See me for detention

A/N I was formerly going to write a fiction called the secretary but due to exams etc lacked the will power to write it so instead I decided on a one shot, the film Secretary inspired this, with a little of my own creativeness :P Please read and enjoy! Does contain spanking, if you don't like don't read. Please review if you want to, no nasty comments though :)

The dank, dark walls of the corridor seemed to close in on Yasmin as she stood outside the Professor’s office. She felt her heart pounding in her chest; so loud she was sure it was echoing off the walls. Her hands trembled as she looked down at her essay once more, only to see the red circle around her error and in elegant scribe at the bottom, the words ‘ see me for detention’. Her throat felt dry, she had never been in trouble before, never even had a detention! She knew Snape was tough but she had no idea that he would give her a detention for one tiny spelling error. Before she had time to think anymore about her predicament, the head serpent swung open the door to his office,

“ In ” he hissed, eyes glaring dangerously at her. Yasmin suppressed a yelp of surprise, hurrying past him into the room and turning her eyes upon him as soon as she was inside.
Snape looked at the young woman, for indeed she was quite a pretty girl and she had a brain to boot. She had thick, dark, short hair that was pinned back with the aid of an Alice band, her eyes wide and striking blue. She was almost pixie like, small framed and not very tall. ‘Pity she is a student’ Snape thought to himself. He had been disappointed to find one of the best students in his advanced potion class and his own house would make such a ridiculous error upon her work. McGonagall had her shining star, know it all of a pupil, who would never make such a mistake and neither would his, not after this evening at any rate. He smirked to himself as she had turned to find him walking towards his desk, she stood nervously, one hand fiddling with the hem of her skirt while the other hand held the offensive essay.

“ Stop your infernal fidgeting girl! ” He snapped as he seated himself behind his desk, she instantly pulled her hands behind her back.

“ You know why you are here? ” He asked her calmly.

“ I’m here to serve detention because of my essay sir ” She answered, her eyes suddenly dropping to the floor.

“ Look at me! You are here because of a ridiculous error you made on your essay, it was not up to your usual standard ” he corrected her as her cool clue eyes shot up to meet his dark onyx ones. “ So you are here to be punished ” his accentuation of the word punished sent a familiar jolt right to her stomach, spreading warmth shamefully to her lower regions. She blushed slightly but forced herself to keep facing him.

“ Sir, I don’t know why you’re making such huge deal out of this, it was one tiny mistake ” She said with a lot more courage than she felt. She really couldn’t understand why a little spelling error would warrant a detention. His face instantly darkened and she wished she had kept her mouth shut. He stood quickly and came round the desk to stand in front of her towering above her. She sneaked a glance upwards and found his hard, cold unreadable features.

“ Miss Nettle please place your essay on the desk ” He asked his voice even and his face giving nothing away. He stepped to the side and gestured towards his desk. She gave him a questioning look but walked the few steps and placed the essay upon the cool dark wood of the desk.

“ Now lean forward, place your elbows on the desk and read your essay aloud ” He asked again voice calm and even. She looked over at him, shaking her head slightly,

“ Sir I don’t understand, I….you ” She tried to find the words but couldn’t the warmth was spreading yet again, her stomach gave a huge jolt.

“ What is there to understand? Simply lean forward, place your elbows either side of your paper and read ” He repeated again calmly as he moved out of her line of sight to stand behind her. She hesitantly bent forward, trying to breathe evenly and placed her elbows on the cool wooden surface. She began to read aloud the words she had written and had barely read one whole sentence when a hard slap was administered to her skirt covered rear. She gasped; the next word dying on her lips as she looked over her shoulder at her professor. He was stood behind her like a statue, his eyebrows raised,

“ Continue Miss Nettle ” He hissed, she tried to voice an objection but there was something in her professor’s expression that told her not to. So she returned her eyes to the essay, her heart pounding as she realised what she was in for. Her voice quavered a bit as she began to read again.

“ The properties of moonstone are often queried ” SMACK

“ as many experts have come across different ” SMACK

“ Uses of the material that it does not seem to fit into one category or the other ” SMACK
Yasmin whimpered slightly after the fourth hard slap landed across both cheeks, she caught herself and continued on until half way through the essay she reached the red circle.

“ The flatroot can then be added ” at the word flatroot her professor began spanking her in earnest cheek to cheek. She gasped and could not continue reading aloud as she struggled to get away from his assaulting hand. He pinned her hands to the base of her back and pushed her down with one hand as his other continued its work unhindered.

“ Flatroot?? Miss Nettle can you tell me what flatroot is used in connection to? ” Snape asked whilst forcefully administering another volley of hard slaps to, which Yasmin cried out.

“ Its…its used for …oh ” She realised her mistake and couldn’t believe she had been so stupid! Not only had she spelt the word wrong she had been talking about completely the wrong ingredient.

“ Precisely Miss Nettle ’oh’ ” Snape chastised whilst slapping her behind once more and then resting his palm on her stinging flesh. He let the girl catch her breath a moment, giving her time to contemplate her mistake.

“ Tell me Miss Nettle what exactly would have happened if you had added flatroot to the elixir? ” He growled in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She didn’t want to answer that question, as she knew it would have been an absolute disaster; saying it aloud would mean admitting it. He took her silence as defiance and slapped the backs of her thighs three times each in succession. She choked out a sob,

“ It… It would have caused an explosion sir ” She whispered quietly, tears budding at the corners of her eyes. She waited for another slap to her behind but it didn’t come, instead he let her hands go and walked around to the other side of the desk. She didn’t dare move just yet, instead she looked up to find him sat down and staring at her.

“ Please Miss Nettle, straighten yourself up and go write it again ” He gestured for her to get up and leave as he shuffled some papers on his desk. Shakily she stood up, wondering whether the last twenty minutes had been a figment of her imagination. She straightened her skirt and took her essay from the desk. She looked up at him with uncertainty and opened her mouth to say something when he cut her off.

“ You are dismissed, Miss Nettle and please this time do try to get it right ” He said, eyes unforgiving, though with a slight sneer on his face. She nodded mutely,

“ Yes sir ” she answered, as she turned and headed for the door. Once outside his office she wondered up the corridor a bit then lent against the wall. Breathing a deep sigh, she look down at her work once more folding it she placed it back in her bag. She headed for the Slytherin quarters and entered her bathroom, splashing some cool water on her face. She turned her back to the mirror and then glancing over her shoulder she pulled up her skirt and pulled aside her knickers to reveal her angry red flesh. Oddly, she smiled to herself, putting her clothes back into place she turned and left for the library.

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So there you go :) hope you liked, sorry if there were any errors I did my best to eradicate them lol ^_^