Was It All a Dream

Was It All a Dream?

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, but my god I wish I did at times.

Have you ever had a dream that seems so real, that when you wake up you continue to think about it and get distracted by it and you can’t concentrate like you usually do?
Well, that is what happened to the snarky potions professor one night.

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“Those incompetent fools are going to be the death of me,” Severus Snape muttered to himself while going to his private quarters. “This is a night for a good round of stiff drinking.” With the defeat of Voldemort a few weeks ago, the entire student population has been doing nothing but celebrating and relaxing and forgetting that they were still in school.

His classes today had been horrible, especially the double potions with the Gryffindors and Slytherins. “The only one who even paid remotely attention was the know-it-all Gryffindor,” he thought to himself while removing his outer teaching robes.

“Ah, but you would only notice because she is enticing and delectable and has keen intelligence to match your own,” his inner voice said.

“I do not think that about her, she is my student and besides, Minerva and Albus both would have my head if I even thought about touching their precious Gryffindor.”

Pouring himself a large glass of Ogden’s fire whiskey before settling down into the leather armchair in his private quarters, where he mused to himself about Hermione Granger even more.

“If only I were about fifteen years younger, then maybe I might have a chance with a young woman such as her.”

Hermione Granger had seemed to him that she had blossomed into a sexy young woman overnight. At first, he’d just thought of her as a bushy-haired big-toothed know-it-all. Granted, she was still a know-it-all, even with every student’s lack of energy concerning recent events. But now, her hair had calmed down into chestnut colored loose spiral curls, her dark chocolate eyes seemed to finally go with her heart-shaped face, and those lips, in Severus’ opinion, were positively sinful. He could just imagine kissing her and watching her do things to him with those lips of hers.

After a few too many glasses of whiskey, Severus stood up, slightly disoriented and headed towards his bedroom. Stripping to just his green and silver silk boxers, he climbed into his king-sized four poster bed. He managed to cover himself up before falling into a deep sleep.



“Class, today we will be working on the polyjuice potion. Now, this is an extremely difficult potion to make and will be part of your NEWTs at the end of this term.”


“I can’t believe we are making this again, but at least it is easier this time around.” Hermione said to Harry and Ron.

“Miss Granger, were you just admitting to making the polyjuice potion before? Rather interesting that you would be making a potion that is strictly forbidden unless supervised by a teacher. That will be 30 points from Gryffindor and detention with me tonight,” Snape said, before moving to other students to check on their progress.

“How does he do that? It’s like he is a cat, silently creeping along without anyone noticing.” Hermione asked.

Harry and Ron shook their heads in reply, neither of them surprised at anything Snape came up with by now.

Later that evening as she walked down to the dungeons for her detention, Hermione felt a sense of dread and a bit of excitement come over her. She knocked on the door.

“Professor, I’m here for detention.”

“Come in, Miss Granger.” Snape’s black eyes were assessing her in such a way that she nearly hesitated to come in the door. She couldn’t stand outside all night, so she slowly came in and stood before his desk.

“ What I want you to do for your detention tonight is to clean all of those cauldrons without magic, then reorganize the potions ingredients.” He pointed with a slender finger at the pile of dirty cauldrons.

With a sigh she took off her outer robe, starting over to the sink to clean out the cauldrons.

Snape noticed she had taken off her robe. His eyes raked over her, a brow lifting at the tight green T-shirt and hip hugging jeans that showed every single curve of her body.

Feeling a prickling sense of someone watching her, Hermione turned around and saw that Professor Snape was indeed staring at her, more appropriately staring at her rounded butt.
The evil man. Two could play at his game, she thought.

“Professor, do you see something you like?” she asked, and with that he snapped out of his reverie and his face once again became impassive.

“What are you implying, you silly girl?” he snapped.

“Well, I turned around and saw that you were indeed staring at my ass. I’m not disgusted in the least bit, but rather flattered that you think of me in that regard,” and with that, Hermione walked over to him and pushed his chair away from his desk so that she could sit on his lap.

“Professor, is that a wand in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

Severus was speechless not quite sure how to react at the sudden boldness.

“She couldn’t possibly know how I feel about her, but what the hell, I may never get another chance at this.”

What Hermione did next shocked him even more. She started to lick and nibble on his neck, going tantalizingly slow with that pink tongue of hers.

“Miss Granger, I do believe we would be more comfortable in my private quarters,” he said, his hands sliding under her to her shock and delight.

He picked her up while she was still nibbling on his neck and carried her to his quarters, laying her on the king-sized poster bed.

“I think that I should punish you for staring so blatantly at me,” Hermione said suddenly. Before he could move or even respond, she moved off the bed, brandished her wand and muttered words that easily stripped him and tied him down to the bedposts.

He glared at her.

“Miss Granger, untie me now.”

“Now, that wouldn’t be any fun for me now would it, Severus? No, I think I will tease and torture you for awhile longer before untying you and letting you have some fun,” she replied, lightly kissing him and removing her clothing.

“Hmm, now how should I torture you?” Hermione’s eyes scanned the room, halting on a quill that sat on a table near the bed. “Excellent,” she said, sauntering over and picking up the quill.
ben bent over him and lightly stroked across his chest with the quill, tickling his nipples and making him struggle with his bonds.

“So you like this Severus, you being tied up and me dominating you?” she cooed.

“I’m doing this to humor her, little does she know I can easily get myself untied. Besides this feels wonderful, especially since it is her in the first place.”

Hermione then decided to change things a little bit with her teasing and torturing. She softly muttered a charm that changed the quill into a leather whip.

Severus noticed this, and started to jerk at his bonds, but to no avail. She had him tied down tightly.

“Don’t you think leather is sensual and erotic? I certainly do, especially on certain parts of the body.” She ran her lips over the handle of the whip, her chocolate eyes resting on his erection.

Hermione straddled Severus and started to swish the leather whip back in forth across his chest lightly, immediately mg hig his nipples stand up even more. She bent over, sucking and biting each on in turn, until moans tore from his throat. She smirked, and began working her way down his body, over his stomach, trailing the whip, using it to tease.
She reached his cock, which was straining and red. She let the strips of leather tickle at it.

“Hermione, please put me out of misery and untie me from these bonds, I want to touch you, taste you, and ravish you completely,” he pretended to beg, enjoying their little game.

Smirking at his comment, she moved downwards and cupped his balls, taking his entire cock into her mouth. She started to lick and nibble it slowly like a delicious lollipop.

Up and down, going deeper inside her throat with each suck, Severus couldn’t help but enjoy the ministrations of her mouth on his throbbing cock.

Sensing that his tolerance was almost at an end, Hermione stopped sucking his cock and changed position. He saw that she was now hovering over him, and in one fluid movement sat down on him so that his cock impaled her throbbing wet pussy.

“My god, she is a tight little lioness.”

Quickly muttering the counter curse to untie himself, Severus grabbed hold of her hips and started to pump her up and down on his shaft. She shrieked with surprise at the sudden, deep thrust.

“OOHHHH GODDD YESS SEVERUS!!!!!!!!!” Hermione screamed as he slammed her down harder and deeper with each thrust. They were both so excited that neither could last long. Hermione reached her orgasm first, juices gushing out as she clenched tightly around his cock, milking him for all he is worth. He spilled his seed inside of her, erupting in fierce gushes, her name on his lips.

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Severus abruptly woke up, sweat drenched all over his body and cum leaking profusely out of his now softening cock. He looked around his bedroom in confusion, scratching his head.

“Was it all just a dream?”

A/N
I hoped you like my first attempt at writing fan fiction. Please review me with your comments and maybe I will try another story later on.