Hermione/Remus

I will update a Severus/Hermione later

Remus sat up late, marking papers. He shifted uncomfortable in his seat and he could see Hermione's sleeping form from the open door. This is so hard, with something so tempting only a few inches away.

A sleepy voice called out him, "Remus? Can you come to bed; it's four in the morning?"

Remus took off his glasses and placed them on the table. "Dear you know I have to finish this. I will be there in five more minutes."

Hermione sat up and sauntered over to his desk and sat on top of it. Just lovely, I'm never going to get any work done with this kind of distraction. Hermione stretched her arms above her head and tilted her head back. But what a lovely one it is.

Remus stood up and looked down at her, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good. No good. So please take your pleasantly perky bottom and go back to bed. You know-"

Not one to be thrown out so easily, she nipped at his bottom lip and suckled it. Dear sweet holy mother of God, I'm definitely not going to get any work done.

Hermione broke the kiss before it got too hot. "Now I'm going to bed; good night, dear."

Remus sat back down in the chair with a grunt. Now I'm hard with no girlfriend to play with. Sighing, knowing that he wouldn't get any work done until he got rid of the erection; he stroked it making sure he didn't wake Hermione.

He looked to bedroom and saw that she wasn't there he began to look around.

"Remus, how are you going to explain the semen on your report to Dumbledore?"

He groaned. Now I have to start all over again.

"You little wretch," he whispered playfully, "I will get you back."

"Come to bed."

"Alright, but now kissing, or teasing, "Remus said, knowing fully well that wasn't going to stop this know-it-all.

The next afternoon, Hermione sat in Dumbledore's office, filing. She sat at his desk and looked at the slowing opening door. She walked in front of the desk and began to back up as she saw who it was.

"Remus, what are you doing here?" She asked, trying not to sound

"I told you that I would get you back." He walked slowly over to her and she found that she was backed not a corner but a hard desk.

Remus whispered into her ear, "I told you, my dear."

"We can't do it here, Remus."

He gave a short laugh, "Didn't you say that you wanted to do it on Dumbledore's desk?"

"It's 3 in the afternoon, Remus, "He kissed that one spot on her neck,"God, you are insatiable!" Even though she tried to act like it wasn't appealing, it really got her going.

"The entire situation is under control; Albus won't be back for a while. Did you notice that all the paintings are not here?"

She glanced around and nodded "All right."

Things started to heat up until they heard a giggle that sounded strangely like…McGonagall. Oh shit, Dumbledore wasn't supposed to be back for another three hours.

"Shh! Albus, do you want to wake up half the castle?"

"It's three in the afternoon, Minerva, not three in the morning. No one is here."

Hermione pushed Remus off her and jumped behind the desk. Remus looked at her like she had lost it. "GET OVER HERE!" She motioned and he felt incredible moronic but he did it.

They were in the office forever.

And now Hermione and Remus know that even after 150, you can still have a wonderful sex life and multiple orgasms.

But they were pretty sure didn't want to find out like that.

They found several things they didn't want to know.

A. McGonagall wears black thongs

B. Dumbledore wears boxers. Green plaid to be exact.

C. Wizard condoms come in extra extra large

D. That whipped cream is good for foreplay.

E. That Dumbledore would have a hell of a time explaining to the faculty why there was semen on their memos.

AN: I know there is the spell but I thought it helped the story.Hope you like it and review please! Please update it's like Red Bull for a writer. Thanks for your patience.