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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
- 5
- 6
- 7
Author note: This chapter contains mature themes. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter six

Hermione went up to Gryffindor tower in a total daze. Snape was up to something. Definitely. She had to find out what. Going into her room (She had her own, as she was head girl), Hermione lay on her four poster bed: looking up at the red canopy. Five days until she could be near him. How was she going to wait?

Now, stop it Hermione. You didn't set out to fall head over heals for him. It was to seduce him and vice versa. You have to regain control, Hermione told herself. Don't let him call the shots. Next day she would make herself irresistible to him.

* * *

Hermione rose early the following morning and wore under her robes, a short mini skirt and a low-cut top. She sprizted on her best perfume and walked down to breakfast. Snape watched Hermione from the breakfast table. Sod the once a week game. He'd have her today.

In Potions, first lesson, Hermione tried her best to get his attention he couldn't keep his eyes off her. She was winning.

"Miss Granger, stay behind please. I want to discuss your work." Snape told her. Hermione nodded. She didn't know where this would lead. Hermione stayed seated after the lesson ended and awaited her sentence.

"Stand." Snape commanded. Hermione stood. "Stand against that wall."

He pointed to the wall nearest the door. Hermione did, wondering what was going to happen.

Snape glided up to her and bracing his hands against the wall, he kissed Hermione, parting her lips. She groaned and began undoing his robes and feeling for the zip on his trousers. Snape pulled her robes off her shoulders and stroked her erect nipples with his thumbs through the fabric of her top. Hermione gasped into his kiss and her arousal peaked. She released Snape's erection and he groaned as he felt her cool hands on his pulsing member. Then he pulled her thong down and she kicked it aside. Snape grabbed Hermione behind her thighs and lifted her up around his waist, pinning her to the wall. Then with one thrust he drove right into her. Hermione cried out and he kissed her. He continued to thrust in and up, Hermione feeling her orgasm near with each one. Then suddenly it overwhelmed her and she came. Wave after wave of intense pleasure rippled through her and she moaned loudly, her body shuddering.

Snape felt her contractions around him and climaxed. He kissed her neck and Hermione panted as her orgasm subsided pleasurably. After a while, Snape withdrew from her and brought Hermione down from the wall.

"What made you change your mind?" Hermione asked, retrieving her thong and returning herself to her original state.

"Couldn't wait until Tuesday." Snape said simply.

"Oh." Hermione replied and smiled.

"You better get going. I have a class in two minutes." Snape straightened his clothes. Hermione picked up her bag and opened the door.

"Bye, Professor." She smiled, and left.

Hermione entered Transfiguration late. Her face was flushed and she was slightly disheveled.

"Where have you been, Miss Granger?" McGonagall asked, peering over her spectacles.

"Uh... in the library, picking up a book." Hermione quickly lied.

"Very well. Take your seat." McGonagall pointed to the only spare seat. It was next to Malfoy. They had integrated the houses for this lesson at the begng ong of the seventh year. Hermione inwardly groaned. She sat down and got out her parchment and ink. Dipping her quill into dark, black ink, she began to copy notes off the board that she'd missed.

"I wonder where you've been." Malfoy sarcastically hissed in her ear. They were seated at the back of the class and McGonagall had her back turned. "In the library." He mocked. Hermione tried to ignore him. "When all the time you were being fucked against a wall, like a dirty whore."

"Shut the fuck up!" Hermione suddenly exploded. What did he have against her being with Snape?

The class gasped and McGonagall rounded on Hermione.

"What did you just say, Miss Granger?" McGonagall asked softly. Hermione blushed.

"I'm sorry Professor, but Malfoy was annoying me." Hermione said quietly.

"Very well. But twenty points from Gryffindor. I will not tolerate such language. Mr Malfoy. Behave yourself." McGonagall went back to the board, resuming her notes.

Malfoy smirked at Hermione. She felt uneasy. How did Malfoy know what she'd been doing only a few moments earlier? She'd have to warn Snape. Something was up.

After lunch, Hermione lingered in the Great hall, waiting for Snape to pass through. When he did, he stopped to acknowledge her.

"Miss Granger." He nodded.

"Uh...Professor. Could I have a word?" Hermione asked cautiously.

"Of course. Come here." Snape went through the door that led to the dungeons and pulled Hermione into an alcove. "What is it?"

"Um...in Transfiguration today, Malfoy knew we had...you know...just before I went to class." Hermione said.

"And?" Snape asked.

"Well...he's being nasty about it. He called me a whore." Hermione explained.

"I see. Well...I don't know how he knew about that. I'll watch out for him acting suspicious or something." Hermione nodded.

They were pressed up against each other because the alcove was so narrow and Hermione felt Snape's hardness push against her. Hermione gave him a seductive smile. Snape took the hint and kissed her hard on the lips, down to her neck and to her breasts. Hermione groaned, then they heard the door open and stopped. They shuffled further back into the alcove and watched to see who it was. Malfoy and his cronies, Crabbe and Goyle.

"I know for sure Snape is shagging Granger on a regular basis." Malfoy said to Crabbe and Goyle, as they walked down the steps. His voice faded away. Hermione looked at Snape, her face pale.

"Forget it." He said and continued to kiss her. Hermione responded and darted her tongue around his mouth, trying to find a way in. He admitted her, and Hermione groaned, as their tongues fought. When they parted, Hermione's face flushed, Snape took her hand and pulled her out of the alcove.

"Where are we going?" Hermione asked puzzled.

"To my quarters. I can't exactly have you here, can I?" Snape answered.

"Why not?" Hermione smiled at his expression. She was daring, he thought.

"It's a bit cramped." Snape didn't give her time to answer and walked down the steps. Hermione had no choice but to follow. They entered his quarters and Snape took off his robes, throwing them over an armchair.

"We've only got twenty minutes." Hermione stated, looking at the clock on the mantel piece.

"So...What are we waiting for?"

He pulled Hermione into his arms, kissing her passionately. They pulled each others clothes off frantically and he pulled her over to the bed, where he stripped Hermione to her underwear, she had on black, then to nothing. Hermione helped him undress and he poised over her, ready to take her.

"Hermione?" He asked, looking into her eyes. They were filled with lust and her chest rose and fell.

"Why are you asking?" She breathed heavily.

Snape didn't reply and slipped into her. She was wet to the core. Hermione cried out and S kis kissed her neck and breasts as he thrust in and out of her. She clung onto his neck and whimpered in delight. Hermione could feel the pressure building up inside her and couldn't prolong it any longer. She orgasmed and felt her thighs tremble around him, as she murmured his name in ecstasy. The pleasure swept through her shuddering body as he caressed her nipples with his tongue, gently biting one. Snape came and groaned her name into a kiss. They collapsed against each other, gasping for air.

Snape withdrew from her and they lay beside each other. Hermione spread her sated body across the bed and sighed.

"Satisfied?" Snape turned to her.

"Very. But that's twice in one day. You've broken your rule." Hermione said playfully.

"That's right. You'll have to punish me." Snape said seriously. Hermione giggled and then looked at the clock.

"Oh my God, my next lesson started ten minutes ago. I'm going to have to stop doing this." Hermione said sitting up. She reclaimed her clothes and started to dress, then straightening her hair quickly, Hermione headed for the door.

"Thankyou...Professor." Hermione then left, closing the door behind her.

Snape dressed and poured himself a bramdy. He wasn't teaching this afternoon. He was worried about his affair with Hermione. Malfoy knew for sure. He didn't know who knew that Hermione was connected with. The main thing that made him anxious was Dumbledore finding out. If he knew he was shagging a student, he'd be out before you could say 'Harry Potter.'

Hermione arrived in Defence against the Dark Arts out of breath.

"Why are you late?" Sirius Black asked. He was the new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Sorry. I was in library. Last minute research." Hermione stumbled.

"Okay. Take your seat." Sirius pointed to a spare seat. Harry and Ron looked suspicious. Dean and Seamus exchanged knowing glances.

* * *

Next day, they had double Potions before lunch and after the lesson Malfoy caught Hermione.

"What d'you want Malfoy?" Hermione asked irritably.

"Listen, Granger." He looked around to check everybody was out of earshot. "You either stop seeing Snape or I tell Dumbledore."

"You wouldn't dare." Hermione hissed.

"I'd get father to do it for me." Draco sneered.

"But...how would you know I'd stopped seeing Snape?" Hermione asked confused.

"I have my ways Granger. I have my ways." He stalked off leaving Hermione open-mouthed.

She'd have to tell Snape. She went to his office and knocked on the door. He opened it.

"Come in." Hermione went in and he shut the door behind her. "What do you want Miss Granger?" Snape asked tiresomely. Surely she didn't want another shag. She'd had two that day already.

"Malfoy is blackmailing me." Hermione came straight to the point.

"How?" He became alert.

"He said I had to stop seeing you or he'd get his father to tell Dumbledore." Snape cursed. "What do we suggest we do?"

"I don't know. Well...how will he know we've stopped seeing each other?"

"He said he 'has his ways'. Hermione looked nervously around.

"Well, we'll just have to stop seeing each other." Snape said distractedly.

"No...Severus..." Hermione moved closer to him. "He might just be trying to scare us."

"I suppose so." He looked at Hermione and sighed. She was so... God damn sexy. He just wanted to push her against the wall and shag her. Well...there was no stopping him. But...the blackmail.

"I'm off to lunch then." Hermione suddenly said, jolting Snape from his reverie.

"Right. Goodbye, Miss Granger." Snape said and she smiled that mesmerizing smile of hers.

"Bye, Professor." Hermione opened the door and walked up to lunch. She loved the way he called her 'Miss Granger' even though he'd shagged her senseless before now.

What were they going to do about the blackmail form Malfoy? Lucius Malfoy could be a nasty piece of work.
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