Please note... I wanted to end the story after the last chapter but since many of you wanted me to keep writing, I will add
a few more chapters. I'm sorry it's not very good.
Chapter Six
It was February, the fourteenth to be exact. She'd received a letter and chocolates from Ron. She wasn't paying attention, she was doodling love hearts and Ron's name along a blank piece of parchment. Something brought her back to reality.
"Granger, I need to see you after class." Snape announced in front of the whole class.
"Uhhh, why?" she asked. As far as she knew, she hadn't done anything wrong.
"I need to speak with you privately." He replied. There were snickers and a chanting of "Oooooh" from the Slytherins in the back row. As if Snape felt anything for her in that way, gosh they were so immature.
"Yes, of course Professor."
When class finished he made sure everyone had left and then he stroked her cheek.
"Professor, what the hell are you doing?"
"Don't tell me you don't want this."
"What! Why the hell would I want this? When the hell have I ever wanted it?"
"You seemed to want it the last three times we slept together."
"When we slept together? Sir, I have never had sex with you! Are you deluded? Why would I ever do that? You are my teacher. I am your student. I am with Ron, and you are in love with Lily. And besides, if I had sex with you, wouldn't I remember it?" she asked.
"No, because you got me to erase your memory."
"Now I know you are lying. It is hard enough to believe that I would sleep with you, but get you to make me forget it? Why would I want to forget something like that?"
"Because, Miss Granger, you wanted to be with Ron and you wanted nothing distracting you from him."
"Well that's something. If I did that, why are you bringing it up now?" She still wasn't sure if she believed him- it was so much to take in. Why would she make herself forget him? Why would she even want to sleep with him in the first place?
"Because I can't stay away from you anymore… I know that as a teacher I should show restraint, and I know you wanted me to forget it, but… I can't."
"Professor… I don't know if I believe you. All of that stuff doesn't sound like me. I would never cheat on Ron. He's a good person, why would I want to hurt him like that?"
"He doesn't have to find out…"
"But Professor, I would have to live with it. And I don't think I would be able to."
She left. What was going on? Why would he make up such lies about her? She loved Ron, and she would never have feelings for Snape. Yet… there was something there. Like when she was on the platform the other day. There was something missing… and she thought it was because of him.
Was this really what had been missing this time? Looks like those Slytherins may have been right.
She thought really hard about it, but no matter how much she tried, she couldn't remember anytime where she would have been alone with Snape. Or when she would have had the opportunity to sleep with him.
But there was… she could think of a couple occasions when she would have been alone with Snape. The detention about four months ago, the next week after when she and Ron got kicked out of the Room of Requirement. But that was only twice.
Of course… he was making it up! Just because she couldn't remember what had happened doesn't mean what Snape said was true. He may have been working with Dumbledore, but he was still a cruel man when he wanted to be.
What if he'd done this just to mess with her? That would be so Snape-like.
She chose to ignore it, there was no way what he said was true.
She went back to her dorm room to write a letter in reply to Ron's. After working for ten minutes, she had a surprise visit from one certain Hogwarts Professor.
Oh, just go away! She thought.
"No." he replied. Wait, had she said that out loud?
"No," he said again.
Well then, how? "I'm not just a skilled Occlumens, I am also a Legilimens."
"Please just leave. I don't want this. I don't know if you are telling the truth. I may have wanted you once, but I don't now."
"I don't believe you." He crossed the room to where she was standing. He held her arms with his large hands and kissed her. She couldn't leave, she couldn't escape. But for some reason, she didn't want to. This is wrong! She knew it was wrong, she was struggling but his grip kept her firmly in place.
Well, if you can hear my thoughts, listen to this. I. Don't. Want. This.
He separated her lips from his. "You do, I know you do."
"Sir, it is one thing to have, um, "relations" with me, but to enforce it when I obviously don't want it is another."
"You're right." He looked sorrowful. He walked out.
Please let this all be a dream, she thought.