Silly little game

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Here we go:

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"Lavender, truth or dare?" Ginny asked.

"Well, there is no way you will get a chance to revenge on me, so I’ll go for truth…" Lavender sighed.

Ginny looked a little disappointed. In fact, she had hoped to give Lavender a dare that would match walking into the fifth year boys´ dorms with her chest naked.

"Hmm… If you gave Neville a blow job, would you swallow?"

The other girls in the room cheered.

"I guess I would. You know I always do my job properly", Lavender smiled, and then she turned to Hermione.

"Now Mione, truth or dare? And don´t you even think about picking truth again!"

"But your dares have kinda become a little too dary for me…" Hermione mumbled.

"That is the purpose of the game. Come on, only one dare, please!" Lavender begged.

"Alright, I´ll go for one. But please be kind!" Hermione said silently.

"Yes! Finally!" Parvati said.

"Come on Lav; give her your toughest one!" Ginny said sadistically.

"Oh… Well. You will go down to the dungeons, find Professor Snape, awake him if he is sleeping, and tell him that you have the hots for him!"

"Oh no!" Hermione squealed.

"Merlin´s beard that was a good one!" Ginny shouted as the other girls started to giggle.

"Please, Lavender, anything else but that!" Hermione pleaded.

"No. When a dare is spoken you can not change it. That´s the rules and if you don´t go trough with it in the next half-hour your hair will go pink and remain pink for the whole next month!" Lavender said.

"And everyone will know that you are the coward that refused a dare", Ginny continued.

"Not very Gryffindorish…" Parvati mumbled.

"Fine! That is by the way a stupid spell", Hermione said quietly and rose from the bed.


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The dungeons were cold, dark and empty. Hermione nervously walked trough the corridors until she arrived to the probably empty potions-classroom. She hadn´t met him yet and begged silently that he was still awake. She wanted to get out of this with all of her limbs safely at their original places.
She pushed the door open and sneaked in.
Normally there were students everywhere. Cauldrons, fire and chattering. But now she was alone in the darkness. She wandered trough the empty classroom, letting one of her hands slide over the old wood of one of the well-known benches.
Where should she start looking?
Of course she wouldn´t find him in the classroom since it was only used during daytime, but it still had seemed as the natural place to go to.
She bit her lip as she always did, concentrating. He might be in his office marking essays, but she had only been there once so she wasn’t very familiar with it. Of course he could be in his private chambers, but she didn’t even knew where they were.

"Miss Granger, I see that you are eager to get yourself a detention."

The ice cold voice and its sudden appearance made her jump and let go of a tiny squeak.
How the hell had he managed to sneak onto her that soundlessly?

"Professor Snape! I… I was looking for you!" She said in an unnaturally high voice.

"I see, and what matter could possibly be so important that you had to break the school-rules to let me know?" He said slowly.

She took a deep breath. There was no going back. Unless she wanted to wear her hair pink for the next month, she had to say it, and the she could just run out of there.
She turned around, finding him only a couple of feet away. She collected all of the courage she could manage and then looked up into his dark eyes.

"Well, Professor. I just had to tell you that I have the hots for you!" She mumbled very fast.

"Is that so?" He asked with only a slight touch of sarcasm in his voice.

"Err… Yes, totally!"She said and prepared to start running, but before she had time to do anything, he had grabbed her and pinned her up against the stone wall behind him.

"Miss Granger, I am sick of that little game you students are so fond of. If I ever find a student in my dungeons again with the purpose to admit their undying love for me, I will personally make sure that you all have detentions for the rest of the school year. Understood?" He hissed.

Hermione had started to blush. This was obviously not the first time someone had received this dare. He seemed to want the words to sink in a little more since he hadn’t let her go yet. His strong arms still pressed her against the stone rubbing her back. She was slightly uplifted, so only the tips of her toes were touching the ground.

"Yes Sir", she whispered, watching his face, so close to hers.

Suddenly he bended over, until his mouth was right beside her ear, and whispered;

"Because Miss Granger, one day I might fall for it."

Hermione inhaled hastily. She had felt the warm air flow over her sensitive neck, and that made the skin tingle. He was definitely not finished with her, and she had no idea what he had in mind.
That was before he suddenly captured her mouth with his.
A wave of shock shook her as he deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue in between her sweet lips. She still hadn’t quite got what was happening, so for one second she let him in. His lips was soft as they were caressing hers in a craving way, and it was the slight jolt that suddenly shot down her stomach that made her finally let go.
He was looking very pleased in a twisted, smirking way. She realized that he was playing with her. Like his private little revenge.
She didn’t even notice that she had started to breathe heavily, but he had.

"Well, well. Maybe you have the hots for me after all", he said coldly before kissing her again.

She was unable to move away, because she had in some way frozen at the spot.
His kiss turned more craving and suddenly one of his hands started to search its way up her naked thigh, under her skirt. Where it left, she felt a burning sensation which made her respond to his kiss in a way that surprised her. His fingertips was now wandering over her hip, making traces of fire shot trough her body and right to her core.
Fuck, she was being aroused by this!
Now his other hand was letting her shirt go, and found its way under it. Her bra wasn’t hiding her hard nipples, and as he touched one of them, she let out a slight whimper, and unknowingly pushed against him. That made him move his hand away from her hip, and instead grab her thigh. His other hand fastly found its way to her firm bottom, and he lifted her up against the wall, pushing himself against her.
She could feel the hard bulge between his legs press against her center in a way that made her knickers soaking wet. She couldn’t help but grinding against him a little. She needed the friction. But as she did that, he let out a slight moan that made her shudder from arousal.
Why the hell was she doing this? This was totally crazy and definitely not a part of the dare!
But this had been going too far. At this point she wanted him inside her as fast as possible.
He had now reached between them and sneaked his thumb into her dripping knickers.
His other hand grabbed her tiny arse tightly as he felt her obvious wetness.
She threw her head backwards and let go of a moan when he found her clit and flicked his finger over it a few times.
He took the opportunity to bend over and suck slightly at her neck.
On other finger had now found its way to her entrance and he slid it in easily, sending sparks trough the whole of her body, but she needed more, she needed to be completely filled.

"Take me!" She whispered.

"Take me, SIR!" He hissed.

"Yes…" she mumbled thickly.

She reached down between them and starting to work on the buttons of his pants. Seconds later she had released his hard member, but he pushed her hands away and grabbed it himself. He pushed her knickers to the side and placed himself at her entrance.

"Please!" She begged, and he fulfilled her wish immediately by thrusting into her hard and ruthlessly.

She shrieked as jolts of both pain and pleasure shot trough her, and she felt him bury his teeth in her soft skin to prevent a deep growl to unslip him.
He started to move inside her, not tender and careful as she was used to, but mercilessly and hard as if only to satisfy himself but she loved it.
She couldn’t help the tiny noises to unslip her as her arousal raised wit every plunge, and hearing his heavy breathing and tiny moans in her ear made her dangerously close to explode.
He was in some weird way touching every right place at once, and it was when he again slipped his thumb between them and gave her clit a quick flick that she finally was sent over the edge. The sudden force of the orgasm made her scream and she held on to him like there was no tomorrow. He joined her before she was finished, grasping her bottom and unslipped the deepest, most erotic growl she had heard so far and it almost made her cum again.
But before she knew it was over, and he let her go.
She was panting fastly as he took a step back and buttoned his pants.
She had to close her eyes and open them again. She was still in shock.
Had she just shagged Professor Snape?
Obviously she had since she felt his still hot juices flowing down her thighs, but seriously, the greasy git, the dungeon bat Snape? And the worst part of it was that she didn’t even felt disgusted with herself.

"You will speak of this to no one", he suddenly said.

His voice back to the common coldness.

"Of course not professor…" She mumbled.

"Very well then. Now disappear!" He hissed.

She couldn’t believe it. Minutes ago he had been fucking her, and now he acted like they had discussed an essay or something.
She turned around and walked away, but before she reached the door she heard his voice again.

"I will expect you to show up at detention tomorrow night at 8 o´clock Miss Granger", he said.

"Detention?" She asked surprised.

"Yes. As you very well know, students are not allowed to be out of bed at night," he said.

"But Professor, we just…"

"I can´t recall us doing anything out of the ordinary tonight, can you Miss Granger?" He hissed with a slight threat in his voice.

"No…" She said quietly.

"Good. Now get out of my sight."

This time she managed to get out of the door without interruption.


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Unfortunately the girls were still up, waiting for her.
They all cheered when she entered the dorm.

"What took you so long?" Ginny asked.

"Did you do it?" Lavender wondered.

"Do you see any pink hair?" Hermione asked in return.

"Oh my, was he pissed?"

"I have detention with him tomorrow…" Hermione mumbled.

All the girls started to laugh.

"Now if you will excuse me, I am gonna go for a shower", Hermione mumbled and grabbed a towel from her bed, walking towards the bathroom. She had almost made it when Ginny´s voice was heard.

"Hermione, is that a hickey on your throat?"

Hermione stopped.

"It is most definitely not!" She said in defense.

"Oh but I think it is, and it wasn’t there before you went down to the dungeons…" Ginny said suspiciously.

"And I could almost swear that your hair is messier than usual!" Lavender said quickly.

"What have you been doing down there?" Parvati asked.

"Nothing really. I ran into Peeves on my way back, that´s all", she said.

If she had turned around she would have seen that none of the girls believed her, but she didn’t. She walked straight into the shower.
When the hot water was pouring over her she could finally think.
Their first class the following day was potions. How was she gonna be able to manage that?
And then there was detention. Alone with him.
Hmm, she thought, that could be interesting indeed.