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A/N: Okay, I've finished all my exams. Hurray! And, since tomorrow is my last day for school this year, I'll be updating more frequently. Maybe two or three chapters a day, it really depends how boring my school holidays are. And thanks to the three people who reviewed Chapter Nine. It was probably the longest one to write so far. Anyway, from now on I'm going to try and make my chapters a bit longer. Just thought you would like to know.
"Um, Professor Snape, I have a question," Hermione asked, after her Potions class on Monday afternoon.
"If you must, Miss Granger," Severus replied, sighing.
"Well, I was wondering, how exactly did Louisa die? Was it a medical condition, or, um, was she murdered?" she choked out. Severus paused, a far- away look crossing his face. Hermione shifted her books in her arms, and waited patiently. After a few minutes Hermione cleared her throat.
"Did you here me, Professor?" Hermione asked politely.
"Huh? Oh, you still here?" Severus asked, seeming to be snapped out of a trance. "You should go to your next class"
"But I asked you a question- I was just waiting for an answer. Did you here me ask it?"
"Miss Granger, some things are better left unsaid. And, how Louisa died, is one of those things"
"Oh. I guess I understand. But can I ask you other questions? Later?" Hermione asked softly, as she dug her toe into a crack in the floor.
Severus groaned, and nodded. "If you think it's absolutely necessary, Miss Granger"
"When?"
There was a small pause.
"After dinner, today. Let me get my thoughts together," he murmured, as he ran a hand through his hair. Hermione nodded, and dashed out of the class, her hair bouncing after her like a bubbly cheerleader getting ready for a match.
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'Okay, why the hell did I allow that brat to come back? And so fucking soon!' Severus' thoughts went around, and around, almost making his mind dizzy. They were like a merry-go-round- they continued to spin, and, even when he tried to concentrate on one thought, they were of again, in a tipsy- topsy festival. 'You have to admit, Sev, talking to that bloody sixth-year is making you feel better. Maybe you should tell how Louisa died- who knows, maybe that boulder you've been carrying around for so many blood years might have an enormous impact on you'. Severus stood up, and spun on his heel towards the door. What should he do? A shower, yes, a nice, hot shower to relax him. Another Muggle trait Severus had picked up from Louisa.
'Though it was a very embarrassing way to find out about it,' Severus smiled at the memory, as he threw off his robes, as he swaggered into the bathroom. But quite enjoyable, on his behalf.
-As the Christmas holidays all to quickly came to a close, Severus heard water rushing through the plumbing, and into the girl's bathrooms. With a couple of younger and the one or to older, students in the Common Room, Severus presumed it was Louisa. The dinner bell chimed throughout the Hogwarts Castle, and the students ran out of the Common Room in such a frenzy that the odd chairs was turned over. As Severus was about to rush out, he paused. It was polite to wait for her, after all. But he was oh-so- hungry. He had been having a bit of a, well, smooch, you could say, session with Louisa on the opposite side of the lake and hadn't made it to lunch.
'Maybe I should just tell her dinner is ready,' he thought, heading over to Louisa's dorms. He awkwardly opened the door and peeped in. He could still here the shower running, though, obviously, louder.
"Louisa?" he called, shutting the door behind him. No answer. He walked over to one of the beds, which was, compared to the others, perfect. The bed is made, with no creases, no marks, and no dirty underwear thrown of the pillows. It was obviously Louisa's- she was a perfectionist.
"Louisa?" he called once more, picking up his pace and jogging towards the bathroom door. He slowly pushed it open, and stepped in. Smoke clouded his vision, the steam creating small drops of dew on his arms.
"Severus!" A voice called above the running of the water. Louisa's wet face appeared out of the shower cubicle, her hair sticking to her face. "What are you doing here?"
"The dinner bell rang. I thought, you know, want to eat something," he explained, moving from foot to foot, his face lowered in a bashful expression. Louisa noticed this, a wry smile crossing her pale face.
"Are you embarrassed about my nakedness, Sevvie?" she asked, a smile chuckle coming from her lips.
"Yes! I mean, ah, no!" he said, his face snapping up, as he threw his hands behind his back, trying to hide the fact her had been twisting them around one another. Yet nothing could hide his burning cheeks.
"You are, too!" she cried. "Would you like me to make you less nervous?" her voice had become a sultry purr. Her bare arm sprung from the shower, and motioned him to come closer. Nervously, Severus obeyed, almost as if he was under a spell. Louisa's wet arm slammed down on his shoulder, and pulled him until he was on the edge of the shower, sprays of water spitting at him lightly. He could see all of Louisa's naked body now. Surprisingly, she didn't seem to be worried about it.
Severus twitched, as he crossed his legs around one another. He couldn't help but look as a drop of water fell from her chin, down the valley between her breasts, and fell from her the soft crevice at the top of her legs. Severus' breath came out as a short shudder.
"Are you okay, Sev?" Louisa asked, a worried look crossing her face.
"No, I'm fine," he reassured her. And, before he knew what he was doing, Severus jumped into the shower. A short squeak of shock came from his love, before it turned into a deep moan as Severus kissed her deeply, his hands sliding down from her collarbone to her breasts. The water from the showerhead soaked through Severus' clothes, causing them to stick to his body, yet that didn't matter to him. Never, in his entire years at Hogwarts, had he thought he would see his one, true love naked. In a shower, with him, his hands sliding up and down her body, nonetheless. -
***
Severus snapped back to reality with such a force, that he slammed his head on the glass panel in the shower.
"Ow, shit," he muttered, twisting the taps off. Hermione Granger was going to be arriving in less then an hour. He stepped slowly out of the shower, a puddle slowly beginning to form underneath him. He picked up a towel, and began to dry himself off. Why did he ask her to come so soon? Midnight would have been a more convenient time. He laughed silently, and pulled on his trousers. Maybe he would let Granger dive deeper into his personal life than leave her splashing vaguely at the surface.
TBC
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A/N: Crap chapter, I think, but you don't want to see the one I typed up before this. But you probably don't want to hear what I think; I wanna hear what YOU think. Okay, I just sounded really desperate. But I am! Desperate for bloody reviews. Okay, that just sounded really stupid. I sound stupid. Heh, my spell checker says 'bloody' should be 'bloodies'. Um, you didn't need to know that. Yeah. Reviewreviewreviewreviewreview!!!
A/N: Okay, I've finished all my exams. Hurray! And, since tomorrow is my last day for school this year, I'll be updating more frequently. Maybe two or three chapters a day, it really depends how boring my school holidays are. And thanks to the three people who reviewed Chapter Nine. It was probably the longest one to write so far. Anyway, from now on I'm going to try and make my chapters a bit longer. Just thought you would like to know.
"Um, Professor Snape, I have a question," Hermione asked, after her Potions class on Monday afternoon.
"If you must, Miss Granger," Severus replied, sighing.
"Well, I was wondering, how exactly did Louisa die? Was it a medical condition, or, um, was she murdered?" she choked out. Severus paused, a far- away look crossing his face. Hermione shifted her books in her arms, and waited patiently. After a few minutes Hermione cleared her throat.
"Did you here me, Professor?" Hermione asked politely.
"Huh? Oh, you still here?" Severus asked, seeming to be snapped out of a trance. "You should go to your next class"
"But I asked you a question- I was just waiting for an answer. Did you here me ask it?"
"Miss Granger, some things are better left unsaid. And, how Louisa died, is one of those things"
"Oh. I guess I understand. But can I ask you other questions? Later?" Hermione asked softly, as she dug her toe into a crack in the floor.
Severus groaned, and nodded. "If you think it's absolutely necessary, Miss Granger"
"When?"
There was a small pause.
"After dinner, today. Let me get my thoughts together," he murmured, as he ran a hand through his hair. Hermione nodded, and dashed out of the class, her hair bouncing after her like a bubbly cheerleader getting ready for a match.
***
'Okay, why the hell did I allow that brat to come back? And so fucking soon!' Severus' thoughts went around, and around, almost making his mind dizzy. They were like a merry-go-round- they continued to spin, and, even when he tried to concentrate on one thought, they were of again, in a tipsy- topsy festival. 'You have to admit, Sev, talking to that bloody sixth-year is making you feel better. Maybe you should tell how Louisa died- who knows, maybe that boulder you've been carrying around for so many blood years might have an enormous impact on you'. Severus stood up, and spun on his heel towards the door. What should he do? A shower, yes, a nice, hot shower to relax him. Another Muggle trait Severus had picked up from Louisa.
'Though it was a very embarrassing way to find out about it,' Severus smiled at the memory, as he threw off his robes, as he swaggered into the bathroom. But quite enjoyable, on his behalf.
-As the Christmas holidays all to quickly came to a close, Severus heard water rushing through the plumbing, and into the girl's bathrooms. With a couple of younger and the one or to older, students in the Common Room, Severus presumed it was Louisa. The dinner bell chimed throughout the Hogwarts Castle, and the students ran out of the Common Room in such a frenzy that the odd chairs was turned over. As Severus was about to rush out, he paused. It was polite to wait for her, after all. But he was oh-so- hungry. He had been having a bit of a, well, smooch, you could say, session with Louisa on the opposite side of the lake and hadn't made it to lunch.
'Maybe I should just tell her dinner is ready,' he thought, heading over to Louisa's dorms. He awkwardly opened the door and peeped in. He could still here the shower running, though, obviously, louder.
"Louisa?" he called, shutting the door behind him. No answer. He walked over to one of the beds, which was, compared to the others, perfect. The bed is made, with no creases, no marks, and no dirty underwear thrown of the pillows. It was obviously Louisa's- she was a perfectionist.
"Louisa?" he called once more, picking up his pace and jogging towards the bathroom door. He slowly pushed it open, and stepped in. Smoke clouded his vision, the steam creating small drops of dew on his arms.
"Severus!" A voice called above the running of the water. Louisa's wet face appeared out of the shower cubicle, her hair sticking to her face. "What are you doing here?"
"The dinner bell rang. I thought, you know, want to eat something," he explained, moving from foot to foot, his face lowered in a bashful expression. Louisa noticed this, a wry smile crossing her pale face.
"Are you embarrassed about my nakedness, Sevvie?" she asked, a smile chuckle coming from her lips.
"Yes! I mean, ah, no!" he said, his face snapping up, as he threw his hands behind his back, trying to hide the fact her had been twisting them around one another. Yet nothing could hide his burning cheeks.
"You are, too!" she cried. "Would you like me to make you less nervous?" her voice had become a sultry purr. Her bare arm sprung from the shower, and motioned him to come closer. Nervously, Severus obeyed, almost as if he was under a spell. Louisa's wet arm slammed down on his shoulder, and pulled him until he was on the edge of the shower, sprays of water spitting at him lightly. He could see all of Louisa's naked body now. Surprisingly, she didn't seem to be worried about it.
Severus twitched, as he crossed his legs around one another. He couldn't help but look as a drop of water fell from her chin, down the valley between her breasts, and fell from her the soft crevice at the top of her legs. Severus' breath came out as a short shudder.
"Are you okay, Sev?" Louisa asked, a worried look crossing her face.
"No, I'm fine," he reassured her. And, before he knew what he was doing, Severus jumped into the shower. A short squeak of shock came from his love, before it turned into a deep moan as Severus kissed her deeply, his hands sliding down from her collarbone to her breasts. The water from the showerhead soaked through Severus' clothes, causing them to stick to his body, yet that didn't matter to him. Never, in his entire years at Hogwarts, had he thought he would see his one, true love naked. In a shower, with him, his hands sliding up and down her body, nonetheless. -
***
Severus snapped back to reality with such a force, that he slammed his head on the glass panel in the shower.
"Ow, shit," he muttered, twisting the taps off. Hermione Granger was going to be arriving in less then an hour. He stepped slowly out of the shower, a puddle slowly beginning to form underneath him. He picked up a towel, and began to dry himself off. Why did he ask her to come so soon? Midnight would have been a more convenient time. He laughed silently, and pulled on his trousers. Maybe he would let Granger dive deeper into his personal life than leave her splashing vaguely at the surface.
TBC
***
A/N: Crap chapter, I think, but you don't want to see the one I typed up before this. But you probably don't want to hear what I think; I wanna hear what YOU think. Okay, I just sounded really desperate. But I am! Desperate for bloody reviews. Okay, that just sounded really stupid. I sound stupid. Heh, my spell checker says 'bloody' should be 'bloodies'. Um, you didn't need to know that. Yeah. Reviewreviewreviewreviewreview!!!