Sinistra the man stealing whore

"I'm bored," Hermione whined as she walked across his office, standing in front of him, the large oak desk separating the two.
He cringed, she sounded like a dog whining for it's master. "And please tell me woman what you expect me to do about the situation?"

She shrugged in response to him, watching as he rested his quill on the table and stood up walking over to her. They had been at Hogwarts for no more then a week and already she had enough. She hardly got to see the man she loved. He was always too busy for her, she would see him at meal times and watch as he would dart back off to lock himself in his office. She would sit up till midnight waiting for him to come to bed, resigning to the fate he was not coming she would give up only to feel him roll into bed at 2 am and back out at 6.

The two had hardly held down a conversation consisting of more then three sentences. You could have compared the two to two ships passing in the dark. They would let the other one know they had been seen and then they would be off again. Not Hermione's choice of course. After a week of being shunned and ignored she had taken it upon herself to hunt... Ermm track down Severus which had brought her to where she was now.

He wrapped his arms around her waist pressing a kiss to her forehead "I am sorry, but these acceptance letters will not write, sign or deliver themselves. Nor will the curriculum for the year revise and approve it's self."

"Why don't you go and get Potter and Malfoy over and start planning the wedding."
She snorted "You will probably be to busy to attend that, too." She rolled her eyes.
"I am sure I can spare a few hours." He pressed his lips to hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth roughly. She parted her lips and pressed her body against his tightly, wanting to feel him against her, she did not know when she would get to do this with him again. He ran a single hand up into her hair, pulling her head back roughly exposing the bare nape of her neck, nibbling the flesh softly a soft moan passed her lips. He felt good against her skin, soft and sensual.

The nibble was followed by a hot trail of kisses down her neck and along her collar bone. His cock stirred at the thought of taking her on the desk in his office, all the portraits stay silent this may well be the most exciting thing they had seen in eons, the thought of them even watching was pushed out of their thoughts, in fact it had not even entered their minds. He ran a hand across her pert breasts, her nipples hardening at the touch, the hard buds pressing against the thin material of her shirt.

"Severus," she breathed huskily as his hand slowly made it's way under her shirt and across her smooth tight stomach. Her pussy ached for him, it had been weeks since he has touched her sexually, well before the demise of the Dark Lord. His hand roamed over her breasts, he smirked, she came prepared, no bra...How positively Slytherin of her. Teasing the bud softly a breath caught up inside of her, a knock on the door roused them from their heavy petting and lust induced stupor.

Hermione leapt back away from him, rearranging her self and sitting on the edge of his desk, he scooted around and sat in his chair, his arousal pressing hard against his pants, aching to come out and play.
"Enter," he practically snarled out like a wounded wolf.
Nervously a beautiful tall woman opened the door, taking a few deep breaths Hermione looked her up and down. She snorted under her breath, professor Sinistra the second biggest joke in the school behind Trelawney Hermione hated Astronmy almost as much as Divination, almost... not quiet.

She watched as the woman practically swaggered across the room, dressed in tight black velvet robes, the neck line plunging to show off her breasts, her eyes lighting up as soon as she caught sight of the man. Hermione watched as he stiffened in his chair, almost forgetting to breath. The woman stopped, standing where Hermione was only moments ago, not even acknowledging her. Hermione cleared her throat, the woman glared at her for a moment "Run off child, adults wish to talk" were spoken with a meek smile before turning back to Severus.

"I wish to go through my lesson plan for the first half of the year with you Severus, but if you are busy I can come back."

He shook his head, eyes locked onto the woman he willed himself not to look at her perfect breasts, he licked his lips absent-mindedly before answering her, "No now will be fine, have a seat." He gestured to an empty seat opposite him, she took it. Hermione watched as the woman pulled a parchment from a pocket of her robes. Slowly she pushed it across the desk, he reached out his hand, she made a point of running her hand over his. Hermione watched, he did not pull back, he almost seemed to enjoy it. She bit her tongue, she wanted to lash out and make a snide crude remark but even sitting here right next to the two she was ignored.

"And maybe if you like I can show you what I will be teaching one night, you are more then welcome to come up."
He had still not recoiled his hand, she ran a long slender finger up and down his wrist, a jaggered breath escaped his lips. That was enough for Hermione she got to her feet and stormed out, slamming the large door behind her.
"Did you say something?" He looked to where Hermione had been sitting, the spot now empty, he shrugged his shoulders. Unrolling the parchment across the table the woman walked around behind him, pressing herself against his back. He took a deep breath trying to ignore the breasts digging into him.

"This is what the first years will be doing." She ran a slender finger across the parchment, he nodded in agreement.
"And the second years." She lowered her lips closer to his ear.
"And the third years." Her breath whispered across his ear.
"And the fourth." Her lips brushed over his ear lightly. He closed his eyes, leaning into the touch for a moment.

"If you ever want me again Severus, I am yours." She followed the statement with a nibble of his earlobe. He moaned softly, surely his common-sense would kick in soon and he would send her packing, instead he found himself leaning into her touch, he could smell her, it clouded his judgement. The images of the nights they had spent together many years ago flashed across his mind.
Oh how good she had felt, wonderful in fact. His cock went hard again, she nipped his neck, oh for Merlin's sake he wanted nothing more to bend her over and drive into her to treat her like the common slut she acted like.

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There, that would show them. She felt smug as headed back to their chambers. Nothing was more dramatic then the slam of a door to let someone know you were royally pissed off. Who did she think she was interrupting them and then touching her man like that. She had a good mind to head back and back slap the bitch back to Diagon Alley. Instead she would trust Severus and his judgement, she trusted him after all. She sighed wearily, if she was going to marry him things were going to change. First change would be him spending more time with her. She snorted at the thought, he always claimed he was too busy, how could he be to busy for her?

She reached the room, she needed to talk to someone. Grabbing a handful of floo powder she threw it into the fire, stepping in moments later she was at Harry's house.

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"Sinistra that man stealing whore." Draco patted Hermione softly on the shoulder sympathetically. The three of them has made their way back to Hermione's chamber and were conversing over a hot pot of tea.
Harry rolled his eyes "She has not stolen anyone, touching a hand is hardly stealing." Harry had to interject and bring some reasoning to the table.
Hermione sighed, she was frustrated he just ignored me Harry, forgot I was even there.
"Perhaps the two have some history." He shrugged taking a sip of tea and leaning back on his chair.
"And I am his present and future, if he wants to be in the past he can just go back there." She said matter of factly.

"Hermione you are getting your panties twisted in a knot for nothing, now we are here to start planning this wedding of yours...That is if you still want to go ahead, now who do we invite?"

"I already have my list written out but I am not sure who Severus wants to invite, he is always too busy to even talk to me, he is probably up there with his precious old flame right now having a great old time," She said in disdain.
Harry got to his feet, setting his cup down on the table "I will go track him down and find out, I shall return my friends." He bowed low, winking to Draco.

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Slowly she unbuttoned his robes painfully slow one button at a time felt like a life time. He wanted nothing more then to hear her scream his name, to feel her nails digging into his back, like old times. He would make her come time and time again, she would tell him how good of a lover he was and then he would leave her begging for more. It was always the way it had been.
His cock throbbed painfully, he needed to fuck himself stupid and he needed to do it soon.

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Harry slowly walked the halls, relishing in atmosphere of the castle. How he loved it, he missed it dearly some of his best and worst moments of his life were spent within these stone walls.
He thought back to Hermione and her worry of Severus being unfaithful with Sinistra, he had tried to quash her fears, after all Severus loved her so why would he hurt her?

A/N: I just HAD to put that it... I have always thought something could of went on between Sinistra and Severus. I guess it has ;).
And you all thought it was going to be butterfly's and roses. :P

Do I let them do the deed and he feels like a complete ass hole after it?

Do I let them do the deed and let Harry catch them?

Or do I send Sinistra packing?

I am letting YOU have your say!

I had to spice this story up... Other wise it would of just been boring and lack lustre. Hope you are all enjoying it, I love writing it! We are on the home stretch for this fic so I can concentrate all my energy into my new fic, The one that got away.

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