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Sneaky Snape	By : KrystyWroth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 9285 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Standard disclaimer. The only thing that's mine is the idea. Everything else is borrowed.


Severus Snape knew that someone was doing something nasty in his potions lab.


He also knew what they were doing.

He had
found the nasty sticky remains of their activities.

He had
smelled that smell that only two naked people can make.


The only problem was he didn�t know whom.




Sure, he had a million ideas. Potter and the Weasel. Any of the
Slytherin boys. Hell, for that matter, any of the Slytherin girls as
well.


Nevertheless, tonight would be the last night they would use his room as their
secret place. He would find out who it was and hex them into next week,
before handing them a year�s worth of detentions and taking away
every point the house held.


Professor Snape sat in the back of his dark potions classroom, waiting for the
couple to appear so he could finally solve this mystery. He had taken an
invisibility potion and was confident that it would last long enough.

He had only been sitting a few
minutes when Draco Malfoy strolled into the room, looking his usual
arrogant self. He muttered a Llumos
spell, and the candles in the corners flared to life. A part of him wasn�t surprised to see the
Slytherin boy. He knew that Draco had
quite the reputation as a ladies man.
Could Draco be the culprit? Maybe
he had come to the classroom to talk to his professor and mentor. The older man was just about to make his
presence known when he heard footsteps quickly approaching. Even though he was still invisible, he
stepped into the shadows, anxious to see who would join the little party.

The door
slammed open and then just as quickly it slammed shut. For a moment, Severus thought that door might
actually come off the hinges from being slammed so forcibly. The student muttered a quick locking spell
and a silencing spell, and turned towards Draco. The blond Slytherin was sitting on one of the
desks, not acting scared in the least.

Severus let
out a gasp as he recognized the student.
Hermione Granger, the golden girl of Gryffindor. She couldn�t possibly
be the other student who was trysting in his classroom. The look on both of the faces of his students
was priceless and he knew he would enjoy this immensely. Perhaps he would get to watch them hex each
other to pieces. When their little spat
was over, he would render Granger immobile, and take her to the Headmaster. He
wanted to see what Draco would do to her first.

She walked
over to the boy and leaned forward. Her
face was mere inches from his when she said, �What the fuck is your problem,
Draco Malfoy?� Her voice and tone was so
calm that Severus actually shivered. She
definitely understood the art of intimidating your opponent.

He rolled
his eyes in response. �Were you born an
uptight bitch, or do you just act this way when you�re around me?�

�Fucking
prick,� she said before reaching forward and grabbing both his nipples with her
index finger and thumb. She pinched both
of them and twisted, hard.

�Ah!� Draco
cried out, grabbing himself. She backed
away, a look of smug satisfaction on her face.

She sat
down on the edge of the desk directly across from him. Now it was his turn to cross the short
distance until he was in her face.

�You�ll pay
for that, mudblood,� he spat. He glared
at her, and now there noses were touching.
Both of them were waiting to see who would react first.

�Take your
pants off,� she told him. Draco backed
away from her, a questioning look on his face.

�What did
you just say to me?� he
asked.

�Take your
pants off. Are you deaf because you�re
pureblood or pureblood because you�re deaf?�
she asked.
He reached to undo his belt and then stopped, looking at her again.

�Malfoy,
take your fucking pants off and take your cock out right now! You�re going to pay for what you said to me
earlier.� She glared at him, and he
hesitantly began to undo his pants and let them fall around his ankles. From his vantage point, Snape could see the
tent that already forming inside the boys boxers.

Draco put
one thumb on each side of his hips, under the waistband of his boxers. He pulled them down over his hipbone and let
them fall to his ankles as well.
Hermione licked her lips as she looked as his growing erection.

�And just
what is this supposed to teach me? That you like looking at
my cock?� he
asked.

�No, I�m
going to teach you humility and maybe respect.
Stroke it,� she told him.

�Stroke
it?� He asked. He took himself into one hand and very
slowly, he began to run his hand up and down the length. Hermione let out a deep moan.

�Yeah, just
like that.� She licked her lips again,
and took two steps towards him. She
reached out and began to unbutton his shirt.
When she had reached the top button, she pushed the white cotton back,
exposing his chest. Hermione ran her fingers
over his tight abs and hard pecks. She
circled each of his nipples with a neatly manicured fingernail, and once again,
she pinched and squeezed the hardened pebbles.

�Ow!� he
told her. She stepped away from him and
watched his hand perform an act that it had obviously done many times
before. She dropped onto her knees and
stared intently as his hand made love to his own cock. She gently began to touch herself, one hand
massaging her right breast. Draco
watched her intently, as did Snape.

Her left
hand reached up to massage her other breast, and her right hand slowly made its
way down her stomach, and went under her skirt.
Snape almost let out a gasp when he saw the Gryffindor lift her skirt up
and saw that she was wearing no panties.

Still on
her knees, she stared at Draco�s hand as her fingers dove into herself. She began to moan as she attempted to match
the speed of his strokes. Draco noticed
this too, and attempted to vary the speed to try to catch her off guard. She realized what he was doing, and
stopped. She looked up at him.

�Stop.�

�Stop doing
what?� he asked.

�Stop
touching yourself,� she told him.

He
immediately let go and dropped his hands to his side. Hermione stood and backed up to the desk that
she had been sitting on earlier. She
pulled herself back a little bit and lifted her skirt. She put one foot up on the edge of the
desk. She spread herself open to Draco�s
watchful gaze and smiled as he licked his lips.
She teasingly ran one finger through her own folds, fighting the urge to
shudder.

�Do you
know what this is?�

He shook
his head.

�This is
pussy Malfoy. Mudblood pussy.� She removed her finger from herself and
slowly brought it to her lips. She
seductively stuck her finger into her mouth, slowly sucking off her own
juices. She kept Draco�s gaze the whole
time.

�And I must
say that this mudblood pussy tastes great.
Would you like to find out how good it tastes?� she asked him.

�No,� Draco told her,
even though his cock twitched in response.

�Well, too
bad you don�t get a choice. Come over
and eat my pussy. And you had better do
a good job. I want to cum all over your
pretty pureblood face.�

Draco got
onto his knees and approached her. She
kept her legs apart, and Draco stared up at her for the briefest of seconds
before he ran his tongue against her moist flesh. Hermione moaned loudly and her head fell back

Apparently
encouraged by her response, Draco took another swipe with his tongue. Hermione�s response was to wrap her ankles
around the blond boy�s body, pushing against his shoulders. Draco began to alternate between licking and
sucking, alternating his pace and pressure.
Hermione was practically going into convulsions under Draco�s
ministrations.

Hermione�s
musky scent finally reached Snape�s nose, and he had to resist the urge to
moan. Her scent was heavenly. He envied the young boy who was lapping at
her sweet nectar. The noises that were
escaping her lips were more than he could handle. As slowly and as quietly as he could manage,
Snape reached into his trousers and pulled out his own aching cock. He began to stoke himself, wondering what the
Gryffindor actually tasted like.

Hermione
grabbed Draco�s head with both hands and held it firmly in place. Draco shifted and brought up one hand and
slowly inserted one of his manicured digits into her, causing Hermione to cry
out. A second finger joined the first,
and her cries became even louder. Draco
increased his pace and it was only a few seconds later when Hermione�s back arched
and her eyes went wide in shock. Her
entire body began to shake and Snape knew that she had reached her orgasm. Draco continued to lap at her juices, even
though her body was being less than cooperative. Hermione�s cries almost became those of pain,
and Snape saw her push the boy away with her foot.

Draco
landed on the ground, and grinned at the girl.
She was laying flat on her back, looking up at the ceiling while trying
to gather her strength. Draco sat and
watched her, not wanting to move.

Snape was a
little disappointed that the show was over so soon. He would have to wait until they left to get
himself off.

Hermione
sat up, and looked at the blond.

�That was
good for a warm-up, Draco. Now let�s see
what you�re really made of. Get up on
that desk,� she
said, pointing to the one he had occupied earlier.

Draco
slowly stood up and pulled his bare ass onto the desk. He quickly discarded his shoes, and let his
pants and boxers fall off as he did. Hermione
looked at his still throbbing erection.

�You really
should do something about that.�
Hermione said, looking at his dick. �But I think I�ll just help myself,
as long as I�m here.� Hermione quickly
pulled out her wand and waved it in Draco�s direction. A pair of metal bands appeared around Draco�s
wrists that secured them to the table and over his head.

Draco tried
to struggle as he saw the Gryffindor crawl up onto the same table. She had removed her skirt, and was now
straddling his nearly naked form.

�Now Draco,
I have one question. How badly do you
want to fuck me?� she asked him. She
squatted down above him, her glistening pussy mere inches from his cock.

Draco
didn�t make a sound. He just thrust his
hips upwards. Apparently, that was
exactly what Hermione thought he would do, because she seemed ready for
it. She pulled her torso away from him.

�Uh uh
uh. I don�t think so, Draco. I want you to tell me how bad you want
it. I want you to beg for this mudblood
pussy to sit on your cock.� For
emphasis, Hermione ground her snatch against him. Draco�s hips bucked up in response, and
Hermione laughed.

�Come on
Draco. I can sit here all day.� She pulled herself up again, her sex looming
over his incredibly stiff length.

The teasing
alone was driving Snape insane. He was
beating himself as quickly as he could while still staying quiet. He doubted that either of the other occupants
would hear him while in their current state of arousal.

Draco again
thrust his hips upwards, trying to impale her with no success. A scowl crossed Hermione�s face. She reached out, pinched his nipple, and
twisted hard. He cried out.

�Damn it
Malfoy! What did I say? Beg for it, asshole,� she spat at him.

�Granger,
please,� he said. Even Snape had to
smirk at the lack of enthusiasm.

She took
the opposite nipple as before and squeezed.

�Granger,
please let me fuck you,�
he cried out, his hips arching as he did.

�Did I hear
you say something, pureblood? Were you
asking me for something?� Hermione was
rubbing herself against him, thoroughly enjoying herself.

�Granger�
Hermione, please fuck me,�
he asked, in a voice that was close to begging.

�One more
time Draco. I know you can do it,� she
told him.

�Hermione,
please! Fuck me!� he screamed.

It happened
so quickly that Professor Snape almost missed it. In one smooth movement, Hermione had dropped
herself onto his entire length. Without
stopping to let either of them catch their breath, Hermione began to bounce on
top of the blond Slytherin. Snape was
watching so intently that hardly noticed when he stopped stroking himself for a
few seconds.

The sight
before him was incredible. Granger, the
bushy-haired know-it-all, was thrusting against Draco so hard that he could
hear their skin slapping together. He
had little doubt that both of the students would have bruises the next day.

Both of
them were thrusting against either other with so much force, it was difficult
to see who was giving it harder.
Professor Snape was getting desperately close to his orgasm, when
Hermione reached between her legs and began to play with her clit. Once again, the scent of Hermione washed past
his nose, and it was too much for Snape to handle. Snape�s hand was filled with sticky goo and
he realized that he had cum all over his hand.
He only averted his gaze for a second, not wanting to miss the
spectacular show in front of him.

The look on
Hermione�s face almost appeared to be one of pain as she started to cry
out. Snape wondered if maybe Draco was
hurting her somehow, but soon realized that she was on the crest of her
orgasm. Quite suddenly, the girl�s
movements froze, and her eyes flew open.
She called out the blond�s
name as ecstasy overtook her. Draco
continued pumping into her, not caring to stop as she came. Hermione�s body stopped its quivering and
she looked down at Draco. She opened
her eyes and smiled at him, nodding her head.

The boy�s
hips bucked off the table, and his knees bent as he went deep inside of
her. He let out a deep guttural moan as
he shot his seed.

A few thrusts later, Draco�s hips
dropped back onto the table, and Hermione dropped onto his chest. She muttered a spell and his wrists were
released from their restraints. He gently
wrapped his arms around her, running his fingers over her back. Her eyes closed as she tried to make her body
return to normal.

Snape
looked down at himself. He took his now
flaccid penis and as quietly as he could, put it back into his pants. He pulled a handkerchief from somewhere
inside one of his pockets, and tried to wipe up the spunk that he had shot onto
himself.

Hermione�s
eyes opened, and she pulled herself up.
The two of them smiled at each other.
Draco�s knees dropped, and Hermione climbed off him. The two of them quickly began to right their
attire.

From
somewhere behind her, Draco asked, �Tomorrow night then?�

Hermione
thought for a minute. �I�ve got a
tutoring session with some second years.
It would have to be later, after patrols.�

�I�ll have
practice the next morning. Let�s just
wait until Saturday night then,� Draco told her.

�Alright,�
she answered. Draco turned and faced
her, pulling her to him. His lips
passionately sought out hers, and she returned his attentions with equal
emotion.

She broke the
kiss and looked at him. �You know, you
could just come up to my room when you finish patrols later tonight.�

He smiled
at her. �I just might take you up on
that.�

�Good. I hope you do.� She returned the smile. �You know the password.�

He nodded,
and kissed her on the tip of her nose.
�Love you Hermione.�

�Love
you.� She kissed him back, also on the
tip of his nose.

She turned
to walk out of the room, but Draco grabbed her hand and pulled it back, her
body coming along with it.

�Next time,
could you please try to be a little gentler with my nipples? You got kind of rough there for a bit,� Draco asked her.

Her grin
widened. �I�m sorry lover. I know I was rather carried away. I�ll make it up to you if you come over
later.�

�Just
remember, next time it�s my turn to be the bossy one.� He turned her so she was facing the door and
gave her a playful push in the right direction.
Just before she reached the door, she turned and blew him a kiss.

He returned
the kiss. The witch unlocked the door
and left the room, an undeniable swivel to her hips that clearly screamed �I
just got some�.

Draco turned
and performed a few quick Scourgifies, trying to clean up all the evidence of
their tryst. He sat back down on the
desk he had just been laying on a few minutes before, as if he was waiting for
something.

A few short
minutes later, he stood and smoothed his cloak in front of him. He walked towards the door and left the room.

Professor
Snape let out the breath that he didn�t know he had been holding. He stood up and walked towards the table
where his two students had just been fucking.
Ironically enough, they both occupied the desk in his Advanced Potions
class. Snape ran his hand over the
smooth surface, almost as if he was trying to verify that he had really seen
what he thought he saw.

His two
best students, rivals from two different houses, two hearts on a different side
of a battle, screwing each other�s brains out.
It didn�t look as though it was their first time, either.

Snape
smiled, wondering what Saturday night would bring.

~fin~
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