"Snape, Sir. Hermione Snape," I am too horny, so instead of being a bitch to get out of class, I try a different approach, a wide grin taking over as I walk over to the front of the class and bend forward, making the skirt move up my ass, not showing anything, but the hint is clear. I moan as I inhale deep. "I smell the library, filled with thick and hard... books," I emphasize the words and I hear chuckling from behind me, another deep breath. "I smell the scent of sex, you know the one, sweat and desire mixed together," people are laughing, but I focus on one sound, someone is holding their breath and grinding his teeth. "Lastly, this spearmint toothpaste, the one with matching gum," as I say it I look at Draco, who quickly looks at the ceiling.