Hermione Does Hogwarts

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RWH and Loraine


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Chapter Four

Detention


Hermione’s mood changed between the journey from the Great Hall to the dungeon to serve her detention. Her euphoria had waned from her late night shower encounter. Now, she had a surly man to deal with and she wasn’t looking forward to it.

“Enter…” A voice responded to her knock and she opened the door stepping into the nearly empty classroom. As far as she could see, the class was deserted.

“Professor?” She called out shutting the door behind her.

A voice called out again. “There is a list on the board. Brew the potion and call me when it’s ready.”

Hermione took a glance at the list and recognized the potion. It was a complicated dampening potion designed to reduce emotional outbreaks and active hormones. The potion had been designed for puberty stricken teens.

She jotted down the ingredients and retrieved the items from the storeroom. She set up the cauldron and started the fire at a low setting. It was unusually warm in the classroom. She cast a glance towards the closed door where she assumed Snape was hiding. There was no sign that the Professor would be coming out anytime soon so she slipped off her robe and put it aside.

Unknown to her, Severus Snape, Potion’s Master, was watching. After placing a transparency spell on his side of the door, he was keeping his eyes on the young lady; just to make sure she didn’t try to pilfer any more of his rare stock. His eyes kept darting to her as she worked. He would have preferred to be in the same room to be able to keep better tabs on her but until this particular potion was finished, he didn’t dare. He needed the dampening potion to maintain his overdeveloped urges. Those twisted needs that had developed and corrupted his libido during his dark years of service to Voldemort.

He watched with growing impatience. It had only been a few days since his last dosage but already he could feel the stirrings. He knew that of all his students she would be able to brew the potion to perfection. He didn’t have the time to do it himself or he would have. He had too much to do for the order, for the students, for Hogwart’s and for everyone else that wanted a piece of him.

There were not enough hours in the day to get anything done.

Hermione added serpentaria root and stirred clockwise until the brew turned a deep green. She stood and watched the potion until a slight bluish color seemed to skim the top layer. All she needed to add was powdered male mandrake. She looked up and called out.

“Professor? It’s nearly ready.”

She watched as the door was thrown open. The tall form of the potion’s master emerged, walking a straight line to her. He immediately picked up a ladle and dipped it in the still boiling solution, bringing it to his lips.

“Wait…Profes…” She raised a hand but was too late. Severus took a sip from the brew and frowned.

“This isn’t…complete…” He murmured as he cast glazed eyes at her.

“I…I said it was almost ready…”

“I told you… to…call me when…it was done…” He gritted his teeth and curled his hands into balls. Without the mandrake, the potion was a powerful lust potion. “Damn it, Miss Grangenishnish it…NOW!”

She jumped at his harsh voice and turned quickly back to the bubbling cauldron. “Yes sir…” She squeaked as her hands flew over the root chopping them up into small pieces to drop into the blue brew. She could feel his eyes on her back and hear his breathing, deep and ragged, like he was having trouble taking a breath.

Her hand scooped up the chopped roots, dropped them into the cauldron. As she reached for the wand to stir the mixture, she felt a breath on her neck and a body pushed up to hers from behind.

She swallowed…hard.

“It’s…almost done…” She felt a shiver as a hand rested on a hip.

“Its too late…” A deep voice whispered into her ear and a tongue whipped out to line the tip of it.

She shivered again and slowly pulled her wand up to the mixture. A hand reached out and gently took the wooden object from her and cast a stagnant spell on the mixture so it wouldn’t be ruined.

“Turn around…” He whispered again and placed a hand on her shoulder turning her to face him.

“Profess…” She turned and gasped at the desire in his dark eyes.

“How many men have you been with…Hermione?” He leaned forward, capturing her chin in his hands, tilting her gaze up to meet his.

“I…”

“How many men have had you?” He narrowed his eyes willing her to speak.

“A…few…” She admitted unable to take her gaze away from his. She felt the heat start from deep inside of her. She never thought of Snape in a sexual way before but after looking into these eyes, filled with a deep dark passion, she doubted she would ever be able to see him in any other light ever again.

His lips curled up into a smirk like smile and leaned closer, his lips barely at hers. “I said men, Hermione, not boys. How many…MEN…have you had?”

She closed her eyes, losing herself in his personal scent. “None…”

“Good, then I shall be the first to show you what a man can do…” He lowered his head and their lips touched, tenderly at first. His lips molding to hers.

Her hands moved up to his neck and encircled it as she pressed herself tir agr against him. He was tall and had to stoop to meet her. To her surprise he growled and wrapped his arms around her waist lifting her onto the table, sitting her down amidst the mass of ingredients spread out among the tools of brewing. His hands moved down her sides to the top of her legs. Wedging his hand between her thighs, he pulled her legs apart and stepped forward, planting himself firmly between the silky flesh. Her legs automatically wrapped around him as they continued to kiss feverishly.

A moan erupted from her throat and the dark potion’s master pulled back slightly, his eyes taking in the woman before him. In her passion, he could see the want and desires that edged dangerously on the surface. With her face flushed and her lips swollen by his kisses he felt his desire strengthen. He wrapped his hands under her rear and pulled her from the table, suspending her in the air with her legs still wrapped around him.

“Let’s take this to someplace more comfortable…” He murmured silkily and moved them both into his adjoining bedchambers.

He lowered her onto his bed and quickly bent over her, lying fully on top. Her breath stilled as she locked eyes with his.

“Show me what you know, Professor…” She whispered huskily as she felt his hand move to the hem of her blouse.

He chuckled and snaked his hands beneath the fabric. His hand met warm skin and his penis jerked in response. He moved to lay more on his side and slowly lifted his hand pulling her blouse upward to her chin. His gaze traveling her smooth skin as every inch was bared to his eyes. He felt her fingers in his hair and his eyes closed at the comforting way her hands seemed to caress him.

She was enjoying every touch, every little caress that he gave her. She could feel the vibrations of his lust, see the deep desire imbedded in his eyes. He wanted her and she wanted him. Whatever it was that had awoken within her over these last few days didn’t matter. She really didn’t want to squash the beast. This demon that she had concocted, this inner Mrs. Hyde, felt complete when she was with someone else. Like another part of her that was missing was now connected, in the basest, most primal way. Male connected to female.

She jerked her head up when she felt the cool air hit her skin. Her clothing had seemingly melted from her and to a pile on the floor beside them. She couldn’t stop the grin that crossed her face as she turned to find a satisfied Severus looking down at her. His face masked with hunger. She didn’t feel a least bit self-conscious as his eyes took her nakedness in. She lay there, silently, letting him look to his hearts content.

“Do you like what you see, Professor?” She murmured silkily trailing one hand over the high color of his jacket. “It’s all yours for the taking.”

His eyes darted over her again, with a frustrated growl, his clothes joined hers on the floor, and before she knew what hit her, he was over her and between her legs. His head dropping to skim her lower abdomen, kissing the top of the curls that covered her sex. She leaned up on her elbows to watch as he settled himself on his stomach. Her eyes wide with surprise as she felt his warm breath on her upper thighs. Neville was the only man to go down on her and seeing Snape’s head nestled between her thighs caused her heart to speed up. It was the most erotic sight that she had ever seen.

“Oh…” She whispered as he took each leg and slipped them over his shoulders spreading her wide to him. His head lifted slightly as her heavy lidded expression.

“As I said, you haven’t been with a REAL man yet.” He simply stated and to her surprise and delight, he started to nibble on her starting at her neck and moving slowly down to her breasts. He alternated between massaging them with his hand and biting lightly causing her to gasp with delight. Breathing more heavily, she forced her eyes to remain open so she could watch what he was doing to her. With every nip he would lick the area then blow until the moisture evaporated then move on to a new area. Each little nip grew ever close to her center. She had a feeling that in the morning hery way was going to be covered with love bites. She only hoped that what ointments she has in her room would heal them. Not that she was complaining, Gods no…what this man was doing…

“GODS!” She exclaimed as she felt his teeth on her folds. He drug them across the wetness initiating such a sensation that she reached down and grasped her knees, pulling them upward to her chest giving him better access, wanting more of what he had to offer. “Don’t stop, Professor…Please…don’t…stop…”

He chuckled lightly and his hands, now free, found their way to her entrance. While he continued to nip and lick her folds his long slender finger slid into her experimentally, checking to see how tight she would be. He wanted her tight, wanted to be able to feel her walls around him as he pounded into her. He wanted her virgin tight.

To his delight he felt her walls contracting around him, felt the tightness that surrounded his finger. She will be a good fuck. He allowed his eyes to move to her face. Her eyes wide as she watched him pleasure her. He pulled back and pulled his finger from her, licking it slowly, her eyes widening as his tongue traveled the length of his finger. Her mouth watered with need.

“Oh…don’t stop…Please…” She moaned with pained desire.

“I will, just as soon as you…pleasure me…”

She gave him a confused look, then realization dawned on her. He wanted her to go down on him. She bit her lip and looked at his rock hard cock.

“I haven’t…uh…done that…before.”

“I shall teach you, Miss Granger.” His voice slid over her as his body did the same. He paused to kiss her, letting her taste her own juices before moving to lie next to her. “First, you must take me in your hand, gently…at first.”

She got to her knees and gently took his penis in her hands intrigued about the feel of him. He was soft and firm at the same time. His hand came over to wrap around hers.

“Like this?” She asked as he started to move her hand in slow movements. She watched with fascination as the tip moved in and out of her palm.

“Yes…yes…just like…that…very good…” His eyes closed and he leaned back into the bed releasing her hand and sighed a satisfied smile as she continued to stroke him. “Nice…and slow…yes…”

Her eyes darted from his cock to the enraptured expression of Snape. She couldn’t believe that she was doing this to her teacher. If Ron or Harry ever found out she would never live to see another day, of that she was sure. But, seeing Snape like this completely relaxed and allowing his pleasure to rest in her hand, literally, she began to see a different side to him.

His breath started to speed up and his hips started to move to meet each thrust, finally he raised a hand to stop her strokes. “You mouth…take me in your mouth.”

Hermione bit her lip in thought staring down at his impressive member. The head was glistening with pre cum, and she didn’t know if she wanted to do that. “I…”

“It’s not that bad, just try it…” He encouraged running his hand through her dark hair. “If you don’t like it…you can stop.”

She let her eyes wander his length again and nodded. It was only right, he had her in his mouth she really should reciprocate in kind.

“All right…let me know if I’m doing this wrong.”

He chuckled as she moved to take him into her mouth. “I’m sure you will learn fast.” His hand reached for her hips and turned them towards his face. “Let’s give you an encouragement, I pleasure you and you pleasure me. With each successful stroke your tongue gives me, I’ll give you one.”

She felt him lift her bodily and place her legs on either side of his head, leaving pussy open over his face. She looked down on his cock and took a timid lick at the tip. She nearly jumped when she felt his tongue lick over her folds.

“Ohhh…Gods…” She moaned.

“Do go on, Miss Granger…” His voice vibrated across her flesh and she quivered in anticipation.

Now that she knew what would happen, she was eager to get on with it. She took him in one hand and slowly let her tongue trail over him again, tasting the salty flavoring of his skin. She tried not to moan to loudly when he did the same again. She grinned inwardly as his cock twitched in her hand. This was going to be interesting. New knowledge to pass on to her other lovers. She moved down to the base of his shaft and kissed it, before slowly trailing her mouth over the underside of his prick, leaving a trail of cool saliva behind.

He jumped a bit but continued his assault on her. She had a bit of trouble keeping her mind on what she was doing with what he was doing to her with his mouth. Gods, this man was talented.

She raised her head and stroked him a few times before she worked up enough nerve to take him into her mouth.

“Slowly…not to deep yet…” He moaned as he felt her lips encircle him. Her lips felt live velvet as she took him into her. He held himself very still refusing to give into his urges and plunge down her throat. She was new to this and he wanted to teach her properly. “That’s it…Oh…yes…Miss Granger…suck on it…gently…”

She slowly did as he instructed, moving her head up and down, using her hand to stroke him as she sucked gently, alternating between licks and kisses. His lips on her sex were replaced with fingers as he continued to verbally tell her what to do and how to do it.

“Yes…teeth…use you teeth, a bit…graze me…yes…Gods…”

She loved the way his voice sounded to her, and what his fingers were doing to her. He was going to bring her to climax before she got him off if he didn’t slow.

“Take me in more…Miss Granger…take me farther in. I’m so close…” He moaned.

She could tell he was straining not to thrust up into her. She paused, took a deep breath and took as much of him into her mouth that she could without gagging. ?The response was automatic, a free hand grabbed a handful of her hair? and he guided her as he slowly started to thrust up into her mouth. Encouraging her to go faster as his fingers worked on her clit.

Both were rapidly climbing the peak.

When she thought that he was just about to burst she felt him reach out and without missing a beat had her on her back and plunged his cock deep into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist closed her eyes as she felt him delve deep with every stroke.

“Oh…yes…more…deeper…” She moaned as his lips captured her throat and her fingers captured lumps of his hair. She was amazed that his hair wasn’t as greasy as it looked but very fine, and soft as silk.

She was as tight as he imagined her to be. Her walls were like a vice surrounding him as he forced himself to thrust into her. She would be sore tomorrow after he was through with her; he wasn’t being exactly gentle with her, not that she seemed to be complaining. The marks that he had left between her thighs and breasts would be a remember of exactly what she had received from him this detention until they faded from sight, and perhaps it wouldn’t be the only time he would leave such markings on her. He’d have to take that one single day at a time however.

Hermione could feel her orgasm fast approaching. Her legs instinctively tightened around him and her breaths turned into pants.

“Faster…harder…more…Professor…need…more…”

He speeded up as she requested, pumping into her deeper and harder feeling her cervix at the peak of every thrust. He brought himself nearly out of her before plunging in again. His eyes watched her as she closed hers bending her head backwards exposing her pale neck. He took that opportunity to mark her once more. Clamping onto her throat, he sucked as she screamed out her climax tightening her muscles and forcing him into his own release.

“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Gods…yes…yes…YES!” She screamed as her orgasm exploded. Within moments, he followed her over the edge, his mouth on her throat bit down as he spilled his seed deep inside of her.

They pulled apart and he turned to lie on his back willing his breath to return to normal. He could hear her panting next to him and he chuckled.

“Was it worth it?”

“Humm?” She murmured as she turned her head to look at him.

“Was it worth detention?”

She couldn’t stop the grin from spreading and nodded. “I hope we can do that potion again, it seemed to…effect you very well.”

“It wasn’t the potion, my dear…It was lack of that potion.” He stated sitting up and gazing down at her warm body flushed from post coital bliss. “Not that I’m complaining mind you, I’m just grateful that it was you in my detention. I wouldn’t have trusted that potion with anyone else.”

She turned to her side and gave him a grin. “I ’t e’t exactly finish it yet.”

“Which is why we are here in my bed.” He cocked his head, studying her. “You are not disappointed or disgusted by what just happened?”

She closed her eyes and thought about that question then with a shake of her head she replied. “No. I was surprised at first, but you are right. I have never had a man man before. This was a lesson that I thoroughly enjoyed. Perhaps we can have another private session some time?”

He couldn’t stop the chuckle that came from him, a low sexy sound to her ears. “Bet on that, Hermione…now,” He stooped to gather his clothing and handed her hers. “We had better finish that potion before my next class. I would hate to see what would happen to a class full of females without my needs being dampened.”

She laughed as she dressed. “On no, that would be criminal. I don’t think I would like that idea.” She gave him a side wink and headed for the door. “I hate to think that I wasn’t special to you.”

“Oh but you are, Hermione…don’t you worry about that…” He pasted on his normal facial expression before buttoning her shirt up to hide the love bite on her neck. “I hope to prove it to you again, in the near future.”

“Count on it Professor.” She replied, leaning up to kiss him once more before pushing open the door and resuming her work on the potion they nearly completed.

She quickly finished the potion, bottled the solution and handed one over to her teacher. He took it from her and without another word turned on his heals leaving her standing alone in the room with a satisfied grin.

“Next time, Professor…you wont be so quick to leave.”

She gathered up her robe and left the dungeon, planning her next detention.


A/N’s and Acknowledgements


LilyMalfoy:

RWH: golden shower? Nooo…not in any of MY stories…yuck! I hope Severus gave you a nice jolt as well as this one did.
Loraine: Nope, no golden showers in this story. I do think that was the best line in a review I’ve read. It made me laugh. I didn’t mean to fry your brain. Personally, I didn’t think this chapter was all that great. Maybe that’s because I’m my own worst critic. Thanks for reviewing!

Alraune:

RWH: Thanks, I think Severus did his duty quite well.
Loraine: Thanks. Severus does a great job. He enjoys his work! ;)

ShagsTheDustmop:

RWH: Jealousy is quite normal, I get jealous over Hermione all of the time with Severus. Hehe
Loraine: I get jealous of Hermione too. She gets more action than I will ever, EVER get in my life and I’m only 21!!!!!

Elizabeth Stump:

RWH: LOL…Sorry to disappoint you on the description of Severus’s…uh…manhood, but he had other things to think about other than her trying to measure him up to her friends.
Loraine: Thanks for the input! As I said before, I wasn’t too happy with how this chapter turned out. I’m glad that I don’t know anything and you really did enjoy it.

Jenn:

RWH: Hogwart’s orgy? Hum…I will have to work on that one with Loraine. Sounds like a good ender there. hehe
Loraine: Hogwart’s orgy? That could be arranged. Who said anything about ending this??????

MaddyRiddle:

RWH: Why start with an appetizer? That would only dampen the hunger. And these two are hungry, as you have already read.
Loraine: True. If you’re going to order the main course, why ruin it by taking the edge off the hunger?

Spaz141:

RWH: Oh…jeez. You do know how to make me blush. Thanks Hon, and I am a BIG fan of yours too. Love you. Hope you keep reading…much more hot stuff to come.
Loraine: Huh...not a fan of me then??? That’s ok. I only hang out with RWH because she’s famous and I keep hoping it’ll rub off on me!!! Thanks for the review.

Fervesco:

RWH: Your wish is our command. Hope you enjoyed it all. I look forward to more of your stories. You are amazing.
Loraine: : Just call me Jeannie!!! Hope you enjoyed!

WendyNat:

RWH: *wiggles fingers in ear from squeal* I…uh…have a feeling you approve? :D
Loraine: Dang! Didn’t think Snape was that famous....wait, what am I saying? Of course he is! Thanks again.

Ladydeathfaerie:

RWH: I think I am completely turning you onto Neville too. I love him. Ron and Harry are a turn on for any girl, especially together. And as for Snape, well…DUH! I knew once you started you would love it. Snape and all smut included. LOL
Loraine: I never really thought of Neville like that until RWH wrote that. He is hot or he has the potential to be right? As for Harry and Ron...heck yeah, both of them at the same time. I’d do em! See, I knew there was a reason I hang out with Red. She’s famous and I keep hoping that it’ll rub off on me and people will start to like me!