Day 8
Tired of waiting for Hermione to meet her in the common room, Ginny went up to Hermione's dormitory, "What's taking you so long? I've been downstairs waiting for you!", Ginny gave Hermione elevator eyes, "Winnie's tits, you look hot!"
"Sorry! Yeah, I have been making my self presentable" she winked in response, looking back to the lengthy mirror to fix her hair.
"Presentable? Shaggable more like!"
"Ginny!"
"I can't help thinking this is for a certain someone… I didn't think you had Potions today?"
"Well, I don't".
"Right… so, what's all this for then?" Ginny enquired, referring to her efforts in her appearance.
"I don't have a lesson today, you are right- but I had an idea-".
"Merlin help us, Hermione has an idea. Go on…" Ginny urged her.
"I was thinking I could go to his classroom today when he has a free and pretend I thought I had Potions. That way, I get to see him 'oh so innocently' without anyone else being there. Clever, huh?" Hermione smiled.
"Oh right, I get you. But how do you know when he has a free? And also, if he has a free, why would he be in his classroom? Surely he would be in his private rooms or Hogsmeade or something?" Ginny asked sceptically.
"I know he has a free period first lesson simply through intuition and-"
"Stalker" Ginny whispered under her breath, just loud enough for Hermione to hear.
"I am not a stalker, I just want to win this bet thank you very much! Either way, he always spends his frees in his classroom marking or brewing. I will go to his class straight after breakfast" Hermione explained.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot we were talking about the 'Dungeon Bat' for a moment there".
"Just because I'm going to win…I'm telling you, I've got him, Ginny".
"I am a bit jealous actually. I mean, him wearing those robes just makes me want to see what's underneath".
"Totally know what you mean. Sorry, for my eyes only. Enough blabbing, my stomachs growling, let's go down to breakfast".
"Sure, me too. Ron and Harry are already down there, I said we would meet them".
"Let's go then".
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"Okay, I definitely ate too much" Ginny mumbled dropping her knife and fork on her plate.
"Fat pig" laughed Hermione.
"Hey! I'm not, bitch. What do muggles usually have for breakfast?" Ginny asked.
"Oh, well, they eat porridge a lot too and toast and cereal. Oh, and a cooked breakfast with bacon and all that. It's pretty much the same as what you have".
"Oh, just wondering. Snape just left, you going to go soon?"
"Yeah I've finished so I will go now actually" Hermione replied, getting up from the bench.
"Good luck, sister, you sure are brave. Let me know how it goes at lunch, okay?"
"I know" she laughed, "Will do! Bye!" With that, Hermione walked out of the Great Hall and made her way to Potions, regardless of the fact she had Astronomy first period.
"Where is Hermione going, Ginny?" Harry asked.
"Period pains" Ginny lied, knowing both Harry and Ron would not ask any more questions. They both instantly pretended Harry didn't ask Ginny anything.
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She pushed the heavy door to the dungeons open and made her way in to the class. Snape was already at his desk. The sound she made entering the class caused him to look up from his marking with a confused look on his face.
"Morning, Professor Snape".
"Miss Granger, to what do I owe the immense pleasure?" he asked, very obviously sarcastically. Doing her best to act, Hermione attempted to look puzzled as she sat down in her seat.
"Sir? For our class first period?"
"Class first period?" he asked?
"Yes, sir".
"Do you see any of your classmates?"
"No, sir".
"And why do you think that is?" he inquired, stepping out from behind his desk and making his was to the front row of seats where Hermione was sitting.
"I don't know, sir".
"I think you do know, Miss Granger," he replied, now standing directly in front of her. Hermione simply looked up at him. "I am sure you are fully aware we have no lesson today, after all, you are supposedly intelligent. Correct?"
"Yes, sir".
"So, either you came here with the knowledge that you did not have a lesson, to come here and somehow entertain me, or you are simply dimwitted. Now, tell me, which one is it?" his predatory actions were actually turning Hermione on.
"I knew we didn't have a lesson today, Professor" she replied quite confidently looking directly at him. Snape responded by raising one eye mockingly.
"Is that so, Miss Granger? And, what did you hope of gaining by coming here?" Hermione stood up and walked around the desk to stand next to him.
"To gain this" she said, pressing her lips to his. Snape did not draw back neither return the gesture, he simply accepted her actions.
"Miss Granger, you have surprised me," he said into her mouth,"Skipping class, lying and making advances on me, who would have thought you were such a naughty girl?" By now, he had turned her round so that she was trapped between the desk and his own body.
"Well, Professor, "she whispered whilst pulling on his belt, "if I am that naughty, maybe you should punish me".
He pushed her down on the desk with his body and kissed her neck, murmuring in to her skin, "That would only be fair". She pulled on his neck to bring their faces closer still. His hands rubbed her stomach and breasts under her blouse as his tongue still bit along her skin on her neck. The moans leaving Hermione's mouth gave him an instant erection. Hermione's hands went down his back and to his behind, drawing him in closer to her.
In between pants, Snape whispered, "You shouldn't be here".
Hermione sat up slightly, "Give me five minutes, then you can decide whether you want to carry on or not" she looked up at him.
"Five minutes? I have a feeling you could do a lot in that time…" he smirked, "Okay, five minutes".
Grinning, Hermione replied, "Good choice. Can you sit on your chair, please?"
Looking sceptically at her, Snape walked over to his chair. The chair he sat on in class and looked down on his pupils. Hermione followed close behind him and waited for him to sit down. She stood directly in front of him, and confident through the obvious bulge in his trousers, she slowly untied her tie. The tie was followed button by button of her blouse, which too fell to the floor. Snape was staring intensely at her, his one hand subtly giving his cloth covered erection some pressure. She quickly slid her shoes and socks off her feet, then went to work on ridding herself of her skirt. She had finally stripped down into her underwear, black lace chosen specifically, knowing it would turn him crazy.
She stepped in closer to him, both of their eyes locked onto eachother. Hermione knew what she was going to do, she had it all planned. She loosely straddled her Professor's lap, each of her legs bent around his waist, feeling his hard erection underneath her and she sat on him. Her one arm then came to hang around the back off his neck. Her other hand crept to the behind her back to unclasp her bra. As soon as her bra had fallen to the floor she knew she had Snape instantly hypnotized. He drank in her every move with his eyes, merely watching her. Her own hands came up to caress her breasts, her breathy moans making his eyes cloud over with lust. Just to emphasise her point, Hermione also rotated her hips, grinding down on Snape's erection. These efforts made him groan loudly, his hands resting on the tops of her thighs.
"You are so tempting for your age" he moaned, his head lolling to rest on the back of the chair. Her hand went to undo Snape's top button, "Ah, ah, you haven't succeeded yet".
"It certainly feels like I've succeeded from where I'm sitting" she murmured, her lips coming to rest on his cheek.
"Fine. I've made my decision".
"And…?" she encouraged him.
"You can leave, I will see you in class tomorrow, when we have a lesson".
"Stop trying to kid yourself and take me to your private quarters" she replied defiantly.
"5 points from Gryffindor for your cheek" he muttered, inwardly smirking, knowing it would provoke her.
"I-You ca-" she attempted to defend herself, after all, she was sitting on his rock hard crotch in nothing but her lace knickers.
"Don't make me punish you further, Miss Granger", Hermione smirked at his remark, "In a purely non-sexual way I can assure you, that is unless you fancy spending your Friday night with Filch". She pushed herself off his lap and began rounding up her clothes.
"So, what are you going to do about your little problem?" she asked, holding the bunch of clothes in front of her.
"If by 'little problem' you are referring to my erection, Miss Granger, use your dirty brain. Hurry up and put your clothes on" he replied sarcastically. She hurriedly got dressed while Snape organised, or at least pretended to organise, some parchments on his desk.
Now fully clothed, Hermione stood by her bad at her desk and looked up at him.
"Yes?" he asked, aware of her attentions.
"Is there anything else I can do, sir?" she smiled innocently.
He did his well-known sweep towards Hermione so his face was inches from hers.
"I know you and Miss Weasley think you are very witty, creating silly bets, but let me tell you now, I will win". Unable to contain herself, Hermione burst out laughing. "What on earth is so funny about what I just said?"
Still laughing, she managed, "Sorry, sir. It's just that- It's just hard to take you so seriously when I can see the outline of your cock!" By now, she was nearly in tears.
"Right, OUT!" he barked at her, pulling his flowing cloak in front of him to conceal his body. Contrary to belief, she knew when enough was enough, and so gathered her things and left the dungeons, leaving Snape to rid his 'little problem'. The moment the dungeon door slammed shut with its weight, Snape immediately placed locking charms on the dungeons. He then made his way to his chair and worked open his trousers and began to think of his wildest fantasies, all of which involving Hermione.
