Walking After You
Chapter Fifteen
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Disclaimer: see chapter one.
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Cheers to Fido the wonder pup.
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I apologize right now for putting to many song lyrics in this chapter.
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The Christmas Adam party had been quite enjoyable, in Hermione Granger's humble opinion. She had been introduced to many distinguished members of wizarding society that evening. She learned what good dancers the Snape men were. She had even danced with Draco Malfoy, who was not as evil as he had been in his school years, he was rather civil.
Hermione had enjoyed a good long talk with Oliva Snape who was eager to learn everything about her first child's sweetheart. The young girl stubbornly insisted on not being called 'sweethearts'; she correctly thought that Severus would be appalled.
Hermione attempted to stifle her yawn. It didn't work. She froze mid-yawn and looked at Oliva, alarmed. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Snape." She apologized. "I did not mean to be so unpleasantly rude."
"No, dear." Oliva said warmly. "It's alright."
"I suspect I should retire to bed now."
"Yes, of course, dear."
Hermione stood and yawned again. She curtsied and left to find Severus.
And find him she did with a glass of brandy [a/n: the sailors say brandy you're a fine girl what a good wife you would be] in his hand, talking with Lucius Malfoy and several other sharp dressed wizards. [a/n: every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man] She took him aside and informed him that she would be retreating to her chambers for the night. He kissed her and bid her goodnight. She curtsied at the wizards who nodded in return and made her way to the staircase.
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The next morning, Hermione woke up rather early. She hopped out of bed and pulled on a bathrobe. Hermione decided to go to Severus' room, stopping in the bathroom to brush her teeth. She stood at the door for a moment, watching him sleep; he looked so peaceful.
"Severus?" She whispered approaching his bed. She took off her bathrobe and hung in on a hook on the wall. Climbing into bed and underneath the covers, she rested her head on his steadily rising and falling chest. [a/n: cause I can feel you breath, its washin' over me, and baby isn't that the way that love's supposed to be]
"Mione?" Severus sighed, only slightly opening his eyes.
"Yeah, Sev?"
"I think I love you." [a/n: ooh! I think I love you but what am I so afraid of.]
"You're not afraid, Sev?" Hermione questioned.
"Of love?" Severus asked.
"Yeah…" Hermione said, turning to face him. "I mean, there are so many shades of gray when it comes to love. Everything's not all black and white as you prefer it to be."
"As *we* prefer it to be, love." Severus corrected her. "But either way, let's just worry about the now."
"Yeah."
"Besides, its not like everything is black and white now, is it?" [a/n: black is black, I want my baby back]
"You're right, Sev."
Severus smiled. He knew he was right.
"Severus?"
He looked over at the girl with a question on his face.
"Kiss me, Sev." [a/n: kiss me, beneath the milky twilight, lead me out on the moonlit floor] He leaned over to kiss Hermione. She scooted closer to him and pressed her body against his. The quick movements and the slippery satin sheets had caused the blanket to fall off the bed and onto the floor, but neither seemed to notice so long that the sheets stayed. Nor did the notice someone entering Hermione's bedroom. They kissed passionately a quite whimper coming from Hermione.
Hermione felt every part of her go weak. She felt the buzz deep down inside of her every time he kissed her. She gasped as he began to cup and caress her small (but not too small) breasts.
"Hermione?" Harry said. Where was she? She wasn't in her bed. Maybe she's talking with Professor Snape. He crossed the bedroom and walked through the bathroom.
"Herm—Oh God!" Harry exclaimed upon seeing his friend make out with his former professor. "I suppose you could express it that way! Hermione?" He exclaimed. Harry made a rather swift exit. "Merlin's balls!"
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What do ya think? Read and review "Games at Twilight" and "That's My Son!" It won't take long…pretty please? The bunnies would appreciate it.
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be SEXY.
it doesn't mean you have to have sex.
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I graduate today. May 30th, 2002, 3:30pm. :):):)
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The bunnies cordially invite all my readers to join their little party by pressing the review button and giving me your thoughts, encouragement, ideas, and flames.
Chapter Fifteen
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Disclaimer: see chapter one.
~~~~~~~~~~
Cheers to Fido the wonder pup.
~~~~~~~~~~
I apologize right now for putting to many song lyrics in this chapter.
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The Christmas Adam party had been quite enjoyable, in Hermione Granger's humble opinion. She had been introduced to many distinguished members of wizarding society that evening. She learned what good dancers the Snape men were. She had even danced with Draco Malfoy, who was not as evil as he had been in his school years, he was rather civil.
Hermione had enjoyed a good long talk with Oliva Snape who was eager to learn everything about her first child's sweetheart. The young girl stubbornly insisted on not being called 'sweethearts'; she correctly thought that Severus would be appalled.
Hermione attempted to stifle her yawn. It didn't work. She froze mid-yawn and looked at Oliva, alarmed. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Snape." She apologized. "I did not mean to be so unpleasantly rude."
"No, dear." Oliva said warmly. "It's alright."
"I suspect I should retire to bed now."
"Yes, of course, dear."
Hermione stood and yawned again. She curtsied and left to find Severus.
And find him she did with a glass of brandy [a/n: the sailors say brandy you're a fine girl what a good wife you would be] in his hand, talking with Lucius Malfoy and several other sharp dressed wizards. [a/n: every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man] She took him aside and informed him that she would be retreating to her chambers for the night. He kissed her and bid her goodnight. She curtsied at the wizards who nodded in return and made her way to the staircase.
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The next morning, Hermione woke up rather early. She hopped out of bed and pulled on a bathrobe. Hermione decided to go to Severus' room, stopping in the bathroom to brush her teeth. She stood at the door for a moment, watching him sleep; he looked so peaceful.
"Severus?" She whispered approaching his bed. She took off her bathrobe and hung in on a hook on the wall. Climbing into bed and underneath the covers, she rested her head on his steadily rising and falling chest. [a/n: cause I can feel you breath, its washin' over me, and baby isn't that the way that love's supposed to be]
"Mione?" Severus sighed, only slightly opening his eyes.
"Yeah, Sev?"
"I think I love you." [a/n: ooh! I think I love you but what am I so afraid of.]
"You're not afraid, Sev?" Hermione questioned.
"Of love?" Severus asked.
"Yeah…" Hermione said, turning to face him. "I mean, there are so many shades of gray when it comes to love. Everything's not all black and white as you prefer it to be."
"As *we* prefer it to be, love." Severus corrected her. "But either way, let's just worry about the now."
"Yeah."
"Besides, its not like everything is black and white now, is it?" [a/n: black is black, I want my baby back]
"You're right, Sev."
Severus smiled. He knew he was right.
"Severus?"
He looked over at the girl with a question on his face.
"Kiss me, Sev." [a/n: kiss me, beneath the milky twilight, lead me out on the moonlit floor] He leaned over to kiss Hermione. She scooted closer to him and pressed her body against his. The quick movements and the slippery satin sheets had caused the blanket to fall off the bed and onto the floor, but neither seemed to notice so long that the sheets stayed. Nor did the notice someone entering Hermione's bedroom. They kissed passionately a quite whimper coming from Hermione.
Hermione felt every part of her go weak. She felt the buzz deep down inside of her every time he kissed her. She gasped as he began to cup and caress her small (but not too small) breasts.
"Hermione?" Harry said. Where was she? She wasn't in her bed. Maybe she's talking with Professor Snape. He crossed the bedroom and walked through the bathroom.
"Herm—Oh God!" Harry exclaimed upon seeing his friend make out with his former professor. "I suppose you could express it that way! Hermione?" He exclaimed. Harry made a rather swift exit. "Merlin's balls!"
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What do ya think? Read and review "Games at Twilight" and "That's My Son!" It won't take long…pretty please? The bunnies would appreciate it.
~~~~~~~~~~
be SEXY.
it doesn't mean you have to have sex.
~~~~~~~~~~
I graduate today. May 30th, 2002, 3:30pm. :):):)
~~~~~~~~~~
The bunnies cordially invite all my readers to join their little party by pressing the review button and giving me your thoughts, encouragement, ideas, and flames.