-=The usual boiler-plate- I don't own Harry Potter etc, etc.=-
Cheap Thrills
Close Encounters
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"In an hour Peeves...got that?" He bounced around the front hall.
Snape was so predicable.
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Following Snape out after dinner, "Professor I'm going to change out of my good robes..." She couldn't finish her sentence. Peeves swooped down cackling, sprawling Hermione full-length onto Snape.
Snape's leg between hers, hands on his chest. Bingo pelvises perfectly aligned, wiggle. She pretended to fume fumbling as she rose off the Potion's Master. Achieving more body contact, her face glowed red with her success. Hurling curses at Peeves, who responded with raspberries. "Peeves!"
Hermione gave chase, leaving the accosted Professor alone.
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"Thanks, Peeves."
AN/ Thank you to everyone who reviewed my chapters, you're very kind. I'm having a lot of fun writing them.
Hermione's gotten herself in too deep, she's going to find it difficult to muck her way out of it.