A Wager Between Girls

Author's Note: just to let y'all know, i'm writing and posting as i go cuz i'm in an impatient mood.


Chapter Two



Defense Class...


“So, now that I’ve explained the style of attack performed by the Cave Troll, you can work on your research papers. Remember, I need the survival methods of the Cave Troll, the Vampire, or the Mermaid. You will also need to write about how to interact and/or avoid such magical creatures, as well as what to do if you are attacked by one of them. And yes, you can work with a partner, but quietly please. Okay! Let’s get to work.” Lupin finished instructing the class, and began rifling through the papers on his desk.

Hermione looked around and motioned for Ginny to come sit with her. Ginny obliged, bringing her books and supplies over to Hermione’s desk.

It was now about 9 in the morning, and the sun shone brightly through the windows, helping everyone to wake up some more, and get to work. The commotion of students moving their desks and greeting their partners lasted a few minutes. Then the room was filled with a quiet, but excited chattering. Everyone was getting their gossip out of the way first, and then set into discussing who should do what for the project.

Hermione looked out one of the large classroom windows, and saw Professor Snape talking to the Slytherin Heads of House outside in the courtyard. He looked like a porcelain figure in the yellow morning sun. A gaunt porcelain figure with striking aquiline features...out of place in the soft glowing atmosphere outside...kinda sexy all of a sudden...

Hermione heard Professor Lupin clear his throat. He was blowing heavy dust off some books he found on the shelf under the blackboard. He looked handsome and sweet as he squinted against the clouds of dust, trying to sort the books. He always looked so cute when he concentrated.

“So. Which one do you wanna do?”

“What??” said Hermione, looking incredulously at Ginny.
“I said, which one do you wanna do? The Cave Troll, the Vampire or the Mermaid? The paper? Hello?” said Ginny, looking a bit concerned.
“Oh right! Sorry. Um...how about we write about...the Vampire.” replied Hermione.
“Right. Okay. I’ll look it up in this book, you see what it says in that one.” said Ginny.

So then Hermione and Ginny set to work researching the Vampire. After they had written and cited what they had found, they became restless. They were almost done already.
“How about we do the rest later. I’ll draw the diagram of the Vampire’s teeth, and can you finish quoting the survivors’ accounts?” said Hermione.
“Yep, sounds good.” said Ginny.
They looked around the room.

Harry and Ron were checking out the pictures of naked Mermaids in various textbooks, Neville was writing down what Seamus summarized from a book, and Draco sat while Crabbe and Goyle did all the work.

The girls both looked up at the front, where Lupin was now writing on the blackboard. Hermione was reading what he was writing–the due date of the research papers–while Ginny was checking out his body. He was wearing a soft grey sweater over his shirt and tie, and he had on light brown trousers. As he had his back turned to the class, Ginny unabashedly stared at his butt.

She pinched Hermione on the thigh, trying to get her to look at Lupin’s butt. Hermione jumped at the pinch and gasped.

“Pssst!” They heard from behind them.

It was Draco. He then made obscene gestures at the girls with his tongue and his hand.

“Oh bugger off, Malfoy!” yelled Ginny, getting pissed off.

Lupin turned around quickly.

“Ginny? None of that. And Draco, don’t do whatever it was you were doing.” he said wearily. He checked his watch.
“It’s time to pack up your things, everyone. Class dismissed. Oh, Ginny, can I talk to you?” he asked, smiling slightly.

Ginny flushed and walked up to the front.

“Yes, Sir?” she said, flashing him a sweet smile.
“You know, Ginny, that you can’t just yell in the middle of class? And just ignore Malfoy...we all know he’s annoying,” he winked at her, “but it’s best to just ignore him, yeah?” said Lupin.
“Yeah. Okay.” said Ginny. She was staring at him. She bit her bottom lip, trying to think of something else to say. He cleared his throat and began fidgeting and gathering his papers.
“Um, see you later, Professor.” said Ginny, smiling and rushing off to catch up with Hermione.

Ginny walked up beside Hermione and let out a happy sigh. Hermione smiled.

The pair made their way down the halls, and then they stopped at a large water fountain to get a drink. It had beautiful taps that looked like rainforest foliage, and the water streamed off the leaves in various areas of the wall-mounted device.
They were each enjoyed the clean, cold water dripping into their mouths as they drank. Hermione was bent forward lapping at the water, when she felt a whoosh of air behind her. It felt good as it rushed up her skirt as she bent over.

“You don’t want to be late for class” said a voice.

Hermione straightened up and turned around, where she came face to face with Professor Snape. She felt a twinge of arousal in her belly, not only at how close he was, but how he was standing directly behind her as she was bent over in a skirt. She wondered if he enjoyed the view.

“Of course not, Professor.” she said, while staring into his dark eyes.
“Good.” he said sharply. And then he stalked off down the hall.

Ginny chuckled.
“Well well, I guess he woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. AGAIN” she said.

Hermione laughed softly, while she imagined being in that bed with him. Ginny looked at her friend, who was now a bit flushed and glassy eyed.

“Um...” said Ginny, not knowing what to say about Hermione’s obvious crush on the potions master.

“Yes, well. Don’t want to be late! Let’s go now.” said Hermione.


Potions class...


Ginny and Hermione parted ways as the entered the potions room because unfortunately they had different lab partners. Ginny had Seamus, and Hermione had Neville. So they settled into their seats and took out their supplies.

Snape was completely silent, watching the students and waiting for them to quiet down, which didn’t take long. They all knew how easily Snape gave out detentions–and insults, and some humiliation as well.

Hermione watched him back; the way his long, articulate fingers tapped the desk; the way his black eyes pierced anyone on contact. He was intimidating, for sure. But, Hermione thought, that makes him attractive...along with his authority, his brilliance, and his ethereally sinister looks.

He noticed she was staring at him, so he made eye contact with her and smiled evilly. She became unnerved, and looked down at her desk.

Ginny saw Hermione was just sitting looking at her desk. So she went into a blatantly fake coughing fit to get her attention.

Hermione looked back at Ginny, wondering what she was on about.

Ginny mouthed to her “the meeting. Right after this.” Hermione understood, and smiled excitedly. When she looked back up at the front, she saw the potions master still smiling strangely at her.

Professor Snape then gave his students the task of finding a potion in one of the many textbooks and then making it before the end of class.

“You need to hand in to me a potion that will increase eyesight for up to 3 hours. It also increases night vision. Figure out what it is, then make it, and give it to me. Understood? Get to work.” he said.

Hermione worked as fast as she could, only pausing to help Neville a few times. About an hour later, she was finished. Having read her textbooks fully, she remembered seeing the potion before, and so she had a head start. She filled her test tube with the potion, labeled it, and went to hand it in.

“You forgot to sign the attendance scroll, Miss Granger.” said Snape, pushing the scroll and a quill in front of her.

“Sorry, Professor, I’ll um..” she fumbled, trying to sign the scroll before he got angry and took house points or worse. She put the test tube on the desk, where it rolled off onto the floor. Luckily they were durable, but it kept rolling away. She scribbled the rest of her name on the attendance scroll, and then quickly went after the tube.

Hermione fell to her knees, reached forward and grabbed it just before it fell down a drainage grate. She was sort of stretched out on all fours by Snape’s desk. She felt his eyes on her, and she knew he was enjoying the view this time. Her skirted butt was facing him, and no doubt even her panties were revealed to her professor. She was quite embarrassed, but also very turned on.

She hurriedly got up, handed the tube to Snape, collected her things and left the class. She waited out in the hall for Ginny, so they could go to the Patils’ meeting soon.