A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Word count: 463
Warning: partial nudity and sexual themes
Professor Severus Snape cursed the day he'd survived the war. If he had died, he never would have known they'd plastered his face on those infernal chocolate frog cards. Not a day seemed to go by that someone didn't want him to sign one of those cards with his face scowling up at him. He had only just gotten back to his office and sat down when there was a knock on the door. Sighing, he debated putting down his quill, but these papers would not grade themselves.
"Come in," he called, figuring it was yet another fan, some brainless twit who wanted him to either raise their grade or sign their chocolate frog card. He heard the door open, the sound of foot steps crossing the room towards his desk.
"Excuse me, but could you sign something for me?" a female voice asked. Severus set down his quill, letting a few drops of ink dribble onto the page he'd been grading. He looked up expecting to see yet another one of his students, but instead his eyes were met with an open black robe that slid down to reveal a pair of breasts clad in a lacy red bra. He blinked, jolting slightly in his chair as he looked up to the face belonging to the person standing before him.
"I heard you were signing things and thought, maybe you'd like to sign me?" Hermione asked, giving him a smirk. Severus shook his head, a slow smile starting to spread across this face.
"I thought you weren't going to be back until after winter holidays," he said, reaching out and touching her hand. She curled her fingers around his.
"The conference was boring, Weasley wouldn't shut up about regulating cauldron thickness, and there was a bit of an altercation between the Bulgarians and the Russians so things got postponed indefinitely," Hermione purred, sliding the papers off Severus' desk and sitting down. Severus couldn't help but notice her knickers matched her bra. "Now, about signing things?" she asked, biting her bottom lip. Severus smirked picking his quill back up and signing his name in black ink across her exposed chest.
"Give it a bit to dry, I'll meet you in my chambers after I finish these papers," he stated. Hermione pouted slightly.
"But-"
"I still have my teaching responsibilities, despite the fact the most beautiful witch sitting on my desk needing my attention. Ten minutes at most," he added. Hermione sighed, picking up the black robe she'd dropped on the stone floor.
"Fine, but not a minute longer," she said, redressing and slinking from the office. Severus watched her leave and wondered if he could give all the students Ps or maybe Ts for keeping him from Hermione for even a minute.