Ginny checked her watch and yawned. It was six in the morning. She usually didn't wake up this early, but something told her she should. She got out of bed and threw on some appropriate clothes, put her hair up in a ponytail after brushing it and went down to the common room only to be greeted by the reason she was supposed to wake up early. Right at that moment a crying Hermione burst throught the portrait hole, completely oblivious of Ginny.
"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed as quietly as possible as to not wake up anyone else. Hermione looked up to see Ginny standing there with a worried expression on her face. She ran over to her friend and hugged her, crying on a shoulder. "Hermione, what's wrong?" She asked worriedly.
"He - I - last night - no note - all night long - all by myself!" Hermione sobbed.
"Slow downn..." Ginny soothed. "Calm down. Take a deep breath and then tell me everything that happened. Ginny sat Hermione on one of the couches and patted her back. Once Hermione had stopped crying and started breathing normally again, Ginny lifted her head off of her shoulder. "Okay. Now tell me exactly what happened."
Hermione took a deep breath and explained everything. How she had gone down there and how without even giving her her task he had taken her to his bedroom. She explained how they had done it all night long and how she woke up the next morning in complete shock of what she had done. Also, she explained how she had felt completely empty, waking up in his bed alone without a note or anything. By the end of the story Ginny's mouth was hanging wide open in disbelief.
"Oh my goodness, Hermione. You had sex with a teacher!" She exclaimed in an excited whisper. Hermione looked at Ginny with a worried expression on her face.
"I know, Ginny. It still hasn't sunken in with me yet. I'm still completely con-"
"How was he?" Interrupted Ginny. Hermione was taken aback by her question and just looked at her for a second.
"He - well, uh." Hermione started. With a meaningful look from Ginny, Hermione gave in. "Oh, goodness, Ginny. He was amazing!" She said as her expression turned dreamy. "His touch, his smell, his taste. He could do the most simple flick with his hand and he would have me beggin and pleading at his mercy. He's like a sex god." Ginny looked like she was about to giggle, but didn't.
"Hermione, you wouldn't mind if I gave it a go, would you?" She asked teasingly. Hermione laughed and hit her with a pillow.
"Ginny, what am I going to do?" She asked, her expression changing to look like a pleading puppy. "I still can't believe its happened and now I don't know how to act around him. I should've never listened to you...I should've never..." Hermione went on mumbling to herself about what she shouldn't have done. This annoyed Ginny very much, who in return slapped her friend across the face. "Ginny! What was that for?"
"Well, hermione. You deserved it." She looked at her friend with a stern expression. "Listen. What happened, happened. There is no point in dwelling over that. The only thing that's important is that you enjoyed it. So don't let him bother you that much. Pretend like everything is normal. After all, only you can decide whether it'll be awkward or not. So I say, don't make it awkward."
Hermione sighed. "But what if I was just a one-night-stand for him? What if he regrets it? What if he reports me to Dumbledore?" Hermione would've gone on, but Ginny interrupted her.
"First of all, Hermione, he is not going to report you to Dumbledore. Remember that he wanted it just as much as you did, and he would be getting in trouble as well. Second of all, if he does regret it - which I doubt - then you have to remind him why he did it in the first place." Ginny explained. Hermione was listening closely taking in every word of advice. "And if it was just a one-night-stand, then you forget about the git and move on with your life. That simple Hermione. Don't let him get to you. You need to hold the upper hand in this.
After a moment of deep thinking from Hermione, she smiled and looked up at her friend. "Thanks, Ginny. What would I do without you?"
Although having minimal sleep the previous night, Hermione sat down to the breakfast table with a smile on her face. "Hey, guys." she said cheerily, but instead of looking at her friends, her eyes wondered up to the staff table. He's not there... Not knowing whether to act disappointed of relieved at the fact the her previous night's lover wasn't there, she turned her attention back to the boys.
Ron grunted. "It's a monday. How should I feel? Did they really have to give us double potions on a monday? As if the day alone wasn't bad enough..." Harry grunted in agreement and stuffed his face with food almost as eagerly as Ron.
Hermione chocked on her juice. She had totally forgotten. Double potions today! The boys quickly turned their head towards their friend while Ginny patted her back, knowing fully well why her friend was choking. "I'm fine." Hermione croaked out after about a minute of caughing. Her eyes were filled with tears and her throat felt like it had been torn into pieces. "I'll see you boys in potions. I have to go get something for my throat. It burns like crazy." She continued croaking, trying to make her voice sound as normal as possible.
She got up and started running out of the hall and towards the Gryffindor Common Room. After all, it wasn't like she seriously needed help for her throat. She had only choked, not stuck fire down her mouth. She ran up to her dorm and threw herself on her bed. As crazy as it sounded, she needed to mentally prepare herself for the lesson ahead. Right now, all she felt was like she needed to throw up.
Get yourself together, Hermione. She took a deep breath. He's only one person. Just like anyone else. Just a regular person. A person that can do incredible things to a young girl's body... You shut up, okay? You're not helping. Hermione groaned to herself. Now she was even talking to herself. This man was sure driving her insane. No matter how much she was still in shock about last night, Hermione couldn't help but think of the way his hands traveled around her body, giving her pleasure only he could. She bit her lip as the memories of the night before flooded her mind.
Hermione turned around to lie on her back and moaned as she remembered his huge member filling her, pushing her to her limit. Her hand started traveling downwards, and soom Hermione was squirming under her own touch, thinking of her one and only potions master. It didn't take long before she pushed herself over the edge and as she cooled down she felt tears in her eyes once again. She got up from the bed and went to the mirror, straightening up her robes. She grabbed her bag and took off towards the dreaded class, thinking only one thing. I'm pathetic.
Hermione walked into class ten minutes late. She had been debating with herself on whether to go or not, but soon enough the part that wanted to go took over. But as Hermione entered the classroom, she highly regretted her decision of coming. Had she come early it wouldn't have been this bad. But now, not only all the students, but he was staring intently on her. Great. More attention. Exactly what I wanted. Hermione bit her lip nervously and looked over at Snape who had a very amused expression on his face.
"Miss Granger. How nice of you to join us." He said in his dangerously silky voice. "I'm glad you were able to grant us a few minutes of your time to actually show up to class." Hermione was shaking in nervousness as his stare was still directed at her. She wanted to move but found she was rooted to the ground and all her muscles seemed to be protesting against any sort of movement. Hermione knew that she should probably break eye contact with him, because if she didn't he would know in a matter of seconds exactly what she had been doing before she came here. "Do we have to give you a special invitation to take your seat as well, Miss Granger? If you wouldn't mind I would like to continue my lesson." He asked sarcastically and Hermione jumped at the sound of his voice. She quickly walked over to her seat next to Harry and Ron who were looking at her cuiriously. This was going to be one hell of a class.
It sure was. Throughout the whole lesson, Hermione did not pay attention to a single word coming out of Snape's voice. Instead all she could do was stare at the way his body moved as he paced around the front of the class, explaining some potion or another. She would watch his graceful hands as they swept across the board, pointing so some diagram of a sort. She watched the way his eyes would linger on her just a second longer then on anyone else and the way it sent shivers down her spine. By the end of the class, Hermione's underwear was drenched and she thought that she wouldn't be able to stick around his any longer without going mentally insane. That is, if she wasn't already.
Yet Snape seemed to have other plans in mind. "Class Dismissed. Granger, stay behind." Hermione froze on the spot. She nodded a quick goodbye to her friends then slowly turned around on her heels to face him. As the last student left the room, the door shut itself automatically behind them. Snape was sitting at his desk and staring intently at her. "Come closer." He said in a barely audible voice. Hermione looked up from the floor at him and took a few steps forward until she was standing right in front of his desk.
"Sir, I'm sorry for coming late I -" She began nervously.
"You were unsure whether you wanted to come because the thought of seeing me after last night drove you crazy." He interrupted her, his voice silky. He had a smug expression on his face and his lips were curled. Hermione opened her mouth to say something but shut it again as the words failed her.
Snape stood up and walked around his desk and behind her back, putting his hands on her hips after brushing all her hair to one shoulder. He leaned closer to her ear and chuckled. This sent shudders throughout Hermione's body and she leaned her head back against him. "Miss Granger..." Snape cooed. "You don't know how much your infatuation with me stimulates me." Hermione inhaled sharply. "It drives me crazy." He continued. "A young teenage witch with the mind of a woman, lusting over her old potions professor. It's like you give me complete control over you." He twirled her around to face him. His hands started traveling southward. "I could basically do anything I please..." He grabbed her arse and a moan escaped her lips. The next part he whispered in her ear, making her shudder even more. "And you would simply let me."
Hermione moaned again, her eyes closed this time. She was waiting for him to kiss her but it never came. She opened her eyes to find him staring at her with a very pleased expression on his face. "What are you doing to me?" She whispered. He dropped his head to her neck and she sighed as he softly kissed her sensitive flesh.
"Nothing you don't want me to, Miss Granger." He whispered in her ear, letting his tongue graze it. She bit her lip and groaned. She pushed her hips up to meet his and sighed. "Now, tell me exactly what you want, Miss Granger." He told her. It was an order.
"I..." She breathed. "I want you to ravish me. Make me yours. Mark me as yours. I want you to take over me. Possess every single particle of me." She opened her eyes and looked up at him. "I want you to teach me what ecstacy feels like. Once again..." She said.
At this Snape groaned at her and bit her neck. "You naughty little thing." he said. "My class comes in any minute. But don't think I'm finished with you..." He said. Hermione looked up.
Her hands slowly moved down on him, tracing his chest down to his belt buckle. When she saw his confusion she smiled deviously started fumbling with the belt, trying to get it to open. "What are you doing?" He asked her in a confused voice. "I told you my class-"
"Then let them see." She said back as she finally managed to open his belt. Now she was trying to unbutton his pants, and as she managed to do so, she pulled them down. She could already see the outline of his large and erect penis and her heart leapt in excitement while she could feel a pool starting to form in her knickers. Pulling down the pants, she went onto her knees and spun Snape around so now he was leaning against the desk. She could still see the surprise in his eyes when she looked up at him with a whicked smile. "Now it's time for you to feel ecstacy..." She said as she pulled down his boxers as well, exposing his now throbbing member. She smiled at it and licked her lips in anticipation.
Slightly opening her mouth, Hermione kissed the tip of it, hearing him growl. She stuck out her tongue and let it swirl around the tip and without warning she swallowed him whole. He groaned and shifted on the desk. Encouraged by this, Hermione lightly sucked as one of her hands went up to massage his balls. She starting twirling her tongue all around the bottom of his penis as she backed up only to swallow him again. She could feel it hit the back of her throat but didn't care as she continued sucked and licking with all her force as she massaged his balls. Snape's hands soon came down and entwined themselves in her hair as he groaned more and more, pushing her face into his pubes. Hermione moaned at his commanding actions, which seemed to drive him go even more crazy as it sent vibrations all the way up his member. Hermione smiled as she slowly felt his balls start to tighten. She knew he was very close and she could already hear footsteps outside of the classroom. With one final slurp and hand massage she felt him tighten completely and force her head forward as he growled and came inside her mouth. She happily swallowed all of it and slowly let his penis slide out of her mouth.
Hermione stood up and smiled at him deviously, completely satisfied with herself. He quickly recovered and zipped his pants up and stood up straight, giving her a very intense look. She licked her lips, implying that she had enjoyed his taste. This drove him wild, making him grab her by her robes and kissing her. As he let go of her, Hermione staggered a little from the intensity of the kiss and looked up at him with a dazed expression. He quickly leaned into her and whispered, "Meet me here after dinner. I do believe I owe you something." just as the first student entered. Hermione bit her lip and nodded, leaving the classroom quickly, knowing she would be very late to charms.
"Where were you?" She heard Harry whisper to her just as she sat down. Professor Flitwick had given her a long lecture about being late and had told her to go sit down and write lines for the rest of the hour.
"Snape wanted to talk to me." She whispered back, trying to hide the blush that was kreeping up her cheeks.
"What? Why?" Ron asked from her other side.
"He wanted to talk to me about..." Hermione hesitated for a moment, trying to find a good excuse. "Having another week of detention."
"What?! Didn't you just get off? Why would the bastard do that?" Harry protested.
"I don't know. He said something about being too much of a know-it-all." Hermione cursed herself silently for not coming up with something better. She was avoiding eyecontact with the two, because she really was the worst lier in the world. She would be shocked if the two actually bought her story.
"That slimy git." Ron cursed. "Thinking he can give someone detention just for that. I hate his arse."
"Yeah, I know. He's just mad that he has a student that knows as much about potions as he does. I'm sorry Hermione." Harry added with a bitter tone.
"It's okay guys." She replied, maybe just a tad bit too cheerfully. "It really is." Hermione smiled to herself as the two turned around. If they only knew.
Hermione couldn't keep her eyes away from the staff table all during dinner. She would always find herself staring up at Snape, not being able to keep her eyes off him. She knew it probably wasn't a good idea, since if anyone noticed, it would be bad. Very bad. But she really couldn't help it. It was like something about him called out to her. He was like a magnet. Every once in a while he would catch her looking at her and send her a small smirk, which resulted in sending shivers down her spine. Luckily, Ginny seemed to be the only one who caught on to what was going on and would send Hermione knowing grins every once in a while.
By the time dinner was finally over with, Hermione was shaking in anticipation. She really looked impatient as she was tapping her leg continuously. As she finally saw Snape get up from the staff table and make his way out, she sighed in relief. She could finally go be with him. As he was walking out, he passed her table and Hermione could feel his hand brush her side just slightly. She gave an involuntary shiver and bit her lip, turning back to the table. She waited just a few moments more, making sure it wouldn't be too obvious before standing up.
"Excuse me, you guys. I have to go to the library. I want to get some homework done with." She said. She rolled her eyes at Ginny who was grinning at her and quickly walked out of the Hall. She nearly ran to the dungeons, speed walking as fast as she could. She stopped right in front of his class room and smoothed down her hair and straightened her robes, her heart pounding in excitement. She straightened up and finally knocked softly on the door and peaked her head through it.
"Miss Granger." She heard him before the door swung ajar, ready for her to come in. Hermione took a few hesitant steps in, looking for him. When she finally spotted him standing in front of his desk, obviously waiting for her, she quickly walked over to him and kissed him deeply. "Impatient, are we?" He breathed in her ear, as she started grabbing at his robes, trying to get them off. She heard him chuckle slightly before picking her up by the waist and turning her around to sit on the desk. He kissed her deeply before throwing off his robes, proceeding to take hers off. One by one, clothing flew everywhere as their kissing got deeper and more intense. Hermione spread her legs slightly as he stepped forward to stand between them. Her hands flung off his shirt somewhere across the room as he ripped off her blouse. He started kissing down a trail down her neck, making her moan loudly. She started fumbling with his belt buckle, getting more and more impatient by the second. "Shh...slowly, love." He said. Hermione let out a frustrated sigh and he chuckled again. He unclasped her bra and went to take one of her nipples into his mouth. Hermione sighed as she could feel herself heating up more and more by the moment.
Finally Hermione managed to undo his slacks and pulled them down right along with his boxers. She groaned as she saw his member for the second time that day. She felt his fingers kreep up her legs and pull down her knickers, nearly ripping them off. Hermione smiled as she realized that he was getting impatient as well and kissed him again. Without hesitating a moment more, Snape pulled Hermione closer to him and thrust himself inside her, giving off a growl. Hermione moaned loudly as he thrust into her again. Her legs wrapped themselves around his waist and her back arched as she threw her head back and slowly lowered herself onto her back. Hermione quivered and shook as he thrust into her over and over again. She was now lying on her back, her hands streched above her hand as Snape continued to speed up his pace. The whole desk was shaking at this point while loud moans came out of Hermione's mouth with every thrust. Hermione could feel that she was coming close and finally her muscles contracted around his cock and she came into a mind blowing orgasm. With one last thrust Snape came as well, emptying his seed into her.
Both of them stayed in their positions a bit more, recovering from their intense orgasms. Finally Snape drew back and muttered a cleaning charm, before zipping his pants up and putting on his shirt. Hermione sighed and sat up, for the first time noticing the door being closed. She felt relief rush over her as she remembered that she had left it open. Sometime during this whole facade he must've closed it. Hermione got up and got dressed as well, looking up at him once she was done. He walked over to her put his arms around her, kissing her once again.
"Detention, Miss Granger." He told her in his regular cold voice. "For obscene behavior." He added in her ear in a husky tone, making her shudder and want to take her clothes off once again. "Report back to me every evening after dinner." He stood up straight and let go of her waist. His eyes sparked deviously as he saw her smile up at him and he gave her a small smirk. "You're dismissed."
Hermione walked into the Gryffindor common room with a big grin on her face and glowing all over. "Hi guys!" She greeted Harry and Ron cheerfully. "What you guys up to?" She asked with a bit too much interest.
"Er...Hermione you feeling all right there?" Ron asked carefully.
"Yeah, silly child. Why wouldn't I?" She responded, waving her hand at him dismissively. "You know, you guys should really work on some homework." She warned them, although her voice was much too cheerful to actually get the message across. Harry and Ron exchanged crazed looks and just shook their heads. Hermione who caught them at this just laughed it off, making them look at her in shock. She was definitely acting strange.
"Well, you guys. I'm off to bed. I'm quite a bit exhausted." She said, standing up and giving each of them a peck on the cheek before bouncing off to her dormitory.
"What's gotten into her?" Harry asked Ron as the two watched her basically take three steps at a time to the dormitories.
"Couldn't tell you, mate." Ron replied, who was watching her just as dumbfoundedly as Harry.
"I'll tell you what's gotten inside her." Dean Thomas said, who had just caught a the bit of conversation the trio had had. "A boy. Well actually more like a certain part of a boy, by the looks of it." He said. Looking down he caught the increadelous expression Harry and Ron were shooting up at him and laughed. "I'm telling you. A girl only gets that hyper and excited after two things. Finding out she's dropped some pounds or sex. Knowing Hermione and her opinions about her weight, I'm guessing the latter." The two were still staring at him as if he had just grown an extra pair of eyes and he just laughed and walked away.
As Dean walked away, Harry and Ron exchanged a curious look as if to see whether what Dean had said made sense. They looked at each other for just a second before...
"Nahhh..." The two said together and shook their heads, returning to their game of chess. But the idea was stuck inside both their minds, and as inpossible as it might've sounded at that moment, the two couldn't shake off the feeling of worry that Dean's words had planted inside them.
At breakfast next morning Hermione recieved some very suspicious looks from both Harry and Ron. Also she couldn't help but notice they kept glaring at someone. She had a inkling it was Dean, but as far as she knew they hadn't had a row. She felt like she was on constant watch of the two, so she didn't dare look up at Snape, just in case they got the wrong idea. Well actually it would be the right idea... She thought to herself and smiled at her plate. When she looked up Ron and Harry were sending her their suspicious looks again.
"What?" She asked. They shook their heads and continued eating. Hermione frowned. What was wrong with them?
This continued throughout the whole day. Whenever Hermione would lean over to help someone during class, they would look suspiciously and glare at whoever she was helping. She had no idea what it was but she felt very aware of whatever she did, since they seemed to be. Finally during lunch it had gotten worse as she leaned over to Seamus in order to pass him the gravy for his mashed potatoes. Their hands grazed for just a moment and she gave him a friendly smile.
"What was that?" Ron asked angrily. Hermione looked up at him in shock.
"What are you on about?" She replied in a confused tone.
"You and Seamus. That friendliness." Ron continued with bitterness in his voice.
"Ron, what are you trying to imply? I was just passing him the -"
"You aren't shagging him, then, are you?" He growled at her. Harry's fork fell onto his plate with a loud clink and he was looking nervously from Hermione to Ron.
"Oh, is that what this is about, then?" Hermione replied, now angry herself. She looked from Harry to Ron. "You guys have been keeping an eye on me all day because you think I'm off shagging everyone?!" She shrieked at them, looking angrily from Harry to Ron.
"Hermione we-" Harry started but was cut off by her.
"It's none of your guys business who I shagg and don't!" Hermione contninued. "I don't have to tell you guys anything. I could shag the whole male population if I wanted to, and not tell you guys! It's my own life!" She yelled. Quite a few faces were watching them now.
"So you admit it?" Ron yelled back. "You're shagging the whole male population, then?!"
Hermione stood up, knocking over her cup of pumpkin juice in the process. "You are so impossible, Ron!" She shouted at him and ran out of the hall. By now everyone was watching them and Harry cleared his throat and picked up his fork, trying to act normal. Ron on the other hand was still glaring after Hermione.
A/N: Hey guys!! I am SOOOO sorry for the long update. BUt i just kind of had writers block with this story. I'm still not exactly sure where i wanna go with this and how i want to end it. My mind is really occupied by my other story (Do you still love me) and so I haven't really had much time for this one. I hope you still enjoy it, though!
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