A/N Thanks again for the reviews:)

The silence that once again descended on the room was suffocating. Hermione moistened her suddenly dry lips willing an answer to emerge but finding her voice was proving difficult. The grip on her hair kept tightening becoming very painful; she could feel the tears prickling at her eyes.

"I'm sorry, sir" her voice cracking. What was she doing? What made her want this more than anything she had ever wanted before? Unanswered questions buzzed through her head.

"Did I give you permission to use my name?"

Hermione could hear the anger in his voice and fear gripped at her heart, she was treading on dangerous waters.

"No, sir." She allowed the tears to run free, how did she always manage to anger him, what was she doing wrong?

"Miss Granger, this is getting out of hand."

Hermione would have nodded her agreement but his fingers were still tangled in her hair. The hardest thing to admit she thought was that she didn't want these encounters to end no matter how strange they were.

A loud bang from the classroom startled both Professor and Student.

"Fuck" growled Snape, immediately releasing his hold on her hair.

She could sense his presence swiftly moving toward the front of the storeroom, obviously he had no problem navigating his way in the darkness.

The door opened and light flooded the room. Her Professor had turned his head to look at her, his intimidating stare taking all of her in, she could only imagine the state she looked; sitting on her hunches, covered in dust, her hair tangled and messy from his hand and her face open-mouthed in shock at the erection she could detect even through the Potion Masters heavy robes. She now knew that he was as turned on by their encounter as she had been.

"Detention tonight Miss Granger, 9 o' clock and don't be late," he swirled out of the room, the door slowly closed behind him and once again Hermione Granger was left alone.

Wrapping her arms around herself she could feel the anger and hurt coursing through her veins. How dare he give her detention, she hadn't started any of this mess! She would have accepted a detention or even a week of detention's for stealing those ingredients', not a spanking! 'Even if it had felt amazing' whispered a little voice in the back of her head. She wiped the tears from her face with the end of her sleeve. Yes, she wanted him but now she didn't know how far she was willing to go to get him especially when she didn't even know what was happening between them. Her life was becoming very complicated.

She picked herself up off the floor and the sharp stabbing pain in her ankle returned. The pain doing nothing for her anger she mentally shook herself and decided that she would be damned if she was going to stay in this store room, fuck the consequences for not tidying it up his mess. Feeling her way through the darkness she thought she may have done more damage to her ankle then she originally thought, the sharp pain made it difficult for her to walk. Eventually she reached the door and hesitantly pushed it open. There was nobody left in the classroom.

Slightly started she glanced at the clock; she had been in the room for an hour! She was late for Charms! That bastard! Shuffling her way to her desk, she gathered up her things and was slowly making her way to the door, the pain in her ankle slowing her down she gritted her teeth determined to make it to class and worry about going to the infirmary later. It was at this moment that Severus Snape returned to the classroom, a look of fury on his face.

Stopping when he caught sight of Hermione, the rage melted from his face and turned into an emotion that she had never seen on him before; worry. He approached rapidly and looked down at her with those obsidian eyes.

"Hermione, you are hurt."

She couldn't speak her anger and pain momentarily forgotten and just stared at him, her heart fluttering wildly. Then the feared Potions Master did something so unexpected and out of character Hermione would have sworn she had imagined the entire thing later that evening.

He tenderly picked her up and carried her through the dungeon corridors, where they were going she didn't care because right at this moment with his strong arms wrapped around her were holding her like she was the most precious thing in the whole world.