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As the sixth year Gryffindor/Slytherin Potions Class filed out, Hermione Granger lingered behind, trying to revise the speech she had thought up earlier that day.
"Miss Granger, class is over," Professor Snape hissed, clearing up his desk. Hermione took a few nervous steps forward, as she smoothed down her robes.
"Professor Snape, may I- I ask you something?" she stuttered, her books heavy in her arms. Butterflies seemed to flutter around in her stomach, as her teacher stared at her, his coal black eyes daring her to continue.
"It really depends on what the subject matter, Miss Granger," he answered, his fingers clasped together. Hermione took a deep breath, and slowly replied, as she stumbled over her speech.
"For History of Magic, Professor Binns assigned us a new project- Past Hogwarts Students- Have you heard of it?"
Snape nodded, his face showing a blank, almost bored, expression.
"And I picked a girl- Louisa Lucas. And I was wondering;" Hermione took a deep breath, before continuing. "I was wondering if you knew her- Be-be- because, I saw in an annual, there was a picture of you with her, and I thought that perhaps-"
"That'll be enough, Miss Granger. If you must know, I did know her-"
"Was she a good friend?" Hermione interrupted.
"Do not interrupt me, girl, if you want me to tell you anything, you must learn to keep your mouth shut!"
Hermione blushed, and looked at the ground. She could feel Snape's eyes drilling holes into her scalp.
"And, as you probably have already guessed, she was my friend. A good friend," The Potions Master stalled. Not for a long time had he spoken about Louisa- even Dumbledore tried to avoid the subject.
"Um, excuse me if I'm becoming to personal, but can you tell me anything about her? Anything at all?"
"It really depends what you want to ask. You should be grateful with anything I let your greedy hands cling around"
Hermione felt her face grow crimson. "Well anything you wouldn't mind telling. There was a picture of her and you, and I believe Lucius Malfoy. Was she good friends with h-"
"No she was not!" The Professor snapped, his eyes narrowing. Shocked, Hermione took a step back, a look of fear on her face. His eyes seemed to shoot bullets into her face, his knuckles going paper white.
"Well, I best be going. Charms, I have Charms," she mumbled, quickly sprinting out of the classroom.
'Good riddance,' Severus thought, glaring at the swinging door. 'Louisa friends with Lucius? She must have been joking!' Yet, another voice spoke up in the back of his mind. 'She didn't know, Severus. Nobody knew'.
***
"Get anything out of the most friendliest man in the world?" Ron asked his friend, his voice full of mockery, as she sat down next to him in Charms.
"Only that he was friends with her. And apparently she and Lucius weren't the best of friends. And that's it," Hermione told her two friends.
"Well at least you got something- I'm surprised he didn't give you a detention," Harry commented, giving a small shrug.
"It probably crossed his mind, though," Hermione sighed, before picking up her wand, ready to cast an invisibility spell.
***
'Thank Merlin tomorrow was Saturday. No lessons, no need for me to step outside of my office, and no bloody Granger girl!' Severus grinned privately, and set down the bundle of work he had been carrying. Yet he still had his thoughts, and his memories. Whether he wanted to have them or not, Severus knew he couldn't erase his past. And he couldn't bring Louisa back.
"Maybe I should have been nicer to bloody Granger," he muttered to himself, as he slipped off his robes. "She was only being her bloody inquisitive self" He opened the door to his bathroom, and turned on the shower, warm water spraying down onto the tiled green floor below. Severus pulled down his boxers, and stepped in, the water flowing down his body slowly.
-Third-year Severus Snape climbed into his bed, during the Christmas holidays. Rain pattered down on the ground outside. Even though he was in the dungeons, he could hear the rain splattering loudly on the already-wet grass. It seemed very lonely, being alone in his bedroom. He had gotten quite used to having people in his dorm. He sighed to himself, and rolled onto his side. Louisa had stayed with him, during the holidays, though he suspected only from compassion.
A deep rumble echoed through Hogwarts, as lightning exploded outside. He could hear a quick patter of feet from outside the door. The door creaked open, and body jumped into his bed.
"Louisa?" he muttered, sitting up.
"I'm scared of thunder," she whispered. As Severus' eyes adjusted to the dim light, her stared at his friend.
"Aren't you cold?" he asked, seeing his friend in only a tank top and panties. Louisa shook her, and wriggled into his lap.
"No. You make me warm," she whispered into his ear. Another grumble echoed over the Hogwarts grounds, and Louisa's arms were quickly wrapped around he friend's neck.
"Don't worry, you shouldn't be scared. It won't hurt you," Severus muttered. He could feel Louisa's breath on his cheek. 'Was it wrong to be extremely turned on when you're only thirteen?' he thought, as he felt her lips brush against cheek. "Um, maybe we should get some sleep," he said.
"Mmm-hmm. But before we do-" Louisa leant over and kissed Severus gently on the lips. A wave of shock flew through him, before he began to kiss her back, his lips gently caressing hers. His hand slid down her arm, and rested on her thigh. A sigh was emitted from Louisa's lips, as she broke away from his face.
"G'night, Sevvie," she murmured, resting her head in his shoulders.
"Good night Louisa," he murmured, a broad smile crossing his face. -
TBC
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A/N: I'm in a bit of a fluffy mood. I'm listening to romantic at the music at the same time, so you get my point. But did you enjoy? I enjoyed typing it! Ha-ha. Anyway, please review, and make my day! I have many big exams coming up, so I need some stress relief!
A/N: Wow, I got a lot of reviews for my last chapter. Woo-hoo! Go me!
As the sixth year Gryffindor/Slytherin Potions Class filed out, Hermione Granger lingered behind, trying to revise the speech she had thought up earlier that day.
"Miss Granger, class is over," Professor Snape hissed, clearing up his desk. Hermione took a few nervous steps forward, as she smoothed down her robes.
"Professor Snape, may I- I ask you something?" she stuttered, her books heavy in her arms. Butterflies seemed to flutter around in her stomach, as her teacher stared at her, his coal black eyes daring her to continue.
"It really depends on what the subject matter, Miss Granger," he answered, his fingers clasped together. Hermione took a deep breath, and slowly replied, as she stumbled over her speech.
"For History of Magic, Professor Binns assigned us a new project- Past Hogwarts Students- Have you heard of it?"
Snape nodded, his face showing a blank, almost bored, expression.
"And I picked a girl- Louisa Lucas. And I was wondering;" Hermione took a deep breath, before continuing. "I was wondering if you knew her- Be-be- because, I saw in an annual, there was a picture of you with her, and I thought that perhaps-"
"That'll be enough, Miss Granger. If you must know, I did know her-"
"Was she a good friend?" Hermione interrupted.
"Do not interrupt me, girl, if you want me to tell you anything, you must learn to keep your mouth shut!"
Hermione blushed, and looked at the ground. She could feel Snape's eyes drilling holes into her scalp.
"And, as you probably have already guessed, she was my friend. A good friend," The Potions Master stalled. Not for a long time had he spoken about Louisa- even Dumbledore tried to avoid the subject.
"Um, excuse me if I'm becoming to personal, but can you tell me anything about her? Anything at all?"
"It really depends what you want to ask. You should be grateful with anything I let your greedy hands cling around"
Hermione felt her face grow crimson. "Well anything you wouldn't mind telling. There was a picture of her and you, and I believe Lucius Malfoy. Was she good friends with h-"
"No she was not!" The Professor snapped, his eyes narrowing. Shocked, Hermione took a step back, a look of fear on her face. His eyes seemed to shoot bullets into her face, his knuckles going paper white.
"Well, I best be going. Charms, I have Charms," she mumbled, quickly sprinting out of the classroom.
'Good riddance,' Severus thought, glaring at the swinging door. 'Louisa friends with Lucius? She must have been joking!' Yet, another voice spoke up in the back of his mind. 'She didn't know, Severus. Nobody knew'.
***
"Get anything out of the most friendliest man in the world?" Ron asked his friend, his voice full of mockery, as she sat down next to him in Charms.
"Only that he was friends with her. And apparently she and Lucius weren't the best of friends. And that's it," Hermione told her two friends.
"Well at least you got something- I'm surprised he didn't give you a detention," Harry commented, giving a small shrug.
"It probably crossed his mind, though," Hermione sighed, before picking up her wand, ready to cast an invisibility spell.
***
'Thank Merlin tomorrow was Saturday. No lessons, no need for me to step outside of my office, and no bloody Granger girl!' Severus grinned privately, and set down the bundle of work he had been carrying. Yet he still had his thoughts, and his memories. Whether he wanted to have them or not, Severus knew he couldn't erase his past. And he couldn't bring Louisa back.
"Maybe I should have been nicer to bloody Granger," he muttered to himself, as he slipped off his robes. "She was only being her bloody inquisitive self" He opened the door to his bathroom, and turned on the shower, warm water spraying down onto the tiled green floor below. Severus pulled down his boxers, and stepped in, the water flowing down his body slowly.
-Third-year Severus Snape climbed into his bed, during the Christmas holidays. Rain pattered down on the ground outside. Even though he was in the dungeons, he could hear the rain splattering loudly on the already-wet grass. It seemed very lonely, being alone in his bedroom. He had gotten quite used to having people in his dorm. He sighed to himself, and rolled onto his side. Louisa had stayed with him, during the holidays, though he suspected only from compassion.
A deep rumble echoed through Hogwarts, as lightning exploded outside. He could hear a quick patter of feet from outside the door. The door creaked open, and body jumped into his bed.
"Louisa?" he muttered, sitting up.
"I'm scared of thunder," she whispered. As Severus' eyes adjusted to the dim light, her stared at his friend.
"Aren't you cold?" he asked, seeing his friend in only a tank top and panties. Louisa shook her, and wriggled into his lap.
"No. You make me warm," she whispered into his ear. Another grumble echoed over the Hogwarts grounds, and Louisa's arms were quickly wrapped around he friend's neck.
"Don't worry, you shouldn't be scared. It won't hurt you," Severus muttered. He could feel Louisa's breath on his cheek. 'Was it wrong to be extremely turned on when you're only thirteen?' he thought, as he felt her lips brush against cheek. "Um, maybe we should get some sleep," he said.
"Mmm-hmm. But before we do-" Louisa leant over and kissed Severus gently on the lips. A wave of shock flew through him, before he began to kiss her back, his lips gently caressing hers. His hand slid down her arm, and rested on her thigh. A sigh was emitted from Louisa's lips, as she broke away from his face.
"G'night, Sevvie," she murmured, resting her head in his shoulders.
"Good night Louisa," he murmured, a broad smile crossing his face. -
TBC
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A/N: I'm in a bit of a fluffy mood. I'm listening to romantic at the music at the same time, so you get my point. But did you enjoy? I enjoyed typing it! Ha-ha. Anyway, please review, and make my day! I have many big exams coming up, so I need some stress relief!