Walking After You
Chapter Three
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Disclaimer: see chapter one
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Say you sass that hoopy Kalikimaka? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is.
To Silver*Chime, PrettyFlower, surfer-unlimited, spike-lover, DGL, Amanda Snape, some anonymous dude, eav, Rachell, Hudine, Natalie Anne Lanoville, Enfleurage, ChimaeraGurl, S.t.a.r..l.i.t.e, Brynn, Calyr Mastra, enoimreH, Ailsa, Gethsemane, christine, Aemos, Blood-Red Moon, DestructoGirl, Severus Snape, gnat, Katani-chan thank you for reviewing Spirit Week at Hogwarts and Walking After You.
And a special thanks to Silver*Chime, Spike-Lover, ChimaeraGurl, for your constant wonderful reviews.
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It was Friday evening. Hermione had just stepped out of the shower when she heard some chimes. She was about to go answer it when she heard someone enter her rooms. It was Severus, she was sure. Not many people knew the password to her rooms. In fact, only three people knew; Hermione, Severus and Dumbledore.
Hermione threw on a fuzzy terry cloth bathrobe and began to brush her hair. She knew why Severus was here. She had been taunting him since yesterday morning. It was killing him. He wanted to know why the two girls had been talking about him.
Severus stepped in to the bathroom. He was not smiling.
Hermione grinned at him. She kissed him on the cheek. "Hello, love."
Hermione gathered her hair and clipped it up out of her face. She took out a small bottle dipped her hand inside. In the bottle was thick green cream. Hermione smeared it on her face.
Severus looked on with a mixture of curiosity and nausea.
Hermione smiled at him. "It's a mask." She informed him as she smoothed more cream evenly onto her cheeks.
"Well it works. " Severus said. "It's scary."
Hermione threw him a *look.* "It's to clean my pores." Hermione knew she could use magic, but sometimes, a girl just needed a facial. She finished applying the mask and washed her hands.
She exited the bathroom and called for Severus to follow her.
Hermione sat on the couch and burst into fits of laughter.
"What." Severus demanded.
"It's not funny really." Hermione said. "Just shocking."
"I'd like to know what is so funny."
"It isn't funny," insisted Hermione, "that is just the point I am trying to ..."
"And the time at which I would like to know what is so funny," continued Severus in a low growl, "is now."
"All right, " said Hermione, giving up. "Ginny told me that the other seventh year girls have taken a fancy."
Severus said, "And what does that have to do with-" He stopped abruptly. "No."
"Yes." said Hermione.
"That is so impossible." said Severus.
"Obviously not." said Hermione.
"But...really?" said Severus.
"Really." said Hermione.
Severus sat for a minute and thought about this. "Well," he said finally. "It's not like it matters to me, or changes anything in my life."
"Oh?"
"But I do feel like killing you right now for getting me so worked up over nothing." Severus said nonchalantly.
"Oh, but Severus," Hermione smiled. "You got yourself worked up."
Severus glared. He went to Hermione's small kitchen/dining room space and got two cups of tea. He gave one to her and sat down.
"Is there anything thing else that you might want to tell me?" Severus asked her.
"No, Not really." Hermione said. "They just all think that you are so very tall and dark and mysterious."
"Wonderful." Severus sneered.
"I thought you might think so."
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Hermione sat at her desk the next day attempting to grade papers. This was quite a futile effort because her mind was not on potions. It was on the Potions Master.
Hermione hated the thought, but she knew that Severus was her life. He was everything to her. She loved him as a friend, as the best of friends, but was there something more? Could there be, would there ever be something more?
It was a comfort knowing that he would always be here for her, as long as she was at Hogwart's.
She couldn't imagine her life without him.
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Please review! Please! I beg of you!!!!!! I'm in schoo right now so I can't update as often, but I try! I promise!!
Chapter Three
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Disclaimer: see chapter one
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Say you sass that hoopy Kalikimaka? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is.
To Silver*Chime, PrettyFlower, surfer-unlimited, spike-lover, DGL, Amanda Snape, some anonymous dude, eav, Rachell, Hudine, Natalie Anne Lanoville, Enfleurage, ChimaeraGurl, S.t.a.r..l.i.t.e, Brynn, Calyr Mastra, enoimreH, Ailsa, Gethsemane, christine, Aemos, Blood-Red Moon, DestructoGirl, Severus Snape, gnat, Katani-chan thank you for reviewing Spirit Week at Hogwarts and Walking After You.
And a special thanks to Silver*Chime, Spike-Lover, ChimaeraGurl, for your constant wonderful reviews.
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It was Friday evening. Hermione had just stepped out of the shower when she heard some chimes. She was about to go answer it when she heard someone enter her rooms. It was Severus, she was sure. Not many people knew the password to her rooms. In fact, only three people knew; Hermione, Severus and Dumbledore.
Hermione threw on a fuzzy terry cloth bathrobe and began to brush her hair. She knew why Severus was here. She had been taunting him since yesterday morning. It was killing him. He wanted to know why the two girls had been talking about him.
Severus stepped in to the bathroom. He was not smiling.
Hermione grinned at him. She kissed him on the cheek. "Hello, love."
Hermione gathered her hair and clipped it up out of her face. She took out a small bottle dipped her hand inside. In the bottle was thick green cream. Hermione smeared it on her face.
Severus looked on with a mixture of curiosity and nausea.
Hermione smiled at him. "It's a mask." She informed him as she smoothed more cream evenly onto her cheeks.
"Well it works. " Severus said. "It's scary."
Hermione threw him a *look.* "It's to clean my pores." Hermione knew she could use magic, but sometimes, a girl just needed a facial. She finished applying the mask and washed her hands.
She exited the bathroom and called for Severus to follow her.
Hermione sat on the couch and burst into fits of laughter.
"What." Severus demanded.
"It's not funny really." Hermione said. "Just shocking."
"I'd like to know what is so funny."
"It isn't funny," insisted Hermione, "that is just the point I am trying to ..."
"And the time at which I would like to know what is so funny," continued Severus in a low growl, "is now."
"All right, " said Hermione, giving up. "Ginny told me that the other seventh year girls have taken a fancy."
Severus said, "And what does that have to do with-" He stopped abruptly. "No."
"Yes." said Hermione.
"That is so impossible." said Severus.
"Obviously not." said Hermione.
"But...really?" said Severus.
"Really." said Hermione.
Severus sat for a minute and thought about this. "Well," he said finally. "It's not like it matters to me, or changes anything in my life."
"Oh?"
"But I do feel like killing you right now for getting me so worked up over nothing." Severus said nonchalantly.
"Oh, but Severus," Hermione smiled. "You got yourself worked up."
Severus glared. He went to Hermione's small kitchen/dining room space and got two cups of tea. He gave one to her and sat down.
"Is there anything thing else that you might want to tell me?" Severus asked her.
"No, Not really." Hermione said. "They just all think that you are so very tall and dark and mysterious."
"Wonderful." Severus sneered.
"I thought you might think so."
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Hermione sat at her desk the next day attempting to grade papers. This was quite a futile effort because her mind was not on potions. It was on the Potions Master.
Hermione hated the thought, but she knew that Severus was her life. He was everything to her. She loved him as a friend, as the best of friends, but was there something more? Could there be, would there ever be something more?
It was a comfort knowing that he would always be here for her, as long as she was at Hogwart's.
She couldn't imagine her life without him.
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Please review! Please! I beg of you!!!!!! I'm in schoo right now so I can't update as often, but I try! I promise!!