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Chapter 9

The next three weeks passed her by and she was very busy. She was studying for her transfiguration class and getting tutored every Wednesday and she still knew she wasn't ready. No matter what her professor tried to say. She didn't understand why he was rushing her.

Did he just want her out of his class? She had tried asking him and he had assured her that this wasn't the case. He was just sure she would do fine on the test. Well fine wasn't okay with her. She wanted to get an O or at the very least and E on it.

To top it off Ginny was keeping her busy constantly too. She was finding it harder to find any time for herself. Ginny was still worried over what she was going to do about Harry and the kiss she'd shared with some other boy.

Giiny had talked about the whole thing so much Hermione was ready to tear her hair out. Her answers to Ginny never changed. The girl needed to talk to Harry about it. But this didn't stop Ginny from talking about incessantly.

She hadn't been able to get by to Snape's class more than twice and it was seriously bugging her. She wanted to see him, she wanted to sleep with him since he was an excellent lover, she wanted to sit and read with him like their first night together.

The first time she had gotten over there was the next day. After a very long shower to ease her discomfort from the night before, and after stopping by to she Madame Pomfrey. She had told the medi-witch that she had fallen, landing a bit awkward on a hard stone, basically racking herself like a man might do. Now she was very sore and wondered if there was anything she could take to ease the pain.

Pomfrey had clucked her tongue, saying Hermione needed to be more careful. Asked if she needed that area looked at, and Hermione had quickly said no that she already had. Knowing if she was examined it would show the recent sexual activity, proving that Hermione had lied, and opening a door to questions she couldn't answer. So Madame Pompfrey gave her a small healing potion, giving her too a vial of mild pain potion in case she needed it later.

Feeling much better after the healing potion, she had knocked on his classroom, and hearing him call for her to enter she had done so. He had seemed surprised to see her and it hadn't taken long before they were warding the door to his class and private rooms, putting up silencing spells along the way as he all but carried her to his private chambers while ravishing her lips and neck. She had needed that mild pain potion after she had left again. He was very enthusiastic in bed, and her body wasn't used to him yet so she had been a bit sore again.

She had realize they hadn't used any protection the first night, so she had kept her fingers crossed as she checked her calendar and sighed in relief when she found that it was too soon to worry anything. So before knocking she had placed a contraceptive spell. Which ended up being a good thing since he didn't give her time to do so after she walked inside.

They had spent the day having sex and reading again, flip floping back and forth between the two. It had been a great day for her. They had taken all their meals in his room too. Luckily the elves were keen on keeping all of Hogwarts secrets, so swore not to tell a soul about Hermione being in Snape's room, wearing his robe again.

The only other time had been a over two weeks ago. He had seemed annoyed at her absence until she explained that she had been swamped with studying and Ginny. Then knowing that she hadn't stayed away on purpose he had relaxed about it.

Again he didn't give her much time to do anything before he was attacking her body. Luckily she was able to place the contraceptive spell as he pulled off his own clothes. Glad he hadn't used magic to remove them, since it gave her a few moments to do what she needed to.

Now she was once again, sitting in class thinking about how much she wanted to find time to get by to see him. She always saw him at meals, but it wasn't the same thing. Both ignoring the other as to not arouse suspicion.

The class finally dismissed. She had a bit of free time since she no longer had Herbology. The rest of the students were walking as fast as they could or running to keep from being late, so she thought about going up to the owlery and sending a very long letter to Harry letting him know she was angry at him for not writing to her or Ginny.

She was dodging a first year student that almost collided with her, and after he had run past she started to move on when a had shot out and grabbed her. She bit back a scream as she was pulled into a shadowed niche in the corridor and found herself pressed against the one person she had been wanting to see.

Before she could even catch her breath from her fright, he was pressing his lips against hers. His hands cupping her bottom and pulling her tightly against him, where she felt his arousal thru his robes. Her arms came around his neck and she buried her fingers in his silky black hair.

When he finally released her, she was breathless again, but smiling. "This is a very nice surprise. I always wondered what these tiny spaces were for."

He chuckled. "I doubt they were intended for this purpose, though I'm sure several students over the years have taken advantage of them like this. Why has it been so long since you've come down to see me?"

She smiled. "Same thing as always. Studying and Ginny. I think I might strangle her if she mentions her doubts about Harry one more time. I've been trying to find time to come down to see you. I was hoping to slip away tonight."

She leaned up to kiss him again but paused for a second before puling back and frowning. "Bloody hell, I forgot today is Wednesday. I have a late night tutoring with Professor McLeoud. I might just strangle him too."

Snape frowned at her. "Why would you strangle him?" Agitated that once again he wouldn't get her alone.

She shrugged. "I don't understand him. He keeps trying to tell me I'm ready to test out, but I know I'm not. I asked if he just wanted to get rid of me and he swears that isn't the case. I don't know why he'd keep pushing it, if not to get me out of his class."

Snape's frown grew. He knew why the transfiguration teacher wanted her out of his class. Bloody git is trying to do what I'm doing. Get Hermione to stop being his student to be with her. He saw her frowning at him and shook himself.

"If you're not ready don't let him bully you. Show some of that Gryffindor back bone." He hadn't mean for it to come out in a growl, but he was angry at McLeod.

She stiffened in his arms, making him curse at his harshness with her. "I'm not going to let him bully me, I keep telling him, but he won't drop it. I've been taking any free time I have to study just so I can stop hearing him push me about it."

He sighed. "You could always tell him that you're going to drop his tutoring classes and study on your own if he wont leave it be." She started laughing, which made him stiffen and frown at her.

"Sure, tell my professor that he's being an ass so I don't want any extra lessons. I'm sure that would go over real well. Assuming I don't get detention for being rude. Though the look on his face might be worth it. He really is being an ass so it's not like I'd be lying to him about it." Realizing she wasn't laughing at him, but about the situation he relaxed again.

"You could always request your detention with me. I would be very strict in your punishment." Trying to look fierce but ruining it by smirking and letting his eyes show his desire for her.

She laughed softly again, then pulled him down to kiss him before pulling back. "When is your next class?"

"About an hour, why?" He asked.

She smirked at him. "I have about an hour or two to kill too. I wonder what we could both do to kill an hour." She said, tapping her chin while pretending to think about it.

He looked down the hallway, then pulled her out of their hiding spot and walked quickly down to his dungeon. Glancing around to make sure the coast was still clear. He barley closed the door, when he reached for her, but she backed away.

She motioned to the door, so he put up wards and silencing spells as she quickly whispered her own spells. A contraceptive one and a transfiguration one. The second one was a surprise for him to find.

He turned back to her but again she stepped away from him, making him frown at her. She slowly walked backwards away from him, while unbuttoning her robes. His frown of annoyance was quickly replace by a look of curiosity. Then realizing what she was doing, a small smile graced his lips.

She dropped her robe, and started started to inch her way backwards again. Pausing to place a foot on a chair next to her and slowing taking off her shoe and sock. Bent over to do so, he saw the curve of her jean clad bottom peek out from under her t-shirt.

She dropped the shoe and sock on the floor and walked a bit farther back to repeat her earlier action with her other foot. Bending over just enough to give him a tantalizing view of her bottom again, just a small peek before dropping the items to the ground again.

With a smile she reached and went to unbutton her jeans. Wiggling out of them and letting them drop as she stepped out of them. She continued to walk backwards, her eyes on his which were quickly heating up as they raked over her bare legs. She fiddled with the hem of her shirt which came down over the tops of her thighs, but decided to let it stay for now.

She made her way back until she bumped into his desk. Seeing he was still standing with his back against the door to the class, she smirked and held out a hand, crooking her finger at him to come to her.

He smirked at her and strode towards her, pulling out his wand and with a flick his own clothes were gone. He stopped in front of her wearing only his black silk boxers. When he reached for her, she put out her hand to stop him once again. Before he could react, she slowly reached down, her eyes on his and slowly pulled up her t-shirt.

Revealing what she had hidden underneath, and making him inhale sharply. She pulled off the shirt and tossed it behind her as her eyes met his. They were as black as always, but they were blazing with the passion he had simmering in him. His eyes taking in the green and silver trimmed bra and knickers she was wearing underneath.

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Well, do you like what you see?" She asked, her voice husky with the passion now shooting thru her at seeing his response to her choice of lingerie.

He dragged his eyes away from the green and silver lace and brought them up to hers. "I wasn't aware Gryffindor's even owned anything in Slytherin colors." His hands starting to shake with his need to touch her.

She smirked at him. "We don't, though I might just have to fix that. Its amazing what a good transfiguration spell can do."

He reached out and drew a single finger down her neck, across one breast and around the green lace, passed her belly, to play with the hem of her knickers before going behind her to trace her bottom. His eyes glinted as he met bare skin. His hands reaching out to cup her bottom, finding it completely bare, so he spun her around to get a look at what was holding the material up. Seeing it was nothing more than a thin bit of green material just at the crack of her bottom, he felt all the blood surge to his already swollen member.

He turned her back. "I think you might be right about needing to work on your transfiguration spells, it looks like you're missing some material to your knickers."

She smirked at him again, seeing the bulge in his boxers and knowing he liked what he saw. "Oh no, I did the spell right. That is how they're suppose to be. It's called a thong."

He frowned slightly. "Not that I'm complaining, but what's the point if you're bare anyway?"

She giggled, making his eyes jump to hers and narrow slightly. "I would have asked the same thing until I saw how much you liked them. So I think the point is to help make sure I don't end up wearing them for very long." She slipped her arms around his neck.

He again had thought she was laughing at him. But he figured she had a point. Seeing them just made him want to rip the from her. "Well, then lets make sure I don't miss the point." He slipped his hand down her waist, and grabbing the thin strap behind her with both hands, he gave it a hard tug and snapped it.

She gasped, and he snapped the remaining side straps too. Giving them a toss behind him. With a smirk, he ran his finger over the strap of her bra. "Does this have the same point to it?"

Before she could answer he snapped both straps, as well as the delicate and tiny strap holding the cups together. "There we go. Point taken." He said as she looked in amusement at the small scraps of lace now on the floor at her feet where he dropped the final piece.

His smirk faded as he took in her naked form standing against his desk. He remembered having many fantasies with her involving his desk, and decided he just might have to let them play out now that she was naked here in front of it.

Later on, he groaned from his release as he spilled inside her, was when he heard the first knock at his class door. Both panting so much they almost didn't hear it. He had put up one way silencing spells, that way he could hear if someone knocked but no one could hear a peep from inside. Which was a good thing considering how much Hermione had been moaning and screaming just a few moments before.

He gave a soft curse at the intrusion as his fingers eased their hold on her hips. He hadn't realized it had been anywhere close to an hour yet. She had heard the knock, and was trying to get out from under him. The desk was pressing into her belly too hard since he had all of his weight against her while she was bent over it. He pulled out and stepped away from her, watching as she quickly gathered up the clothes she had dropped with her little strip tease act.

She pulled her jeans on over her bare skin since he had torn her underclothes. Pulling her shirt on that she had grabbed first behind his desk Then yanking if off after realizing it was on inside out. Putting it on right, she sat down at a desk and pulled on her shoes and socks.

She glanced his way to find him fully dressed, leaning against the same desk he had pinned her to almost forty minutes ago. She saw his smirk, and was about to ask how he dressed so fast when she spied his wand.

She glared at him. "You could have put my clothes back on with a flick of your wand too."

He smirked at her. "I know, but it was much more entertaining watching you scramble into them." He held out the torn bra to her, which she stuffed into her pocket.

She started to storm off annoyed at him, but he snagged her hand and pulled her roughly against him. Crushing her lips to his, and making her whimper softly as she melted against him. His tongue dancing with hers briefly before he eased her away.

"Try not to stay away so long next time." He said softly, brushing a curl away from her face.

She smiled at him, her anger at him gone. "I'll try to get away. Now how do I escape without all of my prior classmates seeing me?"

He thought for a moment, then smirked at her. "I have an idea. What are you doing after leaving here?"

She shrugged. "I don't have a class so I'll probably go to the library. Why?"

His smirk grew. "I was wondering which class you would be sitting thru without any knickers on. I guess you'll have time to remedy that before your next class."

She laughed softly. "I guess I will." She leaned into him and kissed him again, it was soft and gentle. She knew this was not how he normally kissed, but she liked that he let her kiss him softly sometimes.

She bent down and pulled on her robes, as he took her hand and led up to the door. He placed a disillusionment spell over her, and put her behind him as he unwarded the door and opened it.

None of the students paid much attention to him, most too afraid to look at him unless they had to. She was able to pretty much do as she pleased while she waited for everyone to file in. She slipped her hands up to his hips making him stiffen just a bit. She leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his back, making him stiffen just a bit more as her nipples hardened against him. She didn't bother wondering anymore how her body could react so easily to him.

It was when she raised up on the tips of her toes to place a kiss at his neck that made him hiss and startle a student that was walking by him. The small girl jumped at the sound, and spun around to look at him. Hermione smirking as she continued to kiss at his neck, her hands still at his hips, using him for balance.

"Sir?" The small girl asked meekly, her eyes round with fear.

He was thinking that he just might turn and hex the woman behind him, only that would alert the students of her presence. He glared at the tiny girl in front of him instead. "I didn't say anything, but if you insist, I can remove points if you don't get moving, now." He all but growled at the girl, as Hermione nipped his neck with her teeth fighting a giggle that wanted to escape.

As soon as the last student was in, he turned just enough so Hermione could slip out the door, he quickly followed, closing his door.

"What do you think you were doing?" He hissed at her, his eyes angry.

She used the counter spell and reappeared, smiling at him. "I was having a spot of fun. You can't blame me, your neck tastes good." She said softly, and seeing his anger leaving him slowly, she went on. "If you feel so badly about it, I can stop by after my tutoring session and let you punish me for it. If you don't mind the late visit." A wicked grin playing about her lips as she kept her voice low.

That stopped his annoyance completely. He raised an eyebrow at the thought. "I think you do indeed need to be punished for your cheekiness. So yes, come by my room after your final session, and I'll have found a suitable punishment by then." A small grin on his lips.

She gave him a wink and started up the steps. He smirked again and went back into his classroom. The students had seen his anger as they walked in, but oddly enough he didn't seem angry anymore. They would almost swear they saw a small smile before he turned back to them and glared.

He rattled off his lecture, every so often his hand slipped into the pocket of his robe and felt the shredded scrap of lace that Hermione had left behind. He had found it while she was wiggling into her clothes and stuffed it into his pocket. It would serve as a reminder for him during the rest of his classes.

The rest of the day he would reach inside the same pocket and find the bit of lace and feel a bit anticipation for tonight. Not that he needed the lace as a reminder. All he had to do was look to his chair and think of her straddling him as she rode him fast and hard. Or glance at his desk and he would remember having Hermione bent over it while he pounded into her soft body from behind or any other position he'd had her in while still taking her repeatedly.

He wondered if he'd ever be able to look at his desk again without thinking of her naked on it. Or if he would be able to hear his own voice echoing around the room without remembering hearing her moans and screams echo just as loudly back at him. Not a bad memory to have on long nights after she left the school. That thought made him freeze. She would be leaving the school eventually. Where would she go? How would he see her after she left?

His students stared up at him as he suddenly seemed frozen in his spot. They quickly glanced at each other, all afraid to ask if he was okay for fear of him docking them points or assigning detentions. A small first year Gryffindor finally spoke up. Her slightly bucked teeth standing out while she asked the professor if he was okay.

He snapped out of his thoughts and glared at the girl whose frizzy hair reminded him of the woman in his thoughts when she about the same age as this girl. Seeing the mild resemblance made him pause in yelling at her. He instead nodded stiffly to her and went about his lecture. Amazing everyone that he didn't hex the poor girl out of her seat.

Hermione wasn't aware of what was going on in the class she had left earlier in the day without her knickers. She had run back to her dorm to replace the underwear that was now in tatters. She glanced down and saw the spell had worn off bringing the pieces back to their normal white lace design. She did noticed that she only had her bra, and wondered briefly where the other piece went. With a shrug she pulled on some fresh underwear after a quick scourgify spell to clean up from their intense shag.

She then ran to the owlery to send her letter to Harry, then was off the library to study. Her transfiguration spell today, boosting her confidence and making her think that maybe she was indeed ready to test out for it.