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Madrigal	By : Rotisserie_Cassowary Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7982 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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I was sitting in my now-rather-sparse office waiting for her, still fuming from the altercation nearly 12 hours before. It wasn’t an unusual occurrence; The Golden Trio and I had fights like that in class all the time. So why was I so much angrier this time? Duh. Because you were jealous that she was taking his side over yours.
I tried to convince myself that I was above such pettiness. But I knew that if she Legilimized into my mind right now, she’d see hardly any hue other than green. You’re madder at yourself than you are at her, but you’re taking it out on her. That’s fucking bullshit. You should be ashamed of yourself. Acting like a goddamned hormonal teenager.
But when she knocked on my door at 9:55 and entered, my body immediately flooded with cortisol and all the self-reflection of earlier evaporated away. I was suddenly just as angry as I had been when she and Potter were screaming in my face.
“Good evening, Miss Granger. You will be sorting through my files- I indicated the cabinet in the corner- and organizing them for your detention tonight, understood?”
“But I just organized them two months ago,” she protested.
“Then organize them again…” I hissed warningly.
“Don’t you think it’s a little silly for me to serving detention with you, Sir?” she asked, exasperation apparent in her voice. “I mean… I’ve done literally hundreds of hours of work for you…”
I flew out of my seat, charging around to the other side of the desk. “This is exactly my point, girl! You think the rules don’t apply to you! You think you can just disrespect me, in my own fucking classroom, in front of my students!”
I was leaning over her as I yelled, hands aggressively gripping the chair arms on either side of her.
She shrank back from me slightly, then seemed to get her nerve back. She sat straight up in the chair, sticking her face right in my own. “I’m not just going to lay back and let you attack my friends!”
“That’s EXACTLY what you’re going to do! You’re going to respect me, and you’re going to respect the rules of this fucking institution!”
“Oh, like you’re respecting the rules?! I think spending the holiday curled up in bed with your student is PROBABLY AGAINST THE RULES!!” she stood up suddenly, breaking my hold on the chair and forcing me back a half-step. “I think Dumbledore JUST MIGHT POSSIBLY frown on you kissing me, SIR!!!” she shouted mockingly.
I stared at her for a long time, nostrils flaring as I sucked in one ragged breath after the other. I finally whispered, venom lacing my silky tone, “This is dangerous ground you’re treading, little girl.”
“What are you going to have me do for punishment?! Clean cauldrons? Disembowel newts? Do your paperwork? I already do all of that!” she cried, eyes bulging crazily.
“Maybe we should serve detention the old-fashioned way, hmm, little girl?” I purred dangerously. “Maybe a little corporal punishment will teach you a lesson…”
She was at a loss for words. She simply stared at me, blushing furiously, mouth slightly agape.
I grabbed her by the upper arm, yanking her around to face the desk behind me. In one swift movement, I pulled her hips out with one hand while forcing her face-first onto the desk with the other. She was bent nearly double, cheek and palms flat on the dark wooden surface. I placed one hand on the back of her neck, pressing her down firmly. With the other, I drew the back of her school robes up her legs.
She gasped rather alluringly when the cold air of the dungeon reached her legging-clad thighs. “Such a nice little ass you have, Miss Granger,” I murmured, my voice silken and languorous. I allowed my index finger to run up the length of her inner thigh, and she gave an involuntary shiver when I just barely brushed past her center. Smirking to myself, I traced the same finger across the top of her petite little bottom, wrapped around the side of it, and pulled away again just as I was about to touch her where she wanted. She groaned in frustration and looked over her shoulder at me beseechingly.
I grinned at her with a feral gleam in my eye. She let out a yelp when I abruptly brought my hand down, slapping her diminutive ass relatively gently. She wiggled deliciously, making my cock throb with animalistic hunger. I spanked her again, harder this time, and she let out a scream that was loud, but distinctly carnal. I lost control at the sound, slapping her over and over again as she screamed and, eventually, cried. After a couple of minutes, I slowed my assault, squeezing and rubbing her ass lewdly between single swats. She was moaning non-stop now, spewing forth an endless current of astoundingly erotic sounds.
I eventually stopped when her noises became distinctly more uncomfortable. I didn’t let her up though, but stood behind her and laid myself across her back. I pressed against her, obscenely rubbing her backside with my swollen cock. I could feel the heat from her cunt, and I ached to be inside her.
I pulled her hair away from her ear, sensually laving the edge of it with my tongue before whispering, “Now there’s a good little girl. Nice and submissive. That’s what I like to see: you bent over, screaming for me. Do you like that, little girl?”
“Yes…” she whispered, eyes firmly shut.
“Tell me…” I breathed in her ear.
“Yes, Master Snape. I like it when you punish me. I like when I feel your erection,” she gasped out, blushing furiously.
“There’s a good girl. Well, this was a very successful detention, if I do say so myself. Now get out of here before I take you on this desk, ward be damned.”
She scampered out of my office without once looking at my face. I fell into her chair, ripping my trousers down as I did so. I beat off feverishly, coming within seconds. I was quite certain that I could’ve easily had an orgasm from just one more minute of rubbing it against her burning hot little cunt. I nearly sprinted to my quarters, and spent the rest of the night drinking and masturbating, full of self-contempt.
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