"I choose, in, professor," she said bravely approaching Snape's desk.
Never breaking his eye contact with the young witch in front of him, Severus responded smoothly, "Well, well, well...I believe that, perhaps, you have made the right choice, Miss Granger."
He stood and crossed the distance between them.
"Sir?" Hermione asked before one slender finger touched itself to her lips, silencing her.
Snape removed his wand from his robes, silencing and locking the door. "I believe it is time for your next test subject."
"Sir, what do you mean?" Hermione enquired already having a pretty good idea where this was leading to.
"Do not play moron to me, Miss Granger, you just chose in and in you shall get," Snape said, smirking. "I hope you don't mind if I take charge of this little experiment. No, of course you don't. Did you, perhaps, just discover that quite possibly you don't know everything?"
Hermione just stared. He was still the professor she had grown to respect, but why were his derisive comments turning her on? Why did she want to do what he said? She slowly made her way over to his desk as he instructed her with his dark silky voice. Placing her palms on his desk and standing still as he instructed, she felt his tapered fingers brush over her robes in a slow, sensuous movement. He then moved her hair back over her shoulders. Drifting his fingers provocatively down the side of her neck, scraping gently on her collarbone before pausing briefly on the hardened peaksof her breasts. She found herself involuntarily leaning into his touch as he wove his web of desire around her.
Speaking in the same silky voice, he began lecturing her. "There is a great deal that can be said about pleasure," he said cupping her breasts in his palms before running his hands down her sides. With a feathery touch he undid the clasps of her robes before letting them pool to floor. "Proper experimentation is vital," he softly stated right next to her ear. Feeling her breath quicken as his fingers worked their magic, Hermione mentally scolded herself for being so turned on by her professor's advances.
As his hand slipped under her uniform skirt and found the juncture of her thighs, he heard her gasp. His smile was calculating as he continued his ministrations, wrapping his sinewy arm around her from behind.
With his free hand he undid the clasps on his robes that covered his growing erection. Releasing himself and wrapping his fingers around it he hissed into her ear, "Lean forward, Miss Granger."
Removing his hand from his aroused flesh he grabbed his wand and silently muttered a lubrication charm. Returning his wand to his robes, he then guided his pulsing tumescence into her. She stiffened in surprise.
"Relax, girl!" he hissed tying to ignore the
sensation created by her muscles tightening around him. As she slowly
relaxed them, he began to thrust.
Dinner in the Great Hall was the
same as usual with a few small exceptions. The first of these being
that Hermione was constantly mumbling, "in or out, choose one"
under her breath. The second was that Neville was blushing furiously
for no reason as he walked by and heard.
The young wizard still felt bad for getting carried away the previous night, but now that Ginny was in a relationship with Harry again, he often had to take care of his needs manually. When Hermione had offered him her arse, he had barely been able to control himself. As much as masturbating provided a quick release, after awhile it was unsatisfactory compared with the real thing. As little Neville twitched under the table in response to the direction of his thoughts, he knew he had to find a way back into Hermione's arse.
A few seats away Ron was also thinking about Hermione's arse. It had been three weeks since their last encounter and he desperately wanted to get laid again. Looking over and seeing her condition, he immediately changed the course of his thoughts. There had been times where he had been convinced that she was slowly going off the deep end, and her mutterings lent themselves to him deciding that this might just be the prelude to the big one. The time where his slightly mental friend got hauled off to St. Mungos for evaluation.
As they finished their dinner, each deep in thought, the most powerful wizard in the school sat discussing the upcoming Sex Ed course with his surly potions professor, who was assigned to teach it that very evening. "Severus are you quite sure it's a Livre Noir?"enquired Dumbledore.
Snape shot the headmaster a pointed look before replying. "I believe that it is, shall we say, Miss Grangers' latest attempt to be an insufferable know-it-all Gryffindor backfiring on her."
Dumbledore's eyes lingered upon those of his potion master momentarily. "I see what you are talking about. I will approve your request for private tuteledge of her on one condition."
"What would that be?"
"Get her to stop in school sexual relations with all of her other test subjects except for young Mr. Malfoy and yourself," Dumbledore said calmly.
"But, that creates the possibility she will become entirely too attached to me. I merely wanted to relieve some tension, I do not wish to be plagued with the aggravation of the know -it..."Snape began before being interrupted by the headmaster.
"That is my final word, Severus. She might not be aware of it, but you understand that there are wizarding STD's she has no knowledge of that can do anything from draining an individual's magic to driving them insane. She is too valuable to Potter to allow that to happen because of adolescent experimentation."
"Must it always come down to your precious, Potter?" Snape asked, unable to keep the edge of venom from his voice.
"I'm afraid that it has to, Severus."
Following dinner the seventh years headed towards the classrooms assigned to the teachers responsible for their sexual education today.
"I can't believe that Dumbledore is having Snape teach us Sex Ed today!"exclaimed Ron.
"That's Professor Snape, Ronald."
Ignoring Hermione's statement the boys continued to discuss Snape's potential level of expertise in sex.
"No one has probably ever stooped to having sex with that greasy bastard,"Harry said.
Shaking her head and once again thinking, 'wizards!' Hermione headed towards the potions classroom, only to find Neville waiting by the door. She groaned to herself and once again thought, 'Why me? Is there someone up there who thinks it's funny to do this to me?' Doing her best to ignore Neville in spite of her promise to make it up to him later, she stalked toward the front of the classroom. Brushing an errant curl out of her face, she pulled out her parchment and quill.
Snape saw the events surrounding her entrance. 'She obviously has no desire to endure the abysmal skills of Longbottom again,' he thought. As the students wandered in and began to settle down, Snape insured that this evenings topic was on the chalkboard.
"STD's, Severus? Shouldn't we try to ease them into that one first?" Molly queried, attempting to be polite when she didn't see why they needed to address that just yet.
"I daresay the young
wizards in this class might, perhaps, be just a trifle concerned if
their bait and tackle mysteriously dropped from their personage,"
Severus responded dryly. Molly's mouth dropped open as she gaped at
his words.
"Now you listen, there is no need to scare the
children-", Molly began before being interrupted by
Severus.
"Although I find it quite touching that you and your dear husband have managed to stay together long enough to produce a veritable horde of children to grace my classroom," Severus said softly, a look of obvious derision on his angular features. "I refuse to hold out hope that these students have even begun to know the meaning of the word monogamy.
"Why, I never tho-"Molly began only to once more be interuppted by Severus. "Please do put your temper on hold, Molly. It is most unbecoming and we wouldn't want you to set a bad example for the students, would we?"Molly's face matched her hair, fire dancing in her angry gaze as she tried to pull herself together so that they could begin the lesson.
"Today we will be discussing various forms of sexually transmitted diseases. There is a vast array, both wizarding and muggle that you should learn the proper way to defend yourself against. I have no great desire to inform you of things which might protect your family lines and God forbid, force me to endure your abysmally dimwitted progeny. However, given that this is a sexual education course and not an orgy, it remains one of the most important items for you to attempt to wrap your minds around."
"It's almost like he wants our dicks to fall off!"Harry whispered to Ron, who, at the mention of STD's covered his own small member as if to protect it from some unseen danger.
This action solicited laughter from a group of Slytherins seated nearby, including one Draco Malfoy. Earlier that day, Draco had found a charm that revealed what was under a person's clothes. All day he had been using it for the entertainment of his friends.
"Look, the Weasel is trying to protect his imaginary friend. I doubt anyone would even notice the difference if it dropped off," he said before finding out why the entire Weasley clan was intimidated by Molly
Pinching his ear and dragging the struggling young man to an upright position, Molly's infamous temper began to rear its' head. "Draco Malfoy, you will apologize to Ronald this very moment young man!"
"Molly, perhaps, if you let Mr. Malfoy go, he would be able to enlighten us as to why he and your son felt the need to interrupt my class."
"But Severus-,"Moly began.
"Mr. Malfoy? It is quite possible, Molly, that he would actually be able to answer me, if you, perhaps, chose to release your hold on his ear," Severus said coldly as Molly loosened her grip and glared at the troublesome young man.
"Well sir, we were simply sitting here, minding our own business when-,"
"That's not true!"said Ron. "He implied that my package didn't even exist!" At this Hermione begun giggling. It begun quite small as she tried to contain it before reducing the young woman to a fit of laughter where tears shone in her eyes as she tried to calm herself down.
Fot the first time, Snape found himself loosing control of the classroom and he did not like it in the least. "Silence!"he snarled, shooting a withering look around the room. Immediately the students stilled. All, but for one Hermione Granger who had taken out a handkerchief to wipe the tears of laughter from her eyes.
"Do you think the mediwizards in white cloaks are going to come drag her off to Saint Mungos this time?" Harry asked Ron, looking at their still giggling friend.
"I think so," Ron whispered back.
"Cease that noise this
instant,"Snape said towering over Hemione , whose laughter finally
subsided as she looked up into the flashing eyes of her
professor.
"That will be 20 points from Gryffindor for
disturbing my class. Oh, and Miss Granger do not expect to leave this
classroom tonight."
