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Pranking On Valentines

Author: Queen Celestia

Disclaimer: No owning Harry Potter

AN: Something funny and fluffy for those gals who need something like
this on Valentines Day! ;3

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It was Valentines Day.

Hermione, long graduated of Hogwarts was
now Librarian of that very school.

Survivor and Hero of the Final Battle, the
media frenzy had all passed, and she was left to her own devices.

When she had got the job as Librarian at
Hogwarts she jumped at the chance, and she had been there for four years.

Twenty Eight year old Hermione Granger,
once a Looker, had in polite terms �let herself go� using the excuse � for the
sake of research,� but to be honest her self confidence had been smashed to
pieces when she had found her fianc� Ronald Weasely
shagging another witch in their bed on Valentines Day.

To say she had come to hate the holiday was
to put it lightly.

In fact, she had come to loathe it.

To let light on how she had �let herself
go� a brief description should suffice.

Her eyebrows were thick and bushy, her
teeth, still slightly beavery, were accented by her
frizzy hair.

She was rather ample in the waist, with
rounded hips, and full breasts.

The Library was a strictly Valentines Free
Zone, and no matter how much Dumbledore tried to persuade her, she would not
budge. In fact some cherubs had been dared to sneak in and set up their
feelings of love, when from out behind a bookcase Hermione came and blasted
them to a fine dust.

No one was sure whether she had killed them
or not, and when asked, she would smirk nastily and not reply.

Over the years her taciturn nature, and
grudge against the world caused her friends to fall away from her, except for a
select few that could see through her gruff nature.

Of which, there were only two; surprisingly
Luna Lovegood and not so surprisingly Harry Potter.

Ginny had tried, but Hermione�s grudge
deepened when Ginny tried to protect Ron from the particularly nasty hex she
had planned from him. Since then Ginny had been cut off.

At Hogwarts the students lived in fear of
her, and only used the library when they had to, which didn�t bother Hermione
because it cut down on the silly chatter that usually pervaded and ruined the
sanctum of the library.

In fact, if you were to ask a Hogwarts
Student to choose between Professor Snape, or Madam Granger who they found most
intimidating, the replies usually went like this:

Slytherin, out of Loyalty for their Head of House would automatically
respond, �Professor Snape.�

Gryffindor out of Loyalty for their former
Housemate, would automatically respond, �Madam Granger of course.�

Ravenclaws sensibly pointed out that �both were scary, and sometimes one was
scarier than the other in certain situations.�

Hufflepuffs would turn round eyes to you, give a squeak and respond, �BOTH!�

Professor Snape had not taken kindly to his
�competition in fear�, and had throughout the years played pranks on Hermione,
in order for her to look �less scary.� He did it anonymously usually setting it
up to look as if a student had pranked her.

Be it a stumble charm, a piece of parchment
stuck in her hair, or her waking up with ink expertly smeared all over her,
Snape had done it with such precision that she would not find out, until one
day he had slipped up.

It had been a warm afternoon, and seeing
her in the staff room sleeping, Severus could not resist the temptation to
prank her shoe laces to tie together, with a flick of his wand it was done,
only to look up and have her gaze and wand pointed directly at his heart.

Ever since then they had become known
mortal enemies, always working up creative ways to get back at the other,
dividing the Houses even further to maintain loyalty for �their side�. Score
boards were secretly kept to keep track of each prank, and when either Snape or
Hermione got ahead in the points each side mocked and hissed claiming that
their mean nasty staff member was getting rather �mellow and behind�.

It was the Valentines Dance tonight and
both Snape and Hermione were on their guards, feeling that this day was most
exceptional for pranking.

Hermione�s plan had already been
implemented, at the stroke of midnight, she had got an ever eager house elf to
carefully administer itching powder to Severus� undergarments.

He had not seen it coming at all, and all
through breakfast at the Great Hall Hermione had laughed hysterically on the
inside while Severus twitched and turned, and tried generally not to scratch
his balls off �in front of the entire
student population.

From the reports of the Gryffindors,
who spoke loudly of it in passing her, he had suffered terribly in class, while
he tried to keep his poker face, and mean demeanor those most observant would
notice beads of sweat gathered up on his top lip, and when he thought no one
was looking, begin to scratch rather frantically. Needless to say he had been
extra horrible that day, but the Gryffindors were
elated. Madam Granger was ahead a point, and they made sure to let everyone
know.

Due to helping organize the house elves for
the Valentines Dance that night, Hermione had skipped lunch in the Great Hall,
and had thus missed seeing an entirely composed Severus eating. If she had she
would have suspected something immediately.

Finally the dreaded evening came, and
Hermione tossed on what could be considered as passable.

Dressed in simple maroon dress robes, her
hair mildly straightened, she helped the teachers to chaperone the students
into the Great Hall, its festive Valentines Decorations sickening her to her
stomach.

Students blushed and waved at each other,
as they paired up with their dates, while cherubs fluttered about throwing
petals around. �The Great Hall was
festively decorated, with small tables with four places at each one spread
around in an intimate manner, candles lit to provide atmosphere.

Sitting at the Staff Table, Severus
surveyed the milling students, and when most had settled, watched as Dumbledore
arose wearing a lurid pink outfit covered in red hearts, his hat was matching.

�Attention please! Attention!� He called
out, the buzz of noise quieting down. �Today is a very special day indeed, for
this celebrates two hearts in love.�

Severus tried not to gag, as Dumbledore
droned on, and when he had finally sat down, was absolutely disgusted to order
a steak that arrived in the shape of a heart.

Tearing the heart in half, Severus ate,
watching Madam Granger from out of the corner of his eye.

No one had really known how and when she
had become �Madam�, since she had never been married, but due to her taking
over Madam Pinces spot, they had supposed that the
Madam came with the job.

He had to acknowledge she was looking very
nice today, with her hair somewhat combed and her eyebrows smoothed down.

Finding out her trick, he had decided that
she deserved some punishment, although he hadn�t come up with a firm plan, he
had decided that if he just bided his time a perfect opportunity would no doubt
arrive. For today was Valentines Day.

The dinner plates disappeared, and the
students stood up to allow the tables to be shoved to one side, while the dance
floor was cleared.

Lights dimmed, and as was customary, the
Head Boy and Head Girl were to lead the dance, followed by the staff . None of
the staff knew who they were going to dance with, as per the custom Dumbledore
kept it a secret until the plates had been cleared leaving a small envelope
with the name of the person on the staff they were meant to dance with.

Hermione had thankfully avoided dancing
with Snape these past four years, even if one of the years had involved her
dancing with Filch. Except today, there was an annoying twinkle in Dumbledores eye that let her know something rather
unpleasant was coming up her way.

With a twist in her stomach, she opened the
envelope and wrinkled her nose. Just as she had predicted this was the year she
had to dance with Snape, looking up she caught his gaze, which bore a bit too
much malice for her liking.

Standing up, he swooped over to her, and
proffered her his arm, as he asked her to dance, each male member of the staff
doing the same to their allotted dance partner.

Ungraciously accepting, Hermione was spun
out onto the dance floor, following the Head Boy and Girl, while the students
began to file onto the floor to dance.

After a few moments of awkwardness,
Hermione quipped, �Itchy today Severus?�

�Certainly Madam Granger,� he replied, �But
as you see I figured out what you did.�

�I�ve noticed, you�re not twitching around
like an octopus,� she replied, �So what did you do?�

Dipping her, he leant in and purred, �Madam
Granger, I�m not wearing any underwear.�

He pulled her up, as her mouth worked in
trying to find a response, and to emphasize that he was indeed naked under his
dress robes, he pushed her close to him where she could feel his hardening
cock, very clearly.

�My gods, you�re sick,� she finally choked
out, not wanting to create a scene where the students would know he had �one
upped� her.

�Am I Hermione? Perhaps it could be you�re
just a prude,� he replied, before spinning her out.

Spinning her in again, she glared at him
and sniffed, �No I�m not. I just don�t like sexual advances from people I
dislike.�

�Come on Hermione, we�ve been teasing each
other for over four years,� Severus leaned in and whispered, �Isn�t that enough
time for foreplay?�

A gush of warmth seemed to surge from his
hot breath on her ear to burn in her belly before resting in between her
thighs.

The strains of the song coming to a close,
gave Hermione the perfect excuse to get away as she replied, �I�m sorry
Severus, but I believe it�s all one sided for you.�

Before slipping away with dignity and
grace, trying to hide the fact that his words had indeed excited her.

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The night seemed to drag on, as Hermione
continued to patrol the halls, and ripping students out of nooks and crannies.

How could she have let him get to her like
that? she thought as she angrily stood in front of a pair of seventh years, who
looked as if an avenging hell angel had discovered them.

How had he put it? Four years of foreplay?

The Seventh years quickly escaped after her
stern reprimand.

�She
continued to stalk the halls, and turning down a corner further into the
school, let out a muffled shriek as strong arms grabbed her from the side,
quickly covering her mouth with a hand.

Glaring at her captor, only to find
Severus, she bit his hand, causing him to let go of her mouth.

�What the hell do you think you�re doing?�
she hissed.

Quirking his brow he replied, �Kidnapping
you.� And a step backwards into a tapestry that seemed to fade into a fine
mist, Hermione found herself in an entirely new part of the castle she had
never seen before.

When he had sufficiently dragged her
kicking and screaming form down a dark and dingy passage, and around more turns
she could count, Severus let her go once they entered a rather airy ante room,
lined up with books everywhere.

Her eyes landed on a book, and with a quick
�Aha!� snatched it up before turning angrily to Severus. �This book has been
missing from the library for over ten years. So it�s you who has stolen it!�

�Madam Granger, how do you know it�s been missing
for over ten years? You�ve only been librarian for four.�

Lip curling, she replied, �I looked over
Madam Pince�s Missing
Books and When They Went Missing list obviously.�

�Well take the book if you like, it will
only go missing again.� Severus replied.

Hermione pressed her lips together, before
looking around her, her eyes finding even more missing library books. �Where am
I? You�re dragons den?�

�You could say that.� he replied, amused as
she flitted around the room picking up the missing library books and trying to
tuck them all into her arms.

�Why did you bring me here? I know it
wasn�t just for me to collect library books you stole,� she puffed, trying to
neatly pile a small book atop of the already tottering pile in her arms.

�Because quite simply, I want to fuck you.�

With a shriek and a stumble the books fell
to the floor, and Hermione stood there her�
mouth opening like a fish, her face entirely red. � Wha
� wha.. Fuck me?�

�Yes Madam Granger, fuck you.� He stepped
forward menacing her, his eyes tearing into hers. �Ever since you came here,
you�ve been taunting me with your little ass, your perceptive nature and the
insults.�

�Get away from me!� Hermione took a step
back, trying to squash the feeling fluttering in her stomach. �What do you mean
fine ass?�

�Oh Hermione,� he whispered softly, �You
may have tried to hide it, but the fact is, that you are simply beautiful.�

�Hide it? What do you mean?� she self
consciously tried to flatten her hair, only to get her fingers caught up in it.

Clasping her caught hand, Severus� methodically freed each finger as he replied,
�Madam Granger, you are the most horrid woman I have ever met, and for some
reason probably only known to God I seem to have become obsessed with you.�

�EXCUSE ME!� she sputtered, only to be
silenced by his mouth upon hers.

Her knees seemed to melt into a pile of goo, as she wrapped her arms around him.

When he pulled away, his expression hot, he
whispered, � and I� believe you�ve known
all along how just to turn me on. Come.�

Gobsmacked, and dreamy, Hermione let Severus lead her into a small joining
room where a large bed lay.

�You�re serious?� her round brown eyes
turned to his amused expression, �Because this is clearly a joke, ok Severus
you win for today.�

With a brief roll of his eyes, Severus
quickly removed his dress robes, his erection standing proud out of a thick
nest of black curls, his body lean and pale.

�Is this proof enough of my sincerity Madam
Granger? Or as I prefer to still call you, Hermione?� he purred.

�Uhm uh,� Hermiones eyes were fixed on his penis, gods Ron had never
been that big.

�Intimidated Hermione? Has it been you�ve
only engaged with Ronald Weasley?�

Her downcast eyes told all.

Within moments his arms were around her as
he hugged her, and comforted, she was acutely embarrassed about his erection
rubbing up against her.

�Severus, let go.�

�Why? What�s holding you back Hermione?�

�I- I � I�m not any good at sex.� Was her
quiet response.

Tilting her face up to his, Severus� eyes
were hard. �Bullshit.�

�But, it must be true because with Ron, he
always finished, and I never enjoyed it, so I figured it must have something to
do with me, and then when I saw him with that other witch, she enjoyed it so
much, so I figured I was one of those ice queens who never orgasmed
or anything.� Tears swam in her eyes.

�Hermione.� He said softly. With a quick
flick of his hand, her clothes disappeared, and with a shriek, she pushed away
from Severus trying to cover up.

�Don�t look at me! Give me back my clothes!
This joke has gone on for long enough!�

�Hermione look at me.�

His voice compelled her to look up into his
face.

�You�re beautiful. That bastard Ron had no
idea how to treat a woman, and that girl you saw him with was probably faking
it anyway.�

Warm brown eyes looked into his.

�Let me show you how a man loves a woman
Hermione.� He whispered, gently taking her hand and leading her to the bed.

Sitting her on the bed, he kneeled in front
of her, kissing her lips softly, until she was able to relax into him. Gently
pushing her fully onto the bed, Severus lay beside her as he continued to
sensually kiss her.

Relaxing into his kiss, Hermione began to
tentatively kiss him back, her breathing becoming more heavy.

It was true, that under the torments, that
she had seemed to plan her days around what she would do to Severus and
what� he would do to her.

His calloused hands softly caressed her
body, putting her at ease about it. She knew she wasn�t anything much to look
at, but how he made her feel made her realize that perhaps, she wasn�t that
bad.

Her body seemed to slowly burn everywhere
he touched, something that had never happened with Ron.

Breaking away from her lips, Severus lay
butterfly kisses across her face, and down her jaw line, finally caressing her
neck with his lips.

His slow worship of her body, caused
Hermione to give soft whimpers of pleasure.

Tonguing a path between her breasts, he
laved her nipples, gently sucking on them, the cold hot touch of his breath and
tongue stoked the fire burning in her thighs.

�Severus,� she whispered, as he nuzzled his
way down her stomach, kissing her belly button, before continuing down to her
pubic area. He looked up at her, asking for permission with her eyes.

Hermiones cheeks tinged red, as she gave a brief nod, before a slow chuckle
from Severus gets her attention.

Looking up at him again, anger in her eyes,
she opens her mouth to ask what�s so funny, when he replies, �Ron never did
this to you did he?�

�H-how do you know?�

�By your reluctance. Relax Hermione,
tonight I will do the work.�

�Alright Severus.. �

Without any preamble he begins to kiss her
thighs, his tongue carefully making its way to her soft wet lips, before gently
flicking his tongue inside of her.

�Delicious,� he purred, before nipping her
clitoris, his tongue loving her little pleasure spot.

�Oh gods, Severus,� Hermione moaned, her
hands clenching the bed sheets, �More.�

PHis tongue swirled� inside of
her, as he gently worked her to an orgasm, feeling her muscles clench around
him he drank in her sweet ambrosia, before sitting up, his eyes hotly looking
at her body. �Hermione,� he whispered before crawling back up and kissing her
full on the mouth letting her taste herself.

�And now to show you the other part of what
a man should do to a woman,� he breathed, �for you are more than ready.�

The trust in her eyes, told him that she
was ready, and he positioned himself at her entrance.

�Are you ready witch?�

�Yes. Severus.�

Gently easing himself into her, he groaned
in pleasure, as he lifted her legs higher so he could see him entering her.

�So wet and tight witch,� he hissed. Before
pulling out and giving her another thrust.

�Severus,� she moaned, �More.�

�More what?� he twisted inside of her,
enjoying her shriek of pleasure.

�More, fuck me dammit!�

�As you wish my dear librarian.� He growled
before picking up the pace.

The slapping of his loins against her ass
was audible throughout the room, while she hit the high notes, and a few low
notes, while Severus dominated her.

With a loud wail she came around him, and
unable to withhold any longer Severus came as well.

Falling down beside her, breathing heavy,
Severus smiled at Hermione.

�Marry me witch.�

Turning liquid brown eyes to him, she
smiled back in a post orgasmic haze, �Only if it means I can still prank you.�

Bringing her in for a kiss he murmured, �Of
course.� Before sealing the deal with a kiss.

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AN: Short sweet, and will probably be edited in the near future. Not
sure if I actually like this lemon at all, but I wanted to post something nice
for Valentines day, so it should be obvious I may have rushed things >>;

This could expand, but not in the near
future due to my other story somehow turning into some great epic that I need
to finish before I begin anything else serious!
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