Birthday Present III

A/N: Oh, and seriously people, if you're gonna leave me reviews saying how people like me piss you off, sod off, will ya?

As Snape stormed out of the Great Hall and to the closest bathroom, he heard steps behind him, furtive, yet undoubtedly recognizable and wanted to be noticed.

"Miss Granger, will you stop..." he muttered as he turned around resignedly when they got to the dungeons, but he was stopped by her lips upon his. He was immediately dazed, but only momentarily so.

He pushed her off. "What was that little show in the Great Hall about? Think that'll get you what you want?"

"Not that you know what I want," she noted, looking down. "But by what I see, I've succeeded so far."

He himself was quite aware of the bulging appendage that was begging for some crucial attention. And soon.

"Just leave me alone." And he turned around, starting to walk away.

"Oh, but I can't, m'darling!"

Snape signed bitterly. "Your nymphetic tendencies are of no concern to me, and I am in no way obligated to act out any of the twisted fantasies that you are bound to have."

"As flattered as I am, it is a concern to me. The bracelet was one of the Weasleys' latest inventions. The wearer and the breaker are bound together by powerful magic – how the Weasleys managed to pull that off, I'll never know, -- until the prescribed action takes place." Hermione smiled sweetly as she saw the smug impression on Snape's face disappear and be replaced by one of fear. Or was it arousal?

"What?!"

"Why, Professor, never though I'd be saying this, but I thought your hearing was in order and I see no reason to repeat myself."

"B-b-b-but..."

She pushed the speech-less Severus down on the cold hard dungeon floor and straddled him. Interestingly enough, he did not struggle, but only looked at her with slightly glazed over eyes.

"B-b-b-but... I don't wanna..."

"Oh really, Snape? How long has it been since you've been touched by someone in a sexual way, voluntarily? A very long time, I bet. And if you really didn't want this, you'd be struggling, and not take it like... well, like you are right now?"

"Well, you just took me by surprise" he muttered, trying to keep his dignity, which was rather hard, as Hermione was slowly undressing both him and her, finally getting frustrated with the numerous buttons and performing an unclothing spell on them both.

"And yet you are still not showing any signs of disagreement" she breathed out as she started nibbling on his neck, slowly moving down to his navel, and then yet lower.

Then Snape blacked out.

Which didn't really stop Hermione from taking advantage of him. In every way she could think of.

Which really wasn't that inventive, for she was a witch with little imagination.

Snape woke up. Or rather he regained consciousness, but kept his eyes closed, for he did not want to give away the fact that was so.

He remembered the events from the previous night (or rather previous hours) quite vividly, but he hoped it was all a dream.

But then he felt a breeze around his tender area, and his eyes opened in horror.

Merlin knows how many hours he was laying there naked. On the dungeon floor. Where every Slytherin could walk by and see him. Every STUDENT, for that matter. The teachers were smart enough to avoid that part of the castle on any occasion.

However, as Snape calmed down enough to look around him, he saw Hermione, also naked, sleeping with her head on his chest.

Who then proceeded to wake up also and stare at him with adoring eyes.

Severus glared at her immensely, and then started looking around for his clothes. Which were nowhere to be seen. However, he did spot his wand, which he immediately recovered and conjured himself some robes.

As he finished putting them on, with Hermione still staring adoringly at him, he heard a clapping sound coming from behind him.

"Master!!" Hermione screamed as she ran up to the person hidden by the shadows who was clapping and holding a video camera (which now magically works), as she started hugging (aka humping) his knees.

As the blond emerged from the dark, Snape realized who it was, and fainted in horror.

Lucius Malfoy snorted (I mean, graciously chuckled and sneered) and noted, "You're quite prone to doing that, aren't you Snape, old buddy old pal?"