A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters.

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Day 6 - Auction 3 - Dialogue: "There's a time and place for nakedness. This is not that time, nor that place."

Spring Challenge

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12th April: Walk on Your Wild Side Day - Write about doing something wild

Hufflepuff Challenge - Hufflepuff Prompts

13: Understanding

Word count: 632

Severus stared at the witch sitting on his desk. She was wearing nothing more than a half open school robe. He sighed. Why? Why was this constantly happening, maybe he should finally just give in to the insane plot the universe seemed to have against him.

"Hi, Professor Snape," she purred.

"Miss Granger."

"Hermione, I'm seventeen now."

"That does not change the face you are my student."

"So? I love you."

"You're either drunk or consumed a love potion...which is it?" She glared at him, looking insanely attractive even angry.

"Neither. I just thought, no one ever gives you a birthday present sir." He sighed. Of course, he'd nearly forgotten about his birthday. It wasn't something he ever felt the need to celebrate. He looked at her, the school robe having slipped down revealing her bare shoulder.

"Miss Granger, there is a time and a place for nakedness. This is not that time, nor that place. I have class starting in twenty minutes. Also, really, my desk?"

"I thought about waiting in your office, but...I didn't know when you'd be there." He pinched the bridge of his nose. There seemed to be reasoning with her right now. Maybe in a few hours when whatever she'd consumed had worn off?
"I will be in my office at three, Miss Granger. Until then, I expect you to get dressed, go to class, and behave! Or go back to your dorm and sleep off whatever you've ingested." She pouted sliding off the desk giving Severus a decent view of her naked breasts. He wondered, hoped, she was telling the truth about wanting him, because right now...no, she was still his student.

"I'll see you at three," she whispered in his ear as she walked past him and slipped from the classroom.

"Ten minutes, Merlin, that girl...I have class in ten minutes, what if," he sighed shaking his head. Hopefully by three whatever Miss Granger was on would have worn off and he'd not have to deal with this nonsense anymore.

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Severus glanced at his pocket watch, a graduation gift from Lucius. Three. He wondered if his office was empty. He wasn't sure which answer he was hoping for. He knew this was a bad idea, a horrible idea, but Miss Granger was an attractive young witch. Too young, he reminded himself.

He pushed open the door to his office and smiled. Miss Granger was there. Thankfully she was fully clothed this time, sitting on his sofa reading a book.

"Miss Granger."

"Sir, I am so sorry about my behavior earlier. I honestly don't know what came over me, sir."

"I suspect a love potion, Miss Granger. I would be cautious as to everything you eat and drink from now on. It is obvious from the timing someone wanted to make a fool of either yourself or me." She nodded blushing brightly remembering her actions.

"Now, Miss Granger, was any of that nonsense you spoke while drugged actually your own feelings? You said you loved me."

"Oh."

"I surmised it was just from the potion. Thank you for your apology Miss Granger, you may leave." She rose, glanced at him and walked towards the door.

"I do like you sir," she whispered pausing in the doorway. "Just not...enough to do that...yet?" He blinked. There had been some truth to her statement. She cared about him?

"It is my birthday, Miss Granger, and while I do not usually celebrate, some company would be nice. Would you like to stay a bit?" She nodded sitting back down. He pulled out his work and she started working on one of her essays. He nearly smiled. She might not love, but just not being alone for one afternoon was a better birthday present than he could have asked for.