Deeper and Deeper

"So, did you orgasm?" squealed Lavender excitedly.

Hermione nodded with a wide smile. She always did, she didn't know why they kept asking. Lavender and Parvati exchanged excited glances.

"Did you cum?" squealed Parvati. Lavender sighed and let her body deflate. She tossed her head round to her best friend, her hair swishing with her.

"That's the same as orgasming, Vati!" she sighed. Parvati shook her head certainly.

"No, I mean did you get like...like juices flowing?" she asked, bowing her head and blushing red. Hermione laughed and Lavender widened her eyes in shock.

"How do you know about that?" cried Lavender. Parvati looked up reluctantly.

"Erm, in sixth year, me and erm, Seamus..." she admitted quietly, going even deeper red.

Lavender gasped. "You didn't tell me, you cheeky! Now we have to hear YOUR gossip about Seamus, Vati!"

Parvati looked positively horrified at the prospect and looked up to Hermione. "Well, Hermione didn't tell us whether she did yet!"

"Oh yeah!" cried Lavender, whipping her head back round to Hermione and gazing at her expectantly. Hermione laughed.

"Oh yeah, fuck yeah," she giggled. "Loads. It's hard not to though he's..."

"Got a big dick?" shrieked Lavender. The girls burst into hysterics, but Hermione never denied it. In her mind she pictured his naked body, his seductive face, his low purring voice luring her into him. The more she laughed and remembered and thought, the hungrier she got for his sex. She gulped as their laughter settled down, to control herself.

"I've got to be careful though," she sighed sadly. Lavender and Parvati looked sympathetically to her. "I mean, this inspection could last days, up to a week! ... How would it turn out if they found out that we were fucking? What would it do to the school, to me, to Severus?"

"Just wait a week," Parvati told her nonchalantly. "I mean, it's not exactly like a week's that long. In fact, if you wait a week – and it probably won't even be that long – when you do see each other again and fuck then it'll be even better. It was like that in half term."

Lavender and Hermione stared open mouthed at the newly open Parvati, who laughed when she saw their faces. Hermione shook her head, everything was suddenly changing so quickly and her world was spinning so fast that everything was shook up and jostled about, nothing in it's normal place anymore, and it was scary. Hermione stood up like a shot.

"I have to go," she breathed. Lavender looked up, a coy smile twisting her lips.

"You just can't get enough of him, can you?" he grinned. Hermione gulped, not smiling back.

"No, it's not that. I mean, I am going to see him but I doubt we'll do anymore fucking. This is like...massive business that needs to be sorted out now. If we fuck, we'll never get anywhere and who knows what will happen then?"

"Oh, ok," sighed Parvati. "Well, enjoy yourself. But remember, if he gets an erection and you don't let him use it the best sex of your life is fucking over, ok?"

Hermione tried to grin, see the lighter side but somehow she just couldn't manage to muster the strength to paint this mask on her face right now. She stood up, smoothed herself off purely out of habit and strained a tiny smile of farewell to her newfound friends. They reciprocated and immediately when her back was turned, Hermione heard Lavender whisper something sadly. She decided that there were more significant matters at hand than the gossiping of a girl who had once been her greatest annoyance.

Checking her reflection in the odd window or puddle along the way to the dungeons, Hermione simply hummed calmly to herself, and when she reached the dungeon door she didn't bother knocking, but simply pushed the door and slipped through to greet her Potions master sitting at the desk looking , basically, bored. He looked up at the sound of the door opening and leaned forwards towards Hermione as she walked towards him.

"Miss Granger," he smiled almost slyly, his eyes squinting with his smile. Hermione smiled back, but only momentarily. Noting this, Severus stood up. "What's wrong?"

Hermione sighed and avoided his solid black eyes. "Not tonight, Severus-"

"What happened to Sev?" he asked, his head bowed and teeth gritted, voice low, almost a growl.

"Sev, look, we got involved because of this...bloody inspection! So can we please leave the fucking – the amazing fucking – for tonight and at least get some idea of what the hell we're going to do?"

Severus stared at Hermione for a long time. More than anything he simply wanted to scream at her how they didn't need to, that this was all just a complete lie that he'd invented because he felt so strongly the desire to see more of her. However, he had that sinking feeling that if he confessed all of the ordeal to her, she would run from him and he'd never feel her curves again or feel the electricity as their bodies intertwined again. He looked up at her, his lower lip sucked under his upper row of teeth. If they worked hard and quickly, perhaps they could "celebrate" later. He nodded slowly.

"You know where the parchment and quills are. I know what needs to be done. I'm sure you can write quickly, in fact I'm certain. I've seen how eager you are in lessons, hanging from my every word, copied out faultlessly, each lesson for seven years. Anyway, I've had a change of plan, completely."

"Why so?" asked Hermione curiously as she scribbled away.

"Because I need you to teach a master class to a class from each year group. You needn't put too much effort into it, just teach first to third years the same, fourth and fifth the same and sixth and seventh the same, just one class per year group. I'll never get across to them, you know my reputation."

Hermione nodded and a hand absentmindedly snaked around behind his neck, touching his hair like a child playing with their mother's hair. Severus glanced at her.

"What do you think would be appropriate?" she questioned.

"You decide, they'll enjoy it more, if I instruct and you just...do then they'll sense the unauthenticated feel of the lesson. Should be easy for you, Granger."

"Oh, it is. You know what else is easy for me?" she asked. Severus smiled, glancing into her eyes as she mounted him. "Being seduced."

Hearing these whispered words, Severus knew that Hermione ought never find out about the false inspection, that he would hire an old friend to fake it, that tonight had just improved immensely. That he could never lose her.