Definite 'R' rating for this chapter.

Chapter Three: Detention

"Enter" Severus' voice echoed around the potions room, making Hermione jump outside the old oak door. She pushed it open and stepped inside.

"Professor, I'm here for my detention." Severus didn't look up from the essays he was marking.

"There, on the desk," he pointed towards a piece of parchment, Hermione moved forward to pick it up, "that is a list of what I wish to be completed within the next two hours." He marked an angry red slash across one piece of work and raised his head, "Also, Miss Granger, you will complete the tasks in silence." He sneered at the look of contempt on her face "Do you have a problem, Miss Granger?"

"No, Professor."

"Then get on with it."

"Professor?" Severus looked at her, "Where do you want me to start?" Hermione clutched the parchment in her hand looking like determined not to show her true feelings.

"Well" he replied "I often find that the top of the list is a good place, Miss Granger" He gave her a scathing look "and remember, silence, I wouldn't want another excuse... reason, to remove points from Gryffindor,"

Hermione glared at him and then glared at the offending parchment, all of the jobs on the list would take a whole day, she was sure Snape had written it on purpose so he could get at her over something else. She took off her outer robes and set to work.

As she heard the clock chime, Hermione wiped her brow on her sleeve, it was late, and she was tired. Snape had finished his marking a long time ago and had merely sat there and watched her as she had scrubbed the potions room clean, she looked at her list and realised she was barely half way through, "Professor?" Snape stared at her.

"Yes, Miss Granger?"

"It's very late; I was wondering if I could possibly finish this tomorrow?"

"That would make two detentions, for someone so adverse to the first; you appear awfully keen to have a second."

Hermione tilted her chin defiantly, why did he always do this? the man never made anything simple! He just complicated all aspects of life, she'd put money on it that no woman could stick him out which is why he wasn't married, in fact, she'd bet he'd never had a serious relationship in his life. "Professor, I was just enquiring if you would like me to finish this tonight or if you wished me to come back another time."

"Do you have somewhere better to be Miss Granger?"

Through pure frustration she simply replied "No Professor, do you?"

Severus looked at the young witch who had worked up the courage to answer him back; lean legs came from underneath the grey school skirt, glossy curls fell over one shoulder and dark eyes flashed with annoyance.

He raised his eyebrows and smirked at her "I had no idea that a student was so interested in my personal life." He watched as her pert breasts heaved in indignation, and considered telling her what he would rather be doing tonight. He rose from his desk and walked towards her, as he drew closer she lent against a desk, Severus caught a glimpse of a smooth thigh which only fuelled his imagination. When there were just inches between them he stopped and looked down at her, her soft full lips were slightly apart in surprise at the close contact, her tongue darted out to wet them making Severus almost groan aloud. He spoke with a voice as smooth as silk "Tell me, Miss Granger what would you rather do tonight?"

All of Hermione's senses were screaming aloud making it difficult to get any control of her thoughts, she could feel the warmth of Snape's body, a fact that surprised her, she had always considered her potions master a cold man with a touch to match. Severus raised his hand a tucked a loose curl behind her ear staring intensely into her eyes. "I...I think I'd rather be doing this."

"and what exactly is 'this', Hermione?" when he spoke her name a wave of anticipation came over her, she took in a deep breath and realises that whatever she said would effect what happened next.

"I'd rather be here, with you this close to me, with you..." she stuttered slightly "touching me and...and kissing me." Severus needed no more, he pushed his hard body against hers driving her completely against the desk, he took her face in his hands, put his lips to hers and kissed her, she tasted just like he thought she would, a unique taste that drove him senseless. Her tongue slipped inside his mouth, massaging his own she brought her hands up to his head and ran her fingers through his hair, clutching it into fists the deeper that the kiss became, he responded by wrapping her curls round his fingers, he yanked back her head breaking their kiss.

Breathlessly, he began to speak "Do you want to continue? There will be no going back." Hermione let out a small moan in response, with a groan of his own Severus claimed her lips again. Her hands began to fumble with the catch of his robe, he pushed them away and whipped it off himself, Hermione's hands moved back to his chest and started to undo the buttons of his shirt. Severus ran his own hands over her hips and lifted her up on the desk, he parted her knees and placed himself in between them, stroking the tops and then the inside of her thighs.

"Please, please Severus" she spoke the words against his own lips while pulling off his shirt to reveal a lean, muscular body, she kissed him over his chest and fluttered her fingertips over his stomach down to his trousers and began to pull at his belt buckle creating a sense of urgency. Severus' mouth played over her collarbone sending tingles if pleasure right through her, his mouth then found the deep valley between her breasts, he pulled her shirt and bra aside, his thumbs grazed over her sensitive nipples, making her gasp, he then took a nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it. His hand moved up her leg, pushing her skirt up with it, he reached her most sensitive place and received a flash of perverse pleasure when he felt how wet she was already; he pulled her underwear away and located her clitoris. Hermione threw her head back and closed her eyes in pure pleasure, Severus raised his head and put a hand on her neck forcing her to face him, he kissed her hard on the lips and then pushed two fingers inside her, he saw her eyes widen and felt her breathing quicken. Hermione felt on the edge, she closed her eyes to regain some control "Open them, open you eyes, I want to lose myself in them when you climax.", she opened her eyes still feeling his fingers inside her, he kissed her again, "let it go, Hermione, let it go" she felt waves of pleasure wash over her body, she could see nothing but an intense pair of black eyes. As he felt her muscles spasm against his fingers he heard her cry out his name.

"On first name terms now are we?" came a mocking voice from the doorway.

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