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The Bet	By : Madness Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 8458 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Bet
- 2-Dare
- 3-Detention
- 4-Telling off
- 5-The Kiss
- 6-Blackmail
- 7-Shock
- 8-Home
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Warning: Mature images later in chapter

That night hermione made her way down to Snape's office. Under her robes she on a red zip-up top and a demin skirt. It had only been a few days since she had made the bet with Seamus and already had Snape where she wanted him. It was only a matter of time before he would succumb to her. Hermione knocked on Snape's office door and waited, causually leaning against the wall. The door opened abruptly and a very hacked of looking Snape appeared at the door.

"Miss Granger." Snape acknowledged. He obseberved her leaning against the door frame and raised his eyebrows. "Come with me."

"I wish I could Professor." Hermione smiled flirttatiously and follwed him inside, he shut the door and then relised the intended pun.

"Miss Granger, there will be no coming in this detention. Do you undertand?" Snape sat behind his desk and motioned Hermione to sit opossite him.

"If you say so Professor." Hermione crossed her legs and snape saw the insides of her creamy thighs. He inwardly groaned. This was going to be even more difficult then he'd imagined. With the combined effort of her wit and body, it was nearly to much to bear.

Hermione watched him compose himself and smiled. She wasn't going to take the next step. He could, she'd done her work. All she had to do now, was take a back seat and her fantasy would be complete.

"I do say so, Miss Granger. Why are you smiling?" Snape was now becoming increasingly aroused. Her hair fell seductively around her shoulders and he couldn't take his eyes of her exposed legs.

"Sorry, Professor. What are you staring at?" Hermione had noticed him looking at her legs.

"Miss Granger. I have a right to stare." Snape stood up and folded his arms. "Now. Take off your robes."

Hermione's heart leap and she also stood up. "You want me to take of my robes?" She asked. It was working.

"Yes. Thats what I said Miss Granger. Take them off." Snape began to pace around his office.

Hermione look them off and placed them over the chair. Snape looked at the clothes she was wearing. A sleeveless, red, zip up top and a demin skirt. Her shoulders lookked silky smooth and...well, it was just driving him to distraction.

"Now. Go and clean the classroom. " He ordered.

"Clean the classroom?" Hermione's heart plummeted. He was now gaining control of the situation. That had to be rectified.

"Yes Miss Granger. I told you, or did you fail to comprehend. There will be no coming in this detention." Snape opened the door and Hermione walked out. Inside the classroom Snape handed her a bucket of water and a cloth. How dare he, she thought.

Snape watched her dip the cloth in the water and squeeze it out. This was just to throw her off track. It wasn't over yet

Hermione got on her knees and began to scrub the floor. Snape walked around to the front of the classroom and stood watching Hermione mournfully cleaning the floor. After about an hour Hermione had had enough. She flung the cloth back into the bucket and stood up, massaging her aching back.

"I don't recall telling you to stop, Miss Granger." Snape advanced on her.

"Well...I'm aching all over now and just want to go and have a hot shower." Hermione had said that to get him to picture her naked under the steaming water.

Snape found an image of Hermione, naked, under the hot jets of water and felt himself becoming aroused.

"Miss Granger. There is a suitable shower in my quarters if you care to use it." Snape said softly. What had he just said!

Hermione's heart leapt into her mouth. What was he up too? Who cares! She was winning the bet!

"I would like that Professor." Hermione smiled and followed him through a hidden door behind a tapestry. She felt aroused and a dampness had started between her thighs.

"Just through there, Miss Granger." Snape pointed towards an oak door just off the bedroom. Hermione looked around the room. There was an enormous four-poster bed, with silk sheets and hangings, all in the colours of slytherin. Apart from that a couple of chairs by the fire that had just sprung into life from a wave of Snape's wand. It now roared a bright orange.

Hermione pushed the door open and stepped inside. The floor was marble and a walk-in shower was to her immediate left. She pushed the door to and stripped off. Then turning the shower on, she stepped inside, pulling the gauze curtain around her.

Snape heard the shower and the torrents of water splashing over Hermione. He sat down on the egde of the bed and sighed. What was he going to do? He couldn't fight his attraction to her and his desire to hear her moan in pleasure because of his touch. He looked up and saw that she hadn't closed the door properly.

Hermione got out of the shower and looked around for a towel. She couldn't find one.

"Professor. Could you pass me a towel please." Hermione called.

Snape jumped. He'd forgoten to put any fresh towels in the bathroom. He got a towel out of the drawers by his bed and catiously, went up to the door. He pushed the door slightly open and Hermione's hand took the towel. She wrapped it round her dripping body and picked up her clothes. Hermione felt practically on fire with arousal and stepped into Snape's bedroom. He turned around, expecting Hermione to be dressed.

"Miss Granger. Why aren't you dressed?" He asked through gritted teeth. Sporadic strands of Hermione's hair were wet and her shoulders glistened with water.

"Because, Severus- you don't mind if I call you that do you?" Hermione smiled at his expression.

Damn her! That was it. Snape went up to her and took her in his arms. He kissed her lips passionately, down to her neck then her shoulders. Hermione groaned and the towel slipped off her body. She was winning the bet! How was she going to get proof though? Who cares. Snape was going to shag her!

Snape put his hands around her body as he kissed her everywhere. Finally he came to her swelling breasts and caressed them with his tongue. Hermione felt herself tingle and the dampness had now become a throb. Snape led her to the bed and Hermione led on it, Snape poised over her, frantically trying to undo his clothes. In the end he reached for his wand and pointed it at himself. All his clothes disapeared except his underwear. Snape circled her nipples with his tongue and Hermione cried out. Then he made his way down to her stomach.

"Just..." Hermione moaned deliriously.

"What, Miss Granger?" Snape teased her, but then he pushed his tongue up her moist entrance. Hermione shuddered and closed her eyes. Snape continued to do this untill she was on the edge. She murmured to herself as he did.

"Severus...this is so good. "

Snape then stopped and kissed her lips. He went to take his underwear off, but Hermione stopped him.

"Were not going to do it today." Hermione got up and went to fetch her clothes.

"Why not, Miss Granger?" He got up and then he started to dress.

"You said there would be no coming in this detention, so i'm living up to your a standards." Hermione said sweetly.

"I didn't really mean-" Snape started.

"Next time." Hermione cut across. Now she certainly did have Snape where she wanted him.

"When exactly will next time be Miss Granger?" Snape asked narrowing his eyes at her.

"Wait and see." Hermione flounced to the door and turned to say one more thing.

"Goodnight. Professor." She walked out and he closed the door, sighing.

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Hermione felt totally bewildered. The bet was going to plan, but there seemed to be a slight twist going on. When Snape actually did shag her, how was she going to get proof? She decided to ask Seamus that night in the common room.

"You know that little bet we had going? Well, how am I going to prove to you that it actually worked?" Hermione lazily sat in a chair by the fire. Seamus in the one opposite. It was midnight and the common room was nearly empty, except for a few stragglers trying to get last minute homework done.

"well..." Seamus thought for a while and then Dean came and joined in the conversation.

"To get proof you should-" Dean said, indicating that he had been listening in. "let us watch." He grinned.

"I'm not going to let you two watch me have sex." Hermione said shocked.

"Why not?" He asked confused. Hermione sighed. They obviously had no idea at all.

"What do you suggest then?" Seamus asked.

"I don't know." Hermione said flatly.

"How have you progressed so far anyway?" Dean asked grinning. Hermione blushed.

"I'm nearly there." She said modestly.

"Really. Well...when the show starts we'll have front row seats." Seamus said.

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