"Damnit," I muttered.
"Now Granger. Move it!" ordered Snape menacingly.
I got up and followed him into the musty castle that I was usually proud to call home. I walked to the dungeons and into Snape's office. Sitting down in a firm wooden chair, I saw Snape lock the door behind him.
"What the heck?" I thought.
I had been reprimanded by Snape once before in his office, and he hadn't locked the door. In fact, he had left it open for all of Slytherin House to hear. It had been awful.
"So," said my teacher, circling around me like a hawk. "Think you know me so well now do you? Well I'll teach you one lesson you're sure to never forget as long as you live. And love."
Bending down, Snape kissed me hard on the mouth. I was so stunned I couldn't move. What in the name of bloody hell was going on here? Although it wasn't right, I almost enjoyed the kiss; he was good at it.
Until he reached for the wrong places.
One hand was groping my chest; the other sneaking it's way up my skirt. That was enough of that! I stood up abruptly and smacked Snape hard across the face. No one had ever done that to me except for one very special person.
"No, okay? No. Jus- just, no. No," I said as harshly as possible.
Taking out my wand, I pointed it at the door and yelled, "Alohomora!" And with that, the lock flew off the door and right at Snape's nose. I unhinged the door and ran off, fighting back tears and confusion.
For some reason, that little 'meeting' had brought back memories of that special person.
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A/N: DANG! I JUST REALIZED THAT I DID SOMETHING VERY STUPID! I changed the point of view from being first person limited to Hermione's point of view. Please pardon the error! Well now you can tell me which one you like better.
"Now Granger. Move it!" ordered Snape menacingly.
I got up and followed him into the musty castle that I was usually proud to call home. I walked to the dungeons and into Snape's office. Sitting down in a firm wooden chair, I saw Snape lock the door behind him.
"What the heck?" I thought.
I had been reprimanded by Snape once before in his office, and he hadn't locked the door. In fact, he had left it open for all of Slytherin House to hear. It had been awful.
"So," said my teacher, circling around me like a hawk. "Think you know me so well now do you? Well I'll teach you one lesson you're sure to never forget as long as you live. And love."
Bending down, Snape kissed me hard on the mouth. I was so stunned I couldn't move. What in the name of bloody hell was going on here? Although it wasn't right, I almost enjoyed the kiss; he was good at it.
Until he reached for the wrong places.
One hand was groping my chest; the other sneaking it's way up my skirt. That was enough of that! I stood up abruptly and smacked Snape hard across the face. No one had ever done that to me except for one very special person.
"No, okay? No. Jus- just, no. No," I said as harshly as possible.
Taking out my wand, I pointed it at the door and yelled, "Alohomora!" And with that, the lock flew off the door and right at Snape's nose. I unhinged the door and ran off, fighting back tears and confusion.
For some reason, that little 'meeting' had brought back memories of that special person.
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A/N: DANG! I JUST REALIZED THAT I DID SOMETHING VERY STUPID! I changed the point of view from being first person limited to Hermione's point of view. Please pardon the error! Well now you can tell me which one you like better.