Story:I Won't Dance
Subtitle:You Won't Make Me
By:Eiknlng
Rating: Ah, same as last chapter.
Disclaimer:In chapter one
Recap: Hermione, first, finds out that she works for Snape, then that she has kidney disease and is going to be getting one of his kidneys. Last off, he whisks her romantically to her bedroom, but neither see it that way.
Chapter 2:You Don't Know Me (In My Best Friend's Wedding) (these titles are just from what I'm listening to, and I trying to build a chapter around it...leave a song in the review [if it works] and I'll dedicate the chapter to you! Well, and use the song)
Hermione had been quite embarassed that Snape was a-her boss, b-giving her one of his kidneys, and c-carrying her to the dugeons. It was like the exotic dream come true, well, for those who like those dreams. Hermione might be a virgin, but that doesn't mean she didn't think about these things. Everybody has their exotic dreams.
Snape, on the other hand, had quite a different one. And in fact, the smell of Hermione was intoxicating him, and if he held her any longer, he might just be giving her more than a kidney. Snape's exotic dream wouldn't be as much exotic as romantic. He really was a kind person at heart. Its just he wasn't a kid person. Actually, he was quite nicer with sixth and seventh years that were mature, than any other grade. But because we want to know about the exotic dream.....Snape's romantic dream was to be in an enchanted room, that looked like the ocean, and had sand, and to have a bed with rose petals sprinkled about it, and just making love to his wife, and then, in the morning, walking down the beach, holding her and loving her.
"We are here," Severus said softly, "where do you want me to set you down?"
"I really don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight. The couch will be fine. Do you happen to have any books down here? Perhaps 'Message In a Bottle'?
"No, I don't have that, but I can get it." Hermione wasn't sure if she wanted to ask how. But soon enough, Severus came back with a book that was magicked to be a copy of the book she wanted.
"Thank you," She said in an audible whisper.
"Quite welcome. Anything else you would like?"
"Company."
'My company? The one I built from hand?' He silently thought.
"Someone to talk to. But you need your sleep, so goodnight."
'Oh, Severus, she meant human company, you probably gave her a look of fright and she decided against it. But if she said goodnight...'
"Of course, I'll stay." His mouth had betrayed him.
"Really?"
"Ms. Granger, did it ever occur to you that I have a heart? I mean, I've had a son and wife."
"You have?"
"Yes."
"Would you like to talk about it?"
"I guess I should. I've only ever told Albus. More people need to know, I suppose. At the tender age of 23, I was married. I married a Ravenclaw, Moranda, my morning glory." His face sadden at the thought.
"Please, don't continue if its this much pain.."
"No, I just have put them out of my memory for several years.. My morning glory and I had a son, Ryo, my dragon. He was my strength while I was spying against Voldemort. One day, Voldemort decided I had betrayed him. He killed them both. Partly because she wasn't a pureblood. Half and half. I went through a depression until he died last year. I had become bitter and horrible to everyone. It just took him dying to discover that I had wanted revenge. Potter had gotten it for me. I think that's why I had hated him, that and because of his father."
"Don't judge a book by its cover."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You didn't even learn about him and you judged him. You don't even know me, and you had judged me."
"Not true. I knew you were intelligent, smart, all those incouraging words. I also knew that I had to make sure that no one thought I was a spy. I had to be the mighty Slytherin. Hate all Gryffindors. The only reason I was sorted into Slytherin when I was little was because I had wanted to be a Potions Master, and I wanted to do almost anything to get it."
"You really aren't after the DADA job?"
"No, I just always pitty the person who gets it."
"Well, I can see why."
"Yes, I bet so."
"Yea..."
"Well, about you? Why was I the match? Family?"
"My mother and father had been only children. Their parents too. I had no living relatives after they died in Switzerland in an avalanche."
"That's why your grades went down in fifth year?"
"Yes, that, and Victor Krum had tried to rape me."
"Did you file charges?"
"Yes, but they dismissed them because he was a quidditch player, and because he didn't go all the way through, though I don't know what that could mean. Then he went to Voldemort...I could've saved him"
"No, Ms. Granger," she had been getting really irratated by that, "you couldn't of. He wanted to be the best quidditch player and he fell for Voldemort. He figured he could make it work."
"Yes and no.."
"Everyone has a downfall. His was quidditch. Mine was my wife and son. You even have one. Not living up to everyone's expectations."
"Would you ever marry again?"
"In theory, I would. But who would want to marry me?" He laughed. He truly had changed from a 'slimy gitty bastard.'
"Patty for one."
"Married."
"Well, truth be told, I've heard some rumors."
"About?"
"You, of course."
"Oh?"
"Yes."
"What might those rumors entale?"
"Hmm. Just that the boss is very sexy and mysterious."
"My employees say that about me?"
"They could be talking about Draco."
"You found that out too?"
"Yes, Heath spilled. He really must have it bad."
"What?"
"Love at first sight."
"Oh, no its just Heath is more for people who give him a challenge."
"Oh, ruin my day, why don't you?"
"I've seem to make you live longer."
"About that..."
"No."
"No what?"
"No, you can not take any more days off from work or come in late."
"That wasn't what I was going to say."
"Then speak."
"Is there any way I can repay you?"
"No."
"But-"
"Ms. Granger-"
"Would you stop calling me that? For heaven's sake, you are giving me a kidney! Can't you even call me by my given name?!"
"Ms. Granger, as I was saying-"
"Leave. Just go. I don't think I want your kidney. You can keep it for all I care."
"Hermione?"
"GO."
"Would you like a blanket?"
"No. If I want it, I'd rather collapse crawling over there than getting anymore help from you." He put a blanket on her lap. "Won't you leave?"
"It is my chamber. Besides, you've forgotten your cat." He placed the cat on her lap.
"I think I need to sleep, would you please leave?"
"No. I don't want you crawling anywhere. I'm staying put."
"But I need to change!" Snape quickly said a charm to change her into her pajamas.
"There."
"You need to change." He took off his rob to reveal green silk pajamas.
"Ahuahgh."
"That is a noise I've never heard."
"Well, you don't want to hear it again, so leave."
"My my. You really shouldn't throw me out of my own room. I mean, what about when we are in Mungo's together? What will you do then? You can't throw me out."
" Would you just leave? Or go be silent in some corner?" She had gone into sobs.
"No, I won't leave. But I will go sleep in the bed."
"No! I want the bed. You sleep on the couch."
"Afraid to have me in bed?" He silently cursed himself for forgetting what had happened to Hermione. "I'm so sorry. It slipped my mind. Let me take you to your bed."
"No, I don't want you to touch me. Just go over there." He silenty sulked away. He knew he really shouldn't have said that. It was quite cruel and ran deep.
Later that night, he awoke to a shivering noise. Somewhat in the middle of a shiver and I sleepy cry. He immediatley went to Hermione's side.
"Ms. Grang.......Hermione? Hermione, are you all right?"
"Yes," she whispered.
"Do you need anything?" He didn't like the thought of being a maid, but she was going through something terribly rough.
"Perhaps you would carry me to the bed? You don't have to sleep on the couch," Sniffle. "I trust you." Those words meant more to Severus than 'I love you.' And coming from a witch who had though of him as a 'bastard' for most of her school career, it was quite a break through.
"Oh, thank you. Thank you for saying that."
"What? 'I trust you'?"
"Yes. It means so much. Possibly more than 'I love you.' And right now, I truly do love you for that."
'Hold up!' Hermione's mind kicked into action 'He's just saying that to get you in bed.'
'But he knows my fragile condition. He wouldn't. Not even "Severus the Bastard" would. Really, Hermione, get ahold of yourself.'
"Thank you. Actually, I think that's what I needed. Someone to tell me that they thought something I said meant more to them than love. Really."
"I believe you. Now, would you like to get in bed? Oh, shit, I've done it again. Really, I'll be sleeping on the couch now."
"No, I understand that you never thought anything like that would every happen to know-it-all-Granger..."
"I apologize. I need to learn that you have grown up, and things are in the past."
"No, I need to. I need to learn that was in the past."
"But you reason for acting at those comments is quite understandable, with what you've been through."
"Almost been through."
"Yes, almost."
"Could we go to bed now?" She said smirking at her comment that made Snape a twinge weak at the knees.
"Why, I would be delighted." Her laugh filled the room. She really was happy at that moment with everything else occuring. And all she needed was a good night's rest.
A.N. I know this was A LOT shorter, but I needed to stop somewhere. The title hopefully had meaning throughout the chapter..ahh, well, it certainley is done..Next..Dun dun dun...Going to Mungo's...
Subtitle:You Won't Make Me
By:Eiknlng
Rating: Ah, same as last chapter.
Disclaimer:In chapter one
Recap: Hermione, first, finds out that she works for Snape, then that she has kidney disease and is going to be getting one of his kidneys. Last off, he whisks her romantically to her bedroom, but neither see it that way.
Chapter 2:You Don't Know Me (In My Best Friend's Wedding) (these titles are just from what I'm listening to, and I trying to build a chapter around it...leave a song in the review [if it works] and I'll dedicate the chapter to you! Well, and use the song)
Hermione had been quite embarassed that Snape was a-her boss, b-giving her one of his kidneys, and c-carrying her to the dugeons. It was like the exotic dream come true, well, for those who like those dreams. Hermione might be a virgin, but that doesn't mean she didn't think about these things. Everybody has their exotic dreams.
Snape, on the other hand, had quite a different one. And in fact, the smell of Hermione was intoxicating him, and if he held her any longer, he might just be giving her more than a kidney. Snape's exotic dream wouldn't be as much exotic as romantic. He really was a kind person at heart. Its just he wasn't a kid person. Actually, he was quite nicer with sixth and seventh years that were mature, than any other grade. But because we want to know about the exotic dream.....Snape's romantic dream was to be in an enchanted room, that looked like the ocean, and had sand, and to have a bed with rose petals sprinkled about it, and just making love to his wife, and then, in the morning, walking down the beach, holding her and loving her.
"We are here," Severus said softly, "where do you want me to set you down?"
"I really don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight. The couch will be fine. Do you happen to have any books down here? Perhaps 'Message In a Bottle'?
"No, I don't have that, but I can get it." Hermione wasn't sure if she wanted to ask how. But soon enough, Severus came back with a book that was magicked to be a copy of the book she wanted.
"Thank you," She said in an audible whisper.
"Quite welcome. Anything else you would like?"
"Company."
'My company? The one I built from hand?' He silently thought.
"Someone to talk to. But you need your sleep, so goodnight."
'Oh, Severus, she meant human company, you probably gave her a look of fright and she decided against it. But if she said goodnight...'
"Of course, I'll stay." His mouth had betrayed him.
"Really?"
"Ms. Granger, did it ever occur to you that I have a heart? I mean, I've had a son and wife."
"You have?"
"Yes."
"Would you like to talk about it?"
"I guess I should. I've only ever told Albus. More people need to know, I suppose. At the tender age of 23, I was married. I married a Ravenclaw, Moranda, my morning glory." His face sadden at the thought.
"Please, don't continue if its this much pain.."
"No, I just have put them out of my memory for several years.. My morning glory and I had a son, Ryo, my dragon. He was my strength while I was spying against Voldemort. One day, Voldemort decided I had betrayed him. He killed them both. Partly because she wasn't a pureblood. Half and half. I went through a depression until he died last year. I had become bitter and horrible to everyone. It just took him dying to discover that I had wanted revenge. Potter had gotten it for me. I think that's why I had hated him, that and because of his father."
"Don't judge a book by its cover."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You didn't even learn about him and you judged him. You don't even know me, and you had judged me."
"Not true. I knew you were intelligent, smart, all those incouraging words. I also knew that I had to make sure that no one thought I was a spy. I had to be the mighty Slytherin. Hate all Gryffindors. The only reason I was sorted into Slytherin when I was little was because I had wanted to be a Potions Master, and I wanted to do almost anything to get it."
"You really aren't after the DADA job?"
"No, I just always pitty the person who gets it."
"Well, I can see why."
"Yes, I bet so."
"Yea..."
"Well, about you? Why was I the match? Family?"
"My mother and father had been only children. Their parents too. I had no living relatives after they died in Switzerland in an avalanche."
"That's why your grades went down in fifth year?"
"Yes, that, and Victor Krum had tried to rape me."
"Did you file charges?"
"Yes, but they dismissed them because he was a quidditch player, and because he didn't go all the way through, though I don't know what that could mean. Then he went to Voldemort...I could've saved him"
"No, Ms. Granger," she had been getting really irratated by that, "you couldn't of. He wanted to be the best quidditch player and he fell for Voldemort. He figured he could make it work."
"Yes and no.."
"Everyone has a downfall. His was quidditch. Mine was my wife and son. You even have one. Not living up to everyone's expectations."
"Would you ever marry again?"
"In theory, I would. But who would want to marry me?" He laughed. He truly had changed from a 'slimy gitty bastard.'
"Patty for one."
"Married."
"Well, truth be told, I've heard some rumors."
"About?"
"You, of course."
"Oh?"
"Yes."
"What might those rumors entale?"
"Hmm. Just that the boss is very sexy and mysterious."
"My employees say that about me?"
"They could be talking about Draco."
"You found that out too?"
"Yes, Heath spilled. He really must have it bad."
"What?"
"Love at first sight."
"Oh, no its just Heath is more for people who give him a challenge."
"Oh, ruin my day, why don't you?"
"I've seem to make you live longer."
"About that..."
"No."
"No what?"
"No, you can not take any more days off from work or come in late."
"That wasn't what I was going to say."
"Then speak."
"Is there any way I can repay you?"
"No."
"But-"
"Ms. Granger-"
"Would you stop calling me that? For heaven's sake, you are giving me a kidney! Can't you even call me by my given name?!"
"Ms. Granger, as I was saying-"
"Leave. Just go. I don't think I want your kidney. You can keep it for all I care."
"Hermione?"
"GO."
"Would you like a blanket?"
"No. If I want it, I'd rather collapse crawling over there than getting anymore help from you." He put a blanket on her lap. "Won't you leave?"
"It is my chamber. Besides, you've forgotten your cat." He placed the cat on her lap.
"I think I need to sleep, would you please leave?"
"No. I don't want you crawling anywhere. I'm staying put."
"But I need to change!" Snape quickly said a charm to change her into her pajamas.
"There."
"You need to change." He took off his rob to reveal green silk pajamas.
"Ahuahgh."
"That is a noise I've never heard."
"Well, you don't want to hear it again, so leave."
"My my. You really shouldn't throw me out of my own room. I mean, what about when we are in Mungo's together? What will you do then? You can't throw me out."
" Would you just leave? Or go be silent in some corner?" She had gone into sobs.
"No, I won't leave. But I will go sleep in the bed."
"No! I want the bed. You sleep on the couch."
"Afraid to have me in bed?" He silently cursed himself for forgetting what had happened to Hermione. "I'm so sorry. It slipped my mind. Let me take you to your bed."
"No, I don't want you to touch me. Just go over there." He silenty sulked away. He knew he really shouldn't have said that. It was quite cruel and ran deep.
Later that night, he awoke to a shivering noise. Somewhat in the middle of a shiver and I sleepy cry. He immediatley went to Hermione's side.
"Ms. Grang.......Hermione? Hermione, are you all right?"
"Yes," she whispered.
"Do you need anything?" He didn't like the thought of being a maid, but she was going through something terribly rough.
"Perhaps you would carry me to the bed? You don't have to sleep on the couch," Sniffle. "I trust you." Those words meant more to Severus than 'I love you.' And coming from a witch who had though of him as a 'bastard' for most of her school career, it was quite a break through.
"Oh, thank you. Thank you for saying that."
"What? 'I trust you'?"
"Yes. It means so much. Possibly more than 'I love you.' And right now, I truly do love you for that."
'Hold up!' Hermione's mind kicked into action 'He's just saying that to get you in bed.'
'But he knows my fragile condition. He wouldn't. Not even "Severus the Bastard" would. Really, Hermione, get ahold of yourself.'
"Thank you. Actually, I think that's what I needed. Someone to tell me that they thought something I said meant more to them than love. Really."
"I believe you. Now, would you like to get in bed? Oh, shit, I've done it again. Really, I'll be sleeping on the couch now."
"No, I understand that you never thought anything like that would every happen to know-it-all-Granger..."
"I apologize. I need to learn that you have grown up, and things are in the past."
"No, I need to. I need to learn that was in the past."
"But you reason for acting at those comments is quite understandable, with what you've been through."
"Almost been through."
"Yes, almost."
"Could we go to bed now?" She said smirking at her comment that made Snape a twinge weak at the knees.
"Why, I would be delighted." Her laugh filled the room. She really was happy at that moment with everything else occuring. And all she needed was a good night's rest.
A.N. I know this was A LOT shorter, but I needed to stop somewhere. The title hopefully had meaning throughout the chapter..ahh, well, it certainley is done..Next..Dun dun dun...Going to Mungo's...