Outside the Potion's Classroom
Standard disclaimer is in full usage!
This is the unedited version, because I wanted to know what people thought of my sequel/stand alone. The story is halfway completed.
Proudly AU – because I don't feel like writing redemption stories.
Prologue
The year was over. Graduation came and went. Most of the Hogwarts graduates looked to the future with eyes bright and full of hope. The war was over, the good had overcome, and the future was upon them. It seemed like the perfect beginning.
Except for one.
Hermione Granger had passed her NEWTs with record-breaking results. She not only had the highest scores Hogwarts had seen in centuries but also played a pivotal role in the downfall of the Dark Lord himself, alongside her best mates Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. She wore a shiny Order of Merlin, First Class proudly on her graduation robes, just above her Head Girl badge. To all it seemed Hermione had the brightest future of them all.
Yet as the fates would dictate, things were never as perfect as they seemed.
Hermione Granger had been shagging her Potions Professor for the past five months, since the unfortunate incident in which she knocked a powerful aphrodisiac onto them both. At the time, in her hormonally charged state, it seemed the perfect way to savor the delights of an older, more experienced man – especially one in which she was so enamored. Indeed, for the longest time, Hermione had fancied the man. Even though he was nasty and snide and intimidated the weak and hated her friends and called her horrible names and even though the list was...long…she still did.
It may have been doomed from the first moment she hastily snatched his lips within her own, but that did not stop the affair. Even after the aphrodisiac wore off, the affair continued, simply because the desire was there. She couldn't blame the man; when she wanted something, she got it. Being an only child had instilled in her a mighty possessive streak, and a sense of determination that bordered on deadly. Poor Snape could not resist the warmth and enthusiasm of a young, nubile, willing partner, even if she was of an age to be his child. The sex was great. She had what she wanted.
But now school was over, and spelled the end of the affair. He made it clear they were never to see each other again. She accepted his choice. She would have imagined he would find other students to bed in her absence and how we would hope that Dumbledore would not catch wind of these illicit affairs being conducted under his nose. To be quite frank, Hermione had more important things to consider when she graduated than who would be warming Severus Snape's bed.
Like the two month old fetus growing inside her womb.
Tbc….
AN: This is dedicated to Polly (username Dreams on Ashwinder) who was slightly put off by the lack of contraceptives used by Hermione and Snape in "In the Potion's Classroom." (http/adultfan. rated NC-17 for a reason) This sequel to the story (albeit can stand alone if you'd rather not read my one shot, although I would prefer you do, naturally) I hope it lives up to its glory.