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Ron and I had argued, again, over Harry, I had insisted that if Harry wasn't going to tell the headmaster his latest dreams then we should. Ron was adamant that it would accomplish nothing but aggravate Harry and he believed Harry was aggravated enough.

Walking into Potions I felt the crushing worry alleviate slightly seeing the austere Potions Master standing at the blackboard, silently watching all the students make their way to their seats.

He gave me a significant look and I wondered if he was ok, he looked extremely on edge.

'Everyone's last essay on the use of Murtlap in potions was atrocious to say the least, you will get out your text books and READ, then you will take the knowledge you have read and formulate an essay based on said knowledge. It is not HARD children…. Miss Granger your essay was just acceptable… You will sort out the ingredients that have arrived in today into jars, I will be in shortly to give you instructions so you do not mess it up'.

Hopping off my stool I trudged over to the store room and hoped the ingredients weren't intestines or dung or something else equally disgusting. Walking down the back of the store room I couldn't find anything resembling ingredients to be sorted. Hearing the door click behind I turned around and obviously had the look of confusion written on my face.

'Miss Granger there is no ingredients I needed an excuse to talk to you as soon as possible'.

I could hear the urgency in his voice and I moved closer to him, I breathed in the smell of him. Potions ingredients, tea and Hogwarts soap.

'I was summoned by the Dark Lord at lunch time'.

I gasped in panic quickly surveying his form with my eyes trying to see if I could find some hidden injury.

'I am fine Miss Granger, no injuries, he was most pleased with the vision of our last encounter, unfortunately he was a little too pleased'.

'Sir?'

'He would like me to assault you two times before Friday, there is a death eater meeting on Friday and I believe he wants to put pressure on Draco. I think he suspects Draco has yet to complete his mission'.

'Two times? Does Voldemort just believe you have unlimited leisure time to spend harassing school girls?.

At that he actually let out a small chuckle and I was pleased to hear such a sound emit from my usually serious and sardonic teacher.

'The Dark Lord evidently is not in a sound frame of mind, that is how we got into this situation in the first place if you will remember'.

'Well, how about now? Surely the Dark Lord would love to see you assault me during class with the knowledge that Harry is only metres away, unsuspecting of the truth?'

I saw his eyes heat up before me, he stepped into my space backing me up against an empty shelf.

'I believe there's merit in that idea Miss Granger'.

He raised my arms above my head and cast an incarcerous on my wrists, the ropes tight but not uncomfortable. I immediately felt my temperature increase with arousal, tied up by the Potions professor in the potions store room? Were all my smutty fantasies destined to come true?

He unbuttoned the front of my blouse, staring into my eyes, the look he was giving me would probably have scared most girls into conniptions. But the dangerous glint of sexual dominance in his eyes were all but sending me into near orgasmic states.

He vanished the cups of my bra, leaving the underwire and straps, My breasts were now looking like they were trussed up in some strange contraption.

I realised this was the first time the professor had seen my breasts, he flicked my left nipple and chucked softly when I inhaled a gasp.

'Do you trust me Miss Granger?'

'Yes of course Professor, I trust you'.

'Know that every pain I will give you now will also hold an undercurrent of pleasure, trust me and you will feel it'.