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I never used to believe in love. But then I met Hermione. I suppose I should start at the beginning.
About 7 years ago was when I first laid eyes on her. She was like a dream come true. Whenever I came around her my heart felt like it stopped. I hid my emotions most of the time, but sometimes it slipped and I knew she was suspecting something. The only way to cover up me feelings was for her to fear me like no other. And this, my friends, is how my life changed forever.
Her little friends, Potter and Weasley, they made my life a living hell. They were around her all the time. I always wanted to tell her how I felt, but I thought it was better that way. Every time I got her alone, I almost let it slip. Almost, but them Potter or Weasley would come, and drag her away. They never knew it, but they gave me a great deal of help. But either way, she never did find out, for she thought I hated her. But, Gods! Was she wrong.
The day came in 5th year when I really started to figure out she was the one for me. She was intelligent and charming. The day came when I would confess me feelings for her. But first I had to get her away from Weasley and Potter. It was easy for all I had to do was give her detention that night. So I did. When she walked into the dungeons that night she looks beautiful. She was wearing a light blue jumper and black slack pants. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. When she got to my desk, it took everything for me not to scoop her in my arms a just kiss her. But I had to control myself, or I could risk going to the most feared wizarding prison, Azkaban.
If I made a move, she might squeal. So, I wrapped myself further into my robes, hiding any physical reaction I might have to her.
"Miss Granger." I hissed.
As she looked at me with fear in her eyes, I couldn't help but softened just a little bit.
"Yes Professor?" She quavered.
"I need to talk to you...in my office." I said, going a bit red. Even though she looked confused, she followed at a snail pace to keep as far away from me as possible. I could understand why she was not keeping up with me, since I strike fear in everyone's heart. When we got in my office, I stopped and turned to her. When she stepped inside, I shut the door putting a locking and silencing charm on it. She backed away, knowing what I did, but that didn't stop me from doing what I have wanted to do since the morning before.
"Miss Granger, Hermione." I said, trying out her given name in my tongue.
She shuddered. I wasn't sure if she liked the way I was saying her name or not, but I had to go on before she graduated.
"Yes?" She asked in a small voice.
"If I were to say that I knew someone was absolutely infatuated with you what would you say?" I asked, stooping to a level that even I thought was beyond me.
"I would say you were insane Professor." She answered bravely. Even though she had filled out quite nicely, her self esteem was low, dangerously so.
"I am sorry to hear that, Hermione. But I must let you on with my little secret." I said, a smile on my face.
She breathed in deeply, trying not to cry. "What is it, Professor?"
"I must say that...that..." I said, trying to say the words I have been trying to say for the last two years.
'Damn...I cannot do this' I thought to myself. 'Ah...but you must. You have to confess your feelings to her before she is gone forever' said another voice in the back of my head.
I turned back to her, she was looking puzzled. "Professor, what did you need." She said, walking forwards till she was no farther then two inches away, face to face with the man she feared and loved.
I took in her scent. She smelled like sweet honey. I closed my eyes for a moment before looking again at her. I looked into her deep brown eyes before I couldn't handle it any longer. I put my arms around her waist and brought her close, and kissed her lips.
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Hermione gasped, not knowing what to do, but she couldn't hide her emotions any longer. She put her arms around his neck and didn't want it to end. He pulled away, looking at her with a smile she never seen before, a smile full of love.
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I pulled back, surprised, to say the least, by her actions.
"We shouldn't do this." I muttered.
"I shouldn't do a lot of things." She said, her entrancing eyes glittering mischievously.
"Yes, but this is supposed to be a detention with your evil, greasy git of a Potions Master, remember?" I asked, somewhat sulkily.
"Oh yeah." Hermione said, lapsing into childhood phrases like she did every so often.
"Miss Gran-." I began.
"Hermione." She interrupted forcefully.
"Miss Granger," I continued, as if there had been no interruption, because I knew more than anything it would annoy her. "If Potter and Weasley come in here and find you entwined in my arms, they would immediately assume I have you under the Imperious Curse."
"Why?" She asked, pretending confusion.
"Because there would be no either reason for you to touch me." I said, pulling back and again wrapping myself in my voluminous fold of robes.
"But, Professor! I know what you did. You put a locking charm on the door. I've seen it done before. They couldn't get in." She said, her voice proud.
"That is true, Miss Granger. But I suggest we meet in private somewhere else next time." I said, running my hands through my hair.
"Yes, we should. But I still have another hour of detention left. The boys would suspect something if I came back early. They know you never let a student out before it is over." she said, sheepishly.
I smiled about how brilliant this young woman was. She looked at me and smiled back.
'Ok...keep your cool. Just ask her something' the voice said to me. "Sit, Miss Granger." I said, sitting down opposite of her. As I watched her, she sat down, looking at me with passion on her face.
"I have just one question for you. When did you start to...you know...?" she asked.
"I have liked you since the beginning, when you came here. But in your 4th year, I started to like you even more then a student. But I couldn't let you know that....until now." I said, looking away, my cheeks going red.
"Oh my god." She whispered.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." She lied.
"Hermione." I said, growling.
"I -." She started.
"Yes . . .?" I prompted, thoroughly enjoying this.
"I thought you hated me." She lied again.
"Hermione, stop lying to me." I said, staring at her.
"I'm not -." She began.
"You are." I interrupted.
"I have always thought the affections were only on my side." She mumbled.
"What?" I spluttered.
"Umm...Nothing Professor." she said, going red.
I couldn't believe my ears. Did she just say what I think she said?
"Hermione...did you just say you had the same affections for me." I said...not believing.
"Yes, professor." she said, going the shade of crimson.
I smiled to myself at those words.
"What are you so happy about?" she snapped, stepping forward.
"Nothing, Hermione. Well, now it is time for you to leave. Your detention is over now." I said, frowning.
"Oh. Well, shall we meet some where tomorrow then?" she asked, her eyes lighting up. She slid her hand into mine.
I breathed deep; not believing my dream of being with her had finally come true. "Sure, Hermione. Meet me on the third floor at 4:00. I'll be waiting."
She smiled, her brown eyes dancing. I pulled her close and kissed her tenderly on the lips and let her go. "Good-Bye, Hermione."
"Bye Professor." She said, a half-dazed smile on her face. When she left, I couldn't help but feel empty inside.
The door snapped and it brought me to attention.
I stood there for quite some time, just mulling things over . . . I didn't even notice when the fireplace turned green.
"Severus?"
Holy Shit! I thought.
"Severus?" It was Albus.
"Hello Albus." I said, fighting hard to keep the grin off my face.
"Are you alright Severus?" The Headmaster asked concernedly.
"Of course Albus, why wouldn't I be?" I asked, letting the grin take over.
"You're grinning." He said in a very Un-Albus-Dumbledore-ish way.
"Yes Albus, its seems that I am." I said, continuing the grin.
"Why?" He continued in the same weird way.
"I'm just, happy!" I said jovially.
Albus eyed me closely, but I couldn't stop the smile on my face. "Severus, tell me what has gotten you all happy in such a short time."
I stopped smiling, trying to think of an excuse. "I was reading A Monte Potions and I found a really good potion to use in class." I said, hoping he would actually fall for it.
Albus sighed. "Nevermind, Severus. I have some grave news to tell you. Voldemort is back, and he is looking for the one who betrayed him," he said, looking at Severus with concerned eyes. "He is searching for you, my dear boy."
I couldn't take it in. My smile disappeared without a trace. I moved forward. "Why are they looking for me, Albus?"
"That I am not sure of. I think someone might have told him that you turned on him. Can you think of anyone who would want you killed, Severus?" he asked.
I tried to think, but fear took over. I couldn't believe he was after me. As I thought more about it, the only person who knew of my turning to the light side was Draco's father, Lucius. "Lucius Malfoy, Albus. He is the only one who I can think of who knows about me turning to the good side. I wouldn't think he would want me killed."
"Are you so sure?" Albus asked.
"Albus Dumbledore, you are suspecting the only other spy for our side." I said incredulously.
"Might he not have told someone?" Albus persisted.
"No! Wait . . ." I said, mulling it over as the fear gripped my chest making it harder to breathe.
"Draco." I breathed.
"Yes." Albus confirmed.
"But he would never!" I exclaimed.
"I'm afraid he already has Severus." The Headmaster said gravely.
"But-!" I began again.
"No buts Severus." The Headmaster snapped. "We have been betrayed."
A/N: Hey there. This is a collaboration. I am Anndi Malfoy, and I am Snapes Apprentice. We are teaming together for this fic which I (Anndi) got the weird idea for while watching Stealing Harvard with my Best Friend. Anyway, hope you enjoy it, and please no flamers (they hurt our feelings as well as they burn!), but feel free to review. Bye!
I never used to believe in love. But then I met Hermione. I suppose I should start at the beginning.
About 7 years ago was when I first laid eyes on her. She was like a dream come true. Whenever I came around her my heart felt like it stopped. I hid my emotions most of the time, but sometimes it slipped and I knew she was suspecting something. The only way to cover up me feelings was for her to fear me like no other. And this, my friends, is how my life changed forever.
Her little friends, Potter and Weasley, they made my life a living hell. They were around her all the time. I always wanted to tell her how I felt, but I thought it was better that way. Every time I got her alone, I almost let it slip. Almost, but them Potter or Weasley would come, and drag her away. They never knew it, but they gave me a great deal of help. But either way, she never did find out, for she thought I hated her. But, Gods! Was she wrong.
The day came in 5th year when I really started to figure out she was the one for me. She was intelligent and charming. The day came when I would confess me feelings for her. But first I had to get her away from Weasley and Potter. It was easy for all I had to do was give her detention that night. So I did. When she walked into the dungeons that night she looks beautiful. She was wearing a light blue jumper and black slack pants. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. When she got to my desk, it took everything for me not to scoop her in my arms a just kiss her. But I had to control myself, or I could risk going to the most feared wizarding prison, Azkaban.
If I made a move, she might squeal. So, I wrapped myself further into my robes, hiding any physical reaction I might have to her.
"Miss Granger." I hissed.
As she looked at me with fear in her eyes, I couldn't help but softened just a little bit.
"Yes Professor?" She quavered.
"I need to talk to you...in my office." I said, going a bit red. Even though she looked confused, she followed at a snail pace to keep as far away from me as possible. I could understand why she was not keeping up with me, since I strike fear in everyone's heart. When we got in my office, I stopped and turned to her. When she stepped inside, I shut the door putting a locking and silencing charm on it. She backed away, knowing what I did, but that didn't stop me from doing what I have wanted to do since the morning before.
"Miss Granger, Hermione." I said, trying out her given name in my tongue.
She shuddered. I wasn't sure if she liked the way I was saying her name or not, but I had to go on before she graduated.
"Yes?" She asked in a small voice.
"If I were to say that I knew someone was absolutely infatuated with you what would you say?" I asked, stooping to a level that even I thought was beyond me.
"I would say you were insane Professor." She answered bravely. Even though she had filled out quite nicely, her self esteem was low, dangerously so.
"I am sorry to hear that, Hermione. But I must let you on with my little secret." I said, a smile on my face.
She breathed in deeply, trying not to cry. "What is it, Professor?"
"I must say that...that..." I said, trying to say the words I have been trying to say for the last two years.
'Damn...I cannot do this' I thought to myself. 'Ah...but you must. You have to confess your feelings to her before she is gone forever' said another voice in the back of my head.
I turned back to her, she was looking puzzled. "Professor, what did you need." She said, walking forwards till she was no farther then two inches away, face to face with the man she feared and loved.
I took in her scent. She smelled like sweet honey. I closed my eyes for a moment before looking again at her. I looked into her deep brown eyes before I couldn't handle it any longer. I put my arms around her waist and brought her close, and kissed her lips.
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Hermione gasped, not knowing what to do, but she couldn't hide her emotions any longer. She put her arms around his neck and didn't want it to end. He pulled away, looking at her with a smile she never seen before, a smile full of love.
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I pulled back, surprised, to say the least, by her actions.
"We shouldn't do this." I muttered.
"I shouldn't do a lot of things." She said, her entrancing eyes glittering mischievously.
"Yes, but this is supposed to be a detention with your evil, greasy git of a Potions Master, remember?" I asked, somewhat sulkily.
"Oh yeah." Hermione said, lapsing into childhood phrases like she did every so often.
"Miss Gran-." I began.
"Hermione." She interrupted forcefully.
"Miss Granger," I continued, as if there had been no interruption, because I knew more than anything it would annoy her. "If Potter and Weasley come in here and find you entwined in my arms, they would immediately assume I have you under the Imperious Curse."
"Why?" She asked, pretending confusion.
"Because there would be no either reason for you to touch me." I said, pulling back and again wrapping myself in my voluminous fold of robes.
"But, Professor! I know what you did. You put a locking charm on the door. I've seen it done before. They couldn't get in." She said, her voice proud.
"That is true, Miss Granger. But I suggest we meet in private somewhere else next time." I said, running my hands through my hair.
"Yes, we should. But I still have another hour of detention left. The boys would suspect something if I came back early. They know you never let a student out before it is over." she said, sheepishly.
I smiled about how brilliant this young woman was. She looked at me and smiled back.
'Ok...keep your cool. Just ask her something' the voice said to me. "Sit, Miss Granger." I said, sitting down opposite of her. As I watched her, she sat down, looking at me with passion on her face.
"I have just one question for you. When did you start to...you know...?" she asked.
"I have liked you since the beginning, when you came here. But in your 4th year, I started to like you even more then a student. But I couldn't let you know that....until now." I said, looking away, my cheeks going red.
"Oh my god." She whispered.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." She lied.
"Hermione." I said, growling.
"I -." She started.
"Yes . . .?" I prompted, thoroughly enjoying this.
"I thought you hated me." She lied again.
"Hermione, stop lying to me." I said, staring at her.
"I'm not -." She began.
"You are." I interrupted.
"I have always thought the affections were only on my side." She mumbled.
"What?" I spluttered.
"Umm...Nothing Professor." she said, going red.
I couldn't believe my ears. Did she just say what I think she said?
"Hermione...did you just say you had the same affections for me." I said...not believing.
"Yes, professor." she said, going the shade of crimson.
I smiled to myself at those words.
"What are you so happy about?" she snapped, stepping forward.
"Nothing, Hermione. Well, now it is time for you to leave. Your detention is over now." I said, frowning.
"Oh. Well, shall we meet some where tomorrow then?" she asked, her eyes lighting up. She slid her hand into mine.
I breathed deep; not believing my dream of being with her had finally come true. "Sure, Hermione. Meet me on the third floor at 4:00. I'll be waiting."
She smiled, her brown eyes dancing. I pulled her close and kissed her tenderly on the lips and let her go. "Good-Bye, Hermione."
"Bye Professor." She said, a half-dazed smile on her face. When she left, I couldn't help but feel empty inside.
The door snapped and it brought me to attention.
I stood there for quite some time, just mulling things over . . . I didn't even notice when the fireplace turned green.
"Severus?"
Holy Shit! I thought.
"Severus?" It was Albus.
"Hello Albus." I said, fighting hard to keep the grin off my face.
"Are you alright Severus?" The Headmaster asked concernedly.
"Of course Albus, why wouldn't I be?" I asked, letting the grin take over.
"You're grinning." He said in a very Un-Albus-Dumbledore-ish way.
"Yes Albus, its seems that I am." I said, continuing the grin.
"Why?" He continued in the same weird way.
"I'm just, happy!" I said jovially.
Albus eyed me closely, but I couldn't stop the smile on my face. "Severus, tell me what has gotten you all happy in such a short time."
I stopped smiling, trying to think of an excuse. "I was reading A Monte Potions and I found a really good potion to use in class." I said, hoping he would actually fall for it.
Albus sighed. "Nevermind, Severus. I have some grave news to tell you. Voldemort is back, and he is looking for the one who betrayed him," he said, looking at Severus with concerned eyes. "He is searching for you, my dear boy."
I couldn't take it in. My smile disappeared without a trace. I moved forward. "Why are they looking for me, Albus?"
"That I am not sure of. I think someone might have told him that you turned on him. Can you think of anyone who would want you killed, Severus?" he asked.
I tried to think, but fear took over. I couldn't believe he was after me. As I thought more about it, the only person who knew of my turning to the light side was Draco's father, Lucius. "Lucius Malfoy, Albus. He is the only one who I can think of who knows about me turning to the good side. I wouldn't think he would want me killed."
"Are you so sure?" Albus asked.
"Albus Dumbledore, you are suspecting the only other spy for our side." I said incredulously.
"Might he not have told someone?" Albus persisted.
"No! Wait . . ." I said, mulling it over as the fear gripped my chest making it harder to breathe.
"Draco." I breathed.
"Yes." Albus confirmed.
"But he would never!" I exclaimed.
"I'm afraid he already has Severus." The Headmaster said gravely.
"But-!" I began again.
"No buts Severus." The Headmaster snapped. "We have been betrayed."
A/N: Hey there. This is a collaboration. I am Anndi Malfoy, and I am Snapes Apprentice. We are teaming together for this fic which I (Anndi) got the weird idea for while watching Stealing Harvard with my Best Friend. Anyway, hope you enjoy it, and please no flamers (they hurt our feelings as well as they burn!), but feel free to review. Bye!