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Victory For All	By : Steffanie Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 6689 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Seen, Caught, and Punished
- 2-Victory
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DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own anything from the Potterverse, except my imagination.

This is my first shot at a short story, purely smut, lemon, whatever you want to call it Snape-Granger ficlet! I hope you all enjoy it! Let me know what you think! Toodles!

The Gryffindor common room was buzzing with laughter and cheering still even though it was nearly midnight. They had just won the Quidditch Cup for the third year in a row. The Head Boy and Girl didn�t even bother to calm anyone down because they decided they could all use a break from the constant worry of approaching finals.
Hermione was sitting in a corner with her two best friends, downing shots of fire whisky and butterbeer chasers. Seamus, it seemed, had somehow managed to confiscate several bottles from somewhere. Hermione, of course, had tried to keep her composure and detest the vile drink, but unfortunately she wasn�t able to with stand the pressure of her peers for long. She was always moderate with her drinking so she decided why not try it for once and get it over with.
It was easy to say that after the first drink burned its way down her throat, and settled in a wonderful buzz in her head, she was ready to try more. It wasn�t long until she was completely hammered and she could hardly see straight.
�Harry� stop moving around� you�re making me dizzy,� she slurred.
Harry put a hand on her knee and laughed, obviously drunk too and said, �Herm, I�m not moving, you are.�
�Is it hot in here? It�s hot in here!� She looked up at the double vision of Ron and fanned herself.
�It�s the alcohol. Here, have some more and it will go away.� Ron held the bottle out to her and waved it in front of her face. She pushed it away with her hand but missed it by nearly a foot. Her vision was really off.
�I think,� she hiccupped, �I�m going to lay down. I don�t feel so good.�
�Oh come on you party-pooper, the night is still young.� Ron said, as he fell into a chair.
�Yeah, come on Herm, have another drink with us.� Harry added.
�No. I�m fine. Thanks. I really� whew,� she pressed a hand to her cheek, �I need to lay down.� She pushed her self up from the chair and staggered over to the mantle.
�Do you need an escort, Mione?� Ron said but he was completely useless. He was drunk more than she was. She waved her hand at him to say she was fine.
She moved through the crowd, and when no one was looking she cast a disillusionment charm on herself, and escaped through the portrait hole. She made her way silently through the corridors, down the stairs and out onto the grounds. She walked uneasily at first with out the support of walls or banisters, but she soon found her footing and made her way down the grassy hill towards the lake. She removed the charm when she knew no one could see her any longer.
The night air was refreshing and the warm breeze that floated around her skin was exhilarating. She took in deep breaths as she walked, trying to clear her head of the buzzing that still echoed inside it. She came to rest at the edge of the water and stood for a minute, taking in the view. She tried to sit then but half way down she lost her balance and fell to the ground instead with a heavy thud.
She cursed aloud and rolled over to sit properly when she looked up and gasped. To her horror, standing directly above her was the one person that could make this situation far worse than necessary.
�Miss Granger, are you aware that you are out after curfew?�
He looked down at her dangerously and she gulped. She was half way in shaking her head when she changed to a nod, resulting in a display like a mad person. He narrowed his eyes further at her.
�Shouldn�t you be celebrating with your pathetic little friends?� His tone was low and cautious.
She swallowed hard, feeling a lump in her throat.
�I was just� I needed air, sir.� She was trying to talk as normally as she could but her words were still slurred together. He raised an eyebrow.
�My, my� this is quite the discovery. Here we have the noble, know-it-all, Gryffindor Head Girl out after hours and intoxicated. This could be a rather interesting topic of conversation for your Head of House, could it not?�
She was still laying flat on her back, looking up at him when her eyes widened. She took a quick breath and pushed herself up with her hands into a sitting position. It didn�t look any better as her legs were still sprawled out in front of her. Her skirt was hiked up to the top of her thighs and a small showing of what lay beneath was visible.
�For your information, Professor Snape,� she hiccupped again, �I am of age and have every right to drunk� I mean drink,� she corrected herself. Her head was spinning now from sitting up so suddenly.
�That still does not allow you to walk freely about the grounds after hours, Miss Granger.� He snapped and continued to look down at her. �Now I suggest you get up off the ground and head straight back to your dormitory at once, before I issue a weeks worth of detentions.�
Instead of getting up as she was told she leaned back on her hands, looking up at him curiously. He raised both eyebrows at this.
�How did you knew� know I was out here?� she asked, completely ignoring the fact that he was losing his patience.
He eyed her closely for a moment before he said, �As extraordinary as it may seem to you I have a talent for seeking out trouble-makers, and catching them in their stupidly selfish acts.� He smirked as he let it hit her, the implication of Potter rolling off every word.
She raised an eyebrow back at him.
�As clever as you may believe yourself to be, Miss Granger,� he allowed a moment for another smirk, �a disillusionment charm will not conceal you from all eyes.�
She almost rolled her eyes but she didn�t. She felt dizzy again.
�Well you�re the clever one now aren�t you,� she said dryly. She was completely disregarding the fact that he still had the power to ruin the rest of her school year.
�Excuse me?� he said angrily. �You had better watch your cheek girl.�
She smiled and said, �Well it�s not going anywhere because I�m sitting on it.�
She laughed softly at her own joke. She was clearly too drunk for her own good. Now she was mouthing off to one of her professors, and not just any professor, the one who could make her more miserable than any other.
His eyes widened at this and his nostrils flared in fury. Before she could react he grabbed her by the shirt, pulled her off the ground and into his face in a matter of seconds. She gave a small, �whoa,� and he looked seriously into her brown eyes and radiated with annoyance.
�You had better start showing some respect here or I will make sure the entire school knows of your intoxication, and your disability to handle the duties of Head Girl. Do I make myself clear?� His grip on her arms was strong but not painful.
�That�s black mail and� near� bribery. Surely you wouldn�t bring you� yourself to that. I could tell them that you manhandled me though, considering the bruises I might have on me� my arms tomorrow.� She smirked into his face, drunkenly.
�Miss Granger, you are walking a fine line of expulsion.� He said in a deadly whisper.
�Am I? I thought I was just� I�m defending myself.� She smirked again.
�You will come with me, Miss Granger. We shall see who is smiling by the time I am through with you,� he said dangerously. He had to admit her sense of sarcasm was intriguing but it still angered him for her lack of respect.
�Why that sounds wicked, professor. What exactly did you have in mind?�
She smirked and just realized exactly what she proposed was enough to have her children expelled from Hogwarts if ever she had any. She let it slip with out thinking. Stupid idiot she screamed to her self.
His eyes flashed wildly. Grabbing hold of one of her arms like a vice he started walking briskly up the hill and towards the castle. He didn�t slow down until he entered his office, and then threw her down into a chair. He stood over her and crossed his arms.
�Now if you should like to explain your little proposal maybe I can see in another light as to what the hell you were thinking when you said it.�
She looked up at him and bit her lip. The affects of the alcohol were abandoning her quickly as realization of just how much trouble she was in came to her.
�It looks like I put an end to your drunken babbling hasn�t it? Well now that I have, we can discuss your punishment for the remainder of the school year.� He smirked.
Her mouth opened in shock. �What?� she shrieked. �Oh please, I didn�t mean it. I�m sorry. I didn�t realize how drunk I am� erm was. Please sir�� she pleaded.
�Not another word, Miss Granger or I will have you expelled for suggesting such an act.�
She dropped her head into her hands and tried to take deep breaths, trying to wake up from this nightmare. Of all the nights she had to get drunk and walk outside. Why did this have to happen to her now? She could curse herself right there.
As she leaned over he could see down her slightly unbuttoned shirt and the delicate curves of her breasts. He stared for a moment then quickly looked away. This was a student he reminded himself. Of course he remembered the glimpse of her knickers as she fell over and the buzz it sent to his head.
He shook his head to make himself stop, and walked behind his desk and sat down. He folded his hands in his lap and looked at her seriously.
�Now let me see, what would be the perfect punishment for the know-it-all, Gryffindor priss? Ah yes, having her privileges of Head Girl taken away seem fitting, and not to mention a detention every night until graduation also seem reasonable.� He smirked mischievously.
She looked up at him with a snap and her face filled with terror.
�But� you can�t do that!� She shrieked, standing up and resting her hands on the edge of his desk. �Please� I am really sorry I made such a comment. Please I� I�ll do anything.� She bit her lip again.
He raised an eyebrow at this. This was not the usual Hermione Granger approach to anything. He was thinking the wrong way, that�s not what she meant.
�Anything, Miss Granger?� he said smoothly.
She looked at him, defeated, then walked backwards and fell into the chair heavily.
�I�ll write you a twenty foot essay on potions ingredients if I have to. Please don�t do this to me in my last year.�
�I am certain you brought this on yourself.� He smirked.
She scrunched her nose and said shortly, �Why the bloody hell did you have to follow me outside then? Why couldn�t you just let me wander around drunk and get attacked by the giant squid or something?�
�If something were to happen to you then I would initially be held responsible since I saw you, and the giant squid does not attack students, Miss Granger.�
She growled at him angrily and gave him a look like a ferocious cat.
�Did you just growl at me young lady?� It was somewhat seductive the way she did it though he thought absently.
She stared at him furiously and crossed her own arms on her chest.
�Fine. If you are going to have me expelled, or whatever then let�s get on with it. I would like to lay down some time tonight since my head is throbbing.�
He stood up and walked over to the chair. He rested his hands on either armrest and stared down at her.
�You are really pushing my patience, Miss Granger. I think I�ve heard enough of your mouth for one night.� He spoke in a dangerously, velvety smooth voice.
�And I�ve had enough of your intimidation,� she said nervously.
�Is that so?� he asked challengingly, leaning even closer.
�Uh�yes,� she said, still trying to keep her confidence. She shivered when she felt his breath on her skin.
He looked at her intensely for a moment, trying to intimidate her into running away but she surprised him beyond his thoughts. She eyed him nervously and latched onto his lips before he could even blink. He lost track of time for a second before he pulled away.
�What are you doing?� he snapped furiously.
�I don�t know,� she said breathlessly and took his mouth again before she could even think about what she was doing.
He pulled away again and looked at her indifferently.
�I believe the alcohol has gone to your head, Miss Granger.�
�No, you have,� she said quickly and retrieved his mouth once more as she pulled his head down.
He gripped her arms, pulling her up, still devouring her lips as he did. He slipped his tongue inside her mouth and felt the warmth of hers pushing back. He parted from her mouth momentarily.
�You know this is wrong, Miss Granger.�
�I�m not a child.� She was impatient.
�You are still a student and you are drunk.� He tried to explain this to her, as she didn�t understand how fully inappropriate this was.
�I know but I don�t care,� she replied and this time he took her lips instead.
He moved her in half a circle and pushed her against the desk. His mouth moved to her neck and he got a motivating response as she moaned softly. He continued until he reached the sensitive flesh below her ear and began biting it. She moaned even louder so he bit down harder until she gave a yelp.
�Control yourself, Miss Granger or the whole bloody school will hear you.�
He moved his mouth back down to the same spot and began feasting there until he nearly drew blood from her. He stopped before he did and moved down to her shoulder, pushing her collar open with his chin.
She let her head fall back heavily to allow him more skin, and she became aware of how wet she was starting to feel. She needed to touch her clit, to rub it since she was becoming so anxious with need. She moved one hand off the desk and slid it between their bodies until she came to the top of her knickers. She slid her hand underneath and slipped her fingers into her wet folds.
�Getting a little ahead of yourself, aren�t you?� he said amused. She blushed.
�I never would have thought the Gryffindor princess would even think about touching herself in such a way.� His eyes flickered with a desire.
�Well, since I refuse to bring myself down to become pleased by any of the boys here, I have to do it myself.� She sat up and whispered into his ear. �There is a lot you don�t know about me, Professor Snape.�
He whispered back into her ear, �I am no boy, Miss Granger.�
She looked up at him with lustful eyes. �I know,� she purred.
She moved her lips to his neck and started sucking on his skin. He took hold of her hand that she was using to pleasure herself and moved it. She groaned slightly but forgot when he began to unbutton her shirt. He peeled it off her skin, tossed it and moved his way in to remove her bra. He unhooked it easily and pulled that off too.
His hands moved over her neck and down across her breasts until they came to her hips. He grabbed them firmly and lifted her off the desk so she was straddling him. He felt her hands work at the buttons on his robes and he could smell the arousal on her fingers.
�How many buttons does this require,� she said flustered but she reached into the pocket of her skirt and whipped out her wand. She muttered a spell and his shirt unbuttoned.
He looked at her impressed. �I�m surprised you found use for that spell.�
�Yes, well� too many damned buttons, sir.� She spoke innocently but grinned.
�Ah,� was all he said before she quickly started pushing his frock coat and white shirt down over his shoulders and off until they fell to the floor. He started walking around his desk and came to a bookshelf. He muttered something and it moved to the side and revealed a passage. When he stepped inside the torches on the wall lit up and the bookshelf closed behind them. He continued walking down the passage, kissing her neck and shoulders as best he could.
�Where are we going?� she asked curiously, feeling a twinge of excitement grow in her wet folds. The need to rub her clit again was growing. She slid one of her hands down his chest and wiggled it in between them so she could slip her fingers over her nub again.
He raised an eyebrow at her and quickened his pace to his private chambers. As he walked she slid down a few inches and her hand rubbed against his bulge. He could feel her movements to her clit against his hardening dick.
He entered his private chambers and the fireplace roared to life. He dropped her suddenly onto the sofa and kneeled over her, pinning her legs down with one of his and lowered his head to suck on her breasts. He drew a nipple into his mouth and it hardened at his command. She let out moans as she began to squirm beneath him. His hands ran down her stomach to the inside of her thighs and massaged them, slowly working them up to her throbbing pussy. He could still smell her arousal and it was wonderful.
He found the outline of her knickers and moved his thumbs underneath, causing her to move her hips closer to him. Slowly he moved his head down, placing kisses on her stomach and hips until he lowered it beneath her skirt and disappeared from view. He clamped his teeth down on the lacy brief and pulled them slowly over her hips. He continued to pull them down so that she was exposed and finally moved until they were at her ankles. He threw them to the floor.
He came back up and moved his head underneath her skirt once more. He licked the outside of her plump lips and she moaned. Slowly he worked his tongue to the inside and stroked her clit softly, tasting her juices all ready. She responded by opening her legs even wider, throwing one over the back of the sofa and putting her hands in his hair, wanting him to taste more. When he dipped his tongue inside her cunt she gasped loudly and bucked her hips. He could feel her tightness with just his tongue alone.
He continued working her with his tongue and brought his hands up to massage her thighs again, kneading her delicious meat and making her relax. She was on the verge of tipping over the edge when he felt her walls contract around his tongue slightly. He pulled away and licked her clit one more time before he came out from underneath her skirt.
She was panting, her eyes were half way open from the pleasure he brought.
�I don�t believe you know what you have gotten yourself into, Miss Granger.�
He spoke smoothly into her ear, licking her neck, making her shiver. She was unable to speak anymore.
�Have I rendered the talking encyclopedia speechless?� He was pushing her purposely, trying to rear her into frustration.
�No� I� no� oh Merlin� so good. Why did you stop?� She complained.
�A little punishment, I believe. Not only were you mouthing off to me, but your House defeated mine today and that cannot go without punishment, Miss Granger.�
�What do you mean?� Her eyes widened.
He slid his hand down between her thighs again, rubbing her clit slowly as he spoke.
�As I said, you don�t know what you�ve gotten yourself into, Miss Granger. I am not a nice man, but I��
There was a sudden roar from the fire. He looked over and cursed.
�Severus,� came a familiar yet distant voice.
Hermione panicked and made to get up but Snape pushed her back down.
�Don�t move, and don�t talk.� He demanded quietly into her ear.
�Severus, a word immediately.�
Snape moved to the fireplace and vanished in an instant.
She knew this voice. It was cold and bitter, more so than Snape�s. She was nervous suddenly, not knowing what to do. A million thoughts raced around her head, but they were all unclear.
He came back within a matter of minutes, looking concerned about something. She was just about to ask what happened when the fireplace roared again. They both turned their heads to see the man stepping out of the grate.
�Ah, Severus, so you do have company.� He gave an evil grin and his cold, gray eyes lit up when they fell upon a half naked Hermione.
�You lied to me, Severus.� He was still grinning wickedly.
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