The Diaries of Hermione Granger and Severus Snape

August 9, 2000

 

The day has dawned and it is time for my revenge. I awake
with a wonderful feeling that only the thought ustiustice can bring.

The night before, several teachers
(Hooch, McGonagall and Sprout) had gathered in my room for a battle strategy
meeting. Of course, this required me to tell them how this all started; but to
my shock, they were quite receptive to Severus “getting some.” By the way,
those are Professor Sprout’s words, not mine. Didn’t know she had it in her;
but apparently, (according to McGonagall anyway) she is quite the wild
women...maybe one too many mushrooms or something?

Anyway, they all unanimously
agreed that Severus “getting some” could only help him; so, I had/have their
full cooperation. It was then decided that we would also help teach Severus a
little lesson. Oh all right, we were going to teach him a BIG lesson.  We
each settled on the part we would play, and we decided to act. Today is the
day.

I traveled my usual path to
breakfast. I took my time enjoying the scenery. I planned on enjoying this day
to the fullest, stopping to smell the roses if you will. What a glorious day...


Before I knew it, I was singing
“Zippy Dee Doo Daa.” Had
anyone came across me, they would have thought Dumbledore and I had exchanged
places. You know what I mean. People questioning whether he is mentally
challenged and all.

I reached the Great Hall and threw
open the doors with a flourish. I stopped, took a deep breath and entered with
a smile. I practically skipped to my place at the table.

Severus was already sitting in his
normal place and eating his morning meal.  He did not look up as I brushed
by him.

I, on the other hand, sang a good
morning to him. He sneered. I smiled. The morning was even more perfect than
before.

Minerva caught my eye and gave me a
sly wink. All the other women also offered a slight wink in greeting and I
reciprocated. It was amazing the power that sisterhood offers.

I ignored Severus. I spoke with
Sirius and Dumbledore during my meal. I did keep a close watch on Severus
because phase one was to acquire his help with something.

I saw him begin to leave out of
the corner of my right eye.

“Severus?”

“Yes…”

“Could we meet this afternoon? I
have some teaching methods I would like to run by you and Professor
McGonagall.”

“I see no need. You know my style
and you know my feelings on the matter.”

I must have had a panicked look on
my face because McGonagall and Dumbledore went to intercede.

“Severus, you know our policy. It
is in our interests to help our fellow colleagues.” Dumbledore stated.

“2pm.
Do not be late.” Severus was gone with an impatient swish.

 I looked to Minerva and she
smiled a bright, knowing smile. Life was truly great.

It was 10am, so we had a few hours to kill before we implemented
the plan. I met up with the ladies outside of the Great Hall and we agreed we
needed to get out and calm our nerves. So, we took a short trip to Hogsmeade
and walked around the town. We ended in Rosmerta’s to
have a calming butterbeer. We leisurely enjoyed the drink and then headed back
to complete our preparations.

I arrived in my room and collected
my toys (remember those I bought when Harry was visiting?). I also dressed
myself in the concubine outfit. I put my long hair up in an “I love Jeannie”
ponytail. I covered my eyelids in a shimmering gold. I dressed my eyelashes in a thick black mascara that “separated and lifted.” I ended
my eye makeup with a deep brown eyeliner on both lids.
I put a soft coffee blush on my cheeks and ended with a bronze lipstick.

I looked good and I knew it. I
covered my costume with full robes.

I put a shrinking charm on my
“goodies” and headed to the entrance hall. There, I met up with my cohorts.
They, too, were dressed as I. It was time.

I placed a “Do not notice” charm
on McGonagall, Hooch and Sprout. Then, we headed down to the dungeons.  

It was exactly 1:59:57. I knocked on his classroom door. He replied
with a curt, “Enter.”

He greeted me with a “You are
early.”

I replied with an “I’m not now.”
He gestured for me to sit down in one of the student’s chairs. I nodded my head
and began to remove my outer robe. To stay the surprise, I turned my front away
from his sharp gaze; plus, I could now see my fellow warriors. I slightly
smiled at them and removed my robe. Severus was not looking at me. His nose was
back in his current book. I waited for him to notice me. After a few minutes,
he gazed up at me with a “Why are you not…” But, he never finished his
statement. *giggle*

I told you I looked good. Apparently,
he agreed. He quickly removed the shock from his face and replaced it with a
harsh stoic look.

He began again with “What is the
meaning of this?”

However, Professor McGonagall had
already placed an invisible restraining ward on Severus. It locked him to the
chair. He immediately began fighting the restraint and insisted that I tell him
what I thought I was doing.

I informed him that I was taking
what I had decided was mine. If I could suffer through all of his recent
tortures, I feel justified in returning the favor to him. I pulled my wand from
my harem costume’s sleeve and removed the charm from my Ladies in Battle.
I also undid my shrinking charm.

I had charmed a muggle CD player
to play some music for us. With a flick of her wand, Sprout had placed a video
camera in the corner. The reason is for later reasons just remember his
restraints ARE invisible!

As soon as the camera is started,
I began the CD player. All four of us surrounded Severus and began belly
dancing. We were up close and personal. Our hips and bodies were gyrating on
every side of him. We varied our shakes to match the music; some slow and
enticing, while others were fast and impatient. We rolled from side to side. We
rolled front to back. We touched his sides, his back.

Professor Sprout even jumped on
his lap and wiggled around. With horny ol’ Sprout
getting into the grove, Minerva let go too. The next thing we knew, she had
both her hands in his hair running them through over and over.  

Madame Hooch had taken to
erotically rubbing her backside into his back; I guess you could call it a butt
massage. That is really all I can think to call it. She shook that rump in
round circles again and again. I stood in front, maintained eye contact; and gyrated my hips in the most evocative way that I knew. I saw
his eyes drifting over my body and I felt my nipples harden and my stomach
tighten in need. He was only making this easier for me. The song changed and we
all traded places. I sat in Severus’ lap, Sprout played with his hair, McGonagall
massaged his back with her firm arse and Madame Hooch was practicing her
stomach rolls. They were really quite amazing.

As I was dancing on Severus’ lap,
I noticed that he was really *enjoying* our exhibition. I gave the specified
signal, two snaps and a clap. We all stopped our actions and stood in front of
Severus.

“Do you give?”

“No.” His denial was enhanced with
a curt snort

“So be it.”

I placed a women’s sleeping patch
over his eyes. He was now unable to see what we were doing. We resumed our tasks
only now every possible body part was being rubbed against Severus, up and
down, front and back, and round and round; we erotically threw our bodies at
the Potions Master. Next, I transfigured his robes to be a Speedo. You know the
ones that emphasize everything he “has.” The color was the richest red I could
imagine. I guess I should say…think candy apple red.

Madame Hooch picked up his right
hand and began suckling on his fingers. She treated each one to light suck, ran
her tongue up and down the length and then gave some well placed nips. He liked
it, a lot.

McGonagall took the other hand and
gave it equal attention. Her tongue was flicking everywhere.  

Professor Sprout lovingly sucked
on his left ear. She nipped and blew. To our delight, Severus moaned.

I kept on grindinghipships in his
lap. I rotated them to the right. Then, back to the left. I rubbed my rump up
and down on his chest. I heard him inhaling my scent.

He was becoming very aroused.
 

I gave the signal again, and we
all stood before him.

“Do you give?”

  “No!”

“So be it”

I transfigured a quill lying on
his desk into a razor. While the other women were belly dancing on his front
side, I shaved his head from the back. I did not stop until he was bald. Once I
finished, I took a long, slow, sensual lick of his head. He lowered his head as
I did this; so, I followed by flicking my tongue several times on the back of
his neck and lightly blowing. I saw him shiver from the contact.  I
grinned. I knew I was getting to him.

I gave the signal again and the
ladies stopped grinding their bodies into his.

“Do you give?”

“No!”

“So be it.”

I made it so that he could see out
of his right eye. I flicked my wand at the door and it unlocked.  In
walked two cross dressers. They both were wearing concubine outfits, well made
faces and stiletto heels. They closed the door behind them and greetederuserus
with a deep, growling “Hi!” This was followed by their heels clicking on the
floor as they moved further into the room.

The Ladies and I walked away from
Snape and stopped in front of the new arrivals. I told them he had been a very
bad boy. They told me they understood and pulled out chains and whips.

I told them to come and find me
once he had been suitably punished. I gave them a knowing wink. We walked out of
the room and I waited in the halls. The women had done their part superbly.

I could hear the clanking of
chains, but I knew he was not being hurt; nor was the men in their cross
dressing outfits. They were actually two friends from college who owed me big
time after helping them pass one of their more trying classes.

The deal was to swat the floor
around Severus with the chains and leather whips. They were not to touch, but
to strike close enough for him to feel the swish of the air.

I listened for the specified 50
lashes and I sauntered back in. My two college friends were standing to the
side lightly swinging their torture devices.

I walked up to Severus and ran my
finger tip down his chest.  I lightly cuffed him under the chin and asked,
“Do you give?”

“No!”

“So be it.”

I readjusted his patch to cover
both eyes. I motioned for my friends to leave with a quick wave and a wink. I
was all alone with Severus.

I placed my face as close to his
as I could without touching. Our breath intermingled, he smelled of cinnamon;
mine smelled of sweet, juicy peaches. I took one last sensual inhale, and I
lightly placed my lips on his. He responded and tried to deepen the kiss, but I
pulled back.

“AH, AH, AH” I finished the chastise by tapping his nose with my finger.

I then caught his bottom lip and
tugged, hard. After one more tug, I bit. A nice playful nip, that made him want
to deepen the kiss. I once again removed my lips from his and moved back. I
leaned into him again and bit his neck. I left teeth marks. I nipped a few more
times and then I lightly trailed my tongue down his neck. He moved his head to
make his neck more accessible. I got to the spot just over the clavicle and
sucked. I licked my way back up to his ears and ran my tongue up the backside
of his ear.

It was more than Severus could
take. He moaned and it was deep and feral. It was an animalistic sound that
awakened every single feminine nerve in my already aroused body. I stifled my
replying moan. I could not lose control…yet.

“Do you give?”

He moaned out a “No!”

“So be it.”

My lips traveled south again and
came into contact with a nipple. I sucked it to a stiff peak, and then I
lightly ran my teeth over it. You could see the aroused nipple, with my teeth
on it, was causing him a mixture of pain and pleasure. I grinned evilly and
moved to the other nipple. I repeated my actions and loved his responding
twitch in his pants.

“Do you give?”

“No!”

“So be it”

I continued licking, nipping and
biting every inch os chs chest; up and down, left to right and then right to
left, leaving no skin untouched. Simultaneously, I ran my right hand up his
thigh and massaged his inner thigh.

Severus was beginning to writhe in
the chair. I continued both ministrations for several more minutes. He was
quickly losing control.

“Do you give?”

“Yes, Merlin, Yes” GoodGood…”

I continued my teasing tactics. I
wanted to hear the man beg as if I was the water he needed after being without
for a month in the desert.

His head was thrown back in the
most deliciously capricious way, turning it from side to side. His body was
screaming for release. It was time to ask…

“Will you beg?”

“Please…more…now…” he barely
gasped out in a deep grating murmur.

“Now?”

“Yes damn it…now…” This was hissed
through clenched teeth.

“Finite Incatatem,”
I whispered. Severus was now free. He wrapped an arm around me, threw his book
on the floor, and shoved me onto his desk. He freed me of my pantaloons and him
of his Speedos. Within an eighth of a second, we were one. He pushed me
forcefully into the desk and made me his; over and over, until I could not
maintain a logical thought. I was lost in the sensations. My body was alive,
receiving and screaming for more.

I got out “more.” It was strangled
and passion filled, but he heard.

He changed his position and
quickened his stride. I could feel the tingling sensation begin in my core and
burst from me at the speed of a muggle bullet. My walls grasping around him
caused him to follow quickly after I.

He dropped his head onto my chest
while trying to catch his breath. I rubbed my hands over his head.

Once he garnered control, he
spoke. “This is war…”

I responded, “I certainly hope
so.”