MISSION: Revenge is a bitch

Mission: Payback is a Bitch


Well this is nowhere near as much fun as I'd thought it would have been. It is the last night of school and the leaving party for the seventh years, including yours truly, is in full swing around me in the Great Hall. Now you'd think with three men quite obviously chasing after me, albeit behind closed doors for the most part, I'd be having a ball of a time at a party attended by said men? No. No, what I am doing is sitting at Gryffindor table which has been moved up against one wall and torturing myself with the disgusting site of all my classmates attempting to basically dry hump in public. Well, okay, that might be a little overstatement, but I really didn't need to see Neville sticking his tongue down Parvati's throat. Honestly, have they no respect for my dinner?

Anyway, I've been trying not to too obviously stare at Remus, Sirius and Snape. Honestly!

Quit deluding yourself, Herm, if you haven't been staring at them how do you know that right this second Sirius is deep in conversation with Professor Trelawny, Lupin is dancing with McGonagall and that arsehole, I mean Snape, is talking with Malfoy Senior about something that you're fairly sure you'd care not to know about judging from the seriousness and evil glares shooting about the room?

Bah. I'm fine. Honest. Honest!!!

Well, I would be, if the three of them, ALL three of them, weren't utterly ignoring me. I got a brief smile from Lupin, a quick hello from Sirius and a glare from Snape. Total interaction with people for the night save Neville's earlier attempts to get me dance.

Flag this. I'm leaving. This night could be much better spent making sure I've packed all my things and then a good sulking in the library. Yes, that sounds perfect, Herms, done deal.

I get to my feet, and yet as hard as I refrain from looking at the three of them I can't stop my self from throwing each a glance as I walk across the hall. Lupin sees me and nods, Sirius gives me a tiny smile....Snape's eyes fix on me for a brief moment and then dart away. Great. Just fabulous. I'm fine. Honest.


Ahhhh, that's better. I'm not saying it replaces my earlier plans for the evening, but my dear friend 'Hogwarts: A History' is the closest thing I'm going to get tonight. Better yet, despite the book being far from restricted, I've sneaked into the restricted section just for the thrill of it and am curled up in the crook of the arm and the back of a couch.

Lying to myself once again. This is not better. This just gives me time to dwell on Sirius and Trelawny and Merlin forbid...Lupin and McGonagall. Perhaps they've realised I'm just a silly school girl, not worthy of their attentions...and as for Snape...well, I don't know but he was looking quite cosy with Malfoy....

"And what do you think you're doing?!"

My head snaps up from my book to find myself staring up at one rather angry looking Severus Snape. Meh.

"I am having a private party," I snap at him, going back to my book. "Since I didn't appear to be wanted in the Great Hall."

"Getting a little demanding, aren't you?" The smarminess of his voice serves only to piss me off further.

"You said you loved me!" Oh dear, Herms, that half bottle of wine in your room before coming down here was not a good idea.

Snape snorts. "For Merlin's sake, Miss Granger, you should know not to listen to a word a man says during..."

"Whatever."

A hand slams down on my open book, shoving it away from my face and pinning it against my lap. "You've broken school rules, Miss Granger!"

There is a small cough from behind Snape. "No, Severus. She hasn't." There stands Lupin and, behind him, Sirius.

"She is in the restricted section without permission!" Snape bellows at them.

"She is no longer a student," Lupin replies, tapping at his watch. I look up at the clock on the wall and sure enough, it's a quarter after midnight.

"Well...well!" Snape says, getting rather uncharacteristically huffy. "No one talks to me that way!"

His face is inches from mine, his eyes ablaze.

"And what do you think you're going to do about it?" I ask ever so sweetly.

Then his lips are on mine, his body pinning me harshly to the couch. It is a vicious kiss, demanding and controlling. Excellent! The ferocity bruises my lips, his tongue forces its way in, tangling with my own. Sorry, Severus, but the game is by my rules tonight. Without warning I shove at his shoulders, pushing him down onto the couch and pinning him with my own weight – well, I'm sure he could move if he wanted to, but as his eyes pop open in surprise to glare at me I believe I have won this round if only due to sneak tactics. He's trying to stare me down now. Not today. Today I am in charge. Look out, boys! "My rules!" I hiss at Snape, who seems mildly amused by this outburst, but willing to play along for the moment.

And with that thought in mind, I glance over my shoulder at Sirius and Lupin. "Well, are you two just going to stand there and stare all night?" The pair of them glance at each other, then at me. And then I realise – they are waiting for my command! Oh dearie me! The night is picking up, two perfectly willing men at my disposal, and one who looks like he's going to tolerate it for a while. Can life get any better?

"Strip!" I demand, and turn my attentions back to Snape.

"Enjoying yourself, Miss Granger?" he sneers up at me.

"You're hardly in a position to start demeaning me, Severus. Who is it that is pinned to the couch by a helpless seventeen year old girl? Really, I thought you had more power and intelligence than this!"

Severus' face has gone white with rage, yet as he tries to sit up I have my wand whipped from my robes and pointed at the very tip of his perfectly large nose. "Quite a position you're in, isn't it?"

Sirius chuckles and receives a death glare from Snape – the one reserved for first years and Neville Longbottom – followed by a scathing look up and down Sirius' now naked torso. Somehow, while taking in his muscular frame I manage to only sway my wand a little from Snape's nose, but when I realise that Lupin is also completely rid of his clothes, my wand drops to Snape's chest. Gods, I am one lucky wee witch!

It would seem Snape and I are at rather a disadvantage. Curiously Snape appears to be mildly panicked as I flick my wand at him, yet curiouslier seems to be quite relaxed again when he realises I was merely ridding him of his clothes. Can't have those in the way, that would never do. I flick away my own clothes and give Snape a scowl. "Are you going to be a good boy if I put my wand down?"

Poor Snape. Utterly torn between getting what he wants (at least I imagine a damn good shag is what he wants!) and admitting that I have total control over him.

"We shall see, Miss Granger."

Close enough. My wand gets tossed carelessly to the floor, and as my body shifts to do so, I relish in the feel of Snape's bare skin taut beneath mine, his hot, hard cock pressing into my belly and the small, unrestrained buck of his hips. I run my hands over his bare chest and shiver in anticipation. I know exactly what I'm going to do to Snape, and I know he's going to hate it and love it all at once...can't imagine Severus is one for liking his women on top – too bad! Just what to do with Remus and Sirius....hmmmmmm.....

"Remus," I say, daring a glance back in his direction. Yes, still utterly delectable. "Sit." I roughly indicate the floor beside the couch, up by Snape's head where I can get a good view of him. He gives me a questioning look, then does as I ask when he realises he is getting no more information right now. His back is to the couch, his forearms resting upon his knees. Perfect. The look of longing he is giving me is even better – poor man has been waiting a week for me...he can wait a little longer. I haven't turned into a complete bitch though.... "Sirius, give Remus something to think about." I make a suggestive look first at Sirius' mouth then at Remus.

Sirius moves across to Remus, crouching down before him only to capture his lips roughly. Remus lets out a tiny moan before giving in to his friend, tugging him closer by a fistful of his long, shaggy hair. Sirius head tilts back with force as Remus' mouth attacks his neck, a guttarl moan escaping from Sirius. Oh wow.....

"Forgive me, Miss Granger, but I have more pressing issues to deal with elsewhere if observing those two imbeciles is your idea of fun for the night," Snape drawls at me. Ah, yes, Snape. Was ignoring you a little, wasn't I?

"Are you sure about that?" I reply sweetly as I lift myself from his body. His cock jumps up and I purposefully run his shaft along my damp folds with a buck of my hips. "I would hate to be keeping you from your duties, Sir."

Snape's eyes have fallen closed and I see his chest rise sharply as he draws in a deep breath.

"Well, while you think about that..." I say, sliding along him again and pausing as his cock rests at my entrance, "I'll just get on with what I was doing, shall I?"

With that I drop myself down on him in one quick move, his cock filling me to the hilt in such a wonderfully fulfilling manner. Sparks fly within my body, warm shivers run up my spine. My head falls back of its own accord. There is something utterly empowering and overwhelming in having the most hated teacher at school under my control, his eyes squeezed shut in utter determination not to give in to me, yet so close to the brink he barely has that option. Right, I've found some sense of reality again. I open my eyes and stare back down at him, setting my mouth in a firm line, letting him know I'm back for business. And pleasure. Plenty of it. I buck my hips, not lifting myself up at all, just moving him inside me. Snape whimpers. And I mean, WHIMPERS!!! I repeat the move, eliciting yet another moan, this time tipped with a desperate, "Hermione! Please!"

I glance over at Remus and Sirius – Remus eyes are closed as Sirius works his way down Lupin's body, nipping at his skin, soothing it with his tongue until he is simply millimeters away from what could only be called Lupin's raging erection. Sirius is giving me a rather cheeky look with his eyes, wrinkled around the edges in almost laughter as he views Snape's predicament and quick loss of control. He nods his head ever so slightly at me before taking Remus into his mouth. I watch on for a moment as Sirius' mouth stretches around that cock, before devouring it whole. Remus sighs contentedly, his hands in Sirius' hair guiding him in a manner that seems to satisfy both of them quite nicely. Gods this is incredible to watch. I am now desperate for my own release. And then I remember Snape's last game with me...pay back time, dear Professor.

I buck my hips once more and Snape moans.

"Don't you dare until I have first!" I growl at him.

"Well get off me then!" Snape snarls back.

"No! My rules and you'll damn well play by them!"

And this time I really do hear a chuckle from Sirius, but it is cut short by Snape's death glare where upon Sirius goes back to occupying that wonderful mouth with better things...much to Lupin's pleasure.

I buck against Snape again, grinding my hips against his.

"I play by nobodies rules but my own!" he hisses back at me.

I lean down, pressing my bare chest against his and growl in his ear, "Really now?"

There is another sharp rise of his chest under me as Snape inhales quickly. Having a few control issues, Professor? Too bad.

"Fuck you!"

"Indeed, Sir," I reply, catching his earlobe with my teeth as I do. Snape grunts and I can feel him moving closer and closer to oblivion. "Or more like 'fuck you'." I punctuate my words by picking up the pace, writhing against him. This position is wonderful, allows for the most delightfully deep penetration and each move grazes my clit against his coarse hair. Merlin, I'm not far off myself now! I tilt my head to the side and have a view straight over Lupin's shoulder to Sirius sliding up and down his cock. Lupin is gasping for breath as he claws at Sirius' hair, the occasional moan of Sirius' name growled from Lupin's throat.

"You insolent little tart!" Snape hisses back, and before I know it he has managed to grasp one of my nipples between his teeth, tugging at it so hard it borders on painful, yet I feel a flood of liquidy warmth at my core, and the next thing I know I can feel my orgasm coming...tingling at my toes, spreading warmly up my legs to concentrate at my core. My movements become erratic, yet I manage to force my eyes open as a flood of profanities escape my lips – I really had planned on torturing Snape further. Yet my eyes land upon the site of Lupin reaching his peak, bucking into Sirius' willing mouth as Sirius growls and urges Lupin on. No going back, my orgasm continues and with, "Fuck you Severus Snape! I WILL NOT LET YOU WIN!" I reach behind me and grasp hold of his sack, stroking my fingers across its sensitive skin.

"DAMN YOU!" And Snape pours into me, convulsing under me as I slowly come down, just in time to relish in my achievement as my inner muscles pulse and twitch around his shaft. And so in the end, it would look like the Great Professor Snape can be brought down by a helpless little 17 year old girl. Rather funny, isn't it?

Yet I have a whole night of this to look forward to – I'm hardly going to let them off this easily, after all, tomorrow I head home and will most likely never have the opportunity to do this again. Besides, I really have been neglecting poor Remus...