Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in my fanfic. They are all J.K.'s work!

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Author's note: Hey, sorry the chapters are a bit short but still I hope you like them. I'll be writing more and try to update even faster if I can.

PLEASE R&R ! Thanks and enjoy reading.

This chapter is Rated R for minor sexual content.

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Chapter 3: Detention

The next day passed without notice and, now, Hermione was patrolling the corridors in a quick pace. She was completing her prefect responsibilities but her heart wasn't into it. The time was drawing nearer and nearer to when she will have to appear at Snape's office door. Anxiously, she checked her watch. It was already eight forty!

'Ou, yes Snape, here I come!' she thought excitedly and prayed her plan will succeed.

She headed towards the dungeons. After all her observations she knew exactly where the office of the man she wanted was. She passed through some secret passages which Harry had instructed her on to arrive faster at her destination. Yet, for a moment she hesitated. What would her best friend say if he found out what was on her mind, what she was about to accomplish? Would he be so disappointed he won't want to even know her anymore? But Hermione pushed this thought out of her mind. He didn't need to know and she won't let there be a possibility of him understanding what was occurring. She still had three minutes and now she was near his door. Taking a deep breath, she knocked and waited.

'Enter,' replied a cold voice from within the room she was facing.

Professor Snape watched her enter. The girl he always thought about appeared so relaxed, not even disgusted she would have to spend hours with him in the same chamber. He observed her quietly. She had a perfect silhouette. She was slim but had amazing curves. Her hips were so seductive especially when she walked gracefully and they moved from side to side. Her back arched giving her a peaceful appearance of innocence and at the same time, a fierce pride. Her breasts were firm and round and her face was the most beautiful image he had ever perceived.

He waited until she said, 'Good evening, sir. What shall I do?' He regretted for a moment having to make her do such hard work.

Hermione too was observing every movement he made and every glimpse he shot her.

'You shall have to erase all the students' handwriting in those books you see here.' He pointed at a large pile of textbooks that lay in a corner. 'Without using any magic,' he added.

'Yes, sir,' she answered and started work immediately.

Hours passed slowly as Hermione was working, however, sometimes, she saw him watching her out of the corners of his eyes or even eyeing her longs legs she had exposed for that precise reason. Other times, she would just cease and look at him dreamily until his voice would bring her back down to earth. Meanwhile, Severus couldn't help feeling shivers cross his spine and he craved to advance on her.

Finally, around 2 o'clock in the morning, Snape stated, 'It's enough, Miss Granger, you may go.'

Hermione's heart began beating quickly. Now was her time. She got up stretched and walked stealthily towards him. He kept his head down as if he was absorbed by reading this spellbook and she seized the opportunity.

'I have a question for you, Professor,' she whispered in his ear and he felt shivers when he sensed her so close.

'On?' he asked her, standing up.

'Oh, you see,' she said in the same voice, touching his leg with one of her fingers and tracing circles, 'I wanted to ask you something on the essay I have to give in. How many times do I have to stir clockwise in the cauldron?'

He breathed hard and replied in a weak voice 'four'.

'Really?' she questioned, 'four?' and then, still tracing circles she brought her hand and touched the highest part in his inner thigh. He gasped and closed his eyes as Hermione approached him even more. She could obviously notice he was turned on by her. She rubbed herself on him, keeping her hand over his groin. As the seconds passed, she stuck herself on him even more if that were possible and she felt him hard on her stomach.

'Stop,' Severus pleaded.

She ran the fingers of her other hand through his silky hair and then slid her hand under his robes and his shirt. She felt his muscly chest she had fantasized about for so long. As she continued rubbing him, she heard him groan from pleasure and desire. She recognized that he felt good but she will let him beg and chase her.

'I know you like it, Severus,' she said playfully.

Suddenly, she slithered out of his office leaving him asking for more.

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There you go. It was pretty short but I'll try writing more next time. I didn't want to rush into the serious things between Severus and Hermione, yet, just yet! I'll give them some time to realize it's not only some crush……!

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