Disclaimer: I do not claim any of JK Rowling's characters and locations to be my own. I am merely using her brain children in my perverted fantasies for your reading pleasures. Please note the characters are not as they are in JK's versions and my stories are not canon (I cannot stand it when I see reviewers on other SS/HG stories complaining that certain parts of their story does not follow what happened in the books…you're reading fan fiction where SS and HG get it on… that whole concept doesn't follow the books lol Rant over haha)

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Hermione knocked on the large wooden door of the Potions classroom sheepishly as she attended her detention. She had received the punishment after Snape caught her helping Neville with the potion they had been working on that day. Snape had exploded, reprimanding her for being a know it all and not allowing Longbottom to think for himself and generously handing out a detention with him for that very night. Hermione had been pissed at the time but now she was quite glad that she would be spending some time alone with the man of her affections.

As he swung the door open she got a distinct waft of his cologne and was pleased to say that he smelled absolutely edible. As if reading her thoughts, he gave her a wicked smirk.

"Good evening, Miss Granger."

"Good evening, Professor Snape. I'm here for my detention."

"Ah yes, your ability of helping the needy has yet again gotten you into trouble. Come inside."

Hermione swallowed and tried to ignore how his gorgeous voice did things to her private parts as she stepped by him and entered the classroom. As she took off her cloak she felt an intense sense that eyes were on her body. Yes, the outfit she had on was not strictly suitable for school but the house elves had unfortunately (although she did not necessarily believe mistakenly) shrunk most of her informal clothes to a size smaller than normal. Luckily she usually wore a size bigger than she was for comfort's sake so the clothes would not be described as overly tight but could be considered snug. Her floral skirt hugged her hips and flared just above the knee, she had a white tank top on which accentuated her large breasts and a modest and conservative royal blue cardigan that buttoned just under her bust. She should have really worn her school uniform but she was much more comfortable in her own clothes and she also wanted Snape to see that she wasn't quite the little girl most people considered her to be.

Severus's mouth watered as he took in the sight of her. She looked so womanly and proper which translated to Severus that she was a woman who needed to be let loose. She had her hair up in a tight bun with a few tendrils of hair framing her face and wore a light amount of makeup. Those features alone made him want to untie her hair and fan it out underneath her as he fucked her pretty little pussy while smearing the lipstick she had on over her face as he kissed the living daylights out of her.

"Um… Professor?"

Her voice snapped him out of his perverted musings and he lead her over to the work station he had prepared.

"You will be preparing some Pepper Up solution for the Hospital Wing. There is a list of directions and all the ingredients you need are already set out so you should not have any reason to leave this spot. I will be at my desk marking test papers, if you need anything… let me know. You have two hours, Miss Granger. Do try not to melt any of my cauldrons."

Hermione cheekily stuck her tongue out at her professor as he swept away over to his desk without looking at her again. She sighed and set to work.

Severus watched her work for about ten minutes before coming to stand behind her to observe her progress. Hermione had gotten so engrossed in her task that she did not hear her professor move from his desk which caused her to jolt in fright when his hand grabbed hers suddenly.

"You are stirring a potion, Miss Granger, not thick cake mix. You must caress the liquid with the stirrer, be gentle but firm. Keep the movement going like this and you should create a better and thicker consistency. It's not about the ingredients; it's about the motion in the potion."

She nodded her head and took a deep breath, trying not to freak out because of how close his body was to ours. His hand still held hers, stirring the potion while the other hand laid on her waist gently. Hermione almost had a coronary when he did that. He was touching her! Voluntarily touching her. Feeling emboldened by that fact, she leaned back slightly so that her back was now flush against his chest. Severus dropped her stirring hand and gently caressed her breast. He smiled as she moaned and pushed her backside into his now rock hard erection.

"Careful Hermione… are you sure you want this?"

She shivered because of how his voice sounded when he said her name and nodded her head, bringing his other hand up to her free breast.

"I've wanted this for… for so long. Please… Severus."

He growled loudly when she sighed his name and twisted her around to face him before he sensuously and lazily slanted his mouth over hers in a kiss. He was never one for crushing his mouth on a woman when he wanted her, he believed the best way to show his passion was to kiss gently and make her wet with anticipation. There would be plenty time for being frenzied when he was buried deep in her pussy.

Without a word he lifted her up onto the workstation, quickly and silently vanishing the contents on the table away.

Fuck, he is so strong. Just lifted me as if I weighed nothing! I can't believe this is happening! Hermione's mind screeched.

"Are you ready, Hermione?" He kissed her neck and licked up to her ear.

"Fuck yes… fuck me. Just fuck me." She moaned, her hand began stroking up and down his hard, large cock through his trousers.

"As much as I want to do that… I won't be fucking you tonight. Well, not with my cock anyway. You see…" He pushed her skirt up high on her thighs and began rubbing her through her panties, "… I don't like to rush these things especially when I want you as much as I do. I like the build up of anticipation and since I have never wanted a woman the way I want you, it makes me even more determined to tease us both until we are awarded with the ultimate prize."

Hermione was moaning loudly as he rubbed her clit in a circular motion, making her wetter by the second. "The…ultimate…prize?"

"Yes. The prize of my cock… being buried… as deeply as possible… in your…tight… delicious… pussy."

He roughly shoved her panties to the side and slid two fingers inside her, barely giving her time to adjust before he began pumping them in and out quickly, desperate to make her orgasm.

"Oh shit. That's so good. Don't… stop! Yesssssssss!"

Both parties were utterly pissed when they both woke up, the dream just getting started.

Hermione cursed Crookshanks who had leapt up onto her bed and startled her awake while Severus sat up in his bed covered in sweat with a raging erection, severely annoyed that his dream was interrupted by something that had obviously woken Hermione.

Needless to say, both Severus and Hermione fell back asleep after masturbating furiously, with each other's names on their lips; Hermione with her fingers covered in her own juices and Severus with a sated and flaccid cock.

Hermione bit her lip in worry, as she walked towards her Potions class the next day. She was also feeling very angry at herself for allowing Ginny to talk her into this… scheme. She swallowed thickly as she came to the thick wooden door of the Potions classroom. She took a deep breath in an attempt to calm her frayed nerves and pushed her way inside without knocking. Even though her late arrival was planned, she could not help but feel increasingly nervous at how her Professor would address her when she sauntered in after class has begun. She bit her lip as memories of the dream she had about him the night before entered her mind.

"Stop thinking about that. Just keep your mind on the game, Hermione." She scalded herself with a shake of her head as she opened the door fully.

A sea of faces turned and looked at as she entered the room, including the dark and fathomless eyes of her love interest. He merely raised an eyebrow at her in that sexy way of his and began to stalk towards her with all the grace of a black panther hunting its' prey.

"Miss Granger, how delightful for us all that you finally decided to join our class a mere… fifteen minutes late!" His voice was quiet and menacing as he came to stand directly in front of her. Hermione used all her nerve to not cringe under his piercing gaze. "I assume there is a very, very good and important reason for such tardiness from our esteemed Head Girl?"

Hermione just looked at him biting her lip and said nothing. Severus did his best to stop imagining sucking that bottom lip in between his own teeth and acted as though he was becoming very angry.

"No reason, Miss Granger? Cat got your tongue? How wonderful that the resident Know It All has finally lost the ability to speak and to think I've wondered at how to get you to keep your little mouth shut for so long. Who knew a simple case of making you sheepish would work! Detention with me tonight Granger, I will warn you not to be late or you shall find yourself on the end of a much more severe punishment. Eight o'clock… sharp. Tardiness will not be tolerated Miss Granger."

She felt a small thrill between her legs as he spoke to her with that velvety voice of his.

"Yes Sir." She whispered and walked over to her work station, quickly catching up with the instructions written on the blackboard.

"Now get to work, all of you! I trust there will be no more interruptions during this lesson. Concentrate! Leave your completed and bottled potions on my desk with minimal fuss and noise if you please." He turned back to sit at his desk with a swirl and pretended to get engrossed in marking test papers. In truth, he was covertly watching Hermione.

He was confused at her behaviour. She was always punctual to his class and never backed down from his goading, or rather she hadn't backed down from his goading since she was a fourth year. The way she had acted was almost as though she had wanted a detention. The slight blush on her cheeks showed that her thoughts were on the dream from the night before. He smirked at the thought. Perhaps his little fantasy from the night before had her craving some detention time with him.

No, she would never be so bold. Although, I admit that after last night's dream…detention with Hermione is going to be so hard to maintain my usual demeanour. Especially if she acts as suggestively as she did the last time we met in the corridor. Sexy little witchling. I only hope I can behave myself and keep to my plan, mustn't give in too easily. I want her desperate for me and of course, I want to feel fit to burst when she finally gives herself to me. It's personal torture but there is so much excitement and tension when involved in 'the chase' of a desirable young woman. It will, after all, be worth it in the long run when we can finally belong to each other.

Meanwhile Hermione busied herself with the Wiggenweld Potion that the class had been set while trying her utmost to not think about the delicious dream she had had of her professor the night before. She bit her lip and squeezed her thighs tight together in an effort to cool down the arousal she was currently experiencing. She almost squeaked out loud when she looked up at the man who was on her mind and found him to be staring right at her. She fidgeted under his gaze but he never wavered at all, he just coolly kept eye contact with her and smirked slightly at her discomfort. Unable to keep calm under such tension, Hermione quickly looked away and went back to her studies slightly unnerved by the intensity she saw in Snape's eyes.

Why was he staring at me like that? And that smirk! Doesn't he know how fucking sexy that is? I'd love to wipe that smirk off his face by sitting on it! He could put that blasted sharp tongue of his to use that way! Merlin… he's turning me into a bloody deviant! I would be embarrassed if I wasn't so friggin horny! Concentrate… keep to the plan. Stay cool and take your time… I just hope Ginny is right about this whole… seduction plan.

Hermione wouldn't have to wait long to find out.

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