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Detention Detour	By : Samantha_Gunn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 17663 -:- 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 sat down at the Gryffindor table next to Harry and began filling her plate with perfectly proportionate amounts of roast, corn, and mashed potatoes. Directly across from her Ron was once again shoving his face like some grotesque starving man.

"Why weren't you in Snape's class today Hermione?" he asked around a full mouth of roast beef.

"Well I was nearly late to class, so I ran down to the dungeons. As I turned the corner I smacked right into Professor Snape just outside his classroom. He gave me a weeks worth of detentions for being late and didn't allow me to sit in on class because I made him late as well."

"Maybe that's why he was in such a fowl mood today..." said Harry.

"What do you mean?"

"Well right as class started he burst into the room-"

"Like a great ugly bat-"

"Ronald Weasley! Professor Snape is not an ugly bat!" said Hermione "Please continue Harry."

"Like I was saying, Snape burst into the room and started taking points from everyone, even the Slytherins. He took twenty points from Malfoy for talking to Pansy, and another twenty when he tried to complain about it."

"That's odd... I can understand him being angry, but angry enough to take away points from his own house? It seems a little extreme."

"Well Snape's always been a bit screwy hasn't he?" said Ron, this time around a mouthful of corn and potatoes. Harry nodded his head in agreement.

"Have you two forgotten what Snape has done for us? For the entire Wizarding world? If he hadn't double crossed Voldemort, we might not have won the war. You need to give up your childish grudge against him, and let the past go."

"Easy for you to say, he doesn't hate your guts just because he was jealous of your dad. Talk about holding on the past." said Harry, while Ron loaded up his plate for thirds and nodded his head in vigorous agreement.

"You two are insufferable, and I need to get to my detention." Hermione got up from the table and promptly left the hall for the dungeons.

Once down in the dungeons Hermione hesitated outside of professor Snape's classroom door. Images from her fantasy started playing themselves in her mind, and she began to worry. What if he looked into her mind and found out what she really thought of him? Would he be repulsed and tell the Headmaster? Would he try to get her kicked our of school? If only she was better at Occlumancy... Surely a master like him would be able to brush right passed her meager barriers.

She looked down at her watch, it was 6:59. She decided it was time to stop dawdling outside his classroom and get this detention over with. Hermione knocked on the classroom door but received no response from within. So she decided to go right inside, but the door was locked tight.

"That's strange. Alohamora"

She entered the classroom on high alert, but there didn't seem to be anyone inside. At the far end of the classroom a section of the wall was wide open, so she went over and peeked in. There was was a medium sized common room with a fireplace, bookshelves, and rather cozy fluffy chairs. There was also a dark hallway directly across from her on the other side of the room. Deducing that these must be her professor's private quarters, she turned to sit down in one of the classroom desks and wait for him to come out.

Then she heard it, a painful groan was coming from somewhere inside of his quarters. Without a second thought she ran in, wand drawn, and sped down the dark hallway at the end of his quarters. The first room she came across was a large study, but there was no one inside. The next room seemed to be the master bedroom, here the sounds were much louder but the room itself was empty. At the far side of the room there was a closed door, but she could see the crack of light underneath and she knew someone was inside.

She crept closer to the door, pricking her ears for any sign of an ambush. Then she heard a sound that chilled her to the bone. He let out another load groan through his teeth.

"Hermione..."

Hermione burst into the room, a hex ready in her throat, then she stopped at the sight before her. He was naked as the day he was born, desperately clutching his manhood over the toilet. She looked up at his face, and saw his shock and disbelief. She had burst into his bathroom, while he was masturbating. Naked. All she could do was stand and stare. It seemed like her fantasy had come true, she was with her professor while he was naked and aroused. He didn't seem to know what to do either. he seemed to be frozen in place by surprise and her hungry stare. She was the first to recover.

"Umm... I'll just wait in the classroom" she whispered, than ran back into the potions classroom.

She sat there for ten minutes, committing the image of his naked glory into her mind. He had said her name, just before she burst in, he was thinking of her. She was giddy with excitement, maybe her fantasies could become a reality. Maybe just maybe...

But then she became increasingly nervous, what if she had heard him wrong? What if he hadn't said her name after all? He was going to be furious with her for entering his private rooms without permission. Would he punish her? What if he found a way to get her expelled? But that wouldn't be fair...

He might give her detentions for the rest of the school year, or take away her Hogsmeade privileges-

"Miss Granger I am not going to get you expelled or take away your privileges. I actually don't know what to do." he sat at his desk and put his head in his hands. "This... situation is unique."

Hermione didn't know what to say either, the whole situation was so strange. Finally, she spoke up: "Maybe I should make the potion from class today. That will give us both time to collect our thoughts..."

Her professor seemed to relax "That is an excellent idea Miss Granger," he became more confident, "tonight you will brew the healing potion Neveah. If it is brewed to satisfaction I will give it to Madam Pomphrey for use in the Hospital Wing."

Hermione busied herself with making the healing potion, it was a simple potion so her mind was allowed to wander, and wander it did. She couldn't stop thinking about what she had seen in the professor's quarters. As images of his thick hard cock sliding in and out of his hand filled her mind, she added five leeches and two scoops of beetle eyes to the potion. She thought of the sounds he made while touching himself, steadily stirring the potion clockwise until it attained the deep blue color described in her book. She wished it could have been her instead of his own hand.

After adding two pinches of powered wormwood and stirring the potion three times counter clockwise, it turned a lovely light blue color and she was finished. Hermione wiped her brow and looked up at the professor who was intently staring at her. "I've finished the potion professor."

"Well done Miss Granger." He flicked his wand and the potion disappeared "I will give it to Poppy tomorrow morning. Right now we have something important to discuss. Would you accompany me into my common room?"

Dumbfounded at how politely he was treating her, Hermione nodded her head mutely and followed him into his private quarters.

"Please take a seat." he motioned to the squishy armchair directly across from his own. "Firewhiskey? I know I need some." Hermione nodded and he went to a cabinet next the far bookshelf and took out a bottle and two glasses. He brought them over, poured two very generous shares and sat back down. "I deeply regret that you saw me... Indisposed earlier, and I can't began to apologize enough. But what I'm most curious about, is how you got into my chambers."

"Well I came down for detention and the door to the potions classroom was locked, I knocked but eventually I had let myself in. I noticed that a section of wall in the back of the room was open and I peeked inside."

"The passageway to my chambers was wide open? And the door to the classroom was locked?"

"Yes sir, I wouldn't have entered your chambers sir, except I thought you might be in danger. You were making rather... interesting noises."

"You did not encounter any enchantments or wards when you entered my quarters?"

"No sir, I just walked right in."

"This is very troubling." he sat back in his armchair, nursing his whiskey "I am a very private man Miss Granger, and I do not take security lightly. I have ten wards, two concealing enchantments, three alarms and one intruder jinx cast on the door to my quarters. I did not feel any of them go off. The only other person in this castle who has access to my chambers is Albus Dumbledore. And I have never locked the potions classroom, it's not as if students are lining up in droves to come into my classroom." He took a deep swig of whiskey and looked passed her shoulder in deep thought.

"Sir, are you implying someone has broken into your quarters?"

"Yes Miss Granger, unfortunately I am."

"Well what could they be after?"

"A number of things, I am in possession of many rare texts and objects, or they could have been after me. I'm on many shit lists as a result of the part I played in the war." He didn't seem to affected by his own words, but Hermione was. She couldn't imagine life without him, he was amazing. So she changed the subject quickly.

"Professor, may I ask you a more personal question?"

"I don't see why not Miss Granger, it's not as if you haven't seen me in a very personal position."

"Why were you, um..."

"Masturbating?"

"Yes. You knew I would be here for detention at seven, so why do that now? Why not wait until our detention was over?"

Her professor looked at her quizzically, and cocked his head to the side. "That is a very good question Miss Granger, one that I do not have the answer to. I was so caught up in my embarrassment, I did not stop and think about how I got into the bathroom. I don't know why it happened, or how it happened. One moment I was grading papers in my study, and the next I was stark naked in the bathroom stroking myself while you looked on."

She blushed at his choice of words, and looked away. "Well it looks like we have a Masturbation Mystery on our hands." she joked, and to her surprise he laughed. His laugh was masculine and joyful, very different from the stony exterior he masqueraded in. "I've never heard you laugh before professor, it's a nice sound."

He looked taken aback by her comment, "Well if I was to laugh in class you all would think I had gone soft."

"You might be right about that... But you can't remember what happened between the time you were grading papers, and the time I walked in?"

He paused and looked away from her. "While I was... Engaged with myself, I was having a very vivid fantasy. It was so real, and so erotic. I've never had a fantasy like that before."

"It sounds like someone drugged you, do you remember eating or drinking anything while you were grading?"

"I had a glass of water while I was grading, but I checked it before I drank from it, as I do with all food and beverages I consume. I do not enjoy the irony of a Potion's Master being poisoned."

"Did you check it for more harmless substances? Like a lust potion?"

"I would have known if I'd drank a lust potion, it's side-affects aren't very subtle. There is one potion the could have have slipped under my radar, but it's practically impossible to brew." He got up and went down to his study, lost in thought. Hermione sat there for a second, before deciding to follow him. She entered his study and watched him preform a complicated set of wand movements over a glass on the table. Suddenly, a puff of red smoke shot out of his glass and swirled around his wand. The color drained from his face, and he turned to look at Hermione.

"Shit."
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