Special Butterfly.
He looked down on her slender frame illuminated in the moonlight. Her chest rose and fall with each breath, moving the butterfly on her shoulder as it did. He smiled to himself. She had been so insistent that she got a tattoo as well. He grimaced then at the sight of his own. The dark mark. Why she wanted 1 was beyond him. She marked it as a sign of her undying devotion. A dark strand of hair lay across her pale cheek and lightly he brushed it off. She stirred and mumbled something incomprehensible without waking. He sat with a blanket drawn up around him as he gazed out of the window towards the inky darkness of the forbidden forest. A light moved swiftly across the black and a unicorn ran freely in the field. Unicorns, he thought, something that reminded him of a former love. To painful to remember, unshed tears gathered in his eyes as he thought of his first love. She had changed so much since. She was no longer the carefree, loving girl she had been. She was cold, with a deliciously soft centre though, although no one seemed to have the key.
Hermione stirred and sat up without bothering to gather a blanket to her bare body. It was cold in the tower but she didn't care. She thought of how loved she had been and smiled inwardly with delight. She saw him sat at the window and, wrapping a robe around her, crept silently across to join him. Slowly and sensually she traced his spine with a fingertip. He turned and held her in is arms, fingers delicately caressing her pale skin.
'Oh Severus,' she sighed softly. He held her close and put his hands on her face. Softly he kissed her warm lips with his cool ones. She closed her eyes and a tear dripped slowly down her face. 'Why do you cry ma petite sorciere?' She said nothing, just lay back, cradled in his arms, smelling his distinct scent, hearing his heart beating.
He looked at his watch and gently removed his arms from around her. 'Unfortunately Miss Granger, I must return you to your dormitory'. She laughed, an involuntary high giggle. He got up and helped her up. Slowly she dressed, savouring the last moments of her night's affair with her potions master. He held her and kissed her passionately for one last time, before they left together, down the curving stairs of Snape's tower.
Minutes later, she crawled into her bed in the Gryffindor tower and fell asleep. Only a matter of hours later, she rose, tired and somewhat groggy to dress and dine before her lessons.
She met Ron and Harry in the common room as usual. Harry was different, she thought, she couldn't put her finger on it but somehow he was. The day dragged on, each hour seeming longer and longer until finally the last bell went for the end of the day. 'No severus tonight' she thought. Never on a Tuesday. 'More homework gets done then' she chuckled.
She sat studiously at her books, chatting companiably to Harry without really paying much attention, so it took her by surprise when the conversation struck a more serious note. 'Hermione' he said, 'm?' 'Would you ever consider a relationship with me?' 'What?' she put her quill down and looked Harry in the eyes. 'Harry, where did that come from? I really don't know, I have never really thought about it.' He stood up and walked around the table to her. He held her face in his hands and kissed her firmly on her lips. 'Perhaps that will help you make up your mind?' She sat stunned, but then stood up and kissed him too. He dropped his hands to her waist and held her, as she moved her hands to his. They stood in front of the fire for a long time, lips and bodies pressed to each other. Harry ran his hand through her beautiful thick hair and their lips broke apart but they stayed locked in each other's arms. She lay her head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of her head. 'You are all I think about,' he whispered 'Pour quoi vous tormente moi, ma papillion speciale.' 'Je ne se pas les garcon de ma reve.' He held her firmly and guided her towards his dormitory. 'Harry' she whispered, 'are you sure?' 'About this?' he replied, ' more than i have ever been about anything.' They walked up the curved stairs hand in hand until they reached Harry's bed. He put a freezing spell on all the room occupants and lay her down gently on his bed. He removed her clothes efficiently with a vanishing spell, much to her amusement. He looked down at her slender naked frame and stopped to catch his breath. 'Oh mione, do you know how long I have dreamt of this moment for?' He lay down half on her half next to her and kissed the soft skin beneath her breasts. He worked his way down her stomach and was kissing her stomach gently as he did when suddenly the door was flung open and Ron stormed in. He saw Harry and Hermione but before either of them could do anything; he turned ashen and stood there with his mouth open wide. 'H-h-h harry? M-mione? What on earth?'
Hermione rolled of the bed in a deft movement, gathering a blanket to her as she did. She stood up. 'Ron, oh god, I'm so sorry.' 'Why?' he hissed hatefully, 'Isn't this what you wanted all along?' The last comment was directed at Harry. Harry stood up and Ron averted his eyes at Harry's bold nudity. 'I love her Ron; nothing you could ever do would make that waver. You have been trying from the beginning to seduce her, but look who ended up with her hey?' The last words were said with a sneer. Hermione walked round to Harry where he was standing and looked him straight in the eyes. Their eyes locked and she lifted her hand and slapped him viciously round the face. 'I am not a prize to be won, both of you can't have me; you treat me like an object. You are about to see the side of me that you have never seen before.' And with that, she apparated with a muffled pop. Harry pressed his hand to his painfully swollen cheek. Tears ran freely down his face as he though of whom he had loved and lost. He unabashedly bawled his eyes out.
Ron looked at him with disgust, and, unfreezing the room, turned heel and left.
Hermione ran, now fully clothed down the corridors with tears streaming, her chest racked with painful sobs until she at last reached Snape's chamber. She knocked on the door hard, using her whole fist and then crumpled in a heap at his doorstep. The door was angrily flung open and Snape stood bleary eyed in the doorway, gathering a dressing gown around him. He caught sight of Hermione's form slumped on the floor and fell to his knees. 'Mione, my darling, ma papillion, what is the matter?' The words, Harry, Ron, I'm sorry, stumbled out of her mouth and Severus gathered her up in his arms and carried her into the room.
He sat her tenderly on his lap and caressed her hair gently until her anguished sobs had abated slightly. 'Mione, whatever it is, you can tell me. I love you.'
She pulled herself together and removed herself from his lap. 'Oh Severus, I don't know where to begin. I was doing homework in the common room with Harry, like we always do every Tuesday. He asked me if I would go out with him. Oh Severus, we kissed, more than once, and we went to his bed.' His eyes took on a steely glint, but he forced himself to remain calm. 'His eyes, they just seemed to entrance me.' When she said that, she had a sudden thought. 'Severus, could he have...' 'I am fairly sure he did ma petite amour.' 'Ohhhhhh... and then Ron walked in and it turns out they both love me and I have been a prize to be won.' She spat the last words out in a tone of utter distaste and hatred. 'I just needed you so much' she said softly. 'He was filled with love for her, albeit she was many years his junior, he had only ever felt like this about one other person.
Suddenly she fell quiet and her breathing evened. He saw she was asleep so he picked her up with the ease of experience and carried her silently back to her own bed.
Slightly out of character but I like it. I want to find out who this mystery lover is don't you? I think we may be pleasantly surprised! Keep reading and waiting for the next instalment of Special butterfly.
Must not leave the chapter like this. Must not get bored like always. Must resolve weird affair with Harry and must form love triangle for snape as well. Nothing simple about my plots then!
He looked down on her slender frame illuminated in the moonlight. Her chest rose and fall with each breath, moving the butterfly on her shoulder as it did. He smiled to himself. She had been so insistent that she got a tattoo as well. He grimaced then at the sight of his own. The dark mark. Why she wanted 1 was beyond him. She marked it as a sign of her undying devotion. A dark strand of hair lay across her pale cheek and lightly he brushed it off. She stirred and mumbled something incomprehensible without waking. He sat with a blanket drawn up around him as he gazed out of the window towards the inky darkness of the forbidden forest. A light moved swiftly across the black and a unicorn ran freely in the field. Unicorns, he thought, something that reminded him of a former love. To painful to remember, unshed tears gathered in his eyes as he thought of his first love. She had changed so much since. She was no longer the carefree, loving girl she had been. She was cold, with a deliciously soft centre though, although no one seemed to have the key.
Hermione stirred and sat up without bothering to gather a blanket to her bare body. It was cold in the tower but she didn't care. She thought of how loved she had been and smiled inwardly with delight. She saw him sat at the window and, wrapping a robe around her, crept silently across to join him. Slowly and sensually she traced his spine with a fingertip. He turned and held her in is arms, fingers delicately caressing her pale skin.
'Oh Severus,' she sighed softly. He held her close and put his hands on her face. Softly he kissed her warm lips with his cool ones. She closed her eyes and a tear dripped slowly down her face. 'Why do you cry ma petite sorciere?' She said nothing, just lay back, cradled in his arms, smelling his distinct scent, hearing his heart beating.
He looked at his watch and gently removed his arms from around her. 'Unfortunately Miss Granger, I must return you to your dormitory'. She laughed, an involuntary high giggle. He got up and helped her up. Slowly she dressed, savouring the last moments of her night's affair with her potions master. He held her and kissed her passionately for one last time, before they left together, down the curving stairs of Snape's tower.
Minutes later, she crawled into her bed in the Gryffindor tower and fell asleep. Only a matter of hours later, she rose, tired and somewhat groggy to dress and dine before her lessons.
She met Ron and Harry in the common room as usual. Harry was different, she thought, she couldn't put her finger on it but somehow he was. The day dragged on, each hour seeming longer and longer until finally the last bell went for the end of the day. 'No severus tonight' she thought. Never on a Tuesday. 'More homework gets done then' she chuckled.
She sat studiously at her books, chatting companiably to Harry without really paying much attention, so it took her by surprise when the conversation struck a more serious note. 'Hermione' he said, 'm?' 'Would you ever consider a relationship with me?' 'What?' she put her quill down and looked Harry in the eyes. 'Harry, where did that come from? I really don't know, I have never really thought about it.' He stood up and walked around the table to her. He held her face in his hands and kissed her firmly on her lips. 'Perhaps that will help you make up your mind?' She sat stunned, but then stood up and kissed him too. He dropped his hands to her waist and held her, as she moved her hands to his. They stood in front of the fire for a long time, lips and bodies pressed to each other. Harry ran his hand through her beautiful thick hair and their lips broke apart but they stayed locked in each other's arms. She lay her head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of her head. 'You are all I think about,' he whispered 'Pour quoi vous tormente moi, ma papillion speciale.' 'Je ne se pas les garcon de ma reve.' He held her firmly and guided her towards his dormitory. 'Harry' she whispered, 'are you sure?' 'About this?' he replied, ' more than i have ever been about anything.' They walked up the curved stairs hand in hand until they reached Harry's bed. He put a freezing spell on all the room occupants and lay her down gently on his bed. He removed her clothes efficiently with a vanishing spell, much to her amusement. He looked down at her slender naked frame and stopped to catch his breath. 'Oh mione, do you know how long I have dreamt of this moment for?' He lay down half on her half next to her and kissed the soft skin beneath her breasts. He worked his way down her stomach and was kissing her stomach gently as he did when suddenly the door was flung open and Ron stormed in. He saw Harry and Hermione but before either of them could do anything; he turned ashen and stood there with his mouth open wide. 'H-h-h harry? M-mione? What on earth?'
Hermione rolled of the bed in a deft movement, gathering a blanket to her as she did. She stood up. 'Ron, oh god, I'm so sorry.' 'Why?' he hissed hatefully, 'Isn't this what you wanted all along?' The last comment was directed at Harry. Harry stood up and Ron averted his eyes at Harry's bold nudity. 'I love her Ron; nothing you could ever do would make that waver. You have been trying from the beginning to seduce her, but look who ended up with her hey?' The last words were said with a sneer. Hermione walked round to Harry where he was standing and looked him straight in the eyes. Their eyes locked and she lifted her hand and slapped him viciously round the face. 'I am not a prize to be won, both of you can't have me; you treat me like an object. You are about to see the side of me that you have never seen before.' And with that, she apparated with a muffled pop. Harry pressed his hand to his painfully swollen cheek. Tears ran freely down his face as he though of whom he had loved and lost. He unabashedly bawled his eyes out.
Ron looked at him with disgust, and, unfreezing the room, turned heel and left.
Hermione ran, now fully clothed down the corridors with tears streaming, her chest racked with painful sobs until she at last reached Snape's chamber. She knocked on the door hard, using her whole fist and then crumpled in a heap at his doorstep. The door was angrily flung open and Snape stood bleary eyed in the doorway, gathering a dressing gown around him. He caught sight of Hermione's form slumped on the floor and fell to his knees. 'Mione, my darling, ma papillion, what is the matter?' The words, Harry, Ron, I'm sorry, stumbled out of her mouth and Severus gathered her up in his arms and carried her into the room.
He sat her tenderly on his lap and caressed her hair gently until her anguished sobs had abated slightly. 'Mione, whatever it is, you can tell me. I love you.'
She pulled herself together and removed herself from his lap. 'Oh Severus, I don't know where to begin. I was doing homework in the common room with Harry, like we always do every Tuesday. He asked me if I would go out with him. Oh Severus, we kissed, more than once, and we went to his bed.' His eyes took on a steely glint, but he forced himself to remain calm. 'His eyes, they just seemed to entrance me.' When she said that, she had a sudden thought. 'Severus, could he have...' 'I am fairly sure he did ma petite amour.' 'Ohhhhhh... and then Ron walked in and it turns out they both love me and I have been a prize to be won.' She spat the last words out in a tone of utter distaste and hatred. 'I just needed you so much' she said softly. 'He was filled with love for her, albeit she was many years his junior, he had only ever felt like this about one other person.
Suddenly she fell quiet and her breathing evened. He saw she was asleep so he picked her up with the ease of experience and carried her silently back to her own bed.
Slightly out of character but I like it. I want to find out who this mystery lover is don't you? I think we may be pleasantly surprised! Keep reading and waiting for the next instalment of Special butterfly.
Must not leave the chapter like this. Must not get bored like always. Must resolve weird affair with Harry and must form love triangle for snape as well. Nothing simple about my plots then!