Chapter 4: The Illegal Chapter

Hermione slowly pushed the door of the dungeons classroom and peeked in. Since it was incredibly hot in the dungeons that particular day she had decided to wear a miniscule mini-skirt that barely covered her buttocks and a tight mid-drift top that barely covered her breasts. She strutted in and sat down in a desk in the front of the classroom.

Professor Snape entered with his greasy, yet (to Hermione) sexy as hell, black hair hanging over his face. He looked up and she noticed his eyes widening at her appearance. She grinned. Everything was going exactly as planned.

The truth was that Hermione had had a very strong crush on Professor Snape ever since her first year at Hogwarts. She hid the fact by pretending to utterly loathe him in every way and the fact that he embarrassed her and treated her like a horribly annoying know-it-all turned her on even more.

The reason she had detention wasn't exactly important so the authors usually make up some excuse about her calling out answers and Snape just yelling "DETENTION!"

"Miss Granger," he said after clearing his throat several times. "Do you really think that outfit appropriate for detention?"

She softened her voice to a sexy whisper. "Do you think it's appropriate for detention…Severus?"

Professor Snape cleared his throat several more times before saying, "Do you think it's appropriate for you to use my first name, Miss Granger?"

"Do you think it's…"

"Okay," Snape interrupted. "That's enough. Now, let's begin your detention."

"Yes," she replied. "Let's…"

She stood up and walked in front of the desk without taking her eyes off of her teacher that was old enough to be her father! She jumped up and crossed her legs seductively. Snape swallowed hard. She grinned at him.

"What do you want me to do, Professor?" she asked silkily. She leaned forward so that her cleavage showed over what little top she had.

She saw Professor Snape's hands shaking vigorously. She had the strong suspicion that he was a virgin because he was Snape…and who would sleep with Snape? Hermione, that's who.

She grinned broadly and got up. Without a word she kissed him lightly on the lips. She pulled away and looked at him. He paused a moment before attacking her mouth again. Hermione was very surprised to find that the Potions Master was a good kisser. She soon found out that the reason for his melancholy, cold disposition was that he had an extreme amount of sexual frustration pent up.

He removed Hermione's tiny shirt and massaged her breasts. She moaned as she unbuttoned his pants. This continued until they were both down to their underwear. Surprisingly they were wearing identical red leather thongs. Hermione grinned at her teacher and reached into her bag. She pulled out a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs. Snape looked worried. She gently took Snape's hand at led him to a chair. She sat him down and handcuffed his hands behind him to the chair.

She straddled him and pushed herself down on his visible erection. She smiled at the groaning noises that were escaping Snape's mouth. He looked up at her and swallowed hard.

"Are you a virgin?" he asked.

"Of course," she replied smiling. "Who would I have slept with?"

Snape nodded and eagerly pushed his hips up.

"Hold on," Hermione said. She got up and walked over to where her clothes were discarded onto the floor. She picked them up and looked at him.

"What are you doing?" he asked confused.

"Punishing you for giving me detention," she said. "Though I am now somewhat slutty, I am still extremely smart. Hence the fact that I just tricked you. Good luck explaining this when someone finds you. Goodbye professor."

She walked out of the dungeons. On the way out she passed Professor Dumbledore. A few seconds later she distinctively heard him yell, "Severus, not again!"

Hermione walked happily down the hall bouncing slightly so that her breasts moved. She was heading toward the Great Hall when she heard someone weeping loudly. She followed the noise and it brought her to an empty classroom. In it she was astonished to find her ex-Defense Against Dark Arts teacher, Professor R. J. Lupin curled up in the far corner crying into his hands.

Hermione walked in and made her way to him. When she reached him he looked up at her and wiped his eyes. "Oh, hello Hermione," he said giving her a forced smile.

"Hi, Professor Lupin," she said smiling back. "Why are you crying…and more importantly why are you here back at Hogwarts?"

"Well, I'm crying because I'm incredibly sensitive and tend to have bouts of crying and sobbing to release my emotions, which is perfectly healthy even though I'm a grown man. I'm back here at Hogwarts because Dumbledore wished to see me. How else am I to fit into the story?"

"Oh, I see," she said. She sat next to him and looked into his eyes. He stared back into hers penetrating her soul with his beautifully sad spirit. She felt her heart flutter and melt.

"I don't know why, Professor," she began, "but I'm strangely attracted to you at this moment."

"Of course you are," Lupin replied. "It's because we're both intelligent and I'm so laid back and calm. Plus my depressed characteristic makes me particularly appealing."

Hermione plunged at him and connected their mouths. She explored his mouth eagerly and climbed on top of him. Almost instantly she felt his erection pushing into her. She rocked her hips making him even harder. The fact that she'd once been this man's student and had seen him as something of an uncle-figure never once entered her mind.

Lupin gave a loud growl followed by an earsplitting howl. This showed that the author did know canon even if it was just the simple fact that Lupin is a werewolf. Hermione continued to rock her hips and grinned at Lupin's reaction. She was shocked when he suddenly stopped her.

"What is it?" she asked sweetly as she pushed his hair out of his eyes.

"Are you a virgin?" he asked.

"Of course," she replied. "Who else would I have slept with?"

Lupin nodded. "Ah, well I must be going then." He pushed Hermione aside and got up. "Besides, it's a full moon in a month and I must be getting ready for that."

"But Professor!" she yelled. "That's not…it's not…" At this she burst into tears.

"Oh, there, there," he said. He reached into his robes and pulled out a piece of Honeyduke's chocolate. "Here, have some chocolate. It'll help."

He walked out of the room and left her sitting there in the dark. She bit into her chocolate and her tears immediately stopped. I wonder what Draco's doing… she thought. She stood up and left the room to find out.

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