Scarlett was gone. Hermione was still in the trophy room, her damp panties in her hand. She didn't know what to do with them. She looked around and saw a big cup-shaped trophy on one of the shelves. She dropped the panties in it.
The door opened suddenly.
« Why are the torches lit in the trophy room? »
It was Snape. The tall, black vulture with a crooked nose rushed inside the room and stopped abruptly when his eyes met Hermione's figure.
He opened his mouth to talk, seemingly in a fury upon seeing a student out of bed, but then his look fell on her obviously unrestrained breasts and the hard nipples showing through her shirt, and nothing came out.
Hermione simply smiled.
« Good evening, Professor. » she tried to say in a confident, seductive voice.
« Miss Granger. What, what are you doing out of bed? «
« I… I was admiring the trophies »
« You know it is forbidden to wander around in the castle during the night! I should remove 50 points from Gryffindor for such disobedience »
« I'm really sorry, Professor, you see, I just couldn't sleep. I was feeling a little… nervous all day long. And when I got alone in my bed, you know, it all just got so intense, I had to take a walk »
Snape looked puzzled. He obviously didn't understand what Hermione meant, and neither did she anyway. But she figured that the words « alone in my bed » and « intense » would bring up some graphic images in the Professor's mind.
« I'm really sorry, I will get back to bed » said Hermione. « Let me just get my stuff ».
She pretended to look for something on the shelves, and then on the floor, seemingly annoyed that she couldn't find it. She bent over a little, her ass facing Snape. She hoped he couldn't actually see her pussy, but she was sure he could see a lot already.
« What is it that you're looking for, Miss Granger? » asked Snape in a breathier and more delicate voice than usual.
« It's a little embarrassing, Professor. It's just… »
Hermione looked up at him, blushing. Then her face lit up, as if struck by a revelation.
« Ah! I know where it is! »
She turned to the big cup-shaped trophy on her right and pulled her panties out of it.
« I found them! »
Snape's face stayed still for what seemed like an eternity. He was mortified, but really flushed and red at the same time, as he watched Hermione put her panties back on.
« I'm really sorry for all this, Professor. You know, academic excellence, success… well, you know me, they make me… trophies, they turn me on sometimes… »
Snape swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He still had barely moved and Hermione was getting scared. She wondered whether he was turned on or about to explode with rage and expel her.
« Hormones! » she laughed, trying to lighten the mood.
« Miss Granger, do you realize what you are doing is highly inappropriate? »
Hermione's heart banged on her chest. Oh no, she was about to be expelled!
« So inappropriate, in fact, that my body finds it hard not to react to such behavior »
He opened his robes and Hermione could see a bulge through his pants. She gulped. She had gone too far. What time was it? Maybe it was later than 2am and she didn't have to stall Snape anymore?
« Excuse me sir, but… what time is it? »
Snape looked surprised for a second, but ignored the question.
« Now tell me, Miss Granger, do you think that my body's reaction is appropriate to such inappropriate behavior? » he said, distinguishing every syllable in a tantalizingly slow manner as he always did.
« I.. I think… » Hermione stuttered.
« Are you scared, Miss Granger? Don't worry, I will ask only one thing from you»
« Professor, I'm sorry… I didn't mean for it to go this far, I don't know what came over me, I was just… I'm young… »
Pitiful excuse. It would never work.
« Quiet Granger! I said I wanted only one thing, and it is not that bad really. If you ask me, you chose the right Professor for your little slut act, some others might not be so kind.»
Hermione started shaking as Snape got closer to her.
« But I am an easily pleased man, Miss Granger. Remove those panties you just put on. »
Hermione froze.
« Remove them, or I will have to expel you for your behavior »
Hermione dragged her panties down her legs.
« Pick them up ».
She did.
« Now just hand them over, and be on your way. And don't ever try to act like again this if you are just a stupid little girl who can't face the consequences »
Hermione gave the panties to the Professor without looking at him, and rushed outside the room.
As she ran back to the Gryffindor common room, all she could think about was Snape's crooked nose buried in her moist panties.