Chapter Sixteen
Lost In A Dream
The girls were the last to arrive. When they entered Harry and Ron turned to look at them. Harry mouthed "Are you ok?" to Hermione, she gave a small smile and nodded her head as they took their seats. They were barely settled when Snape entered the room. Harry sometimes wondered if Snape was part dementor, every time he entered a room it was like all the happiness in the world ran for cover.
"Today we will be learning about Dreamless Sleep Potion since from the looks of it we will be needing a lot for all of the students that can't seem to handle death. Open you books to page 352 and read it. I then want two pages of parchment on its brewing and use, if you do not finish it is your homework."
Snape took to his heals and retreated to his desk to do paperwork while the class worked. Ginny stared at the book but was unable to concentrate. Vivid images of the weekend flash through her head. How could he do this to me? she wondered. Am I to be his slave forever? What am I going to do, I don't know how much more of this I can take.
Over at another table Hermione was also zoned out but for very different reasons. She could not believe her own thoughts. She was staring at Snape over her book and thinking what a nice body he must have under those robes. Further more she could imagine herself in his room. Striping off his robes and the clothes beneath them. Taking in his hard body and his equally hard manhood. She could almost feel his hands run over her, touching her as no man had before. Kissing her in places no one had seen. Losing herself in the man as he took her over the edge to a place she never before visited. Snape looked up from his paperwork meeting her eyes and she thought for sure she was in trouble. Strangely, a small smile came to him and he looked away as if nothing had happened. Hermione was relived and with out really meaning to went back to her daydream.
Professor Snape knew his potion had worked she wanted him and bad. Now all he had to do was make it happen. He was once again grateful for how easily he had learned to read people's minds with Legilimency. He was also equally grateful for how little most knew about Occlumency so they could block it. Ah yes, Hermione Granger would be his. Her pure soft body in his bed. He would teach her everything she needed to know to please him. He in turn would please her in ways she would never see again. She was to be his, he would pull this small bit of pleasure from his otherwise tedious life of school and serving the Dark Lord. Snape felt a warmth in his soul he had not had before and he realized he was falling for this wild hair muggleborn. Now he just had to get her to fall for him not only in bed but in her heart as well.
The bell rang and jolted them all back to reality. The class quickly packed their things and took off before Snape could ruin their day. A small frown touched Hermione's lips she was not ready to leave but she soon followed the others with the knowledge that after lunch she would be back in the dungeon for her advanced potions class. She could hardly wait.