Short chapter. Obviously the story alternates between Hermiones and Snapes POV.
Dragon dung, powdered scarab beetles… I mentally checked off the ingredients for the enhanced earth I needed to transfer my Herbology project into once the moon waxed to half.
Thoroughly distracted I evidently did not see Professor Snape until he had pounced upon me, like a wraith, trapping me against the dungeon wall.
My heart pounded as I stared into the endless void that was his eyes. I felt my body heat up in response to his body against mine. Oh but how many of my shameful fantasies started this way!
He sneered down at me, as if my mere presence in this world was offensive to him and all I could feel was excitement to be this close. I swallowed down my arousal and hoped he would not see it in my eyes.
I must have said something to him as he was purring his apologies to me and I could not help but shudder at his words. That voice, the star of all my hormonal school girl daydreams!
After an exchange of barbs I realised I had somehow managed to score a detention with the Professor. I was pleased with this outcome, I hoped it would be assisting him with brewing and not some disgusting task like sorting out newt intestines.
Humming to myself as I undressed for bed I thought all in all today was not a bad day.