Desperately

Chapter 11---Teach You A Lesson

Disclaimer: Me No Own Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy(sigh), Lucius Malfoy(double sigh) or Severus Snape(triple sigh and a sniffle). What a bummer. :-P

A/N: Okay so by now you can all pretty much just not trust me on when I will finally update. Sorry.

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"You and Pansy?"

"Yes."

"Pansy Parkinson?!"

"Yes."

"..."

"Ron leave Harry alone." Hermione sighed in exasperation, as she went back to working on a Charms essay that was due the next day.

Everyday the same thing since Harry had gotten engaged and informed them of his upcoming fatherhood a couple days ago. It was a little much to take in at once but eventually everybody accepted it, all except Ron. Hermione sighed again, she knew he was sometimes a bit thick, but really now.

"Hermione why aren't you as..."

"Ronald Bilius Weasley!" Ginny shouted from her spot nestled snuggly next to Neville.

Ron cringed at the shrill sound of her voice and use of his full name.

"Whom Harry falls in love with is his own business. Why are you still on about this? Pansy is a pretty nice girl if you would just let go of all the things you thought you knew about her and get to know the real Pansy. Maybe if you got your own love life you wouldn't have to be so interested in others."

Hermione smirked and Harry turned a grateful smile to the younger Weasley , "Couldn't have said it better myself Ginny."

Ron huffed and went back to concentrating on his own Charms essay, grumbling, "A Slytherin, Harry must be crazy."

Hermione smirked and had to hold back her laugh, if only you knew Ronald.

Suddenly a tap, tap, tap was heard on the window and Ron got up to let the owl in, only he stopped halfway to the window and turned to Hermione, frowning.

"It's that damn demon-bird, you get it."

At that statement everyone's eyes turned to the window and then back to Hermione as she got up and tried not to rush towards the window. She unlatched the window and opened it, Mystic flew in and right over to Harry, landing on his shoulder.

"Mystic?!" Hermione's eyes bugged out a bit as Mystic bent her head down and undid the bit of parchment attached to her leg, giving it to Harry. Hermione rushed over and tried to grab it but Harry sprang up off the couch, paper in hand and ran off across the common room, laughing.

"Harry, give that back!"

"Oh I don't think so." Not missing the chance to finally find out who the raven belonged to. He ran off behind Ron as she jumped for him and Ron wrapped his arms around her, holding her against his chest, egging on Harry and telling him to say who sent the letter. Hermione struggled against Ron and kicked out in front of her with her feet, almost hitting Harry.

"Hey Ginny give that back!" Harry yelled, as the paper was snatched from his hand. Ginny headed past the couch, but was snagged by her waist and she fell back against Neville. She growled as Harry came and snatched the parchment again.

"Longbottom if you know what's good for you you'll let me go this instant."

To his credit Neville knew not to fight with an angry Ginerva Weasley and wisely let go of her and put his hands up in surrender. Ginny smiled and kissed his cheek before getting off his lap and running after Harry.

Mystic had perched herself on top of a bookcase near the fireplace shortly after handing off the letter and watched in confusion as her mistress and companions fought over the small bit of paper. It was quite entertaining and if she could she would be smiling at their antics. She watched for a few moments more until her mistress got out of the Weasel's hold and rushed over to the Potter, a large stick was in her hand and she pointed it at the wizard's throat. Purple eyes widened in surprise. Whenever her Master had a stick pointed at him it had never turned out good. Mystic quickly flew down and grabbed the piece of wood; she flew over to the other male human and dropped it in his lap.

Hermione's eyes went wide and Harry smiled when the raven stole her wand.

"Violence is never the answer Hermione." He quickly took the opportunity and rushed to hide behind Ron as he unrolled the parchment. Hermione and Ginny followed trying to get past Ron as he blocked them.

He read and re-read the note, jaw clenched, and eyes wide.

"Someone's stalking you!" Harry yelled.

"What?!" Ron turned around and grabbed the note, his ears turning red as he looked back up at Hermione and Ginny. "Did you know about this Ginny?!"

"Know about what?" She grabbed the paper, but before she could read it Hermione snatched it away from her and read it herself.

Damn Snape! How dare he contact her friends and ask that they babysit. She already had his Raven and she was usually always in the vacinity of someone who she was on friendly terms with. Why did he have to contact her friends?!

"Hermione?"

She looked up to see her two very angry best friends.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing. Nothing is wrong."

"That's not what the fucking paper says!" Ron grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him, "Some mystery who-ever has to tell us! What the hell Hermione?!"

Hermione looked around and saw Neville holding the note, Ginny's shocked face to his right, Ron's outraged face in front of her, and Harry's disappointed face behind the redhead's.

"I'm sorry. I just...I didn't want to drag you all into this mess. It's just Voldemort is finally gone and everything is going surprisingly well this year and then I got this letter a couple of weeks ago and it just seem---"

"Wait one minute..." Ginny said, "you started getting these letters when and you didn't tell us?!"

"I'm sorry..." Hermione sighed and moved to the couch, sitting, she put her head in her hands and her shoulders shook.

She felt a weight settle next to her and a heavy arm fell over her shoulders, pulling her closer to a warm body. Harry's voice whispered in her ear, " I understand Hermione, I do. You didn't want to burden us. Like I never wanted you or Ron to be burdened with all the Voldemort shit."

Harry pulled back and pulled Hermione's hands away from her face. She slowly looked up and wiped a stray tear away as Harry continued, "Would you or Ron have left me to go it alone?"

She shook her head wildly, "No, Harry how could I, how could we? We're friends, we're family." Harry smiled at her and Ron sat down on the otherside of her, Ginny and Neville stood in front of the three, looking down at her.

"Exactly." Harry said.

"I'm sorry I never told any of you."

"Please tell me you told someone though?" Ron asked from her left.

Hermione turned towards him and smiled, "Yes, I told Dumbledore after I realized it couldn't be a hoax. He informed all the professors and had Sev---Snape set up my fireplace for the floo and he put up stronger wards on my door."

"Who else knows though? I mean that thing's--Mystic sqwuaked in annoyance at Ron--owner obviously knows? So who does she belong to?"

"Just a friend." That obviously needs a lesson in confidentiality, thought Hermione.

"Hermi--" The men on either side of her said in unison.

"She'll tell us when she's ready Ron, Harry." Hermione smiled gratefully at Ginny.

"So what about this stalking business then?" ventured Neville. "What exactly do the letters say?"

Hermione sighed and rubbed her eyes, while Harry rubbed her back. Mystic flew down then and landed on Neville's shoulder, looking down at her mistress with curious purple eyes.

"Ugh Hermione..." Neville questioned. She looked up and smiled at the curious raven.

"I'll tell you but let me send her off first." Hermione quickly found a spare piece of paper and wrote a quick note, then watched as the raven flew out the window and back to her snake of an owner. She then turned to find four worried and curious sets of eyes on her, this was going to be a long night.

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Severus was sitting at his desk, working on notes for the potion when Mystic flew back in through the only window in his dungeon dwelling. She flew over and landed on his desk, lowering her head and untying the string, Hermione's note fell on top of his papers."Mystic, did you have any trouble?"

Her eyes darkened a bit and she glared at her master, she then took flight and moved to her perch off in the corner. Rasing an eyebrow, Severus reached for the note and opened it, he smirked at the one lined message:

"You are in serious trouble. Watch yourself."

No more trouble than she would be in if she was unattended and then abducted, so it really wasn't of any importance her silly threat. Not when he only informed Potter for her own good, knowing full-well that he wouldn't keep her troubles from the others and that now she had a small group of bodyguards. She should have known that he wasn't above using Slytherin tactics. He tossed the note away and smiled what could the little Gryffindor do anyways.

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Potions the next morning had Snape feeling a little troubled because Hermione wasn't with her little group when all the students entered the classroom. Surely though nothing could be wrong because the lot would have run straight to Dumbledore had she been taken without anyone's knowledge. He walked up to Potter and sneered, "No Granger today, Potter?"

Harry returned the sneer with one of his own, "She's ill, Sir."

Snape turned back towards his desk, robes swirling as he did so, he moved up the aisle and swished his wand at the blackboard. Writing appeared instantly and he instructed everyone to pair up then get to work, in his usually charming manner. He moved to his desk and sat down to grade some essays. He thought he felt something brush against his trousers but dismissed it as nothing.

When he felt hands brush up his thighs he stiffened and looked down. His legs were gone?! What the...he paled a bit when he saw Hermione's disembodied head emerge and a coy little smirk adorning her face. He instantly became hard.

Her small hands brushed over his thighs once more before snaking up towards his belt and undoing the buckle. Snape stiffened and looked back up towards the students, wondering how they couldn't have heard the click and slide of his belt being undone. His zipper was next and she pulled it down slowly, inch-by-bloody-inch. He quickly grabbed up his quill and bit the inside of his cheek as the little minx under his desk rubbed her hands over his boxer-briefs, pressing down on his hardness. A moment later his length was set free and he let out a gasp as she blew over the head of his cock and rubbed the pre-cum over the tip with her thumb.

When she took him into her mouth he groaned loud enough that a couple of students looked at him with questioning eyes. He did his best to intimidate them with one of his patented glares but with Hermione under his desk sucking and licking him, he didn't think he managed it.

Her tounge slowly ran along his length, swirling around the head, and then ran back down his length in the same agonizingly slow pace as before. The quill dropped from his hand and to the table, he clenched and unclenched his hands, breathing ragged as she took him into her mouth once more. He closed his eyes tight and dropped his head forward, his hair hiding his face.

"Professor?" Fuck.

He looked up and saw many sets of eyes looking back at him.

"Is everything...okay?" Double Fuck.

Blasted Potter and his questions.

"Everything is fine Potter." He growled out, "Get back to work all of you!"

Harry furrowed his brow in annoyance and turned back to Pansy, smiling, he took the minced fairy wings and added them slowly to the potion. She blushed when he took the wings from her with his left hand and with his right he caught her left hand and twirled her engagement ring around her finger. Her face turned scarlet and she quickly turned back to the cutting board. Harry laughed under his breath and went back to their potion while his fiance blushed brightly next to him.

A moment later the sound of a glass breaking had everyone looking up.

An empty glass vile had fallen off of Snape's desk and fallen to the ground, shattering into pieces as it hit the cold stone floor, leaving many students curious as to how it could have happened considering this was their Potion's teacher they were talking about. No one dare say a word and the classroom fell into silence except for the ragged breathing of the school's most feared Professor.

Snape's hair hung over his face hiding his facial features, which was most definately a good thing in the long run becuase of the small smile adorning his face would have likely scared anyone who saw it and have them running for the hills.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out.

Excellent Severus, now that you have that under control do try to stop smiling, he sighed and pulled his face into a grimace before he lost the battle again and smiled. Hermione had already placed him back into his pants and done them up. The zipper and buckle hardly making a sound over his ragged breathes.

Hermione smirked and pushed slightly against Severus' legs, when he looked down she mouthed let me out, but he ignored her and blocked her escape from under his desk. She growled loud enough that some Gryffindors in the first row glanced up in bewilderment.

Snape pointed his wand at the shattered vile and repaired it quickly while he called for all the potions to be bottled up and brought to his desk. Hermione sat back against the inside of the desk and scowled at the black-clad legs of her lover.

Everyone quickly departed and Snape swept his hand towards the door and the lock clicked in place at the same time he reached under the desk and grabbed the cloak off of Hermione's form. He scooted the chair back and beckoned her with a long pale finger.

"Out. Now."

Hermione crawled out from under the desk and smiled sheepishly at the man before her as his dark eyes bore into her. Snape stood slowly and soon towered over her. Moving forward he trapped her suddenly between him and his desk, making a surprised gasp pass through her lips. His mouth descended on hers, kissing her savagely before pulling away and whispering against her lips, "Never do that while I am conducting a class again."

"Payback is a beautiful thing." Hermione purred against his lips.

Snape growled and she squeaked as his lips crashed back onto hers. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him into a deeper kiss as their tongues battled for dominance.

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A/N: "Teach You A Lesson" by Robin Thicke. I don't know if I'm completely happy with it but it is a decent filler I guess. Sorry it took so long, my muse had a hissy fit and ran away.