

Regrettably she let go of his smooth member and stood up again. 'Take me to bed professor.' Watching him with her doe eyes she was begging for him to take her.

Before she could say anything else he picked her up and carried her to his chambers. Once inside he threw her on the bed and she liked that he was rough, very rough.

'Now let's see if you really weren't wearing any nickers Hermione.' Slowly he crept up her skirt while tracing his fingers smoothly over her skin. She was withering and whimpering underneath his touch.

'Please professor.' She moaned.

He kissed her mouth again and trailed his tongue over her earlobe whispering in her ear. 'Call me Severus, Hermione.' She gasped when he circled her nipple with his tongue before biting on it, causing pain mixed with pleasure. The result was enchanting. She bucked up her hips for him to tend too.

'Please Severus.' His name on her lips almost made him come in an instant.

Licking her nipples and twisting them with his hands made her incoherent and finally he moved on to her skirt which was still around her middle. 'We can't have that can we?' Apparently he knew some wandless magic because her skirts were nowhere to be found in a second. He looked very smug while doing it, smug and fucking sexy. His black hair was tousled and he was hovering over her like some predator.

His fingers were caressing her thighs and her outer walls but he wasn't really touching her yet. 'Please Severus touch me.' Her breath hitched and he latched his mouth onto her clit, making her cry out his name again. 'Oh yes, go on.' He could listen to her moan all night.

Circling her clit with his tongue she was withering again and he pushed her into the mattress with his flat hand against her stomach. Making it impossible for her to move which made her moan even harder, unable to shy away from his touch.

While still sucking onto her clit he moved a finger into her folds and moved it slowly into her. He could feel her clenching his finger. She was tight, he slid in another finger and started to work her. The moaning enticed and he could feel she was getting close.

'Please… Severus… I'm… Gonna… Ohhh… Come…!' She yelled out his name again and while she was riding out her climax he swiftly put his cock in place of his fingers in one movement. Her eyes shot open in surprise. Gasping for air she was clenching him hard. A strike of pain crossed her face and she shut her eyes again. Oh no! She couldn't have been… Fuck! He was an ass for assuming…

'Hermione? Are you ok?' He had stopped moving and reluctantly she opened her eyes, staring right into his. 'You weren't a… was this your first…?' She couldn't have been, not within the way she had been acting.

'I'm messing with you!' She laughed out loud and he wanted to murder her. The little minx!

'You are going to regret this!' He growled and pulled out of her with the tip of his cock still inside her and pushed back in, in an instant and with force. She stopped laughing and yelled out for him. He harshly pounded into her, putting strength after every stroke. She was meeting his trust and clutching onto his arms and back, digging her nails in, probably drawing blood. He put his mouth on her neck sucking and licking her sensitive spot near her earlobe.

'Yes Hermione, you are so fucking tight!' His voice was ragged and hoarse. He kissed her again and she moaning in his mouth was probably the sexiest thing ever. 'Come for me Hermione.' He felt her clenching him and with each stroke he was getting closer.

She closed her eyes again and called out his name. 'That's right come for me, take my cock inside you.' While she was in the middle of her second orgasm he couldn't hold it any longer and spilled his seeds inside her while moaning one single word. 'Mine!'


Well… that was... explosive. This doesn't mean they'll be a happy couple now though… stay tuned for the next chapter and please let me know whatever you liked or disliked about it.