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A/N: I'm just so stuck onto this story now, I'm practically living and breathing it! Damn it. I don't even have time for anything else right now. What is to become of me? I'm seriously failing maths!

"Ginny Weasley! Are you serious?!" The three best friends were seated under the tree, facing the lake. Ginny nodded as she

tugged at her hair. Mary-Ann slapped her hand to her mouth and looked at Luna, who was wearing a calm expression on her

face.

"I don't see what the big deal is. I just wanna get back at that git for talking about my brothers and Harry that way." Ginny

confessed. "I don't wanna do him in. I just wanna do something Fred or George would have done, if they knew."

Luna sat with a thoughtful expression. "We're girls, right? We have to do something which only girls are capable of." She

said, and a small smile escaped. "I think I might just have the idea."

"Professor? I'm here for my detention." Ginny said as she entered the dungeon. She had twisted her hair up in a bun up on

her head, with several soft tendrils falling here and there. Ultimately, giving her a soft image, and made her look very delicate.

Snape looked up and his breath caught. She looked very beautiful under the glow of the candle light. Ginny smiled inwardly

at the effect she had caused and made her way towards the flasks. With a wave of her wand and the incantation, "Scurgify."

The flasks were immediately spotless and were set out gleaming on the bench.

Snape looked up, with a deep frown. "Didn't I specifically remind you not to use magic?" He started to reprimand her.

Ginny, looking innocent, made her way towards him. "Professor." She started in a soft voice. He stopped immediately. "I just

wanted to take the chance to apologize to you for what I said to you the other day. I was harsh with my words and I'm sorry

for that." She knelt before him, and lifted her head. She continued. "I had to say this to you before I lost my nerve." She

smiled gently. Snape was taken aback. In all his years teaching at Hogwarts, not a single student had addressed him as Ginny

Weasley just did.

She put a single hand on his knee. The nerve! He was trembling slightly under his robes, and Ginny noticed. "Professor? Are

you cold?" She asked. He shook his head. She smiled, again, and stood up. She started undoing her robe fasteners. He

wanted to stop her. But, he was too fixed on her actions. She slid her robes from her shoulders to reveal a short dress made

of blue, semi-transparent material, which clung to her figure enticingly. She draped her robes across his legs, softly caressing

him with her touch. She leaned forward and whispered, "Do you feel warmer, professor?" Her breasts were touching his arm

and he closed his eyes. She leaned further inwards. This time, with no hesitation as she rubbed herself against his arms.

His eyes snapped open. "Leave now, while you still can." He said in menacing tone. Ginny, indifferent to his tone of voice,

shrugged. "I warned you." He said again. Ginny smiled.

Desire overcame him. The touch of a woman was not foreign to him, but it has been a long time. He pushed her to the

ground. Ginny's smile was starting to fade. This was not what they had planned! But, she refused to let fear show on her

face.

Snape pushed up her dress, while trying to undress himself. His fingers found their way into her underwear. They ran

themselves across her lips, which were responding to his touch. He put his fingers to his mouth. "Wet…" He murmured as he

slid his tongue across them. Ginny was shivering now. Both her arms were pinned to the ground by him, while her legs had

been forced apart. His fingers went back underneath her, working themselves up to a feverish pitch. She couldn't help

herself, but she started to moan softly. Snape smiled at the effect he was causing. His pants were down now. Ginny looked

into his eyes, before throwing her head back in ecstasy. He started rubbing himself against her. Up and down. Up and down.

She could feel him, and she wanted more. There was a throbbing thirst she was feeling between her legs which she had to

quench. "More..give me more.." She moaned. He finally pushed himself into her. Their hips worked in unison, and he started

to pump furiously. She gasped. His mouth found hers. Her hands went around his back and scratched him. He sucked

forcefully at her tongue. He was pumping harder and faster than before and she wasn't doing anything to stop him. It felt so

good. In fact, she wanted him to go harder. She spread her legs wider and she felt her insides contract around him. His

forehead was wet with sweat as was hers. "Harder!" She gasped. "Damn it! I said harder!" She said more forcefully. They

came together, and both bodily fluids joined as one. They looked at each other in surprise. Ginny in her dishevelled clothes

and Snape half naked, with their rumpled robes around them.

A/N: I know I'm just a psycho. I hope I did the last part justice. I typed everything here in a rush cos I'm gonna go watch a movie now! Hope you guys enjoyed it and R&R. I'm gonna continue with the story whether you guys like it or not! –evil glint-