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Detention Detour	By : Samantha_Gunn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 17665 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling! I do not own nor make money from the Harry Potter universe with this Fan Fic. This story is in no way affiliated with the Harry Potter Universe, which consequently I do not own any part of (unfortunately).

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Hermione Granger rushed through the dark dungeon corridors praying she would make it to her N.E.W.T. level potions class on time. The last time Ron had been late to professor Snape's class he spent detention cleaning out cauldron's for a week without magic. Hermione huffed as she sprinted around the last corner, her lungs and thighs burning. As she rounded the corner she smacked into a tall looming figure headed the opposite way down the corridor. The force of her collision knocked them both off of their feet, and they ended up sprawled in a tangled mess on the corridor floor.

In a daze Hermione looked down and prepared to tell of the person who had carelessly gotten in her way, until she met a pair of unwavering angry black eyes boring into her own.

“Miss Granger” said Professor Snape, “Not only are you late to my class, but in your careless rush you have knocked me over and made us both late!”

Hermione's eyes widened with horror, “I’m so sorry professor, I didn't mean to knock you over-”

“That much is obvious Miss Granger” he interrupted “Twenty points from Gryffindor for knocking me over, another twenty points for being late, and weeks worth of detentions in my office!” He finished with an angry sneer.

“But professor I-”

“Do not argue Miss Granger, my office eight O’clock. Do not be late.”

“Yes professor.”

“Now if you please Miss Granger, remove your person from lap.”

Hermione looked down and noticed their position for the first time. She was not only sitting in her professor’s lap, but she had somehow ended up straddling him in a very inappropriate way. Her cheeks burned bright red, and her body started tingling as she realized how sexual their position was. She got up quickly, not wanting the professor to notice her arousal. She turned down the corridor to enter his class, but she was stopped by one of his perfect, sinewy hands. The tension in the air was palpable as Hermione froze, afraid he would call her out on her aroused state.

“Miss Granger if you think I would allow you to attend my class after being so late you are very mistaken."

“Yes professor.”

Hermione exhaled in relief, he didn't know! Hermione turned back down the corridor, and hurried off to her private quarters on the fifth floor. Luckily she did not meet anyone on the way up, so she was able to make it to the fifth floor in record time. All the way down the corridor on the left hand side was a small portrait of a young milkmaid, the milkmaid curtsied and asked Hermione for the password.

“Dental floss.”

A portion of the wall came forward then moved off to the side, allowing Hermione to enter her private common room. Being Head Girl certainly had its perks. Over the summer Hermione had designed her own living quarters and sent the plans to Hogwarts a week before school started, just as Dumbledore specified in her Hogwarts letter.

Like everything Hermione touched, the plans for her living quarters were spectacular. Her main common room was shaped like a hexagon, and four of the five walls in the common room were taken up with huge bookshelves packed full of books from a variety of subjects, muggle and magical. The last wall in the room contained a large fireplace with a pot of floo powder resting on top. (As Head Girl Hermione was able to come and go from the castle as she pleased, as long as it did not interfere with her school work.) Behind two of the bookshelves were doors: one led to the fifth floor corridor and the other led to her bedroom. In the center of the room was a large couch and several armchairs centered around a very large circular table. There were also two cozy armchairs directly in front of the fireplace.

She passed all of these fixtures and furnishings and stopped in front of the bookshelf that held on muggle books. She pulled the spine of Dante's Inferno, watched as the bookcase swung open, and entered. Her bedroom was large and contained a queen sized four poster bed that faced the front door, a dresser and two night stands, and a large mahogany desk covered in neatly organized papers and school books. To her left was a door that lead to her walk in closet, (which Ginny frequently told her was tragically wasted on her) and to her right was a door that lead to her enormous private bathroom, fully equipped with a very large bathtub and separate shower.

Hermione put her school bag down on a table next to the door and hung her cloak on the peg next to the table. She entered her private washroom, deciding a nice relaxing bath would get rid of her persistent arousal. After turning on several of her favorite taps around the tub, Hermione undressed and slid into the gargantuan tub. She sat on the ledge around the inside of the tub and leaned her head back, thinking of the predicament she had gotten herself into. Detention with Snape. Yikes. But the more she thought of her detention the more she thought of the man himself. Those dark brooding eyes seemed to bore into her very soul every time he looked at her, those long pale hands were always so careful and attentive when brewing a potion, and his voice. Oh his voice. So deep and erotic, rolling over her in sensual waves whenever he spoke.

Slowly Hermione's hands began to knead her breasts under water, imagining professor Snape’s hands kneading in place of hers, pinching her nipples, and whispering erotic nothings into her ear with his resounding voice. One of her hands then traveled sensuously down her naked torso, until it reached the core of her arousal. She slid one finger into her slit and began to pump in and out at a leisurely pace, moaning every time she hit an extra sensitive spot. Her other hand continued to tweak one of her breasts, sending little jolts of electric pleasure down to her clit. She slid a second finger into her sopping slit and began to pump faster as lewd thoughts of her professor filled her head. The hand that fondled her breasts also became more frantic and rough, then she slid it down her stomach to fondle her clit. The moment she started rubbing her clit, the pleasure doubled, and her hips started rocking forward against her hand. She was getting close, so she inserted a third finger and pumped faster and harder, imagining professor Snape pounding into her wet slit with his thick cock. This thought sent her over the edge into an orgasm so intense it was almost painful, screaming her professors name as her slick walls clenched tightly around her fingers.

When the tremors of her orgasm came to end she removed her hand and slumped down against the side of the tub, glowing in the after effects of her orgasm. Her thoughts traveled back to her detention tonight, maybe she would be able to talk professor Snape and explain the reason she was late, and convince him to go easier on her.
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