Chest

A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter! I love reviews!

Part 2: Chest

Hermione Granger hastened as fast as she could without breaking Rule 57 in the Official Hogwarts Handbook on running in the hallways. She passed the library without a glance, to the surprise of several lollygagging students making their way up to the Gryffindor tower. Several Slytherins reluctantly made way for the Head Girl as she passed through the dungeons. Finally, she stopped in front of a nondescript door and caught her breath before knocking.

No one answered. She knocked again.

After a minute or two of knocking, the door was abruptly opened.

“Merlin’s saggy bum! Albus, I said I’d talk to you about it tomor … oh …”

Hermione found herself standing in front of a partially undressed Professor Severus Snape, chest heaving. Bare chest heaving. She couldn’t stop staring. It was just as pale as his face, the veins showing slightly through the semi-translucent skin. His abdomen looked firm, and his nipples were a pale pink …

Hermione mentally shook herself. She never would have believed anyone if they had told her a day ago that she would see her professor in such undress. Looking at the level she should have when he first opened the door, she noticed that his cheeks had flushed a little, and the tint of pink continued on down his neck to his … Oh, no. She wasn’t going there again!

“Hold on,” he said gruffly, his cheeks still lightly tinted as he shut the door a bit too hard. Hermione jumped a little at the sound. Soon enough it opened again and, this time, Professor Snape had a housecoat wrapped around his torso. “Yes, Miss Granger?”

“I’m sorry, sir, for interrupting your, er, personal time, it’s just … Here is the Head’s report.” She quickly handed him a sheaf of parchment, which he took and glanced over. “I know you like things on time, and I’m sorry that it wasn’t ready until today.”

“Very well.” He finally looked up from the papers, giving her a calculating look, as though trying to gauge whether she would tell anyone of this incident. She supposed he was satisfied that she wouldn’t, as he nodded to her.

“’Night, Granger,” he muttered before closing the door.

“Goodnight sir,” she said to the door. Turning, she walked slowly back to her Head Girl room. She thought back to what had happened and chuckled, imagining the expressions on the boys' faces if she ever told them that Professor Snape had a bit of chest hair.

Stay tuned for the next chapter: Food