a/n Finally i was acually brave enough to write a Hermione/Severus pair! Though i have no idea how Snape survived his attack. And I would probably say this is about 6 years after the war, maybe? Go easy on me, its not perfect but i think a decent story line could be there. Anyways, please read and review! Reviews give me encouragement to write more. And i do not own nothing! J.K. Rowling is a unbelieveable woman. oh and there will defo be a cheeky lemon in the next chapter... It's rated M for a reason!
I could feel him looking at me AGAIN, this had to be the third time this evening during dinner. His black pupils darted away from mine to casually look back down at the dinner in front of him. I desperately wanted to look back, daringly i looked out of the corners of my eyes, I tried not to show how much I wanted to speak to him. Since I received my letter from Minerva about teaching Transfiguration at Hogwarts, I had been so thrilled and slightly nervous to be going back to my old school. Also I would be seeing some new Professors, like Neville Longbottom, and some old ones, like HIM. Shouldn't we able to push aside my student years and the war, to see that I am a mature, young women who only wants to make a good friendship? Hopefully. Though despite the fact he hasn't even attempted to speak to me since I arrived; I hope he will try to make conversation with me, otherwise I'd better use some of that 'Gryffindor courage' I had inside of me.
Finishing my last piece of chicken in my mouth, I peered down curiously to look among the students chattering away. I was there once happy and young, but now 7 years later, I wanted, no needed something more out of life. But I just wasn't too sure what. After quick goodnight blessing from the Headmistress, the students bustled and shoved their way out of the Great Hall on the way to go back to their common room's. Minerva coughed, 'Well, I think that went very well. Finally we've had the fullest attendance of pupils for years. I will see you in the morning at breakfast time before lessons, goodnight all.' Then she stood and left without another word. I said my goodbyes too, and left shortly afterwards. As I walked out, I turned my head slightly to the right just see if I was being watched. Just as I suspected, the black eyes of Severus Snape landed on my brown ones and I knew just how much I actually wanted him.
As I stormed out of the Hall into a deserted corridor, I was angry and frustrated. One, that he didn't have the nerve to speak to me after everything that happened with the war, I practically saw him die for goodness sake! Two, slightly annoyed with myself for not having the balls to approach him first. Oh well…. I have nearly a whole year, but can I really wait that long? For what, a silly conversation where he might not even want a friendship, or... I nervously gulped something more? But maybe I was always be a frizz head bookworm to him.
The corridor was dimly lit with only little candle light: I felt safe inside the castle, almost like I was at home again. Though my wave of calmness soon stopped as I suddenly realised how much I left my mind drift, because I hadn't noticed another pair of footsteps that were close behind me. Turning on my heel and I let my scarlet robe flick behind me, I turned to face the man I had feared since I was eleven.
'Well Miss Granger, I hoped you would have at least said hello to me, after all these years.'
That git! No, that complete Slytherin. I was annoyed at the situation, he obviously wanted to make conversation and now it my fault? What the fuck. Oh but his voice made me nearly week at the knees. My heart thumped in my chest; I was almost about to explode. I quickly tried to compose myself like he no effect on me, but that was proving very difficult.
'Sorry sir, you seemed to NOT be interested in making conversation.' My hands rested on my hips, my eyes never left his. Then this is when I noticed properly how much his appearance had changed: his hair smooth, but not greasy looking and it was cut shorter; his face had more colour to it and he seemed less tired around the eyes; his nose wasn't big, but just looked right and somehow his frame had seemed to have gotten muscular.
'Miss Granger?' My eyes snapped up, I cringed mentally, he knew I'd just eyed him up.
'Mmmm?'
'Wasn't you paying attention to what I had just said? Well, well this must be the first time the Gryffindor know-it-all, hasn't listened to her professor.' I scoffed.
'Hardly. You are not my professor anymore Severus.' Oooh burn. But god, his named rolled of my tongue, dripping with want.
I turned away and quickly departed him. Or so I thought, a hand gripped my wrist roughly forcing me up against the nearest hard, stone wall.
'Hermione,' He whispered my name, almost seductively in my ear. 'If you want to have a conversation with me, meet me in the dungeons tomorrow at ten. If you are late, you will be punished, no doubt about it.' Instantly my breathing picked up making my chest rise and fall rapidly. As his faced drew back away from mine, he glanced down to the breathless state of my chest. Giving me a final glare, he left sweeping his cloak, naturally billowing behind him. I leaned my head against the wall, he had left me in such I state that my body had slumped in a heap to the floor.
He wanted me too.
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