Wow, another chapter up! 2 in 2 days. I think it's a record for me D woo. Hopefully it's not a disappointment as its 1am in the morning.
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Chapter Dedicated to: Sammy, my longest and closest friend.
Chapter Four
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Why did I ask her to come tonight? I should never have asked her to be my apprentice. It's going to be too hard to see her everyday and not be able to express my true feelings, to kiss her, to touch her, to drag her off into my bed chamber…Okay Severus, get a grip on yourself and stop acting like a sex-crazed, teenage boy. You're a 36 year-old man who needs to get rid of his inappropriate feelings for a student before he does something he will regret later. As Severus was mentally preparing himself, a small knock was heard at the door of the classroom.
"Come in," he said in a neutral tone. He looked up from his desk to see his 3rd year detention student come through the door. If I had known it was him I would've used a harsher tone. I suppose now is as good a time as any.
"Sit at the front desk and start cleaning cauldrons without any magic. You've done this enough times now that you should know where the cleaning supplies are kept. Well, what are you waiting for? Get to work!" Severus felt much better having yelled the majority of those instructions to the quivering boy in front of him. Serves him right for thinking I might actually be in a good mood for a detention. What an imbecile. He must be really thick-headed to actually believe that. Another knock sounded on his door. Forgetting his other engagement that night, he barked, "Come in!" He instantly regretted it when a flushed Hermione Granger walked into the room, obviously feeling like a student arriving at detention. God, she looks worse that what Mr Lancombe did when he walked into the room just a minute ago. His regret was not only directed at the fact that he made Hermione uneasy around him but also because of the growing erection he got looking at the flushed face and unruly hair of his student making her look as if she just had a wild, rough night of passion.
"Ah, Miss Granger, timely as usual. Please, take a seat and start working on the Wolfsbane Potion."
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"Come in!" Hearing his voice full of such anger made Hermione second guess coming here. Maybe this isn't such a good idea. Perhaps I should just turn around now to save myself from any embarrassment.
Where's your Gryffindor courage, girl? Another voice asked. Maybe you were sorted into the wrong house. I mean, what Gryffindor would consider backing out of a challenge. Plus, what would Draco say if you were to go back now? I don't think he would be very happy about you ruining not only a perfect opportunity to get with Severus but also his make-out session with Blaise.
I suppose, she reasoned, it couldn't hurt. I can always just turn around and walk back out. Its not as if you aren't here in your own time. With that in mind, Hermione turned the door knob and walked into the room.
"Ah, Miss Granger, timely as usual. Please, take a seat and start working on the Wolfsbane Potion." His silky voice somewhat soothed her nerves and she looked up and saw him pointing to the work bench at the front of the room which she was to work on. Making her way towards it, she noticed the bench next to hers had not just one cauldron but five on it. Looking back at the Potions Master with a questioning look, she received the reply, "A student has detention."
Detecting that he would not say anything more on the matter, Hermione continued on her way to the work bench and sat down. Looking down at the ingredients in front of her, she considered that most people would be shocked at having been told that they were to make such a complicated potion for their first lesson. Hermione, however, had expected it as she knew how high Severus, Professor Snape's, standards were and how hard it was to achieve a Masters degree. So, without any further distractions, she set to work on the potion.
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Looking up at the clock on the back of the classroom, Severus realised just how late it really was. They had been working silently for two hours without so much as a distraction or thought to the time. Looking down to the two students in front of him, he realise Hermione was almost finished and the same with Mr. Lancombe. Deciding to end his misery he said to the younger student, "You may stop there Mr. Lancombe. Please pack up the cleaning supplies and be on your way."
Startled by the sudden noise, the boy jumped, and then quickly set about cleaning up the workbench, in a hurry to get away from his least favourite teacher. Severus watched as he collected all the materials in his arms and started towards the aisle when he tripped on the stool. Not being able to get there fast enough, Severus watched one of the bottles of detergent fly through the air, as if in slow motion and land into the Hermione's potion. Without a second thought he flew around the desk yelling at the clumsy student to get under the bench and crash tackled Hermione to the floor shielding her body with his. Not a second later, did her potion explode sending it splashing all over the room and onto Severus himself. Knowing what was about to happen he quickly told Lancombe to get out of the classroom immediately, and the boy did with surprising speed. Slowly getting up he realised some of the potion had not only gotten onto his own skin but Hermione's as well. This was not good, not good at all.
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