Chaotic Bashness

This is my first story so be kind. There will be further chapters in the future. Reviews are always welcome but not needed. I write this for my own pleasures. BTW I am a girl and I love reading dirty smut about hot sexy jerkoffs *cough* Snape! *evil grin*


All the usual: JKRowling owns these characters blah blah.
These are not my characters. This story is fictional and is not based in fact. Blah blah blah.


Takes place in Hermoione\'s 6th year.


Chapter One




A warming light began to loll itself across the stones that made up the girls dorm. There was a sweet smell of lilacs in the air as a light breeze made it\'s way from the cracked window to the feet hanging off the edge of the bed. The feet of Hermione Granger.

Slowly and huffly she pulled her chilled feet back under her covers. Hermione sighed and pulled one of the thin blankets over her head.

\'No...mph.\'

It was too early and Hermione was set on not getting up for class. \'What time is it anyways?\' Hermione thought. With as little energy she lifted the blanket from over her head and peered at the watch on her nightstand table.

She squinted then rolled back over to sleep...when it hit her.

\"POTIONS!\"

She bolt upright and rubbed her head. Hermione, of all people, forgot about potions class. The night before was spent huddled over her books in bed studying after Madame Pince literally threw her out of the library after she started snoring because of sleep deprivation.


It was getting that time of the year again to start studying for tests. And for that fact, Hermione had not had a decent nights rest for two weeks. Most of her nights were spent nose deep with her precious school books. Last night she fell asleep midsentence of Alberiniam of Thomasina\'s theory of Magical Preturdicious and Lucid Dreaming.


Hermione leaped out of bed and went straight for her shoes. Her shoes were laced as she darted clumsily through the dormitory doors. Within 10 seconds of her leaving she was back.


\"Books, pen, parchment, potions essay!!\" She yelled picking the items up as she yelled them out. She looked like she was in double time as she pranced about the room gathering her things. Picking up her last item and throwing it er ber back she wheeled around and fell right over her trunk.


\"Ahh...ouch ow!!\"

Her left breast landed on the top corner of the trunk and her knee scraped the castle floor. \"Gawd, that smarts!\" She very clumsily pushed herself up off the trunk pulling the scarf that had twisted around her off and threw it on the bed. Then she made it a wobbly run for the dormitory doors.


Hermione half running half limping ended up in the dungeons. She was very hot and exhausted. It took her about 2.5 seconds to make it from Gryffindor Tower all the way down to the potions classroom. Little beads of sweat had started to form on her forehead. She wiped them away with the back of her hand she undid a button in her blouse. Placing her head against the cool wood of the classroom door she could hear Professor Snape\'s lecture and kne was was too late. She couldn\'t save herself now.


She opened the door with a very loud creek.


Hermione paused looking into the classroom. Every face was on her including the Professor\'s. She went rosy pink in the cheeks. Hermione looked up through her uncombed hair at Professor Snape.

He didn\'t say a word. His eyes were as dark as usual and his glare was as intense as ever. Expecting the worst Hermione began her long journey up to her seat at the frontthe the room. Snape stayed as silent as death but never taking his eyes off her.

\'Why isn\'t he saying anything? Argh, did did I have to pick a seat all the way up there.\' Hermione thought to herself as her hands went to her hair trying fix it. After what seemed a year Hermione made it to her seat and plopping down she looked up and met Snape\'s gaze.

She lifted an eyebrow at him encouraging to speak. He didn\'t.

Turning away from Hermione he faced the rest of his class. \"Back to work...now.\" He said in an unreadable tone.


\"Stupid little girl.\" Snape said under his breath while he rummaged through his papers at the front of the room. He lay back against his chair and brushed the hair from his face. It was very hot in the dungeon today and Snape was wearing two layers of clothing. With all the boiling cauldrons and the spring heat out side it was turning into an oven. His eyes began to check up on his students work when they landed back on Hermione.


She was looking very uncomfortable. Hermione had read the directions on the chalkboard and had begun her potion. After adding the first ingredients the potion needed to boil for seven minutes. Not know what to do now she sat down.

Snape inhaled sharply.

Hermione\'s skirt was up at her hips as her legs hung loosely apart. Snape gave a slight purr as she lifted one knee up to her chest and revealed black cotton panties. Unknowingly his tongue traced his upper lip. He could see her lips pressed up against her panties. There was a darkening of colour in the middle of the fabric. She was wet.


\"Fuck.\" He breathed.


His pants now seemed very tight. Snape leaned forward and pressed his hand on his erection from under his desk.
Hermione shifted in her seat. Someone was staring at her and she knew it. She looked up and saw right away who it was.


‘What the hell is he up to?’ She thought. She paused then giggled. Hermione realized what it was the professor was now looking at.


‘erteerted man. How does he think he can get away with looking at me like that? I wonder what would happen if I…’


She sighed and began to fan herself with her blouse “accidentally” unbuttoning it lower. Hermione smiled slightly. Grabbing a hankerchief from her bag she rubbed it between her breasts cleaning up the sweat that had beaded there. This was going to be fun. Very slowly she ran her finger up to her thigh to scratch then left her hand there to linger close to her damp knickers.


Snape’s eyes never shifted from her. His hand, undetectable, was rubbing at his painful bulge.


Slowly Hermione’s finger began to trace her pussy lips then over the wet spot in her panties. \'What am I doing? I\'m teasing a teacher, that\'s what I\'m doing. Oh God, I\'m going to be expelled for this.\'


Snape’s breath became shaky as he griped his shaft through his pants. Hermione was practically fingering herself. Snape nearly had a heart attack when she pulled her knickers to the side and began to run a finger up and down her slit.


Abruptly he looked away and gave himself a chuckle.


‘A Death Eater lusting after some twit in Gryffindor. She’s lucky I don’t just take her. Virgin, I’m sure. I wonder if she knows I can see her. Students and teachers don’t mix, Severus, remember that. She’s just a child. And that git Potter’s friend for that matter.’ Professor Snape’s thoughts seemed to occupy his mind for some minutes.


Hermione saw he was no longer interested and pulled her panties back over her pussy. Snape did notice that.


‘She’s playing with me. That fucking bitch. Doesn’t she know she’s paying with fire? Little miss goodie wants to mess with me, so be it. Let the games begin.’

Hermione looked up at Snape again. He smiled. But not a sweet smile. Hermione couldn\'t put her finger on it, but she knew something was about to happen.

\'What did I get myself into?\' She buttoned up her blouse. \'Maybe this isn\'t the smartest thing you\'ve ever done. Why did I have to do that? Hermione, maybe he didn\'t see you do it at all. Maybe you just hoped he did. He is a smart man, and it is the spring. It could have just been a flight of spring fever. It was nothing big. I\'m sure he thought I didn\'t know he was watching.\'

Hermione bit her bottom lip then sighed.

Professor Snape gracefully got up out of his chair and walked over to his potion cabinet. From his robe pocket he pullet a t a key and unlocked it. He reached in and pulled out a small delicate vial and discreetly put it in the palm of his hand. Placing both hands together behind his back to hide the vial, he turned to walk back towards the class making his way through the students to Hermione.

It was time he had a talk to her about her tardiness.

Hopefully I\'ll begin chapter 2 tomorrow. I know I\'ll have it done by the end of this week. We shall see what Snape has in the vial!