Hermione's dream started as normal. There was coaxing and teasing. But then the man stopped and spoke differently from before.
"I know you want this." His voice was silky soft in her ear. "I can feel it. You're burning hot with desire. Let me show you what I can give you." The man bent his head placing small, light kisses along her neck. Hermione shook her head slightly.
"Please stop. This can't happen. It isn't right."
The man groaned in her ear. "But isn't it?" He gently nibbled on her ear lobe. "We both want it." His hand moved from her hip to in-between her legs, gently rubbing through the fabric of her nightclothes. Hermione gasped at the touch.
"Please..." But she couldn't finish her sentence. His lips were against hers hard, in a deep hungry kiss. Hermione whimpered, just like she had in the library. Just like she had when...
Hermione suddenly sat up. She was covered in sweat and her body was craving something she couldn't have. She groaned falling back into the pillows.
"He knows.." Hermione swung herself from her bed. She had to talk to Snape. They had to end this now. It was getting too far. And she wanted it to stop. Pulling on her robe, she left her dorm room. Walking quietly, she exited the Gryffindor tower. The fat lady glared at her. But Hermione was gone before she could say anything. She ran down the corridors to the dungeons. When she came to the corridor that led into Snape's room and office, she sighed. She had no idea that he would even be awake. Let alone in his room. But she had to try. Walking to the door, she opened it. Snape was nowhere to be found.
Instead of going into his office, she turned around and headed for the corridor. Walking down it, she came the room that had been unlocked on her forth night of detention. Opening the door she walked in and like her wand.
"Lumos" The patch of light wasn't much, but it was enough for her to see. And so it began. Hermione started moving things around and making alarms go off. Not enough to alert others, but enough to alert Snape. And soon enough there he was. "Evening Professor"
"Miss. Granger? What in the world are you doing here?"
Hermione smiled. "We need to talk. I know you know that I changed the dream and so did you. We need to quit toying with each other and find the person-" She stopped talking, hearing a jar clank against the floor. Snape had heard it also, for he had already started down the corridor towards his office and room. Entering it, he opened his office door, finding Malfoy. With a growl he lit the torches..
"So Mr. Malfoy, it was you all this time." Draco looked up from the floor and stood. He took a step back. Snape smirked. "You are lucky that I don't expel you for you theft or your messing with peoples minds."
Malfoy spoke in a small voice. "But sir it wasn't me. I caught the person who was in here. I was just trying to pick up the mess. I swear it wasn't me."
Snape shook his head. "You are lying Mr. Malfoy. Fifty points from Slytherin. And two weeks detention for you crimes. Now get back to your dorm. I will be sending a letter to your mother tonight. And the Headmaster will also know of this little game you've been playing. Now go!" Draco literally ran past them. Once he was gone, Snape turned to Hermione.
"I'm not sure if I should give you detention or thank you. But either way it seems we know who is behind this mess. And it looks as though there will be no more dreams after the end of the month." Hermione nodded taking in the sight of him. He was wearing a black robe and his hair was wet, as if he had just taken a shower not long before. Hermione thought about the kiss in the library and the touching in the dreams.
"Professor. Why did you kiss me in the library?"
Snape smirked walking to her. "To teach you a lesson."
Hermione blinked. "And the dream changes?"
Snape backed her up against the wall. "To finish the lesson."
Hermione felt the cold wall behind her. "And what was the lesson you were trying to teach me?"
Snape chuckled a darkness in his eyes, a thirst she hadn't seen before. "To never knee a man unless it's life or death. And to never make comments about something you know nothing about."
Hermione shivered. "I might know more then you think." Hermione shut her mouth instantly at the retort. She was in for it and she knew it all too well. She pressed herself closer to the wall, hoping he wouldn't do anything to her. Yes, she was fearful for once. But not of him, only of what he could make her want. And what he could do to fulfill her desire. He had shown her what they both craved in the library and in the dream. And now he claimed to have done it to teach her a lesson. One which she still hadn't seemed to learn.
Snape watched as Hermione backed closer to the wall in fear. He knew she was fearful of what he could do to her. What he could make her feel. Because he had felt it. In the library when they kissed and in the dungeons when she pressed against him. And though he claimed and told himself that he had kissed her the second time to teach her a lesson, he knew it wasn't true. He had kissed her for all the wrong reason and masked them with all the right ones. And now as he watched her, he couldn't help but want to make all those wrong reasons reality. He wanted her, he desired her, he needed her and they both knew it. He smirked as he stepped to her again, closing what distance was left.
"Do I still need to teach you that lesson?" Hermione's eyes grew wide with shock at his words. Snape bent his head, taking her mouth in a hot kiss. Hermione groaned unable to pull away. Instead she leaned into him, matching his passion and fierceness with her own. Showing him just what she coveted. And he was only too happy to comply. Hermione murmured against his mouth.
"Yes..you do.." She plunged her tongue into his mouth, exploring it. Snape growled against her mouth as their bodies rubbed together. But Snape knew better then this. And he knew what it could lead to in the end. Even with all they both wanted, he couldn't take such a thing form her. Pulling himself away from her, he spoke.
"I suggest you leave. There will be no more lessons. This is over, here and now. No matter what we want or need, it ends here. You know full well what all this could lead to and I doubt either of us is ready for such a thing. Good night, Miss Granger." With that, Snape left the room and a shocked Hermione. He didn't turn back around to meet her as she called after him, instead he kept on walking, needing to put distance between them. When he came to his room, he spoke the password and entered. Ignoring Hermione's calls, he closed the door.
"I know you want this." His voice was silky soft in her ear. "I can feel it. You're burning hot with desire. Let me show you what I can give you." The man bent his head placing small, light kisses along her neck. Hermione shook her head slightly.
"Please stop. This can't happen. It isn't right."
The man groaned in her ear. "But isn't it?" He gently nibbled on her ear lobe. "We both want it." His hand moved from her hip to in-between her legs, gently rubbing through the fabric of her nightclothes. Hermione gasped at the touch.
"Please..." But she couldn't finish her sentence. His lips were against hers hard, in a deep hungry kiss. Hermione whimpered, just like she had in the library. Just like she had when...
Hermione suddenly sat up. She was covered in sweat and her body was craving something she couldn't have. She groaned falling back into the pillows.
"He knows.." Hermione swung herself from her bed. She had to talk to Snape. They had to end this now. It was getting too far. And she wanted it to stop. Pulling on her robe, she left her dorm room. Walking quietly, she exited the Gryffindor tower. The fat lady glared at her. But Hermione was gone before she could say anything. She ran down the corridors to the dungeons. When she came to the corridor that led into Snape's room and office, she sighed. She had no idea that he would even be awake. Let alone in his room. But she had to try. Walking to the door, she opened it. Snape was nowhere to be found.
Instead of going into his office, she turned around and headed for the corridor. Walking down it, she came the room that had been unlocked on her forth night of detention. Opening the door she walked in and like her wand.
"Lumos" The patch of light wasn't much, but it was enough for her to see. And so it began. Hermione started moving things around and making alarms go off. Not enough to alert others, but enough to alert Snape. And soon enough there he was. "Evening Professor"
"Miss. Granger? What in the world are you doing here?"
Hermione smiled. "We need to talk. I know you know that I changed the dream and so did you. We need to quit toying with each other and find the person-" She stopped talking, hearing a jar clank against the floor. Snape had heard it also, for he had already started down the corridor towards his office and room. Entering it, he opened his office door, finding Malfoy. With a growl he lit the torches..
"So Mr. Malfoy, it was you all this time." Draco looked up from the floor and stood. He took a step back. Snape smirked. "You are lucky that I don't expel you for you theft or your messing with peoples minds."
Malfoy spoke in a small voice. "But sir it wasn't me. I caught the person who was in here. I was just trying to pick up the mess. I swear it wasn't me."
Snape shook his head. "You are lying Mr. Malfoy. Fifty points from Slytherin. And two weeks detention for you crimes. Now get back to your dorm. I will be sending a letter to your mother tonight. And the Headmaster will also know of this little game you've been playing. Now go!" Draco literally ran past them. Once he was gone, Snape turned to Hermione.
"I'm not sure if I should give you detention or thank you. But either way it seems we know who is behind this mess. And it looks as though there will be no more dreams after the end of the month." Hermione nodded taking in the sight of him. He was wearing a black robe and his hair was wet, as if he had just taken a shower not long before. Hermione thought about the kiss in the library and the touching in the dreams.
"Professor. Why did you kiss me in the library?"
Snape smirked walking to her. "To teach you a lesson."
Hermione blinked. "And the dream changes?"
Snape backed her up against the wall. "To finish the lesson."
Hermione felt the cold wall behind her. "And what was the lesson you were trying to teach me?"
Snape chuckled a darkness in his eyes, a thirst she hadn't seen before. "To never knee a man unless it's life or death. And to never make comments about something you know nothing about."
Hermione shivered. "I might know more then you think." Hermione shut her mouth instantly at the retort. She was in for it and she knew it all too well. She pressed herself closer to the wall, hoping he wouldn't do anything to her. Yes, she was fearful for once. But not of him, only of what he could make her want. And what he could do to fulfill her desire. He had shown her what they both craved in the library and in the dream. And now he claimed to have done it to teach her a lesson. One which she still hadn't seemed to learn.
Snape watched as Hermione backed closer to the wall in fear. He knew she was fearful of what he could do to her. What he could make her feel. Because he had felt it. In the library when they kissed and in the dungeons when she pressed against him. And though he claimed and told himself that he had kissed her the second time to teach her a lesson, he knew it wasn't true. He had kissed her for all the wrong reason and masked them with all the right ones. And now as he watched her, he couldn't help but want to make all those wrong reasons reality. He wanted her, he desired her, he needed her and they both knew it. He smirked as he stepped to her again, closing what distance was left.
"Do I still need to teach you that lesson?" Hermione's eyes grew wide with shock at his words. Snape bent his head, taking her mouth in a hot kiss. Hermione groaned unable to pull away. Instead she leaned into him, matching his passion and fierceness with her own. Showing him just what she coveted. And he was only too happy to comply. Hermione murmured against his mouth.
"Yes..you do.." She plunged her tongue into his mouth, exploring it. Snape growled against her mouth as their bodies rubbed together. But Snape knew better then this. And he knew what it could lead to in the end. Even with all they both wanted, he couldn't take such a thing form her. Pulling himself away from her, he spoke.
"I suggest you leave. There will be no more lessons. This is over, here and now. No matter what we want or need, it ends here. You know full well what all this could lead to and I doubt either of us is ready for such a thing. Good night, Miss Granger." With that, Snape left the room and a shocked Hermione. He didn't turn back around to meet her as she called after him, instead he kept on walking, needing to put distance between them. When he came to his room, he spoke the password and entered. Ignoring Hermione's calls, he closed the door.
