Beyond the verge of Teasing

Authors Note: I didn’t expect to take this long to update, but my beloved muse and I haven’t exactly had th same schedules =P

Thank you all so much for reviewing, it has really meant a lot for me and I assure you: this is not a mindless fic that oh so quickly gets to the sex scene, no no, I practically live with the sole thought of foreplay, so expect plenty of that
On another hand someone has said that th first chapter is full of mistakes that I can’t really see…… is that true?? Should I get a beta??

Anyway, read on n I hope you enjoy………


Chapter 2 – Awareness of Danger

As Hermione awoke next day, the reality of last night’s events came crashing down on her.

“Oh God! I just openly teased and flirted with a teacher. And it had to be Snape! Fuck!!! Why did I have to have a rebel against Saint Granger crisis with him and not in front of someone - anyone - else?” she thought.

She really felt like hitting her head against one of the bedposts. By now Snape had probably gone and convinced Dumbledore to expel her for misbehaviour….. Or maybe he was too embarrassed about what happened to tell anyone, but he’d set himself to personally punish her for last night’s deviousness.

And of all classes she had today, why did Potions have to be one of them?

Getting out of bed while still mentally kicking herself for yesterday’s insane actions, she got on with preparing for the day and went into the shower.

As warm jets of water tickled down her body, her mind drifted of to the person she most feared seeing today.

Envisioning those cold dark orbs that could penetrate into your mind discovering your secret desires, she imagined his hands sweeping over her body, alluring her senses and making her nipples hard.

Her hands began to caress her body, slowly teasing her skin as water drops teased her further.

She began timidly to circle her breasts with her fingertips, becoming more daring by the second and pulling and pinching her nipples as moans erupted from her throat. The feeling of excitement of masturbating in her dorms bathroom seemed to edge her into lowering her hands downwards.

“What would he do if he had me?” she wondered. A certain fantasy she often had of him bending her over face down on his teacher’s table, school skirt pushed up past her hips as he fucked her from behind, grabbing her ass cheeks as he rammed into her making her slide with each thrust further down the desk. They would finally come at the same time, bodies shaking and fluids mixing inside her.

The notion that she was taking way to long in the shower and that she would be late to classes made her hastily get out and dry herself, her body stiff with sexual tension and not have finding a release.

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As soon as she entered the Great Hall she felt a pair of eyes follow her every move. For the first time since entering the lounge, she averted her gaze to the teacher’s table and was not surprised to see Snape watching her like a hawk.

Sitting nervously between Harry and Ron she ate her breakfast and then headed down to the dungeons for Potions.

The class was going on a lot like breakfast had gone. She would nervously try to get on with what she was doing, occasionally looking up to find Snape with his gaze fixed solemnly on her. Sometimes she would keep his gaze, their eyes locking with each other, defying to break the lock.

She lost every time. His transfixed gaze and the guilty feelings of impure thoughts about him in the shower made her extremely jittery and class simply didn’t seem to move on fast enough.

“Miss Granger, kindly stay behind once class is over.” Snape said, giving her an evil smirk.

Harry that was sitting close to her gave her hand a kick squeeze and asked “Do you want me to stall so that I don’t leave you alone with the greasy git? I can pretend to take extra time to pack my stuff.”

“No Harry, you go along for lunch. He probably just wants to nag me about some poorly done Head Girl duty or something like that.” she assured him, not wanting him to find out how she had shamelessly flirted with Snape.

As the bell rang she distracted herself packing her stuff as all of the other students left. Approaching Snape’s desk, she began to shiver. Imagining that he would suddenly pull her onto the desk and take her there just like in her fantasy.

“Miss Granger” he drawled in that low voice of his, he stood and began circling her like a prey, his eyes never leaving her as they repeatedly swept over her body “I think I will give you a little task, you being the brains behind the oh so gloriously famous Golden Trio and all that.”

He bent over closer to her, she closed her eyes as she was almost certain that it was going to be now that he was going to bend her over his desk that was right in front of her. She shivered and she could almost feel him smiling evilly behind her sensing how nervous he made her feel and the sexual tension between them.

“I want you to right me a two feet long essay, using historical facts and your own opinions on the topic” he paused, his voice went lower as he huskily whispered in her ear “about the dangers you can find in facing a Death Eater.”

A.N - pleaze oh pleaze keep those glorious reviews coming. i'm a first time insecure writer n i need reviews to move on