Hermione\'s Revenge

Chapter 15

On Saturday, Hermione, and and Harry were in Hogsmeade shopping. Hermione had graciously followed Harry and Ron into the various shops while they bought sweets and plenty of pranks to pull from the joke shop.

Walking down the street, she slyly said, “Lets go into this store.” The boys looked up and saw that it was a bookstore.

“Oh come on Hermione, not today! It’s Saturday,” whined Ron.

“Come on, it will be fun. I promise.” They entered the store and she made her way to the section titled Sexual Mischief: Fantasies and Facts.

“NO WAY!” cried Harry.

“You can’t be serious Hermione!” pleaded Ron. “What do you want a book like that for?”

“If I tell you, you will sprout elf ears and it’s too cold to be wearing a tea towel,” she smiled.

Glancing over the titles, she pulled out two books, The Perfect Orgasm, and 404 Ways to Seduce Your Wizard. She paid for the books and they left.

“Oh gods Hermione! Why did you want us to see the books you bought?”“Bec“Because you wrote HG loves SS on my paper and I wanted you to know that it is true,” she gleamed while Ron and Harry turned green. “And because you can’t discuss it, I know you will keep it a secret.”

On their way back to Hogwarts, Ron and Harry did not touch the candy they bought. The idea of Snape and sex made them lose their appetites.

Now Hermione was pretty much naïve when it came to sex since this was all new to her. She was going to turn the tables on Severus. There was no way he was going to be the only one doing the sexual tormenting. The way he had reacted to her touches and kisses gave her enough self-confidence that she was going to learn how to sexually torment him properly.

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In Double Potions class, Hermione sat in the back with Ron and Harry who were cringing because Hermione was wearing one of those *grins* warning them to watch out. Severus began his lecture as normal while cautiously glancing at her, noticing her extra big grin. From past experience, this worried him, but he couldn’t do anything about it except keep his guard up.

The students were brewing their potions and Severus was gliding between the rows, yelling and criticizing each of them except for Hermione. He knew better than to inspect her potion with the grin she wore, but suddenly something caught his eye and he took a double take.

Her robes were clasped at her neck but opened up, revealing a very low cut, black leather blouse that hugged her breast so tight it looked like they were ready to pop out. Severus was trying to walk across the room, not breaking eye contact with her (breasts) when he tripped and knocked over a Slytherin’s cauldron.

“Clean it up!” he hissed, still not looking away from Hermione.

She dipped her finger into her cauldron and began to stir it, licking her lips as she eyed the contents. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him cautiously approaching her. She pulled out her finger, which dripped with melted chocolate and placed it ever so slowly into her mouth. The chocolate dripped, rolled down her chin and dropped to her breasts.

“Mmmm, delicious,” she moaned. Severus pulled his robes close to conceal the large bulge in his pants. He stood over her, wanting so bad to lick the chocolate off of her breasts, but restrained himself.

He gritted his teeth, whispering, “What are you doing?” But she did not answer. Closing her eyes, she began to lick the chocolate from her finger, thrusting it in and out of her mouth.

Leaning closer to her, he hissed, “You have to do better than this my love.”

Placing her hand under his robes, she found his bulge and gave it a slight squeeze. “I think by the feel of things, this was pretty good, but if you want better - ”

He recoiled from her touch so fast that he knocked another cauldron over. Ignoring it, he went back to the front of the room. Looking back at her, she still had chocolate dripping down her chin. Harry was looking at her and asking a question, but was not startled by her appearance. Severus realized she had placed a distracting charm on herself so only he could she her lewd behavior.

The bell rang. “OUT!” he yelled and even Hermione knew better than to stay, fearing that he would torment her worse.

At dinner, Hermione was sitting with Ron and Harry. They were busy visiting with the other Gryffindors when Snape walked by. He grazed his fingers through Hermione’s hair so that she did not even notice. A single hair stuck to his fingers and he took it with him. Sitting at the High Table, he reached for a grape and wrapped her hair around it. He drew his wand and muttered, “Gradatio vabalienatio.” - meaning ‘transfer of sensations and climax.’ Removing the hair, he placed the grape in his mouth and began to stroke it with his tongue while he looked at Hermione.

She was in the middle of a conversation with Ginny when her head shot straight up, gasping. She felt the sensation of her clitoris being stroked while she sat in the middle of the Great Hall. She looked at Severus with huge brown eyes and he just raised an eyebrow and nodded. He pulled the grape from his mouth and licked it again.

“Oh gods!” she cried.

“Hermione! Are you okay?” asked Ginny.

“I - UM,” she swallowed hard as he stroked her again, “I FOR got to do my - oooh - my - ooh - bYE!” she ran from the Great Hall into the hall. Severus continued to stroke the grape from where he sat, knowing Hermione could go anywhere in the castle and still feel his tongue.

Her knees buckled and she fell to the ground, moaning. Trying to stand up, she couldn’t control her body as it climaxed. Breathing hard, she used the wall to help her stand. Glancing around to see if anyone had been watching, but the halls were empty. She felt him stroking her again and she clumsily ran to her rooms.

She collapsed on her bed, moaning and whimpering with every stroke from his tongue. Her hips were bucking while her walls spasm to another orgasm. Breathless, she was trying to sit up when she felt his tongue again.
“Oh gods Severus!” she moaned. Her third orgasm came even quicker. Since he was sitting in the Great Hall, he was not able to tell if she had climaxed yet or not, so he evilly continued to stroke the grape.

After a good thirty minutes, Severus’ tongue was too numb to continue, so he said the counter spell and ate the grape. He finished his meal and walked out of the hall in a very good mood.

Hermione did not return for dinner since she was unconscious from the state ecstasy due to the multiple orgasms she had just experienced. It wasn’t until early morning she awoke, remembering what he had done. She found her book, 404 Ways to Seduce Your Wizard and she began searching for her next move.

When she arrived in the Great Hall for breakfast, her friends just stared at her.

“Are you okay Hermione?” asked Harry.

“I’m fine,” she blushed, “I just forgot to hand in a part of my homework for - um one of my classes.”

She looked up a Severus, who was drinking his tea. He raised his cup to her along with his eyebrow, causing her to blush even more. By no means was she angry about last night, she just had never eiencienced that much gratification at one time.

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One evening, Severus was trying to let down the wards to his rooms, but he couldn’t. He tried every spell he knew that would override the wards, but they did not work either. At one last attempt, he tried to blast the door open, but fail. Hearing some muffled giggles, he growled, “Hermione!”

“Yes my love,” came a voice out of thin air.

“You changed my wards didn’t you?”

“Yes my love.”

“Open my door!”

“No.”

“Then tell me the wards!”

“I miss my Fuzzy Wuzzy.”

“What?” he snapped.

“I miss my Fuzzy Wuzzy,” she giggled.

“I am not saying it.”

“Oh, but you have to. I set the wards so they are voice activated by you and only you.”

“Hermione Annel -” he began, almost saying her middle name.

She pulled the invisibility cloak off of her and hissed, “Don’t ever use my middle name!”

“Hermione Annel -”

“Severus *SNORT* Snape!” They both eyed each other, daring the other to continue.

“I miss my Fuzzy Wuzzy,” he hissed, but nothing happened.

“You have to say it nice,” she smirked at him.

“You will pay for this,” he hissed at her.

In a nicer voice he said, “I miss my Fuzzy Wuzzy.” The door opened. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her inside, slamming the door shut. He threw her on the bed and pinned her down with his body.

“You, Hermione, drive me absolutely insane yet I fall more and more in love with yocauscause of it,” he purred before kissing her.

“Change my wards back!” he snapped.

“No,” she calmly said. He ran his hands along her curves and down between her legs.

Opening her legs for him, he said again, “Change my wards back.”

“No,” she whispered. His hands pulled her panties off and slid his fingers inside of her. He could feel how she was clearly aroused by how wet she was. His fingers stroked her nub and thrust into while her moans increased and her hips n ton to rock.

“Will you change them now?”

“Noooooo,” she moaned with her eyes closed. He could feel how aroused she was by her throbbing nub, knowing she was only seconds from climaxing. He pulled his hand away from her and asked again.

“Will you change them now?” She opened her eyes and gave him a dirty look for stopping.

“That is not fair Severus.”

“I don’t remember you being fair with the chocolate syrup, the lollipop, the -”

“Okay, I get it. But you forget one.”

“Which one is that?” She quickly sat up and pushed him on his back, straddling him and kissing him. Lying on top of him, she began to unfasten his pants and exposed throthrobbing erection that had been begging for release.

Her eyes grew wide at seeing it for the first time. Aside from the crude drawings in The Perfect Orgasm and 404 Ways to Seduce Your Wizard books, she had never seen the male anatomy up front and personal.

She had memorized The Perfect Orgasm book, but suddenly the information left her mind. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to pleasure Severus, she just wanted to do it right.

She looked at him and saw his black eyes begging her to continue so she took one finger and stroked his erection from top to bottom. The sudden gasp of air he sucked in scared her, but also reassured her, so she did it again, getting the same reaction. This time she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began to ke ike it, watching him close his eyes. She could hear him swallowing hard as she continued to stroke him.

The information she had read in the book was slowly starting to come back to her and she remembered the most sensitive part was the tip of his penis. Closing her eyes, she lowered her mouth to it and began licking it just like she licked the lollipop. A moan escaped from him. She swirled and flicked her tongue making him moan louder. His hips were rocking under her and she smiled at making him surrender to her touch. She lowered her mouth further, taking more of him in. It was different than what she had thought. He filled her mouth and she tried to work her tongue, but it was a little awkward, so she just slid her mouth up and down his shaft to get used to it. She realized as she pulled out, she could use her tongue until he entered her again.

Opening her eyes, she could see his eyes half closed, watching her. His breathing was fast and he still gasped every time he entered her mouth. As his hips began to move a little faster, she quickened the pace. She wasn’t sure, but she thought he was close to releasing but he pulled her head from him.

“Please, Hermione, together,” he said, pulling her body on top of his so her entrance was lined up at his mouth, in a sixty-nine position. He parted her legs on each side of his head and guided her hips down to him so his tongue could enter her warm wet flesh. She lowered her mouth back down to him and resumed what she had started. It was harder to concentrate this time as she felt her own orgasm building, so she flicked and swirled his tip with her tongue while her hand stroked him quick and fast. Their hips began to jerk and moans came from both of them. They each cried each other’s names as they came, spilling into the other’s mouth.

Turning around, she collapsed into her arms, both breathless and very satisfied. They fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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The next day after class Severus headed back to his rooms when Albus approached him, “Severus, may I have a word with you?”

“Yes sir,” he said, drawing his wand to lower the wards, but nothing happened.

“Shit,” he muttered, rolling his eyes.

“Problem Severus?”

“No sir,” he growled and in a *nice* voice he said, “I miss my Fuzzy Wuzzy.”