Curiosity

CHAPTER FOUR: Confession


Hermione sat in The Familiar, a coffee house near Diagon Alley and waited for her friends to arrive. They had a standing date for coffee every Saturday morning at nine. She was early this morning, and in desperate need of coffee. She couldn’t wait for them to arrive, and ordered her self an espresso as she gazed out the window at the people on the street. Her mind drifted over and over to the previous night. She had spent the night with her former professor. With no thought other than her desire to please and to explore her own sexuality, she had given herself over to him. She had not been disappointed. Some part of her had always suspected that there was more to the potions master than anyone knew. She just never thought that it would be so sensual, and so powerful a sexuality.

She hadn’t expected to respond to his demands the way she had. She had figured that her very nature would rebel against allowing a man to take over, issue orders, and control her in any way. But, it seemed at least where sex was concerned, she enjoyed it. She smiled, fighting the urge to giggle as she thought about how much she enjoyed the things he had done to her. Who’d have imagined it? Hermione Granger, know it all witch and sexual submissive to the former death eater known as Severus Snape.

“What the bloody hell are you smiling about?” Ron asked grumpily as he flopped into a chair across from her. He looked hung over, his red hair was sticking up at all angles and he had dark circles under his eyes.
“You do look unusually happy Mione, your practically glowing.” Harry said, taking the chair beside Ron.
“Oh, no reason, I guess I’m just feeling good this morning.” She said with a shrug, smiling up at Draco as he draped his suit jacket over the back of his chair.
“Somehow I don’t think it’s that simple.” He said, eyeing her curiously as he took his seat beside her.
“It’s nothing, I swear.” She said nervously, reaching for her coffee.
“Bloody hell its nothing!” Draco reached for her arm, clasping her wrist in his hand and pushing up her sleeve. He looked a the silver band, then up at Hermione, his eyes wide with shock. “Please tell me you didn’t.” He said.
“Didn’t what?” Ron asked, leaning forward to look at the piece of jewelry.
“What’s that?” Harry asked, tracing the engraved design, frowning slightly when he noticed the Severus Snape in flowing script.
“It’s a symbol of ownership. Hermione has committed herself to Snape, agreed to have an exclusive relationship with him.” Draco didn’t bother looking at the others sitting with them.
“He will break your heart Mione, please, be careful.” He pleaded.
“I know what I’m doing Draco, I promise I’ll be careful.” She smiled, but she could see the fear and worry in his eyes. He had spent so many years angry and hating her. But once he had set that aside, and become her friend, he had proved himself loyal, loving and overprotective.
“He didn’t hurt you did he?” Draco asked softly. Hermione blushed, looking down into the mug of coffee in front of her.
“No, he was very gentle actually, he surprised me with that one.” She told him, looking up into the surprised faces of Harry and Ron. “I know you want to say something, I can see it in your faces.”
“I just cant imagine….its enough to give me nightmares Mione.” Ron said, shivering.
“I just want you to be happy. If this is what you want, I wont say anything.” Harry smiled, reaching over to give her hand a reassuring squeeze.
“Thank you. I know it’s….unexpected, but I really do need to see where this goes.” They were interrupted when a small serving elf approached the table.
“Excuse me….a black owl delivered this for the lady…..I deliver it straight away.” He handed over the envelope. Hermione looked at the seal, her face heating when she saw the SS impressed into the wax. She opened it nervously.

Dear Ms. Granger,

I hope this morning finds you well, as you left before I awoke. You will receive you punishment for that disrespect tonight. Be at my house at nine pm. I think it is now time to establish the second rule for our arrangement.

Rule #2 You will forgo wearing knickers in my presence. When we are alone, you will leave any and all clothing at the door before approaching me. You will come to me as bare, and vulnerable as the day you were born.

I look forward to seeing you this evening.

Your Lord and Master,
Severus


“What is it? Bad news?” Harry asked, frowning in concern.
“No, it was from Severus.” She said softly. Draco reached for the letter, smirking as he read it.
“Your in for it now Mione.” He said with a laugh, before letting Ron and Harry look over the letter.
“What does he mean by punishment?” She asked. She felt like an idiot. She could tell you almost anything you wanted to know when it came to academics, but when it came to sex, she was a sodding moron.
“Could be any number of things really, he could spank you, chastise you, or he could torture you….”
“Torture me!” She sat up, her face paling, she looked petrified.
“Whoa, calm down!” He chuckled softly. “No curses or hexes, don’t worry. I mean sexual torture, withholding orgasm, or forcing them on you over and over again.” He watched her face, saw her curiosity build. “I have to say, he is unbelievably skilled at it. I’ve seen more than one witch pass out in sheer exhaustion by the time he was done with her.”
“You seem to know an awful lot about this Draco.” Harry said.
“Oh, well, I’ve been known to dabble from time to time.” He said with a typical Malfoy smirk. “I apprenticed with Severus.” He said low so only Hermione could hear him. “Occaisionally, I assist with punishments.” He stood, grabbing his jacket from the chair.
“I need to go, I have an appointment.” He picked up his mug, quickly finishing off the last of his coffee. “Talk to you soon Potty, you too Weasel. And I’ll see you later Mione.” He winked before he walked away, leaving Hermione staring after him, shocked, a little scared, and oh so very curious.