A Detention to Remember

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“Miss Granger” said Severus Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry, in his deep, sensual voice, “Just what do you think you are doing?”

“Um…making a potion,” Hermione said tentatively trying to avoid the potion master’s intense gaze.

“Yes I can see that, but I can also see that this is not you’re cauldron,” In a voice that barley hid his annoyance for the Gryffindor know-it-all. She was once again trying to aid Neville Longbottem with his potions assignment for the day. This of course happened every day but today Snape was feeling especially irritated at her inability to control her know-it-all tendencies. “I think a detention will serve to remind you who the potions master is in this class”

“But sir, I was just trying to help…” said Hermione in a disbelieving voice.

“Be that as it may,” interrupted Snape, “This boy needs to learn how to brew these potions properly, with out your assistance,” As he finished with an icy glare at Neville which caused the boy to shudder with fear.

“Yes sir,” Hermione said with her eyes cast down.

“Good, then report to my office at eight o’clock this evening,” Snape said to his brightest 6th year student who could also be the most thick headed of them all.

“Yes sir,” replied Hermione, finally meeting her Professor’s eyes.

“Very well, and oh, before I forget,” said Snape with an evil glace in her direction, “20 points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all”. And with that he walked back to his desk to finish grading the papers he was currently scrutinizing.

Hermione however, who had finished her potion already 10 min ago, continued to watch her teacher as he continued to grade the papers in front of him. He wasn’t what most people would call handsome but there was something about him that made him attractive. He was tall and one could guess that he was well built by the way his robes tightened around his arms when he bent them to reach for something or stir one the potions. He had long slender fingers which were graceful as he handled ingredient and potions. But the most attractive feature of all was his eyes. They were dark and endless like a cloudy night with the occasional twinkle of a distant star and they seemed to stretch on for eternity. One could lose themselves in those eyes if they weren’t careful.

Snape could feel someone watching him while he worked. Years of being a double agent will do that to you. He looked up to find Hermione watching him with an intensity which sent a chill down his spine. Women didn’t usually look at him the way she was now, it was alluring and inviting, seductive and sweet, and it turned him on to be quite frank. He could feel the beginning of arousal between his legs and shifted on his stool to become more comfortable.

Hermione, who had been watching him intently, noticed the shift and smirked to herself. He finally disengaged her gaze and went back to work as if nothing had happened. Hermione knew better. “Tonight’s detention is going to be VERY interesting,” she thought to herself.


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Hermione, Harry, and Ron arrived at the Great Hall for dinner at 6:30. They sat down at the Gryffindor table next to their fellow class mates and started to eat. The time passed by quickly and before she knew it, it was 7:45.

“Well I guess I better leave, don’t want to give him another excuse to assign more detention,” said Hermione.

“Yeah I guess your right,” replied Harry.

“Don’t be too late ‘Mione,” said Ron with a sympathetic look.

“I’ll try not to, but with him you never know,” said Hermione warily. “Anyway, don’t wait up!” And with that she got up and left for the dungeons.

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Hermione arrived at the dungeons at exactly 7:59 and knocked on the ominous door. Her heart was racing slightly as she heard that fatal word, “Enter”. She did as she was bid and opened the door to walk in. She came in and turned around to shut the door behind her. When she turned back around it was to see Snape glaring at her with a lazy sneer on his lips. “Well are you going to just stand there all night,” asked Snape who had a look of bitter amusement on his face. Hermione walked forward silently until she was standing in front of his desk. Snape stood up and walked around to the other side of the desk to address her. “Tonight you will be brewing potions for Madame Pomfry. She is running low on headache cures as well as pepper-up potion. You will be brewing the pepper-up potion while I brew the head ache cure, is that understood?”

“Yes sir,” replied Hermione.

“Very well then, let’s get started.” Snape walked to the brewing stations a few feet away and choose the one on the left. Hermione, dutifully, took her poison on his right. She checked her ingredients list and went to the store room to start gathering those items she would need to brew the potion. Snape watch her as she walked away with smile playing on his lips. She “She is a beautiful witch,” he thought to himself, then when he realized what he was thinking shook his head and glared at the retreating, toned rear end of Miss Hermione Granger. Having already acquired the necessary ingredients for his potion he set to work on preparing it. Hermione returned two minutes later, arms full of the supplies she would need for the night. She set them down at her cauldron and also started her work.

After about an hour of working in silence Snape stepped back to observe the work of his pupil. She was bent over her cauldron, hair falling to the side of her face, slight perspiration on her forehead, and her shirt sleeves rolled up. He licked his lips in appreciation for the sight before him.

Hermione felt his gaze on her and decided to play along. She stood up straight and rolled her shoulders back causing the buttons on her blouse to strain and show a little bit of cleavage. She noticed how his eyes were drawn to her breasts and decided it was ok to continue. Both of their potions required a waiting time of an hour and a half to stew, so she had plenty of time to work her own bit of magic. She brought her arms above her head to stretch, exposing her flat, toned midriff in the process. His eyes were glued to her body. She took in all of this and decided to make her move. She straitened out and turned to him with lusty eyes.

“Severus,” she said softly. Snape jumped at hearing his given name and moved his eyes back up to study her face. What he saw sent a chill down his spine. The heat of the fire was causing her skin to glow and her cheeks to flush. She was a beautiful site. She closed the distance between the two of them and put her arms around his shoulders. Severus’ arms moved to circle her slim waist as they each stared into the others eyes. Severus dipped his head down and brushed his lips against hers and heard the intake of breath from the simple contact. He moved his lips over to the shell of her ear and whispered,

“Are you sure this is what you want Hermione,” to punctuate his question he nibbled on her ear lobe as she emitted a low moan. “Are you sure you can handle this,” this he said as he pressed his body against hers and pushed her until she was backed against the table. Again she moaned but this time she took hold of his face and pressed her lips firmly against his as her answer. This time they each groaned as the kiss deepened. Severus’ tongue sought entrance into her mouth which she willingly gave. Their tongues slid against each other until Severus’ dominated and started to explore both mouth and body. His hands slid down to her firm bum and squeezed it zealously while Hermione’s hands wound themselves into his soft, non-greasy hair. He brought one his hands up to her incredibly soft hair and wound his fingers in it. He pulled her head back slightly, breaking the kiss, he moved his lips down to her jaw line and then up to her earlobe. He nibbled on her earlobe and the shell of her ear then whispered,

“Strip,” that one word sent a surge of passion to her core. She took a step back and looked him in the eye as she trailed her hands along the curves of her body then back up to the straining buttons of her blouse. She unbuttoned each buttoned slowly, revealing a little more skin each time. When she unbuttoned the last one Severus stepped closer and ran his hands up her chest and over her shoulders to push off the blouse revealing her toned torso and bra-clad breasts. She turned and unclasped the bra and let it fall to the ground. She reached around and also unzipped her pleated skirt and let that fall to the ground displaying her perfect bum. Severus noted with satisfaction that she wore no underwear. He reached over and turned her around slowly to savor the vision in front of him. Here was his goddess, no one more beautiful in his eyes, and she was all his. Hermione blushed at his lingering gaze and looked away. Severus reached and gently grabbed her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes as he said, “You are the most beautiful, know-it-all, bossy, attractive, confident witch I have ever met” with a smirk playing on his lips. Hermione’s blush deepened further but she did no disengage his stare.

“I think it’s your turn now,” replied Hermione.

“So it is,” said Severus with a smile on his face. He stepped back and took his wand out. With a flick of his wrist he was as naked as she was. He smirked and allowed her a turn to look at him.

“You cheated,” said Hermione with a pout on her lips.

“So I did, this surprises you,” he asked, now with a genuine smile gracing his face.

“No, but I can’t say I’m disappointed” she said with a sexy look on her face as she admired all of his… features. She reached out and ran her small hands over his chest and up to his face. Severus stepped closer and brushed a strand of hair out of her face and ran his thumb across her bottom lip. He leaned down and captured her mouth with his as he pulled their naked bodies flush to one another’s. Hermione could feel his prominent erection digging into her stomach. She reached down to stoke his excited member which caused Severus to moan into the kiss they were sharing. His hands found her breast and started to massage them gently. His thumb brushed against her nipple and then he gently tugged it causing her to moan in pleasure. He lowered his head down, level to her breast, and started planting soft kisses along on her breast then attached his lips to her nipple, his tongue swiping her nipple while his other hand reached down and started to stroke her clit.

“Oh Gods,” she moaned, “Don’t stop!” Severus switched breast and gave the same attention to the other nipple all the while rubbing her sensitive nub. He removed his lips from her breast which caused a whimper from the young witch beneath him. He lifted her up bridle style and carried her towards a door in the corner of the room that she had not noticed before. He tapped it open with his foot and carried her inside a small room.

There was a fire in the hearth burning low, with two chair placed before it, which was keeping the room warm. The room was decorated in various shades of green with silver accents and against the furthest wall was a king sized bed done in the same colors as the room. Severus advanced towards the bed and placed her on it gently.