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- 1-Saturday Night
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Continuation of Sneaky Snape. I think this one
will make sense, even without reading the other.

Standard disclaimer applies. It's not mine. Pay homage to JKR for the characters.

Saturday Night


Friday had been one of the most interesting days that Severus Snape could
remember. It was partly because the previous night had been one of the
best he had had in a long time.


He had watched two of his best students fuck each other silly.


That morning at breakfast he watched both of them, to
see if he saw a sign of their secret relationship. Neither
one of them acknowledged the other, or even glanced in the other�s
direction. After their loving embrace the night before, he almost
expected one of them to show something.


He waited at his desk for his Advanced Potions class to begin, thinking that he
might see some kind of sign then. Both of them walked into the classroom
and sat at their respective desks. There were no casual looks, or hidden
glances. Snape was mildly surprised.


He was starting to wonder if maybe it had all been a dream, or maybe one of
them had been under a spell. Stranger
things have happened. He wouldn�t have put it past the bushy-haired little
bitch. It would probably be the only way
she would ever get laid.

He gave the
assignment to the class, waving his wand at the blackboard behind him. Writing suddenly flashed upon it.

The class was familiar with their teachers
behavior and quickly made their way to the front to gather the
ingredients. Draco and Hermione were the
last two who came up, and they both reached for the shredded Leola root at the
same time. It was only
for a split second that he saw both of them smile. If he hadn�t been
watching both of them so intently, he would have missed it.

Draco pulled
his hand back, and gave her a look that was pure venom.

�Manners,
Granger, manners,� he told her.

She
returned the look. �You snooze, you
loose, Malfoy.� She scooped the appropriate measurement into her container and
turned around, walking back towards her desk.
Snape saw the blond give a quick glance to the departing
Gryffindor. The look on his face was one
of loathing, but Snape was close enough that he could see the lust in the young
man�s eyes.

Snape
studied the two of them for the rest of the class, and at dinner
time. He didn�t
see any other signs that the two of them might be anything other than
classmates.

He had
heard them planning their next meeting, for Saturday night. Today was only Friday. He anxiously hoped it was
his classroom they decided to meet in.

Friday, as
well as Saturday came and went. Snape
had walked around for most of the afternoon with a raging hard-on, his thoughts
filled with images of Granger riding Draco as if he were a bucking bronco, and
the incredible sight of Draco eating her out, her body writhing in
response. He refrained from touching
himself, knowing that he would have his orgasm later that night, and he wanted
it to be extra good.

Unsure as
to what time the show would begin, he made an extra strong invisibility Potion,
and took the first dose about seven. He
took the same dark corner that he had occupied before. He sat and closed his eyes, trying to find
the scent of the Gryffindor.

Sitting in
the dark was pure torture. He had no
idea when they would meet, or if they would use his classroom again. He knew that they had been the ones using his
room in the past and was pretty confident that they
would choose his room again.

Finally,
several hours later, he heard a commotion outside. Cries of pain and grumbling were getting
closer to his door. The door flew open
and Granger came tumbling in, as if she had been thrown.

�Merlin,
Granger. You think just because you�re fucking McGonagall you can boss everyone around? Little bitch.�

Draco snarled at her.

Hermione
got up, her hands on her hips. �What
makes you think I�m fucking McGonagall, Malfoy. Oh, wait, you�re
jealous because you think I�m fucking the head of my house, and you wish you
could fuck yours. I always thought you
were gay, Malfoy.�

�You think
I�m gay, Mudblood?� He strode towards
her, every ounce of his body showing rage.
Hermione backed away, cowering from the blond boy.

He ran a
finger down the side of her face, and she shivered in response. �I�ve heard about you, Granger. You�re a little
whore. You�ll
fuck anybody in this school. Anyone whose female, that is.�

Granger
stood up, her fear momentarily forgotten. �So? Why do you care if it�s true or not?�

�Is
it?� His voice became softer now. He
placed one hand on the wall behind her.

�That I
like to be with women? Yes,� she told
him.

�So you�ve
never been with a man?� Draco asked.

Hermione
started to play shy again. She tried to
push him aside, but he wouldn�t let her move.

�Granger, I
asked you a question. Have you ever been
with a man?�

She tried
again to duck away from him. He moved
his body even closer to hers, and she shook her head furiously.

�N� no
Malfoy, I haven�t. Please, I really
should get back to the dorms.�
Hermione�s voice was on the edge of panic.

If Snape didn�t
know any better, he might have actually believed that Granger was scared. But based on their
show from two nights ago, she had definitely been with a man and knew what she
was doing as well. There was still the
possibility that one of them was being coerced, or
taking a potion, but both of them?

Draco cupped one of her breasts in
his free hand, and Hermione let out a moan.
His fingers trailed down her stomach, towards the waistband of her
skirt. He slowly pulled the shirt out
and began to undo the buttons with only one hand. He shook his head at himself, and removed the
hand that was helping to keep Hermione pinned.

Suddenly Hermione moved away from
him and began to run towards the door.
Sobbing, she reached her hand out for the doorknob as Draco grabbed her
arm. She cried out as he pulled her back
to himself. She began to cry.

�Please Malfoy, just let me
go.� Hermione tried to struggle against
his hold, but this time he held her firm.

�Now now now, Granger. You tried to run away from me, and I don�t
like my whores to leave until I�m satisfied.�
Hermione started to cry harder.
Draco reached behind himself and pulled out one of the chairs. He sat down in it and pulled Hermione into
his lap, her stomach resting against his knees.
Hermione froze, the realization of what he was about to do suddenly
hitting her.

Draco gently lifted her skirt up,
exposing her ass to the cold air of the dungeon. A smile crossed his face when he saw that
she wasn�t wearing any panties. Draco tightened his grasp on her torso as his
hand began to caress the tender white flesh.
He began to rub in small circles, alternating from one cheek to the other. Hermione had started crying again.

�Now Hermione, I�m going to ask you
some questions and if I believe you, I might let you go. But if I think you�re lying to me� well,
you�ll find out,� he
told her. She nodded her head to show
him she understood.

�What were you doing in the
library, Granger? Were you
tongue-fucking the Weaselette?� he asked. Hermione didn�t
answer, and Draco�s hand rose.

It came down on her ass and
Hermione�s body bucked in response. She
cried out loudly, and tried to move her hands to cover herself. Draco wouldn�t have
any of it. He began to caress the cheek
again, paying extra attention to the area that now sported a large red
welt.

�Granger, were you with Ginny
tonight?� he
asked her again.

She nodded in response and called
out yes.

�Were you eating her pussy?�

A pause, and then there was a crack.

�Yes!� She cried out.

�Do you like having sex with girls,
Hermione?�

�Yes.�

�Are you fucking McGonagall,
Hermione?�

Another pause. Another crack. He repeated the question, and smacked her
again, switching cheeks.

She called out this time. No. In
a voice that was actually deep and raspy, and definitely sensual.

Snape could see how red the girl�s
rear was, and almost felt sorry for her.
He noticed that she had stopped moving her hands after each strike, and
he could swear that the girl had spread her legs. He couldn�t help but
notice the way that her body arched into his hand with every strike.

�Do you like it when I spank you,
Granger?�

A pause,
and a crack that was louder than the rest.

�Oww�
No!� she cried
out.

�Are you sure you�re not enjoying
it?� he asked
again.

She shook her head and was again rewarded with a loud slap. Even Snape knew that she was lying.

Malfoy ran his palm down her butt
cheeks, separating them. He spread her
legs open, widely. Using two fingers, he
separated her folds. His eyes grew wide.

�Granger, I think you�re lying to
me. Your pussy is drenched right now
with your own juices. Now I�m going to ask you one more time. Is this turning you on?�

�No,� she
told him, and Draco shook his head at her.
He smacked his hand against her pussy, and Hermione cried out. Draco removed that hand that was holding her
against him, and she quickly rolled off his lap. She pulled her skirt down and started to cry
again. Draco stood before her, and began
to undo his pants. His erection sprang
out as the boy dropped his pants and boxers around his ankles.

�You�ve got two choices,
Granger. Either you can come here and
get me off, or I�m going to take my belt off and whip
your Mudblood ass with it. You
choose.� He had both hands on his hips,
and he was looking down at her with his typical Malfoy smugness.

She sniffled and chewed on her
lower lip. She slowly pulled herself up
onto her knees and crawled towards him, becoming more hesitant as she got
closer. Draco became impatient and bent
down, pulling her roughly towards him.
Her face became smashed against his erection,
and she tried desperately to push away.
He let go of her, and her body crumpled at his feet.

�Put it in your mouth, Granger. I�ll teach you to like cock.� Draco growled at her.

She pulled herself back up, and
tentatively stuck out her tongue. Her
pink tongue darted out and made contact with his cock, and she pulled back,
looking up at him. Her tongue reached
out again, and took a longer swipe.
Draco moaned, and Hermione tried it again. She slowly put her lips around the head of
his length, and carefully took it into her mouth. Draco�s eyes shot open and his teeth clenched
together as he sucked in a breath. Happy
with his reaction, Hermione tried again, taking it farther back into her
throat. One of his hands reached out and
grabbed a handful of her hair, shoving her mouth deeper onto himself. Hermione�s eyes widened as she tried to
cope. Her hands pushed against his
pelvis, which made him push against her face even harder.

His hips began to thrust at her
face, his strokes even and quick. His
eyes were closed, and Hermione had finally given up on trying to push him away. Instead she had one hand wrapped around the base of his
cock, shortening the length of his stroke.

Snape had pulled out his own
erection and was stroking its length, attempting to match the blond boy�s
pace. He had to force himself not to cry
out as he watched the incredible show before him. There were times when Snape had toyed with
the idea of throwing the know-it-all onto her knees and shutting her up once and for all. But he was a teacher and she was a student and there were
rules against these sorts of things. But still�

Draco knew that his orgasm was
getting closer and he released her hair from his grasp. Hermione continued to suck on his length, and
Draco stepped backwards from her. His
cock made an audible sound as it left her wet mouth. Hermione looked up at him, still on her knees.

�What�s the matter? I think I�m
finally getting the hang of it,� she complained.

�Yeah, too well,� he told her. �Come here.�
He motioned to her, tapping the top of the nearest desk with his
hand. She stood up, smoothed her skirt
down over herself and walked towards the desk.
She put her butt against the edge of the wood and was
starting to pull herself up onto it when he stopped her. He gently turned her around and bent her
over, pushing her torso against the wood.
He pulled her skirt up and laid it across her back. He reached down to spread her legs a
bit. His hand began to caress her globes
again, and then a quick slap. She moaned
out, loudly. Another caress, then a
crack, this time on the other cheek.

Her spanking continued, and with
each slap, Hermione cries became closer and closer to cries of arousal. Snape had no doubt that the young girl did
enjoy getting spanked like this.

With no warning, Draco stepped
behind her and entered her with one quick thrust. They both cried out. Draco began to pump into her, gabbing her
hips as he did, and wrapped her legs around himself. Hermione quickly locked her ankles behind
him, and began to meet him thrust for thrust.

Snape had no problem meeting their
pace at this point. His orgasm quickly
overtook him, and Snape couldn�t help but release a
gasp when he came all over his hand. He
saw the young witch suddenly glance in his direction and wondered if he had been found. Her
eyes closed, and she started to moan loudly.
Snape tried to pull himself back further into the shadows. He looked down at his hands and relaxed,
seeing that he was still invisible.

Hermione�s orgasm came first, and
the witch�s body started to spasm against the wood. Snape wondered if she was getting
splinters. Draco stopped for only the
briefest of seconds, letting her regain some of her composure. He continued pumping into her, but then
dropped onto her back. Hermione unwrapped her legs from his back, and Draco�s thrusts were
now shorter and more controlled. The boy
stood straight up and grabbed the girl�s hips as he reached his release. He collapsed onto her back, obviously
spent.

A few moments later
he pulled out of her and stood up. He
gently reached for her and helped her to stand, turning her around at the same
time. He took her face in both of his
hands and kissed her lips with a passion that Professor Snape didn�t even know the young boy possessed.

�I know you like it rough like
that, but I�m always afraid I�m going to hurt you,� he told her.

�We�ve talked about this before
dear. You won�t
hurt me. And if you ever make me feel
uncomfortable, I�ll give you our safe word and we�ll stop.� She paused and kissed him, taking his lower
lip between her teeth. She tugged at it
gently before releasing him
�Did I make you uncomfortable, dear?�

�No, you turned me on as
usual. I just don�t
know how you can enjoy being spanked like that.
Doesn�t it hurt?� he asked.

�Actually, yeah it hurts like hell.
But it�s a good hurt. You�ve
definitely mastered spanking. But did
you feel how wet it made me?� She ground
her nearly naked form against him for emphasis.
He groaned and smiled at her.

She began to dress herself, and
Draco followed her cue.

�Spend the night with me.
Please?� he
asked her.

She smiled warmly and nodded. �You know I can�t resist.�

Draco smiled back. �Tell you what. I�ll head back to my
quarters and start a nice hot bubble bath.
I�ll let you wash my back, and then I�ll wash your front.�

She smirked, a trait she had
obviously picked up from the blond. �That sounds heavenly. I�ll clean up and join you in a few.�

They kissed softly, and entertwined their hands.
Draco kissed her hand before he let it go, muttering �Love you� before
he turned and walked out the door.

Hermione surveyed the room. She performed a more meticulous Scourgify than Draco had.
She looked down at her attire, making sure that everything was back
where it belonged. She ran her fingers
over the desk where she had been taken only moments
before. She smiled to herself as she ran
her fingers over the hard, smooth wood.
She paced the room a few more times, pausing as if deep in thought.

Finally, she glanced down at her
watch and noticed the time. She walked
towards the door, and took the knob in her hand. She turned around and took one more visual glance over the room, making sure that
everything was where it belonged.

She opened the door and then
paused. Without turning around, she
spoke over her shoulder.

�See you tomorrow night,
Professor.�

~fin~
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