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Detention?	By : mysticxox Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 19847 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Detention!

No amount of soothing words from Ginny or strange explanations from Luna (apparently she had seen a 'Fraksworth' buzzing around his head which caused him to act out of character-in Hermione's opinion, he acted exactly in character!) could cheer Hermione up.

She had ruined her perfect record with a detention! A small part of her mind noticed that this meant she would be spending an entire evening with Professor Snape but this only made her more frustrated.

"Talk about walking into temptation", she muttered to herself as her and Ginny made their way to Gryffindor tower.

"What was that Hermione?" Ginny asked, turning to her.

"Ah…nothing Gin", she answered, pasting a smile on her face and walking into their dormitory. "I better get ready for detention. What do you think he'll make me do?"

Ginny gave her a sympathetic grimace. "Well…based on personal experience, I would say something along the lines of stacking his potion books or scrubbing the cauldrons. Nothing that even minutely resembles fun!"

Hermione pondered over these scenarios. The tasks would be easy but she wasn't sure how much she could accomplish with him watching her. She felt her cheeks burn as she thought of what he would do if she walked in wearing something…different.

"Hey Gin?" she asked, turning to the red-head with sudden inspiration, "There aren't any rules that say you have to wear uniform robes to detention, are there?"

Ginny looked at her with confusion. "Why would you ask me that? You're the one who reads the school rules at the start of each year."

"Only because some of the rules might have changed from year to year and…" she trailed off as she saw the humour twinkling in Ginny's eyes and gave a exasperated sigh.

"Oh never mind. I'm going to get ready now".

Ginny stood up and gave her a hug. Hermione was just about to pick out the outfit she had in mind when Ginny looked over her shoulder and said, "He's pretty hot! Good luck!"

Hermione's mouth fell open as she turned around, watching the saucy red-head give her a wink before skipping down the stairs, no doubt to have her daily conversation with Harry over the floo.

"Is it that obvious?" Hermione murmured to herself as she got changed, grabbing her school robe to wear on top of her outfit. She didn't want her outfit to be seen by anyone other than Snape.

Severus waited in his lab, attempting to prepare for this evening's detention. He had thought it through and decided he really couldn't trust himself to stay in the same room as her.

He heard the prompt knock on his door and Hermione's voice call out his name. "Professor? Are you in here?"

He rubbed his hands over his face quickly before walking out of the lab to meet her in his classroom. She looked nervous and Severus had to stop himself from reassuring her with a kiss.

He hated seeing her worried but it would not help either of them if he gave her any indication of his feelings. He had always secretly admired her for her brains, determination…even her aptitude for trouble but she was his student. Perhaps when she graduated…

He stopped his thoughts from going any further as Hermione stared at him, waiting for instructions. "Your first detention with me Miss Granger", he tried to cover it but Hermione noticed his voce was huskier than usual. That was a good sign, right?

And this was before he had seen her outfit. She bit her lip to keep from smiling as he closed and warded the classroom door behind them.

"Your task today is to arrange my books in chronological order. You may start at once. I will be working on a potion in the lab". Satisfied that he had managed to stay firm, he started to leave the room, only to be stopped by Hermione's voice as she said, "But Professor Snape. The school rules say a teacher must constantly supervise a student during detention. It's been the rule for years!"

Snape closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Trust her to have read the school rules! She was so…perfect.

He opened his eyes as he realized he was completely smitten but pushed the thought away as he turned back to her.

"I will simply be in the next room Miss Granger. Surely, that is considered supervising?" He groaned inwardly as she shook her head, her lips set in determination.

She wasn't going to let him get away that easily! She had noticed his eyes taking in her figure when she first came in and had seen a spark of heat enter them before he had managed to reign in control.

"You have to stay here Professor. In the same room. With me", her voice trailed off at the end as she took a deep breath and gathered her courage for the next step. She quickly glanced back at the locked classroom door before taking a step towards him.

"Besides Professor, if you left you would miss out on…" She undid the clasp of her robe, shrugging it off her shoulders as she reached him. Her robe pooled at her feet as she said, "…This".

Severus couldn't bring himself to move as the object of his fantasies moved towards him, speaking in a seductive whisper. He wasn't even sure if she realized the effect she had on him but all thoughts of propriety and control fled his mind as he took in her outfit.

She was wearing a short black miniskirt and thin white shirt that left little to the imagination. He could see a black, lace bra under her shirt and as his eyes raked in her form, he couldn't help notice two peaks stick out from beneath the flimsy fabric.

"You're aroused", he whispered the words, wonder clouding his tone, "By me?"

She shivered.

Hermione could barely comprehend his words when his eyed were looking at her like that. Like he wanted to…oh Merlin. She hoped it wasn't her imagination.

"Professor?" she held his gaze, her hand lifted to stroke his cheek before she could think about her actions. He leaned into her touch, rubbing his cheek against her soft palm.

His arm came around her waist, pulling her to him and his lips decended on hers, just like in her dreams.

They were glorious. Soft and warm and demanding as they pressed, nibbled and suckled hers. She felt his tongue trace her bottom lip and her mouth opened of its own accord, granting him entrance.

His tongue stroked against hers and she felt his other hand reach up to cup her breast over the material of her shirt. She moaned into his mouth, unconsciously rubbing against him as her skin was assaulted by his touch.

The sound made the throbbing bulge in his pants even larger and it took a great amount of effort for him to pull away and hold her at arm's length, both of them panting for air.

Hermione could hardly contain herself as his scent wrapped around her, powerful and masculine. She thought she could smell traces of herbs too, perhaps from the various potions he brewed in his spare time.

"Professor", her eyes pleaded with him and he felt his body respond to the erotic picture she presented. His hands went to release her hair from its confines, watching in fascination as it tumbled down to her shoulders. The slight frizziness only made it and her more appealing to his eyes.

His gaze was drawn to her breasts, the peaks straining against the fabric and he saw Hermione shift her legs in an attempt to relieve some of the tension at her throbbing, wet core.

"Call me Severus", it wasn't what he had meant to say but it was what came out as he lifted his eyes back to her face, gently leading her backwards until her legs hit the large wooden desk at the front of the classroom.

"Severus", the name rolled erotically off her tongue as she looked at him, a smile curving the corners of her mouth. He felt the last shreds of control unravel as his name fell off her lips. He lifted her onto the desk, his hands going to her shirt and removing it easily.

Her breathing increased as he rubbed his thumb against her left peak, over her bra, his mouth following his fingers.

As he gently suckled over the material of her bra, Hermione tangled her hands in his hair and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, moaning as her need began to build.

"Severus…please", she groaned as his lips left her breast but leaned into him again as both his hand began to work on the clasps of her bra, removing it in seconds.

His hands took a moment to admire and squeeze the large, milky globes, cupping them and pulling them slightly upwards as she moaned. Her nipples had hardened even more as they were exposed to the cold air of the dungeons and he dropped his head, taking one into his warm mouth and gently suckling it as her moans increased in volume.

He gave the other one the same treatment then pulled away to watch her face as his hands roamed her body, leaving a trail of fire over her sensitive skin. "Oh…Severus".

She wanted him so much. Wanted him to touch her more but his lips kissed the base of her throat before she could say anything. "As your teacher, do you agree I should be in command?" he asked, his voice husky as she writhed under his touch.

"Yes", she gasped out and nearly cried with frustration when his hands left her body. "Is it your first time?" he asked and she nodded, eyes still glazed with lust.

His chuckle shot right down to her core and she shifted her legs again, trying to get some friction to relieve her need. His eyes caught the movement and his hands clamped onto her thighs, over her skirt, parting them and stepping between them.

"Do as I instruct you", his voice was low, husky but still conveyed that sense of command, which was a part of his charm. She nodded, mutely, willing to obey without hesitation.

"Roll up your skirt", she did as she was told, thankful for having such little material to roll up. Now her knickers were visible to him, plain-white cotton that brought a smile to his lips.

"Are you wet?" he asked her and caught her nod as she ducked her head in embarrassment. His arm went around her waist and the other hand caught her chin, tilting her head up until their eyes locked.

"I want you", his words were direct, the passion and heat clear in his eyes and she gasped at the emotions that rocked through her at these words. "But you have to promise to answer my questions and follow my commands". She nodded again.

He moved his hand from her face to the place where she longed to be touched, stroking one thumb over the area and making her even wetter. She could feel the wetness soaking the thin scrap of material she wore. Would he ever give her relief?

His hands left her again and he took a step back, starting to remove his own robes as he ordered, "Take that off". She stood up, weakly and removed her underwear, feeling some of the wetness slide down her leg.

Although he hadn't asked, she removed her skirt as well, hoping he wouldn't mind. His eyes caught hers as she settled back on the table, keeping her thighs together, clenched tightly. She was terrified that, what she perceived as a flood between her legs, would flow out if she opened them.

As if reading her thoughts, Severus chuckled, the sound causing her core to throb harder. He stepped up to her, completely naked like she was, his organ engorged with arousal.

"Open your legs witch", his order was punctuated by a hard kiss to her lips and his hand fondled one of her breasts. She hardly noticed when his knee pushed between her legs, opening her thighs. His lips left hers and his hands held her thighs apart, leaving her open to his gaze and she blushed scarlet as he licked his lips.

"May I?" she heard the humour behind his voice. He knew she was too aroused to even contemplate stopping him. In fact, she had to swallow the urge to thread her hands through his hair and push him to the part of her that needed his attention.

He chuckled again before waving a hand towards his chair, which positioned itself behind him. He seated himself on it, placing his hands on Hermione's hips and pulling her towards him. His mouth began to feast on her, his tongue diving in to collect her juices before drinking them down. He lazily circled her clit, revelling in her mewls of delight and groans of frustration as he teased her, building her need.

"Tell me Hermione", he reverted to her first name as he gently stroked her clit with his thumb, not moving hard enough to make her go over the edge. He stood up, cupping her core with his hand and watching as Hermione shuddered from his warmth seeping into her intimate area.

"Tell me what you want me to do to you", he bend over her, resting his head against her shoulder and whispering in her ear, his warm breath teasing her even more.

Hermione stayed silent but cried out in protest when he took his hands off her again. "Tell me", this time it was a command, one she was hard pressed to obey.

"I…" she became aware of her warm cheeks as her need simmered down slightly without Severus stimulating her swollen nub. She couldn't get the words out. She had never said them before and Severus smirked at her, covering her lips with his own and pushing her back against the desk in the process.

She was lying down now, his body pressed firmly against hers, his erection throbbing against her tight abdomen, making her wetter as his tongue explored the crevices of her mouth.

He pulled away, one hand on her waist, the other resting gently on the curls of hair that covered her womanhood. "What do you want me to do to you?"

At her hesitance he removed his hands and chuckled quietly when her hands stopped him. "I…please…Severus…I can't" she stammered, pleading with him to give her release without this torture.

"Tell me", he mumbled it against her neck as he placed open-mouthed kisses down the pale column, moving his mouth to the valley of her breasts as her breathing became more laboured. She was so turned on.

She could feel her core, begging for attention, throbbing in expectation and she finally gave in, her husky voice making his erection ever more pronounced, to the point of pain.

"Touch me Severus. Touch me and…take me".

He groaned against her breasts, moving his mouth back up to meet hers while his hand explored lower, to her throbbing core.

His fingers delicately traced the swollen lips that surrounded her nub, stroking them and making her moan into his mouth. His other hand was tangled in her hair, pulling her closer as his fingers manipulated her clit, stroking harder. He knew she was near as she began to buckle against him, moaning with ecstasy.

He could feel his fingers coated with her juices and finally pulled back, pushing the heel of his hand against her sensitive nub and watching tenderly as her eyes glazed over and she came violently against him, rubbing against his hand in the process.

He began to kiss her thighs, now hanging limply from the desk, as she recovered and got her breath back. His arousal was painful. No witch had ever had this effect on him and all he could think of was how responsive she was and how good she would feel, clenching around him.

Her first time. Being gentle was challenging when she responded so passionately to his touches but he reigned in the primal animal in him that was fighting for release and kissed his way up his body, to her mouth.

Hermione was already wet again. She couldn't believe how much she needed him. His organ was pressing against her stomach again and she shifted slightly, causing Severus to moan into her mouth.

"Take me", she hardly recognized her gravelly voice as she wound her arms around his neck, allowing him to pull her upright.

"We should do this on a bed", he murmured to her but she shook her head. She had waited long enough!

"Right here, now". She opened her legs wider, pulling him closer, trying to coax him into deflowering her. Severus didn't need much encouragement. He could barely contain himself as it was and her voice affected him more than he was willing to admit.

She felt him position his large member against her opening. She felt herself stretching, trying to accommodate his wide girth and she groaned in frustration when he moved in slightly then moved back, repeating the movements as he watched the tip of his member getting coated. She was already so tight and he knew he wouldn't be able to keep control for long once he was inside her.

She rolled her hips, wantonly urging him on and he fought to keep control, grabbing her hips with his hands and forcing them to still. Hermione groaned out, "Severus!"

She knew he was depriving her of what she wanted most. "It will hurt the first time", his low voice only made her wetter as she nodded, barely controlling the urge to roll her eyes.

Of course it would hurt! She had read that in plenty of books. Why was he lecturing her now?

She gasped as he took her hand in one of his and positioned it over her clit, showing her how to stimulate it and making her desire grow. "Keep going", his husky voice commanded and she obeyed, feeling his guiding hand slip back to her waist as he watched her.

He could see and feel her arousal as the tip of his member became coated with more juices and when he saw her back arch slightly as she closed her eyes and unintentionally pushed her breasts out towards his face, he could take no more. She was aroused enough, he thought as he pulled her to him, burying his head between her bouncing breasts as he thrust in, hard and fast, breaking the barrier and entering the sanctuary no man had entered before him.

He heard her cry out in pain and lifted his head, pressing a kiss against her neck. Her hand had left her clit as the pain of his penetration shot through her and he replaced it with his own hand, rubbing gently as he tried to stimulate her throbbing core into giving her pleasure.

No book had prepared Hermione for that searing pain and she couldn't help crying out. Now, she started to feel the pain slowly ebb away as the pleasurable tingling sensation started to take over. She knew it was Severus, rubbing her clit gently and then harder, making her grow wet as the pain took a backseat to her arousal.

She was so tight around him, clenching and trying to milk him before he was ready. "Hold onto me witch", he whispered the words against her neck and felt her arms come around him again as she responded to his command.

This submission she displayed aroused him more and he began to move slowly, groaning as Hermione practicaly purred from the sensations he caused in her. She felt him, deep inside, filling her completely and her nails dug into his back, urging him to go faster, deeper, harder. She wanted all he had to give and Severus responded, his cock slamming into her and causing her to cry out as he hit her sweet spot again and again.

He gave one final thrust, feeling her walls tighten around him and whispering the last command in her ear, "Come for me Hermione".

His words combined with his member plunging into her that deep caused her to cry out as her release rolled over them both, him shooting his stream of release into her a second later.

She fell back against the desk, feeling his arms cushion her as he came to rest against her neck, both panting for breath. Hermione's eyes were half-closed as she stroked Severus's dark hair back from his sweaty forehead, pressing a gentle kiss to it and chuckling at the satisfied smile on his face.

He looked at her once he had recovered, resting his weight on one arm as he studied her. She had a tender look in her eyes. She looked at him as if…

He gulped. He could clearly see the love in her eyes and he knew he loved her back but she was his student.

He pulled out of her, heaping her sit up and pulling her against him so she could rest her head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent.

She smiled as he nuzzled her neck. This had been some detention!

"Hermione…what we did. It was inappropriate", he tried to push her back slightly, tried to take the situation back into the realms of reality though he knew it would cause them both pain after what they had just shared.

She knew exactly what he was trying to do. Be the adult. Act like the teacher he was but she was going to have her say too.

"Severus", she whispered to him, pulling back only to frame his face with her hands. No matter what he said, his love for her could be clearly seen in his dark eyes and she knew that would get them through this.

"I know what you're going to say. What we did is inappropriate but I'm a legal adult and this is my last year here. I don't want this to end, us to end. Do you?" She waited for his answer, watching the emotions play across his face-tenderness, fear, love, worry and finally happiness as he wrapped his arms around her and gave her a deep kiss, filled with passion.

"Is that a no?" she asked when he let her pull back and he chuckled, pressing another kiss to her soft lips. "I love you. You are an amazing witch, an extraordinary woman and I would be a fool to let you go just because you're going to be my student for another eight months".

The answer was enough for her. He wanted her to share his bed but she knew she should get back to her dormitory.

"I'll see you in class tomorrow", she murmured to him as he reluctantly kissed her goodnight and let her take the floo to her rooms. Hermione snuck in quietly, praying no one was awake and would catch her in her half-torn clothes. She had no idea how they had managed to get them torn but the delicious ache between her legs reminded her there would be plenty more to come in the next eight months and hopefully, even after she graduated.

No wizard could ever make her feel like that, she was sure. She had got into her bed, thinking she was in the clear when the curtains she had drawn around herself opened, revealing a red-headed figure with long hair and a smirk on her face. "So…?" Ginny whispered, her eyes mischievous.

"So what?" Hermione mumbled, trying to cover herself with her bed covers. She hadn't changed her clothes yet.

"So I'm guessing he's a big, sexy animal", Ginny giggled quietly at Hermione's gasp, "Well…you would know better of course. I'm just judging from the state of your clothes".

She left a red-faced Hermione behind, whispering a quiet, "Tell me all the details tomorrow…if he doesn't corner you before breakfast that is".

Hermione threw her pillow in Ginny's general direction. He wouldn't want her again so soon, would he?

She wanted him but there was probably something wrong with her. She craved sex with him like a drug but he was a mature wizard. He wouldn't be this obsessed.

Ginny's statement proved true, however, when Severus managed to pull her into one of the rarely used corridors of Hogwarts, casting a blindfold charm over all the curious portraits and having his wicked way with her before she could go down to breakfast.

"I love you", he whispered, giving her a kiss as they parted ways, making plans to meet again that night in his chambers. A schedule, she knew, would be repeated many times in the future.

One thing was for sure. It looked like Hermione would be getting a lot of detention this year…and strangely, she didn't mind one bit!

Author's note:- So...I'm thinking of adding a sequel? Nothing substantial, just some of the 'bedroom activities' Hermione and Snape get up to!

I might also expand their relationship after her graduation. These will be separate stories.

Please rate and review! I love hearing your thoughts and ideas =)
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