The following evening at roughly twenty minutes to eight Snape sat at his desk eyeing several piles of tests, essays and other assignments. His head was pounding, 'Get a move on- they won't correct themselves.' He thought as he grabbed a test off the top of a pile. 'Oh joy' he thought when he realized the test belonged to Neville Longbottom. Why did he have a feeling it was going to be a long night? Just as he began to grade the test he heard a knock at the door. "Come in."

Outside the door Hermione gulped. She fixed her short denim skirt, her low cut tank top and applied a new layer of lip gloss quickly. Her hair was in two braids, it gave her an innocent look, yet her make up was seductive. Her black push up bra was visible through the low cut tank- all of this was part of her plan.

Snape looked up as he heard Hermione's high heels walking towards him. 'Oh Merlin' he thought as soon as he saw her. It was hard to control himself- she was so beautiful, so stunning… so seductive. A lump in his throat made it next to impossible to breath, he swallowed slowly and looked at his clock. "Miss Granger, you are almost twenty minutes early. What is the occasion?"

"Nothing Professor" replied Hermione in a sweet voice. "I didn't realize that it was this early. I am so sorry." Hermione smiled. She was well aware of the time, but again, it was all part of her plan.

"Take a seat."

Hermione did as she was told as she sat in the black chair across from Snape's. Her heart was racing as she looked across the desk and at Snape's handsome face. Handsome wasn't even the word to describe it- he was sexy. Hermione adjusted her low cut shirt, in the process she revealed a great portion of her breasts.

Without missing a beat, Snape noticed. "Is there a reason you are dressed up Miss Granger?"

"When you look good, you feel good." Hermione smiled. What did he want her to say? Did he want her to admit that she was trying to turn him on? Did he want to hear her plan to seduce him? Did he want her to tell him that she was incredibly turned on by him? Was he longing to hear that she 'forgot' to wear underwear for detention?

'Oh Merlin she must feel great…' Snape thought as he continued to look at Hermione's amazing body. However, he caught himself fantasizing again and returned to his strict self, "Well then, you should begin organizing those shelves over there. And be careful not to break anything."

Hermione nodded with an unimpressed smirk and rolled her eyes as soon as she turned away. 'What do I have to do to get him to notice?' Hermione feared her task would be harder than she had anticipated.

Snape watched happily as Hermione walked towards the shelves. He loved how her hips swayed from side to side and how perfect her ass was. 'Severus, get a hold of yourself. She is your student!' After another look he returned to Longbottom's test. After what seemed like only seconds he looked up again and was surprised to see his student leaning on the desk playfully.

"Is that all Professor Snape?" Hermione asked.

"You're finished already?" Snape sounded astonished.

Hermione nodded. "It is almost nine o'clock." She pointed to the clock on Snape's desk with a wink.

Snape could not believe it. He had been in a daze thinking about Hermione. "I suppose I could use your assistance grading these first year assignments."

"But students aren't allowed to grade assignments" protested Hermione. Was this a trap?

"Miss Granger, this is my classroom, I suggest you obey the rules. Which might I add, I make. And I feel you should help grade these assignments."

Hermione nodded sadly. Why was her plan failing? Once again she sat across from Snape and she took an assignment, a quill and a bottle of ink. "This writing is a mess" she muttered. "What in Merlin's name is this boy thinking?"

Snape looked up and smiled discreetly. Not only was she beautiful but she was such a know-it-all, which for some reason, Snape was enjoying.

"How do you deal with this?" Hermione asked with a chuckle.

"A lot of patience" replied Snape.

Hermione thought for a moment. It was hard to imagine Professor Snape having patience. Then again, when it came to Snape, a lot was hard to imagine.

Before either of the two knew it, they were deep in conversation. It had started out very professional, Hermione had the occasional question about grading the assignments. Their conversation then drifted to Hermione's thoughts on Hogwarts and eventually, her thoughts on being a witch and what the muggle world was like. And quickly it became deeper. Snape was admitting his wild teenage years and talking about mistakes he had made. Hermione confessed some secrets about her own life, including her thoughts on guys.

"But you are a virgin, aren't you?" Snape asked. No sooner had the words left his mouth did he regret them. How many times did he have to remind himself, Hermione Granger was his student, not his friend? What would she say? Would she report him for inappropriate comments?

Hermione winked, "Wouldn't you like to know." She was flirting with Professor Snape, she could not believe it. It felt fantastic.

Snape felt his jaw drop. 'Oh Merlin- she is hot.' He was waiting for a slap across the face, not a wink and a flirtatious comment. "As a matter of fact… I would." Snape replied. He held his breath. It was nerve wrecking not knowing how far was too far. Yet it somehow turned him on knowing that what he was doing was forbidden, Snape enjoyed breaking rules like that. Also, knowing that anyone could walk in at anytime turned him on.

"What do you think?" Hermione smiled.

"Well, as your professor, I only think of you as a hard working, motivated, determined, smart, intelligent, young woman. However, as a person, I'm not sure. I mean, you have an amazing body and you have a fantastic personality. You seem very bold and to be honest, you know how to flirt. I am unsure to be honest."

Hermione sighed. "Unfortunately, I am."

'Shit' Snape thought. "That is shocking. I would have assumed Potter or Weasley would have come to their senses and made a move."

"I can't imagine being in bed with either of them."

"Perhaps you are not interested in sexual activities."

"Oh believe me, I am. And before you ask, I am straight."

"That is good to know."

Hermione raised an eyebrow curiously. "What does that mean?"

Fear hit Snape. What was he doing? "Miss Granger, are you aware that I could be fired for this. Not only that, I could be labeled as a criminal for this. Just for talking like this I could loose my job."

Sadly Hermione nodded. "I am aware Sir. But, for what it is worth- I could be expelled. Not to mention, the only way you could get in trouble is if I rat you out. And I am not that type of girl. I know what I am asking for."

"And what exactly are you asking for Miss Granger?"

That was a good question. What was she asking for? "Professor, may I confess something to you?"

Snape nodded.

"And you promise you won't get upset."

"I give you my word. Besides, nothing you say will upset me."

"Professor, I think you are hot and very sexy. And to be honest, I have always wanted you to notice me."

"You think I haven't?"

Hermione nodded.

"Well you are wrong. You haven't caught me looking at your amazing ass or looking down your shirt at your beautiful breasts."

"Really?" Hermione smiled.

Snape nodded.

Hermione and Snape were now sitting beside each other, Hermione was running her foot up and down Snape's leg.

"And there is another thing I have wanted to do for a long time." Hermione said softly.

"What is that?" Snape questioned.

At the same time both Snape and Hermione leaned towards each other and their lips met.

'For a girl who claims she lacks experience, she is an amazing kisser.' Snape thought as he slipped his tongue into Hermione's mouth.

Hermione sucked playfully on Snape's tongue. When she heard him moan, she sucked harder.

Snape pulled away quickly as the sound of foot steps became louder. He pushed Hermione off of him and hurried towards the shelves where he pretended he was searching for a potion.

The door to the classroom opened and Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore walked into the room.

"Miss Granger" gasped McGonagall. "What are you doing here?"

Snape felt his body freeze. Did McGonagall and Dumbledore know what he and Hermione had done?

"Surely you do not have detention" continued Professor McGonagall.

Hermione blushed and nodded. She then explained how she had been wandering the corridors after hours and she received detention- which she deserved.

"Miss Granger's detention was just ending" chimed in Snape as he walked towards Dumbledore and McGonagall greeting the two of them with a nod.

Hermione stood up and said goodnight to the three and she quickly left the classroom. Hermione was all smiles. She was walking on cloud nine. So many thoughts were running through her mind. 'Did that really just happen? Did I just kiss Professor Snape? Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming. Oh my goodness that was amazing. I have never felt like that before. He is so hot. If only that could happen again.' The world felt like it was spinning, but the feeling was amazing.