Snaring Snape

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Snaring Snape 7


** From the previous chapter …..

“So how are we going to get together next weekend ?” Georgked ked on the way back to the castle.

“Easy. This week you are both getting detention. I will leave the cause up to you.” Severus said with an evil grin. Though he worried a bit when the students exchanged a meaningful look.

“How about detention for public nudity again ? That has been my favorite so far.” George said with a wink.

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Getting detention

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At this point you wouldn’t think gng dng detention would be a problem. But Hermione was having a hard time deciding on how to get detention. She didn’t want to do anything to her potion because she knew Snape would make her do it over again, and she didn’t want anything to get in the way of Snape’s fantasy Saturday. The other two fantasies had been fun, but she and George had admitted they were both looking forward to the older man’s.

Double potions seemed to be dragging on forever. Snape had walked by Hermione several times and had met her eyes more than once. He seemed to be asking what was taking so long. She hadn’t even been able to help Neville, for once he was doing everything right. But finally, as luck would have it, Neville was about to drop three toadstools into his potion instead of one.

“Neville wait, that’s too many.” Hermione said a little louder than necessary. Snape looked up with a small grin, of which only Hermione knew the meaning.

“Miss Granger, I have told you before about helping other students, especially Mr. Longbottom. That will be another detention for you this Saturday.” Snape said. He had walked down the aisle to stand next to her.

“I had detention last Saturday !” Hermione said acting quite irked.

“Would you like to make it every Saturday, Miss Granger ?” Snape said arching a brow menacingly. The implications of that statement made her shiver with excitement. A reaction that Severus didn’t miss. His eyes smoldered with a newly enflamed lust.

“Very well, sir.” She said casting eyes down. A gesture that was not so much to make her look defeated, but to keep her from jumping Snape right here, right now. That smoldering look was more than she could stand. It penetrated her body and went straight to her now wet core.

At the end of class, Hermione packed up slowly. She was waiting for most of the students to leave. She sent Harry and Ron on their way and told them she would catch up to them later.

“Professor ? May I speak to you about my detention ?” She asked, as the last of the students were leaving.

“Yes, Miss Granger, in my office.” Snape said sounding bored. He went through his office door and sat behind his desk. Hermione came in, closed the door and went to him immediately. She clasped his head and kissed him deeply, frantically trying to get closer to him. Severus was taken aback by the assault, but not displeased. He pulled back enough to talk.

“Hermione….. what is all this ?” The question came out a bit breathless as she found a sensitive place on his neck and began sucking on it. His pants were becoming most uncomfortable.

“Severus, please. I need you now…… please.” Hermione whined, finding his lips again. He couldn’t deny this beautiful creature, who had worked herself into a frenzy. He pulled his lips away long enough to say a locking and silencing spell for the room.

Severus moved his hands to unbutton her shirt, but she swatted them away and knelt down in front of him. Hermione quickly opened his trousers and brought out his throbbing length. Severus sat back with a groan, a bit amused at the girl’s obvious need for satisfaction. She started licking and sucking on his shaft, but he could tell she was impatient, so he pulled her up and turned her towards the desk. He stood, letting his pants and boxers fall to his feet. He lifted Hermione’s skirt and was surprised and gratified to see her naked bum. She had spelled off her knickers during class, he thought with a smile. He bent her over onto the desk, her face resting on an old potions text from his private collection. He smiled wickedly, thinking how much she would enjoy the texture and smell of the old leather bound book.

Hermione whimpered as Severus forced her down onto the desk. One of his books lay under her cheek. She breathed in deeply the old leather smell and felt twice as hungry for release as she had before. She whimpered again as she felt Severus caressing the bum in front of him.

“Severus …..” She said. Then she felt the tip of him teasing her wet folds. She pushed back onto him, sheathing him within her. She gasped at the longed for feeling of fullness. Hermione worked herself back and forth along him as he stood still, until he stopped her hips and began pumping into her. He reached down and cd hed her still clothed breast, pinching the hard tip, making her whimper again to which he let out an answering growl.

“Pleasure yourself.” He managed to groan out, the heat building quickly between them. Her urgent need had become his own. Hermione reached under her skirt and stimulated her pleasure bud. It felt so good it made her clamp down onto his shaft. She moaned out his name repeatedly, like a mantra.

“Harder ……..Severus ….. harder.” She gasped out. He picked up his pace, pounding into her, wondering in the back of his mind if she would be bruised tomorrow. Her squeals became higher and suddenly he felt her convulse around him. With three deep strokes he followed her over the edge growling out her name and blessing Merlin. Still panting, he supported himself on the desk a hand on either side of her.

“This does not change my mind about your detention, Miss Granger.” Severus said. Hermione started laughing loudly, eventually dislodging him from her, making him chuckle. He said a cleaning charm for each of them and spelled her a pair of knickers. After redoing his pants, Severus turned Hermione around and kissed her sweetly.

“Thank you, Professor.” Hermione said hugging Severus tightly. He kissed her on the top of her head and sent her off to dinner. One down, one to go, he thought.


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Severus was becoming a bit worried. George had not been in potions class Thursday. It wasn’t until dinner that night he overheard the reason why. George had apparently been involved in an accident during Quidditch practice Wednesday evening and had been in the infirmary all day Thursday.

An hour or two after dinner Severus set to walking the halls, as he was the teacher on duty. It was a slow night, he was hardly finding any students in the halls. He was about to turn around and go back to the dungeons when a hand grasped his robes and pulled him into a deep dark alcove. He pulled his wand out about to hex whoever it was, when he realized the person was naked. He ran his hand down the muscular chest and stomach to a familiar feeling, quite hard shaft.

“Nice to see you too, Professor.” George’s voice came in the dark. Severus put up a silencing and concealment charm on the archway, then put his wand away, so he could use both hands to caress the youth in front of him. George’s lips found his for a passionate kiss tasting of apricots and cinnamon. His hands ran over the red heads back and tight buttocks, kneading the large muscles causing the naked man to groan. Severus pulled back from the kiss to speak.

“Why are you naked ?” Severus asked with some amusement.

“Trying to get detention for public nudity. I’ve been waiting over an hour for you to come by. I thought I might have to take care of things myself.” George said, then pushed Severus back against the wall. He felt the Gryffindor kneeling down in front of him. A hand began rubbing his quickly growing erection through his clothes. He groaned loudly as the hand played over the sensitive tip, pinching it gently.

Soon his pants and boxers were around his ankles and the younger man raised his shirt and coat and was taking his length in his mouth. That talented mouth was working him quickly, taking him halfway in, then licking him all the way up to the tip. George swirled his tongue around the head, then took it in again. The steady stimulation was pushing Severus to completion hard and fast. When he felt his sac being massaged, while much of him shaft was in the red head’s mouth, it was too much.

“George ……. wait …… I can’t ………Ahhh” Severus cried as he exploded into the mouth that was sucking on him. He rested back against the wall, his head tilted back panting. A hand found his cheek and lips captured his. The youth now tasted of him. The older man stroked George gently, rubbing the moisture across the tip of his shaft. George broke the kiss to gasp in pleasure at the much needed contact.

“Take me.” Severus whispered in his ear. The younger man’s head drew back sharply in a futile attempt in the dark to look into the older man’s eyes.

“What ?”

“Take me. Here …..” Severus said pulling his wand out again he muttered a lubricating spell and turned around, supporting himself with his hands on the wall. He felt George’s fingers parting him, then the hard shaft pushing into him. The youth was being slow and careful, showing much more control than Severus would have thought he would have had at this point.

“You feel so good.” George said when he was completely buried. Severus leaned back onto him as he stroked his reviving length. George began rocking in and out, taking slow smooth strokes. Soon the noises from the older man made him speed up his strokes, unti was was pounding himself into the man. He heard Severus mutter the lubricating spell for himself, then he groaned loudly at the slippery feel when he began stroking himself again. They each worked for their own pleasure, their bodies sporting a thin layer of sweat.

“Now ……. George……by Merlin ….. NOW !” Severus yelled as he found his release again.

“Oooohhh…………Bloody Hell ! …………. AAAHHH !” George screamed, sinking himself as deeply as he could. George leaned on hroferofessor’s back as they each waited for the waves of pleasure to subside. He pulled out and Severus said a cleaning charm for each of them and the floor in front of him. George found his clothes and dressed quickly.

“I am glad to see your injury is better.” Severus said with a smirk.

“Nothing will stop me from coming to detention on Saturday.” George said with a laugh. Severus embraced him and kissed the red head.

Severus walked The Gryffindor back to the Fat Lady’s portrait, reminding him of his detention. The youth tried to look contrite for the Fat Lady but he turned an lusty grin to Severus, then went into the common room. Well now, everything is set for Saturday, Severus thought. It was his turn for his fantasy.

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Yeah, I know, I know not Snape\'s fantasy yet !! But I thought George and Hermione deserved a little alone time wihe Phe Professor. I\'m really a sappy romantic at heart !!


Glinda the Erotic Witch





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