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It had been in his hand. The note suggesting very lurid acts was in his grasp one moment, and then, gone. It had flown out of reach, under the door and down the corridor. Professor Snape debated whether or not to go after it. To find the culprit and confront them first hand. He assumedthat the person who left it was the same to cast for its return, fretting the out come if they were to be found by the professor. They had every right to be anxious. He had become witness to the degradation of himself, constructed by the mind of a student. And now Severus Snape had a new assignment for himself. He would find this student. And punishment would be swift.
Since there had not been a name written upon the parchment, he would have to go about finding the student through craftier ways. He did have the chance to take note of the writing itself. Bubbled and carefully constructed, clearly someone with a meticulous mind and a well practiced hand in penmanship. He had known these students for seven years. He would notice the writing when it once again passes him. Behaviour would also be key in the identification process. The culprit knew they had left it, and it hadn't taken them long to react. Perhaps they feared the worst, as they should. That Snape had found and read their tantalizing words.
'What if it's her?' The thought crossed his mind for a mere moment; almost too fast for himself to notice. But he did. And he dare not want to continue that thought process. But he did. If the note had come from her, from that infuriating woman. 'GIRL! She is just a girl.' His thoughts of her continued, as they always did. If the note was written by her, what would he do? Any other student and it would be simple. He would make them wish they had died of embarrassment rather than think of him that way again and send them off with a month's worth of detention, doing some menial task that would drive them insane with boredom.
But her.
She would be treated differently. She would be treated exactly the way she wished in her letter to him. If it was her letter to him. Severus tried to recall his favorite part as he swooped to the front of the class, around his desk and sat on the uncomfortable chair.
'The lover you deserve, 'he thought. "And the whore you want." Is this what she really thought of him?
No.
He was getting far too ahead of himself. He couldn't just assume it was her because he wanted it to be. It could have easily been Pansy or one of the other Slytherin girls, harboring a crush on their head of house. The best way to solve this mystery was to observe all the girls of the class. The attention he would pay Hermione would just be extra attentive.
As Severus sat at the desk, he stared at the stacks of pages to be graded. From an outward glance, one would think he was intensely considering the assignment before him as something other than the drivel that it was. However, what he couldn't stop thinking of was Hermione. Since term started almost a month and a half ago, he found himself thinking of her more and more. Severus thought of her lovely breasts as she bent over her cauldron during class. The way they would push forward, teasing him to take a peek further down her blouse. Most days he did, descreetly of course. Severus felt himself becoming harder by the second, the electricity of his thoughts starting take hold of his body. His breathing became shallow and he couldn't help but wonder what she would look like under the same condition as he.
'Stop!' he thought whenever his thoughts of her went far beyond the threshold of decency. Severus closed his eyes, taking deep calming breathes. Slowly, it began to work and he opened his eyes.
"No more," he said. "No more."
A/N: Please review. Reviews drive the story forward, as all who write know. It should also be known that the only reason any of us are enjoying this is because of the greatness that is Severus' Malfoy Maiden. Our relationship has only begun, but my admiration only grows.