His lips crashed down on mine and I brought my head up to deepen the kiss. He pushed me against the wall, lifting me up and pressing between my legs. Oh sweet baby Jesus, from what I could feel he was big; really big. Hands caught me under my arms and he carried me away, my legs wrapped around his narrow hips. He swept all the papers off his desk before placing me on top. His coal black eyes pierced mine for several seconds before we were kissing again, and his hand clasped mine as I was pinned to the desk. Suddenly, my bra was gone with his shirt and I smirked my approval at his toned chest. Then, he had quickly undone his belt and I gasped my appreciation as he…
Oh pissing hell. What the fuck was that? I thought, as I woke up, breathing heavily and feeling a bit faint. Coal black eyes? Me? Desk? What? I wildly looked about, incase anyone was watching me dream. Then I spied Ginny, who was smirking in the doorway.
"Good dream, Hermione?" She asked, barely holding back her laugh.
"No." I said shortly and began to grab my clothes for a shower.
"Well, it sure looked like you were enjoying yourself." She raised a Snape-like (No, stop thinking about him) eyebrow and continued mischievously, "So, who were you dreaming about then?"
"None of your business." I spat at her, before stomping out, thoroughly pissed off. I could just tell it was going to be a fantastic day. Especially seeing as I had double potions this afternoon. Fuck my bloody life.
After showering, I went down to breakfast, meeting up with Ron and Harry on the way to the Great Hall.
"Alright, Hermione?" Ron asked tentatively. I was obviously looking pretty pissy.
I nodded and sat down at the table, grabbing some toast and nibbling on the corner. Breakfast was pretty quiet that morning, and we finished quickly, about to go to Charms.
"I'll meet you in there, I just need to go to the bathroom." I stalked away from my friends.
After checking my appearance in the smudgy mirrors, I began to make my way up to the classroom, kids giggling at me all the way there. Oh, what the hell now?
Snape passed me and I felt a twinge in my stomach. No, Hermione, no! Stop thinking about him like that… just because that dream was hot, doesn't mean he is… or is he? Mmm, coal black eyes... wait, what?
Snape smirked at me as he swept along, scattering students who dived out of his way.
I entered the classroom. The whole class burst out laughing as I made my way through the desks to where my friends were sat. I shot a glare at them all and sat down next to Harry.
"Um, Hermione…" He began carefully.
"What?" I snapped, getting out my books and slamming them on the desk.
"Well, I think your skirt's tucked into… well…" His face reddened and he glanced down warningly.
I reached behind myself to find my skirt completely tucked into my knickers at the back. Fucking fabulous. This reeked of the Potion Master himself. Well fuck him.
I subtly untucked my skirt and frantically thought about what underwear I was wearing. Hopefully not my mouldy Mr Men ones that I'd had forever or that lacey crimson thong that Ginny had got me as a laugh… I quickly checked. Excellent. Great. Smashing. Hello there, Little Miss fucking Sunshine. Bugger; he'd probably seen them too.
I just knew this day was going to be great. Not.
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After lunch we went down to the dungeons. Snape was sat at the front of the class and he immediately deducted points from Harry for being late.
"My, my Potter. I highly doubt Gryffindor is going to win the House Cup at this rate; minus points isn't it now?" He said silkily, before ordering us to our seats.
"Now, today we will be brewing a Shrinking Solution -"
I made a big show of rolling my eyes. "Fuck this shit! Let's brew us up some glory! Or maybe we could bottle fame! That sounds like an awesome little trick. Plus, you promised in first year…"
I smirked at him; the class were giggling and he looked positively enraged at my interruption.
"Well, Sir, Why not?" I raised my eyebrow at him insolently.
"Oooh yes Sir, I want to put a stopper on death!"
"Or I could get rich! Fame and fortune? Sounds great!"
The whole class began agreeing on what to brew while Snape glared at me with fury in his black eyes.
"SILENCE!" He bellowed and the students were all quiet. "We will be making a Shrinking Solution and that is final."
A few pupils groaned in disappointment and he began to write up the ingredients.
"Rat spleens" He said, scratching it onto the board with his wand.
"Well done for thinking of that, I might have forgotten!" I whispered.
He turned around to give me a death glare.
"Leech juice" he muttered as he wrote it.
"Mmm tasty!" I said, a little louder.
Snape paused and turned around, giving me a piercing look. Oh fucking hell; my insides seemed to jump as I remembered my dream.
"Miss Granger, do you have anything to say?" His voice was like velvet.
I meekly shook my head and got to work. I piped down until I heard Snape berating Neville.
"Longbottom! What on Earth do you think you're doing? You moronic imbecile!" He quickly vanished Neville's mess and turned around to glower at the class.
"Now, Sir!" I scolded, wagging my finger at him with a slight smile. "That was unnecessary! I think you need some time on the naughty step…"
His lips thinned as he surveyed me angrily.
"Miss Granger, I advise you to get out of my class as quickly as your stubby little legs will carry you, before I turn you into a Star-nosed Mole."
He watched me as I scooped up my books and strutted towards the dungeon door, head held high.
"I'm going to win, Snapey, and you know it." I whispered as I went past him, breaking out into a run and skidding through the door just as a jet of bright orange light crashed into the wall over my head.
I ran away cackling.
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A/N: Sorry for the slow update, I've been super busy with Christmas and all. Thanks so much to BellasBeingBad for the knickers idea! *High five* =^.^=
Merry Christmas pretty people!
Odile1001