Imaginary Inamorato.

By Kes.

Disclaimer: Potter-verse belongs to JKR. Wow. Bet you didn't see that one coming....*g*

A/N: 1. Done biology exam....yey....hopefully passed, although I doubt it *g*.

2. To Dark Fire - good point, I hadn't thought about that....but just pretend you didn't either! ;-) Slytherin Gal - amen sista! And thanx to everyone (waaaay too many to say thanx personally, but you know I luv you all!).

3. The chappy title "Consequences shomoncequences" (sp?) is from Dogma An Alan Rickman film....it's really good. Go watch it. Now. Well, not now, after you've R/R! (Hinty McHint)

3. On Wednesday, after the exam, I found out that my Nan died. She was ill, with just about everything/anything you can get, so I guess it's sort of a good thing.... I'm writing this to make me feel better (I come from a warped family where 'writing' helps). Knowing her, she'd like it! ;-)

WARNING: Pure smut and sweet/sour lemon. Plot has almost (but not quite) abandoned. Oh, please, don't act all repulsed. You know this is what you've been waiting for! ;-)

~*~

Hermione grinned. She'd woken up in her own bed. Severus must've put me here.... As she remembered the nights events, she was surprised that she didn't blush. Why should I? Everyone's got a right to a sex-life....

She shuddered slightly at the thought of McGonagall or Flitwick - or worse - McGonagall and Flitwick. Just, maybe not with a teacher.

Oh well, I always do like to go a little over the top.

~*~

She walked her way towards charms with Harry and Ron by her side, chatting - once again - about the 'complexities' of Quidditch, oblivious to the 'action-replay' going on in Hermionie's mind....

And a deep red blush formed on her cheeks.

"What's wrong 'Mionie?"

"Hmm...oh, nothing...."

"What do you mean 'nothing'?" Ron chimed in. "You've been acting weird all day, it's like you've read a really good book or something...."


Hermione almost burst out laughing. A book?! Is that all they think that I think about? How little they know about me. Well, the new me....


"Nope. No book. I just yelled at Snape on Neville's behalf yesterday, and I think I got away with it."

Harry and Ron stopped suddenly in the middle of the corridor, causing a few 5th year Ravenclaw's to mutter incoherently.

Their eyes practically popping out of their Quidditch-filled heads, they gawped at her.

"E-excuse me? You didn't...." Harry's face broke into a grin, and Ron soon followed suit.

They both started juvenilely chanting "Her-mi-on-e, Her-mi-on-e!" At the top of their voices. Hermione, however, shrank lower, hiding herself in her characteristically high pile of non-syllabus books....

A low, velvety voice encircled her senses. "Miss Granger. I must admit that I'm newly aware of your rapidly increasing high-status in this school, but this noise is not permitted! Come with me at once to arrange your detention."

~*~

Hermione gulped. He obviously regretted what happened last night. And no wonder! If I was to tell anyone about 'us', he'd be sacked! .... But, I didn't think that I was that bad, especially considering it was my first time.

Oh my god, I've wasted my first time on a man that doesn't love me-

- Hermione felt herself being pushed against a hard surface, upright, and sensed a series of hot, searing kisses from her jaw to the base of her neck, and hitting on her pressure-point behind her ear.

She was gasping for breath as she inhaled his smell that was enticing her to join in, she pushed her hands forcefully into his hair, and started to massage his scalp.

Hermione then attempted to pull him away, and looked in his eyes.

"You like?"

He growled deeply in his throat and placed a passionate kiss on her lips. The multiple sensations writhing through her body forced her hips to automatically rise to meet his.

"No....don't....I don't think I could stop if we started...." He managed to get out in between kisses.

"Who says I wanted you to stop?" She smiled into his kiss.

"We're in the corridor, anyone could see us...."

"Yeah, I know. Isn't it just such a turn-on?" She giggled as she felt him harden by her leg.

He started to nibble her ear, and pull her skirt up roughly, while she fumbled with her tights and his trouser zip. He pushed her against the wall once again, and she entwined her legs around him and gasped at the sudden contact. As he pushed her harder and faster, ramming her into the wall, she heard him muttering a silencing charm.

"You're a confident one aren't you?"

He smiled as he leant into her neck, attempting to muffle his own release as he came inside her, and waited for her to do the same...

~*~

Hermione Granger staggered into her charms lesson ten minutes late, with her hair somewhat ruffled, and a dazed smile on her face. She muttered an apology to Professor Flitwick, something about sorting out a detention....

"Hermione, are you alright?"

"What? Of, yes, well of course I am. Sev-Snape told me to come with him - " She tried not to smile at her little pun. " - and sort out a detention time with him, for being 'rude and arrogant', or something."

~*~

Meanwhile, Severus Snape sat down at his desk, smiling a little. During his free periods, he usually did marking. Well, he'd give Hermione a 10/10 for her 'performance'.

Getting out a piece of parchment from a drawer in his desk, he reached out with a quill, and scratched out 'Number 7: Hallway', and grinned to himself.

Only 9 more....ideas....to go....

~*~

A/N: Wow. So, I finally updated. Yeay me! If you have any ideas for their 'extra-curricular-activities', let me know! (Via reviews. That way, I get more! ;-) I've got the next few chappy's in my head (they really shouldn't be in there, they give me....dreams *g*....), but I want to know if it's going okay.

PS; Read 'For the good of mankind'. I'm advertising, I know, but how else can I do it?! *g*