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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Hermione_Granger/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Hermione_Granger, Severus_Snape
  Additional Tags:
      Exhibitionism, Teacher-Student_Relationship, Dirty_Talk, Age_Difference,
      Masturbation, Other_Additional_Tags_to_Be_Added, Oral_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-05-24 Updated: 2015-03-02 Chapters: 2/? Words: 4434
****** Secrets in the classroom ******
by imera
Summary
     Certain she wouldn’t be caught Hermione reads a witch porn magazine
     after she completed her potion test. Suddenly the Potions Master
     stands right behind her. She is certain her life will be ruined, only
     to discover he had something else in mind.
Notes
     Written for the kinkfest at livejournal, prompt #328 by teisha_marie
     The kink is exhibitionism
***** Chapter 1 *****
The classroom was quiet besides the occasional quill against the parchment or
stir in the cauldron. Every student was deep in thought, concentrating on the
potion in front of them.
Everyone but one: Hermione Granger. She had successfully finished her project
ten minutes earlier, and was now buried with her nose in a book.
Professor Snape gave them strict orders and she was obediently following them.
One of those orders was that once they were done they would continue to sit in
their chairs and work on their homework. Hermione finished her homework the
previous night, and therefore decided she could just as well read a book.
At least that was what it looked like.
What nobody could see, since she sat alone in the back, was that hidden between
the covers of her large book was a magical magazine she’d bought once when she
visited a magical bookstore. Because she was alone, since Harry and Ron didn’t
want to join her, she walked into a section she hadn’t been in before. That was
when she discovered how erotic such magazines and books were, and ended up
buying five books and one magazine.
Sitting in the middle of the class, looking at such a magazine was exciting.
She felt the heat between her legs increase as she watched the moving pictures
of men pushing their cocks into the girls.
She was deep in thought and didn’t realize a dark figure was standing right
behind her, looking over her shoulder, smirking once he saw which magazine she
was hiding behind the large book. He could easily expose her, make a fool out
of her and ruin her reputation. He knew well enough how to do that, but this
time he wanted something different.
What he was about to do was against the teachers rules, but unlike the other
teachers who were having regular sex, he had not had any release for over a
year.
Slowly he reached out for her shoulders, gripping her firmly once he was in
contact with her school robe. He felt her jump when his hand touched her; and
the faint shake when she realized she was busted.
Severus watched her from above as she closed her book, concealing the erotic
magazine. Slowly he lowered his upper body, reaching out for the book. She
released it, probably thinking he would take it from her. When he instead
opened it to where the magazine was hidden she looked up at him.
He knew she was scared, her skin was paler than normal, her eyes were big and
shocked, and she was still shaking. Severus grabbed her chin, turned her head
until she was facing the front of the classroom and leaned closer to whisper
something in her ear. “Do you enjoy wasting class time with dirty magazines?”
It wasn’t a rhetorical question and he demanded an answer. “Do you?” he asked
again while placing his fingers around her throat.
“No,” she whispered. Severus moved over to her side until he could see both her
and the magazine better.
“I think you do like wasting my time miss Granger, I think you enjoy the
thought of doing something like this in public, where you can be caught.” He
felt her swallow hard.
“No,” she whispered again. Severus enjoyed the hold he had on her more than he
thought he would.
He took a small pause to look at her before he ordered her to open the
magazine. With shaking hands she did as he commanded. When Severus looked at
the page he felt his cock twitch. The man was slowly pushing his cock into the
woman, and every time he pulled out he opened her up so the camera could see
every detail of her most secretive parts, not that they were that secret
anymore.
Severus managed to hold back a groan as blood rushed to his cock. “Look at
them,” he whispered in her ear. Instead of following his orders she turned her
head around and stared at him. This time she wasn’t as pale as before. A pink
blush decorated her cheeks, making her look like a doll. When she realized he
wasn’t kidding she looked out over the class, who was still concentrating about
their test.
Because he didn’t want to waste time he allowed his hand to travel down to her
breast. As he squeezed it he felt the hard nipple pushing through the layers of
fabric, and it made him even harder. Hermione couldn’t help releasing a faint
groan. Scared that someone might have heard her she looked around the room, but
nobody seemed to pay her any attention.
When the class started Severus cast a spell on each student so they would be
able to hear the potion as it was boiling, it was important to do so when the
whole class was working on different potions. They would most likely be able to
hear them if they started talking, but as long as they whispered the other
students would believe it was someone outside the room, and if they valued
their grades they wouldn’t pay it any attention.
The second time he squeezed her breast he made sure to pinch her nipple at the
same time. He stared at her face as she closed her eyes, bit into her lower lip
and stopped breathing for a few seconds. He did the same thing a second time
before deciding to move his hand down her body. As he reached her belly she
grabbed his hand, but didn’t stop him. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open,
taking deep breaths while Severus continued to run his hand down her body.
It didn’t take long before his hand pushed through the opening of her school
robe, and even less time to find the warmth between her legs. To his surprise
she didn’t try to prevent him from touching her. He trailed her panties,
feeling the soft and moist flesh beneath it. “You like this, don’t you?” Like
the first time he asked a question she didn’t answer. “Don’t you?” he tried
again. The blush on her cheeks spread and turned into a darker colour. After
another few seconds of silence she finally nodded.
Once he got his confirmation he pushed his finger harder against her entrance
before rubbing it in circles. Her half opened mouth closed right before she
whimpered. “Good girl,” he whispered in her ear. “Look at the picture.” This
time she did as she was told.
Severus licked his dry lips as the man on the picture yet again opened the
woman up. “Next page,” he whispered to her, like before she obeyed. The next
two pictures were of two women, playing with themselves. The first used her
fingers, the second a large toy.
When he looked at Hermione he could see how much she liked it. Her eyes were
trailing the hand movements of the women, her lips were full and red, begging
to be kissed. “You like that don’t you?” he asked. This time she nodded without
hesitation. “You want me to touch you like that?” She nodded again. “Are you a
naughty girl Granger?” he tried, not sure if she would answer or not. To his
surprise she nodded.
Eager to do as she wanted Severus somehow managed to pull away her panties
before touching her bare skin. Hermione moaned when she felt his finger against
her hot skin. When he pushed his finger beyond her entrance she had to bite
into her free hand not to cry out her pleasure.
“Next page,” he whispered. She hadn’t expected that and slightly jumped when
she heard him. Without more hesitation she turned the page. This page was
showing a man fucking a woman hard while she was bent over a table. One of his
fingers was in her ass, while the other hand was occasionally slapping her
bouncing ass.
Severus pushed his finger deeper into her, slowly twirling it around, brushing
against her walls until she had problems breathing normally. “Do you like that
pose?” She nodded. It didn’t take long after that before his finger brushed
against the spot he had been searching for. Her eyes and mouth were open in
shock when he touched her, luckily she was quiet. Severus found her extremely
attractive, especially as her lips, cheeks and even ears were flaming red.
Maybe it was her reaction, or maybe he was just too sure of himself, but he
decided to push her. “You’re such a filthy girl,” he whispered. It wasn’t a
question but she still nodded. “You’re a dirty Gryffindor whore,” again she
nodded. “No princess would allow a snake to touch her.” This time she couldn’t
nod because she was fighting the urge to scream as he stroked her spot yet
again.
Severus took a glance around the room. Each student was occupied with their
tasks, but it wouldn’t take long before the next student was done.
Turning his attention back to Hermione he added a second finger inside of her,
sending her even closer to the edge. Saying she’s damp was wrong, since she was
already forming a pool on the chair. Severus recognized the womanly smell that
rose from between her legs. Most students wouldn’t be able to smell it since
the classroom was filled with different smells, but Severus had trained himself
to tell the difference.
Her smell turned his cock rock heard, causing him to moan like she did only
seconds ago. “I never think I have ever met anyone as dirty as you Granger,
moaning in class while your professor is fucking you with his fingers. I bet
you want more, I bet you want to be taken right here.”
“Yes,” she whispered as she allowed her head to fall backwards, closing her
eyes.
Severus moved a little so he could whisper directly into her ear. “You want my
cock Granger?” She tried to nod but her head was too heavy, he caught the tiny
movement anyway and knew he had her. Pushing his fingers into her a few more
times he continued to whisper. “I bet you wouldn’t even mind the other
students, as long as you got my cock.” Like before she tried to nod but failed.
Severus noted that one of the students was starting to pour his potion into a
vial. Unless he wanted to be caught he had to finish.
“You can’t hide from me now Granger, I know now what you are.” He took her
earlobe between his teeth and sucked at it. “You’re a filthy little Gryffindor
whore, who doesn’t mind shaming her house as long as she gets some cock.”
He pulled his fingers out of her and stood up. When she realized he was gone
she finally opened her eyes and stared at him, cheeks flushed, lips full of
blood, panting. He made sure to cover her up before standing, so nobody would
see anything strange if they saw them right then, except for the fact that she
was almost lying in the chair.
His fingers were still wet, and for a second he thought of drying them on his
robes but changed his mind in the last second. What he did instead was lift
them up to his mouth and suck on them until most of her essence was gone.
Hermione hadn’t taken her eyes off him yet and was shocked when she saw what he
did with his used fingers.
Without a second glance at her Severus turned around and walked up to his desk,
not paying attention to any of the students. Only when he sat down did he
realise how painfully hard his cock was.
Luckily for him there was only fifteen minutes left of the class, and day. When
they left he wouldn’t have to look at the brats for the rest of that night.
Hermione was of course not one of the brats, not in his eyes at least. Whenever
he looked at her now he saw only a young woman, preparing herself on the sexual
life once school was over.
“You have three minutes left,” he called out. Some of the students were
groaning, while others were working faster. Hermione hadn’t moved from her
position since he left her, only when she was informed the class of the few
minutes they had left did she budge. She closed her book and placed her head
down on the desk.
Severus watched the clock, ten seconds left and the last student was making his
way up to his desk to drop of the parchment and vial.
“I assume I don’t need to remind you all about the test next week. If you wish
to prepare for it I suggest you read from chapter seven to fourteen.” Some
students moaned while others looked at their desks or bags hateful. Severus
knew he wasn’t a loved teacher, not that he cared. “Miss Granger, if you would
be so kind and wait, I have something I need to discuss with you.” All the
students, including Hermione, stared at him shocked. Severus acted like he
didn’t care while waiting for the students to leave.
“You wanted to say something professor?” Hermione said, her voice shaking.
Slowly he placed the parchment on the table, staring at her. Her cheeks were
still flushed, her lips still red, and he imagined that unless she had cleaned
herself she was still wet.
“Yes,” he said. With his wand he sent all the vials and parchment over to the
cupboard to grade them later. He could see that she was nervous. “I thought we
should continue what we ended twenty minutes ago. “ Her blush darkened as she
turned her eyes away from him. “Come here and bend over my desk,” he decided
not to give her a chance to choose. “I have something I know you’ll like.”
Hermione took short steps up to him, still avoiding his gaze. When she reached
him he lifted her head until she had to look at him. Her brown eyes were
common, but with her blushing skin they were dazzling. “You’re such a beauty,”
he whispered before leaning down and planting a kiss on her lips.
She didn’t return the kiss at first, but that soon changed. When she was
finally kissing him back he decided to continue with their meeting and pushed
his hand between the folds of her robe until he found the familiar place
between her legs. Hermione hadn’t cleaned herself and her panties were starting
to go cold, not that it mattered to Severus since he would soon remove them.
When the kiss ended he turned her around and pushed her down on the table, with
one smooth movement he lifted her school robe and skirt, exposing her panties.
Carefully he pulled them down over her ass, exposing all of her womanly beauty.
Severus ran his finger up and down over her skin, enjoying the small gasps she
made. “I’m going to fuck you like they did in that picture miss Granger, until
you scream out my name.” She moaned as he pushed his finger into her. “You’re
such a naughty girl, isn’t that right?” He waited for her answer. Right before
he was about to ask a second time she spoke.
“I’m a naughty girl, please fuck me professor.” Hearing her speak those words
turned him on so hard that he feared he would come right where he stood. He
knew then that if they continued like that the rest of that year wouldn’t be as
boring as he first thought.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     Almost 3 years to finish, but better late than never. At least this
     extra time has me thinking about how to continue this story, and I've
     currenly got an idea for the next chapter.
Each student sat quietly in their seat as Snape walked up between them, handing
out their essays. They knew --the Slytherins included-- that the grades of the
essay counted greatly towards their final score, which was why Hermione
anxiously awaited her turn. To make things worse for the less talented
students, Snape would punish those with weak grades with extra work.
Ron sat closer to the professor’s path, which meant he would receive his essay
first. Nervously he stared at the parchment before he smiled and showed her his
paper, E, Hermione mimedgood job before turning her attention back at the
professor. E wasn’t bad, considering Ron did all the work by himself, and it
meant he only had to take one extra class and write one extra essay.
Neville sat in front of Ron and was the next to receive his result. Hermione
noticed he took a deep breath before looking at his grade, A; three extra
classes and two extra essays. Hermione congratulated him with a nod and a smile
when he turned towards her to thank her for the help.
Nervously Hermione stared at the potion master as he walked down the row until
he reached the front of the class. Slowly he made his way up again, handing out
the last results. Harry was sitting in front of her and received his results
before Hermione, who would be the last to receive the results because of where
she was sitting.
Hermione could see Harry received an E, which was pretty good seeing as he
almost failed his previous essay.
Professor Snape stopped in front of her, staring down with an amused look. He
placed her essay her desk, face down, before returning to his desk. His look
was strange, which made her nervous about flipping the essay around, but she
was too anxious not to see what her grade was. The shock which followed was too
hard to take, surely it had to be a mistake.
“T!” she shouted before she was able to control herself. Every student in the
class turned their heads towards her, looking as shocked as she felt, and some
even amused. Snape was silent until he reached his desk, there he turned around
like he always did, his robe flowing around him. Once upon a time she wouldn’t
have thought twice about the way he moved, but after what happened between them
she couldn’t help finding it hypnotic in a sexual way.
With a calm voice he spoke. “Miss Granger, I suggest you keep your mouth shut
and sit down.” Hermione hadn’t realised she was standing, still in shock from
the first T she had ever received. Every student in the classroom --including
Draco-- were quiet as they waited to see what would happen next.
“I’m sorry, Professor, but this must be a mistake.” She regretted her choice of
words as soon as she saw the expression on Snape’s face. She hadn’t expected
any special treatment, but receiving a T made her wonder if he did it to punish
her.
“Are you insinuating that I made a mistake?” he asked calmly.
“No Sir, I just-” she began, only to be interrupted.
“By assuming your grade is a mistake you are clearly saying I made a mistake. I
will not allow any students to accuse me of being wrong, especially a know-it-
all Gryffindor who think they are far more clever than their teacher.” There
were whispering in the classroom, which was quickly stopped by Severus who did
not appreciate it. “I will take ten points from each student who talks in my
class,” he said loudly, ending the whispers. “Maybe if you use less time
tutoring the other students your essay would have been better, but because I’m
feeling generous today, I’m willing to give you an oral test, and if your
answers please me then you might increase your grade.” Hermione almost gasped
when she understood the meaning of his words. She was positive he had lost his
mind, but knew better than to speak against him again while they were
surrounded but the other students.
“While I have a chat with Miss Granger, I expect every nose to be turned down
towards your desk as you write me an essay about the potion that was originally
scheduled for today. Granger, if you may be so kind and follow me.” Hermione
looked around the room, hoping nobody could see just how embarrassed she was.
Silently she followed the professor back into his office, avoiding looking at
any of her classmates.
Once they were in the room she faced him. “You did that on purpose, didn’t
you?” she smiled, knowing she figured him out.
“Have I given you permission to speak? Unless you want me to remove points from
you for disobeying you better do as I say.”
Her whole body trembled under his gaze, under the intense look of her
professor. “What do you want me to do?” she asked, unable to hide the
excitement in her voice.
“This is an oral test, and your time begins now.”
Hermione couldn’t hold back a small giggle as she realised what he demanded of
her. However, even though she wanted to do as he ordered, and do it well, she
had never tried oral before. Slowly she moved closer, placing her hands on his
chest before slowly letting them fall to his waist. She watched his eyes,
hating how he managed to hide his emotions that well.
Finding the buttons on his trousers she undid them, swallowing hard as she
noticed just how big he was. Slowly she revealed her assignment, which was far
bigger than she imagined it would be. Hermione licked her lips as his cock
pointed at her, then she opened her mouth and tried to take as much of it as
possible.
“Don’t try too hard, take it easy,” he ordered. Hermione did as he said, going
slower, using her tongue slightly more. It didn’t taste as strange she first
imagined it would, and it felt nice in her mouth, even though she wasn’t able
to take it all. Slowly she managed to swallow more, her eyes watering slightly
as she started gagging. His hands moved through her hair, pulling it back into
a ponytail, slowly forcing her to go deeper at his demand. She tried to tell
him she couldn’t swallow more, that she feared she would throw up, but he
didn’t let go of her hair and she had no opportunity to stop him, unless she
wanted to disobey him. Her mouth filled with slime and precome, as it became
harder to breathe she held her breath, trying to control her throat as his cock
moved deeper and deeper.
“Look at me,” his deep voice groaned. She did, which wasn’t easy as his robe
kept moving between them. “Look at me,” he ordered again, groaning shortly
after as their eyes met.
He came shortly after, holding her head firmly in place as he didn’t release
her hair, forcing her to swallow even though her reflexes told her to pull
away. She felt like she was drowning a second until she found a way to calm
herself, but that lasted only for a second as his seemen continued to pump down
her throat in waves.
When he was done he pulled his cock out of her mouth, a string of saliva and
come linking her mouth to his cock, her lips stained with his scent. He forced
her head backwards and stared at her, brushing her cheek with one finger before
telling her to get up. She needed a moment to gather herself before she could
rise, her lips tingling as she watched him.
He was fully dressed again, looking as if nothing happened. For a moment she
wondered if it was all in her imagination, but the taste in her mouth told
another tale. She was about to wipe the mess from her lips when he stopped her
by taking her wrist in his hand. “Don’t do that, let me look at you for a
moment, let me saviour the moment.”
She did as he wanted, watching him as he seemed to enjoy looking at her. Under
his gaze she felt naked, but she found she didn’t mind, not as his eyes were
filled with a desire she’d never seen anyone show towards her.
“You look divine,” he admitted, sending thrilling tingles through her body.
“Clean yourself, we must return to the class before anyone might suspect
anything.”
She stared shocked at the door, her cheeks burning as she remembered her class,
her friends. She wondered if anyone would notice anything, only to put that
thought out of his mind as she knew neither one of her boy friends would
notice.
Once she was certain there was no evidence left around her face she walked
towards the door, ready to return. Her panties were wet, but she would have to
hold on until the class was over.
“Would you not want to know what grade you’ve received for your oral test?” She
turned, her heart fluttering as she waited. “E.” Her heart fell for a moment as
she had expected to hear something else. Sensing her disappointment he
continued. “You have skills in the subject, but there is room for improvement,
don’t you think?”
Hermione was amused, knowing exactly what he meant. She wanted to argue, but
knew it would not get her anywhere. “I shall remember to practice,” she teased.
“What about returning next week for a tutor session?”
She hated him for mocking her, but again she didn’t mind it. “I thank you for
your offer, and will gladly accept the extra tutoring.”
He motioned for her to leave, which she did as soon as she was able to control
her smile. The other students watched her as she reappeared, but she knew it
was not because they figured out what happened in the room, but because she,
the best student, had to take an extra test. If they only know, she thought,
strangling a smile which threatened to expose her joy.
“How was it?”
“What did you get?”
“Was he mean?”
Her friend’s questions amused her, and she was about to give them a short
answer which would please them, only to be interrupted by Snape as he entered
the classroom again and informed the whole room about Hermione’s new grade, and
that nobody else would be given a second chance.
They were ordered to be silent the rest of the class while finishing their
essays, and Hermione received a warning that if she didn’t complete hers to his
satisfaction, she would have to return later. Hermione didn’t mind seeing him
again, but she wished he wasn’t embarrassing her with bad grades in front of
the whole class.
Pretending that she was not affected by him, she picked up her book and started
writing, wondering if she should hand in a weak essay just to see him sooner.
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