Rating-R (Ooh graphic stuff guys-I did a no-no! Haha!)
Author-TheShinonbiyoru a.k.a Kat.
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Aw wow Merry 'Mitmas everyone! (Sorry about the inappropriate spelling but I used to say that when I was small! Hehe :) Well here's another CHAPPIE! BUT firstly, I would like to tell you about my 'Late Night Expedition!' I had to be 'Father Christmas' this year to my sister, which frankly was a pain in the butt because she kept waking up!!! I mean I had to drink the sherry on the table (Not that I MINDED that part) but then I had to eat 3 mince pies she made and a take a bite out of a bloody carrot that was meant for Rhudolph! Sod next christmas! I felt that sick this morning that breakfast was NOT an option. But hey that's another story and I'm sure you wanna read what happens today so here you go!
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Disclaimer-
I don't own Harry or his crew,
But that's ok cause neither do you!
Except if you are dear J.K.R,
Whom is the best writer by far!
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Spoilers-Not too many this time, It has to be in the 7th year when Hermione is older though! 'cause me don't do underage stuff...that's bad!
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There will be some Latin in this, I just LOVE the thought of Severus speaking Latin!!! And not just SPELLS either...yah know what I'm saying? Tehehe! Oh and a special Thankyou to the reviewers is at the bottom- thankyou for the reviews *tearfully* you make me feel good about myself *Boo-hoo!* ~...~ means someone's thoughts. *** indicates a change of scene, e. g outside TO inside and vice versa-ENJOY!
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Chapter 2: And a very Merry Christmas to you too!
Twa's the night of christmas and all through the school,
Not a creature was stirring not even a ghoul.
But two figures crept silently up the girls stair,
One with brown locks, the other with red hair.
Into the darkness of a girls room did they creep,
And looked on a girl who didn't make a peep,
As they quietly left their presents by her bed,
And placed gently kisses on top of her head.
They scampered away 'til morning comes round,
When the snow would cover Hogwarts School grounds.
(By-ME! Ah thankyou.)
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Outside Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry a light snow fell on the ground, slowly building up on the grass and sticking, excellent weather for snowball fights and all around fun. Hagrid's chimney was puffing out smoke, while inside one of the rooms of Gryffindor the figure of Hermione Granger lay fast asleep in bed, her internal alarm clock wouldn't go off for another hour or so, and she was dreaming-it was dark and cold in her dream, ~It shouldn't be like this? It's christmas!~ her subconscious complained as she walked forward. As Hermione walked further forward a light shone from a beacon in front of her, she saw underneath a small post by the beacon with another next to that, the words jumped out to her as she looked closer-
---If you choose to follow along the light path,
You must still fight the evil Dark Masters wrath.
The happiness spent within the white hall,
Will save you from but one illness that will fall.
Alone you will be in this fight all alone,
You may never return to what you call home.
Although prolonged will be the happiness due,
It will not save thee from the dark moon's hue.---
Although Hermione didn't understand it on the whole she took the information at face value and moved along to the second path-leaves rustled past her and whipped in her hair as she read the next sign post.
---If you choose to follow the dark path however,
A friend will be at your side whom is quick and clever.
Once they cleaved to the Dark Masters side,
But now they escaped from it with but a blow to their pride.
You may be safer along the white path,
But here you have help with the Dark Masters wrath.
While this path is darker that is ultimately true,
Which path you choose is entirely up to you.---
~To face the Dark Lord? Well, I'd rather have someone beside me then! And if they are a friend then it is much better than being alone~ Hermione stepped forward towards the dark path, as she walked along she fell a numerous amount of times and scratched herself on evil thorns on bushes-it was one of those dreams where you have no control of where you go! ~I hate this stupid dream!~ Hermione grumbled mentally as she rose once again off the floor. She looked beyond the seemingly endless fog now and noticed that it looked a lot brighter and cheerier! ~Must have connected with the 'light' path then~ she walked forwards and abruptly the fog ended until it was nothing more than a whisper of mist before her eyes.
Before Hermione was a beautiful spring, with a waterfall that trickled gently down by the side of an enchanting weeping willow, 'How beautiful...' Hermione's voice wavered slightly at the sight before her, she then looked down at herself to see the shreds of her clothing left and scratches across her flawless creamy flesh, ~I hope they don't get infected...can I get an infection in a dream? Nope think LOGICALLY Hermione!~ but even under her rod-hard conscience she still fretted, looking around she noticed that no- one was there, 'I guess I could wash myself off.' Her conscience kicked in once again, 'Are you MAD! Pneumonia! H-E-L-L-O am I speaking to myself here? Well, technically 'YES' I am but-hey! Where are you going come back!~ Hermione's conscience was shuttered as she stepped forward towards the inviting water, it wasn't even cold! Deciding to disrobe and clean herself thoroughly Hermione let go of her nagging conscience and walked into the water.
As she walked up to her waist into the water she began to feel as if she was being watched, subconsciously she shielded her breasts and turned frantically around as she came face to face with a dark-haired man! Hermione's face exploded with colour as the man was evidently watching her bathe-'W-who are you?!' she cried out as she sunk deeper into the water, with no reply the man walked forwards some more muttering some words in another language, it sounded like an old form of Latin.
As the man walked nearer, his gaze intent on herself, Hermione's knees buckled as she discovered him to be as naked as her, she unconsciously shied away from his hot gaze as he grazed it over her lips, neck, breast and finally came to rest on her womanhood below the water. The dark-haired stranger walked further forwards and that propelled Hermione to take a few steps back from his finely chisled chest, 'Decorus -a-um.' Hermione had absolutely NO idea what he had said but it sounded so sensual and loving that she stepped into his warm embrace as he finally drew close to her, her hard nipples brushing against his dark-hair-peppered chest, ~If this is the friend that I'm to be with, I think I'm going to die a happy woman.~
The man smiled down at her, although she could not make out his features she knew him from somewhere and that worried and comforted her at the same time, although all thoughts were chased away from her at that moment as he bent down to obviously kiss her. As Hermione leaned in gently to await her dream-lovers kiss she felt herself being drawn away, ~hey wait! No fair!!!~ while she called out, 'When will I see you again?' the dark man replied swiftly, 'soon...'
'Whoa! What a weird dream, pleasant but still...weird. Merry Christmas my darling Crookshanks!' she crowed to her ginger cat who sat next to her bed on a chair, his replied 'meow!' was given while his head was downcast, looking at the flood by her bed. ~Oh please DON'T let it be a mouse!' Hermione shivered inwardly and plucked up the courage to just peek over the corner of her bed, 'PRESENTS!' Hermione jumped out of bed with a start. 'Oh yaaah!' she said out loud as she brought the presents up from the floor, one a beautifully wrapped purple present and the other a drab orange one- '50 points to Gryffindor if you can guess who that present was wrapped by!' it seemed funny to Hermione that the only voice she could imagine EVER saying that was Snape's! That would probably be the ONLY time he handed out ANY points! ~Why am I thinking of HIM at Christmas?~ she shook her head, all this Christmas influence must be driving me slowly mad!
While she chased away thoughts of her dream and Severus Snape she carefully stroked Harry's present through the paper, it was boxed that's for sure- Harry knew that Hermione had a way of feeling through the paper to interpret what the present were that it harboured inside. ~Damn!~ she scolded mentally, ~I guess he learnt FINALLY after all these years of being around me,~ she smiled, ~And they say I can't teach them anything-hehe! Now then if I can unwrap it a little to see what it is then I can place it back as it was and he will be none-the-wiser!~ as Hermione carefully tipped the package to unwrap a corner a voice rattled-
My seal will not be broken only by you,
I was wrapped with care and a spell that is true,
You must go downstairs and be in the presence,
Of Ron and Harry before you can open this present.
~Typical!~ Hermione grumbled to herself as she pushed aside the presents, finding the same charm on Ron's and hurried to have a shower and meet them both downstairs so that they could all go to breakfast together, then maybe she would find out what her presents were.
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In his own bed Severus Snape sat up in alarm, ~What a dream! At least it is a different turn about than the others I usually have-uh...~ flushing with embarrassment he noticed an immediate problem-in the pants department, 'Oh bugger!' he growled deeply, as he shifted out of bed his right hand brushed his throbbing erection and it pulsed longingly, 'Damnit! Am I this sexually deprived that I now rely on myself for satisfaction!' he shook his head sadly but carried on towards the bathroom where he would have to undoubtedly 'please' himself lest he scare the students with his *ehem* little Snape, which was not quite so 'little' anymore.
Once inside his bathroom Severus Snape turned on the jet of warm water and stepped under it, instantly it drew him back to the scene he had just left, breasts soft and full, beautiful legs, shapely thighs, chocolate brown eyes that were so soft and vulnerable, and lips like rosebuds, oh, if only those lips would whisper his name in need, 'Oh please!' this was the only time you will hear the Potions Master whimper and say 'please' in one sentence, his pleasure heightened as his strokes became harder, his hand now pinching gently at the head of his cock, it made it seem more like little teeth teasing him. Severus leant against the bathroom tiles as the enormous powerful surge of raw emotion ripped through him as he climaxed, he panted heavily and washed himself off before turning the shower off and beginning to dress, if only the dream of the girl had been real.
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'Can I open them now?' Hermione pleaded as the three headed down to the hall, saying 'Hello,' and 'Merry Christmas!' to Nearly-Headless-Nick on the way, 'no wait until after breakfast 'Mione' Ron scolded, but he smiled all the same. Hermione puffed up her cheeks indignantly, 'You both opened yours!' Harry chuckled and sidled closer to her, 'Yes but you never thought to put a spell on yours, imagine! Hermione Granger the world's best witch not putting a spell on her presents while her 'dunder-headed' friends did! The shock!' he nuzzled her hair as she growled, 'Haha! True Harry, but watch who your calling a 'Dunderhead' hehe' Ron snickered as they entered the hall alongside a very miffed Head-girl.
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Breakfast was the usual affair on each table, swapping of presents still was going on but mainly people were eating and smiling and exchanging 'Merry Christmas's!' All were finally quiet as Albus Dumbledore raised his hand before the pupils that remained, 'Before everyone goes about their business I'm afraid that Filch has some rather...disturbing news,' Snape suddenly appeared interested in this part, ~Figures~ Hermione thought, ~If it's about dying or attacking someone he's front-line...~ she tuned back in on Dumbledore's words as he gravely said, 'I'm afraid that due to someone's OBVIOUS prank that there *will* be lesson's this afternoon.'
The hall was in uproar! After the words had left Dumbledore's mouth students and teachers alike began to mutter darkly, many speaking of their 'day off being ruined!' 'Please calm yourselves, you will have an hour or so to unwrap your presents and thank people and fifteen more minutes break and an hour and a half at dinner so this is not REALLY punishment or else we would have made NO exceptions at all.' he sat back down with a small smile gracing his face as the students carried on talking now all excepting what was to be they were discussing the rearrangement of plans of tobogganing and snowball fights for later on.
As McGonagall passed by the tables on her way to her room to get ready for the now 'lesson' a small voice called out, 'Professor! Could we ask...what EXACTLY did someone do?' asked a third year HufflePuff, Professor McGonagall looked mildly perturbed, 'they painted one of the Headmaster's FAVOURITE Gargoyle's outside...pink.'
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Hermione sighed as her plans were ruined by all this change but she still had her presents! Ron's present was first as he pushed it eagerly towards her, with no complaint from Harry, ~Strange,~ she thought, ~they usually fight over which one to open first. She carefully opened the paper as the spell that held it sealed was broken and she peered inside, there was a note and a box of chocolates-
---If you take up this dare,
then you will see fit to grab the fortunes we share,
Take Harry's present and put it to use,
Otherwise may you be stranded on an isle with a moose!---
'That's from your brother's shop isn't it Ron?' Hermione said whilst bonking him on the head with the chocolates, 'I trust THESE are genuine though?' Ron nodded and rubbed his head at the same time-they were supposed to be SOFT centred chocolates! 'Well, then looks like if I'm to even 'attempt this dare I better open your present Harry.' Harry snickered as Hermione kissed Ron on the cheek making him blush then she proceeded to open Harry's present. As Hermione tilted it to the side to find the best way to open it **Jingle, Jingle** ~what the HELL was that?!~ Hermione gulped down nerves as she finally unwrapped her present, she gasped in outrage and embarrassment as Harry loomed over her, 'AND you MUST wear them!' Hermione fled from the room as fast as she could-presents in hand, Ron called after her, 'See you in double potions at 10:00! oh and don't forget the dare!' he and Harry laughed themselves sick while shaking their heads as people asked what was the matter with Hermione.
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Albus Dumbledore was smiling and waving at people that shouted 'Merry Christmas' to him, he was so busy that he missed a strangled gasp and a figure running from the Gryffindor table, unfortunately one did not-Severus Snape.
Snape shook his head as he saw an outraged Hermione run from the table followed by guffaws and winks from Weasley and Potter, ~I would LOVE to know what got Granger so riled! But even I am not going to CONFESS to that!~ he had to admire those two though, in all his years of teaching those three they were the ONLY two that could EVER get Granger that wound up.
Snape could actually feel goose-bumps of anticipation run down his Slytherin hide as he wondered what his next class would be like, no Malfoy since it was the holidays, and endless teasing of Granger, Potter and Weasley, not to mention poor old Neville-but since it was Christmas Snape decided the boy deserved a break and decided to narrow down on the three other usual suspects instead. ~And a VERY Merry Christmas it WILL be!~ he actually laughed at that and saw most of the students either turn pale or gasp and one even fainted!
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Hermione stood in front of the mirror as she examined herself, 'I cant BELIEVE I'm doing this! But a dare IS a dare and I will NEVER back down from one!' she scolded herself for picking friends like those two buffoons downstairs, ~Ah well at least it should be an 'interesting' potions lesson, that is if I can EVER get passed Snape!~ as Hermione moved out and down towards her potions class a faint 'Jingling' could be heard in her wake. She realised that many of the portraits were staring and a few of the male ones were leering, over the years Hermione had become...'well equipped' as it were and now she had to qualms about showing it off, she had a low neck top on under her cloak and a short skirt on, which when sitting down rode up to almost her pantyline, she huffed as she came towards the door of the potions room, she was already 5 minutes late!v ~Uh-Oh!~
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Snape was in the middle of announcing that if Neville didn't get THIS potion right he would be bottled and sold as 'bug-repellant' as Hermione Granger opened the door to his class, 'Ah Miss Granger' he purred silkily, Neville had become useless now since he was already afraid of Snape, he needed to work on new 'prey' to satisfy himself, 'Thankyou for FINALLY gracing the class with your presence! Now if you would care to sit down I will carry on with the lesson-Oh and 20 points from Gryffindor!' Snape was feeling in a particularly bad mood today and needed to vent his anger-as he had also vented his passion earlier on!
Hermione gulped and walked along the rows of students to get to her seat, jingling slightly as she went, she tried to clamp her legs together as a few students looked at her questioningly, 'WHAT is all the racket about now?!' Snape bore down on the few students that were left behind, 'I DEMAND to know WHO is responsible for all this ruckus! I will not have it in MY classroom!' Hermione gulped as a few students looked her way, turning bright red she attempted to slip from sight into her chair next to Neville who was still hyperventilating from an earlier 'Snape-Attack,' 'Miss Granger!' ~Oh please SOMEONE have mercy!~ Hermione turned to Snape, cringing as her 'bells' softly jingled once again, 'Granger...come here!'
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Harry and Ron gasped and watched as Hermione was called upon by Snape! This wasn't supposed to happen, they only did it for a bit of fun and now Hermione was going to have to explain! 'Professor I don't think-' Snape hissed (A/N:haha!) 'No, that's quite right you DONT think Potter! I'm quite glad you agree! Now SHUT UP!' Harry seethed in silence while he prayed Hermione wouldn't get in TOO much trouble!
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Snape looked evil as Hermione judged whether to actually go up or stay where she was, she decided she had to go up otherwise Snape would bust a vessel! She carefully walked towards his desk, looking as if she was desperate for- 'Miss Granger if you are in DIRE need to relieve yourself then you may go' snickers followed this, 'N-no sir, I-' Hermione was halted in her flailing sentence by a long-fingered hand raising itself, 'then why are you walking it that manner, girl? Come stand straight! I thought you were a Gryffindor! Show me what is making that noise, surely you are not a coward!' Hermione's head raised at this and she began to walk properly-the jingling could now be heard twice as loud as before **Jingle,Jingle,Jingle!** a happy noise which didn't match her attitude at present.
~Well he called a coward!~ Hermione thought angrily while she said, 'Ok, but you asked for it!' Before Snape could ask her what she meant Hermione had revealed the source of the Jingles...a pair of naughty Black-lace thongs that had two bells on the front of them and a message on the front of the thongs themselves in hot-pink, they said 'Ring my bell!' Snape promptly had a nosebleed! 'D-Detenfion miff Granguuur! Tonigtff at eighff fffirthy pwomptlyyy!' he said into his handkerchief, then with as much dignity as he could muster he announced, 'Claff difmiffed!' then he stormed off leaving behind him for the first time a class full of awe-struck students, including a very embarrassed Hermione who was adjusting her skirt once more.
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WHEW-WEEE! Hope you all enjoyed that-tommorow will be another posting so please keep yours eyes peeled for it, it contains yummy stuff, please forgive all the poetry and such I am a MENTAL poet and I absolutely love weaving poetry into a story...hmmm methinks I should do one SOLELY on poetry next-what yah think? Am I the girl for the job? hehe ^_~* well I hope the detention scene will be good in it aswell-oh and here's those Thankyou's!
decorus -a -um physically, [graceful, beautiful, comely]; morally, [proper, fit, becoming]. N. as subst. decorum -i, [propriety, grace]. Adv. decore, [fitly, becomingly].
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sAcHi kUroDa-WHOA! Calm down kiddo! If you strangle me then who's gonna write and TELL you what Harry got Hermione? Mwahaha! But anyway here's your answer!
Jessicat1982-The condom thing was a good idea but nope it's not that, I am being much *MORE* devious than usual! *GASP!* Oh no what could it be??? But hey we'll find out today! Oh and sorry about the way the chapters are set I dont have MicrosoftWord or anything like that I just have Wordpad which is utter crap! So please bare with me on this one, Sorry if the text set out is bugging you but there's nothing I can do about it. Thankyou for the 'constructive criticism' I always read reviews even if they are criticising but hey yours was a GOOD point, once again I'm sorry for the eye-strain, all I can do is buy you glasses for christmas. LOL
Potions Mistress-Merry Christmas to you too! GREAT choice of name!!! And I would LOVE to have Alan wrapped up in christmas paper and a bow for Christmas! He is TOO hot aint he? I'm glad someone else agrees!!! And thankyou for your super-cool review.
Cassandra-Well I did as you asked and I told you! Are you pleased with me? Mwahaha *EVIL!*
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Remember ppl to keep those reviews coming, Good/Bad? UTTER shite? Deserve's an award? lol. And MERRY CHRISTMAS to all! HO-HO-HO!
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P.s-The nosebleed thing had an ulterior meaning! As some know when one gets a nosebleed in Japan it signifies that they were thinking dirty thoughts! Aw Snapey-Wapey was thinking 'Naughty-Naughties' in his head! MWAHAHA! Apologies to Alan Rickman and others who find this offensive-tehee. 'But frankly my dear, I don't give a DAMN!'
Author-TheShinonbiyoru a.k.a Kat.
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Aw wow Merry 'Mitmas everyone! (Sorry about the inappropriate spelling but I used to say that when I was small! Hehe :) Well here's another CHAPPIE! BUT firstly, I would like to tell you about my 'Late Night Expedition!' I had to be 'Father Christmas' this year to my sister, which frankly was a pain in the butt because she kept waking up!!! I mean I had to drink the sherry on the table (Not that I MINDED that part) but then I had to eat 3 mince pies she made and a take a bite out of a bloody carrot that was meant for Rhudolph! Sod next christmas! I felt that sick this morning that breakfast was NOT an option. But hey that's another story and I'm sure you wanna read what happens today so here you go!
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Disclaimer-
I don't own Harry or his crew,
But that's ok cause neither do you!
Except if you are dear J.K.R,
Whom is the best writer by far!
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Spoilers-Not too many this time, It has to be in the 7th year when Hermione is older though! 'cause me don't do underage stuff...that's bad!
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There will be some Latin in this, I just LOVE the thought of Severus speaking Latin!!! And not just SPELLS either...yah know what I'm saying? Tehehe! Oh and a special Thankyou to the reviewers is at the bottom- thankyou for the reviews *tearfully* you make me feel good about myself *Boo-hoo!* ~...~ means someone's thoughts. *** indicates a change of scene, e. g outside TO inside and vice versa-ENJOY!
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Chapter 2: And a very Merry Christmas to you too!
Twa's the night of christmas and all through the school,
Not a creature was stirring not even a ghoul.
But two figures crept silently up the girls stair,
One with brown locks, the other with red hair.
Into the darkness of a girls room did they creep,
And looked on a girl who didn't make a peep,
As they quietly left their presents by her bed,
And placed gently kisses on top of her head.
They scampered away 'til morning comes round,
When the snow would cover Hogwarts School grounds.
(By-ME! Ah thankyou.)
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Outside Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry a light snow fell on the ground, slowly building up on the grass and sticking, excellent weather for snowball fights and all around fun. Hagrid's chimney was puffing out smoke, while inside one of the rooms of Gryffindor the figure of Hermione Granger lay fast asleep in bed, her internal alarm clock wouldn't go off for another hour or so, and she was dreaming-it was dark and cold in her dream, ~It shouldn't be like this? It's christmas!~ her subconscious complained as she walked forward. As Hermione walked further forward a light shone from a beacon in front of her, she saw underneath a small post by the beacon with another next to that, the words jumped out to her as she looked closer-
---If you choose to follow along the light path,
You must still fight the evil Dark Masters wrath.
The happiness spent within the white hall,
Will save you from but one illness that will fall.
Alone you will be in this fight all alone,
You may never return to what you call home.
Although prolonged will be the happiness due,
It will not save thee from the dark moon's hue.---
Although Hermione didn't understand it on the whole she took the information at face value and moved along to the second path-leaves rustled past her and whipped in her hair as she read the next sign post.
---If you choose to follow the dark path however,
A friend will be at your side whom is quick and clever.
Once they cleaved to the Dark Masters side,
But now they escaped from it with but a blow to their pride.
You may be safer along the white path,
But here you have help with the Dark Masters wrath.
While this path is darker that is ultimately true,
Which path you choose is entirely up to you.---
~To face the Dark Lord? Well, I'd rather have someone beside me then! And if they are a friend then it is much better than being alone~ Hermione stepped forward towards the dark path, as she walked along she fell a numerous amount of times and scratched herself on evil thorns on bushes-it was one of those dreams where you have no control of where you go! ~I hate this stupid dream!~ Hermione grumbled mentally as she rose once again off the floor. She looked beyond the seemingly endless fog now and noticed that it looked a lot brighter and cheerier! ~Must have connected with the 'light' path then~ she walked forwards and abruptly the fog ended until it was nothing more than a whisper of mist before her eyes.
Before Hermione was a beautiful spring, with a waterfall that trickled gently down by the side of an enchanting weeping willow, 'How beautiful...' Hermione's voice wavered slightly at the sight before her, she then looked down at herself to see the shreds of her clothing left and scratches across her flawless creamy flesh, ~I hope they don't get infected...can I get an infection in a dream? Nope think LOGICALLY Hermione!~ but even under her rod-hard conscience she still fretted, looking around she noticed that no- one was there, 'I guess I could wash myself off.' Her conscience kicked in once again, 'Are you MAD! Pneumonia! H-E-L-L-O am I speaking to myself here? Well, technically 'YES' I am but-hey! Where are you going come back!~ Hermione's conscience was shuttered as she stepped forward towards the inviting water, it wasn't even cold! Deciding to disrobe and clean herself thoroughly Hermione let go of her nagging conscience and walked into the water.
As she walked up to her waist into the water she began to feel as if she was being watched, subconsciously she shielded her breasts and turned frantically around as she came face to face with a dark-haired man! Hermione's face exploded with colour as the man was evidently watching her bathe-'W-who are you?!' she cried out as she sunk deeper into the water, with no reply the man walked forwards some more muttering some words in another language, it sounded like an old form of Latin.
As the man walked nearer, his gaze intent on herself, Hermione's knees buckled as she discovered him to be as naked as her, she unconsciously shied away from his hot gaze as he grazed it over her lips, neck, breast and finally came to rest on her womanhood below the water. The dark-haired stranger walked further forwards and that propelled Hermione to take a few steps back from his finely chisled chest, 'Decorus -a-um.' Hermione had absolutely NO idea what he had said but it sounded so sensual and loving that she stepped into his warm embrace as he finally drew close to her, her hard nipples brushing against his dark-hair-peppered chest, ~If this is the friend that I'm to be with, I think I'm going to die a happy woman.~
The man smiled down at her, although she could not make out his features she knew him from somewhere and that worried and comforted her at the same time, although all thoughts were chased away from her at that moment as he bent down to obviously kiss her. As Hermione leaned in gently to await her dream-lovers kiss she felt herself being drawn away, ~hey wait! No fair!!!~ while she called out, 'When will I see you again?' the dark man replied swiftly, 'soon...'
'Whoa! What a weird dream, pleasant but still...weird. Merry Christmas my darling Crookshanks!' she crowed to her ginger cat who sat next to her bed on a chair, his replied 'meow!' was given while his head was downcast, looking at the flood by her bed. ~Oh please DON'T let it be a mouse!' Hermione shivered inwardly and plucked up the courage to just peek over the corner of her bed, 'PRESENTS!' Hermione jumped out of bed with a start. 'Oh yaaah!' she said out loud as she brought the presents up from the floor, one a beautifully wrapped purple present and the other a drab orange one- '50 points to Gryffindor if you can guess who that present was wrapped by!' it seemed funny to Hermione that the only voice she could imagine EVER saying that was Snape's! That would probably be the ONLY time he handed out ANY points! ~Why am I thinking of HIM at Christmas?~ she shook her head, all this Christmas influence must be driving me slowly mad!
While she chased away thoughts of her dream and Severus Snape she carefully stroked Harry's present through the paper, it was boxed that's for sure- Harry knew that Hermione had a way of feeling through the paper to interpret what the present were that it harboured inside. ~Damn!~ she scolded mentally, ~I guess he learnt FINALLY after all these years of being around me,~ she smiled, ~And they say I can't teach them anything-hehe! Now then if I can unwrap it a little to see what it is then I can place it back as it was and he will be none-the-wiser!~ as Hermione carefully tipped the package to unwrap a corner a voice rattled-
My seal will not be broken only by you,
I was wrapped with care and a spell that is true,
You must go downstairs and be in the presence,
Of Ron and Harry before you can open this present.
~Typical!~ Hermione grumbled to herself as she pushed aside the presents, finding the same charm on Ron's and hurried to have a shower and meet them both downstairs so that they could all go to breakfast together, then maybe she would find out what her presents were.
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In his own bed Severus Snape sat up in alarm, ~What a dream! At least it is a different turn about than the others I usually have-uh...~ flushing with embarrassment he noticed an immediate problem-in the pants department, 'Oh bugger!' he growled deeply, as he shifted out of bed his right hand brushed his throbbing erection and it pulsed longingly, 'Damnit! Am I this sexually deprived that I now rely on myself for satisfaction!' he shook his head sadly but carried on towards the bathroom where he would have to undoubtedly 'please' himself lest he scare the students with his *ehem* little Snape, which was not quite so 'little' anymore.
Once inside his bathroom Severus Snape turned on the jet of warm water and stepped under it, instantly it drew him back to the scene he had just left, breasts soft and full, beautiful legs, shapely thighs, chocolate brown eyes that were so soft and vulnerable, and lips like rosebuds, oh, if only those lips would whisper his name in need, 'Oh please!' this was the only time you will hear the Potions Master whimper and say 'please' in one sentence, his pleasure heightened as his strokes became harder, his hand now pinching gently at the head of his cock, it made it seem more like little teeth teasing him. Severus leant against the bathroom tiles as the enormous powerful surge of raw emotion ripped through him as he climaxed, he panted heavily and washed himself off before turning the shower off and beginning to dress, if only the dream of the girl had been real.
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'Can I open them now?' Hermione pleaded as the three headed down to the hall, saying 'Hello,' and 'Merry Christmas!' to Nearly-Headless-Nick on the way, 'no wait until after breakfast 'Mione' Ron scolded, but he smiled all the same. Hermione puffed up her cheeks indignantly, 'You both opened yours!' Harry chuckled and sidled closer to her, 'Yes but you never thought to put a spell on yours, imagine! Hermione Granger the world's best witch not putting a spell on her presents while her 'dunder-headed' friends did! The shock!' he nuzzled her hair as she growled, 'Haha! True Harry, but watch who your calling a 'Dunderhead' hehe' Ron snickered as they entered the hall alongside a very miffed Head-girl.
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Breakfast was the usual affair on each table, swapping of presents still was going on but mainly people were eating and smiling and exchanging 'Merry Christmas's!' All were finally quiet as Albus Dumbledore raised his hand before the pupils that remained, 'Before everyone goes about their business I'm afraid that Filch has some rather...disturbing news,' Snape suddenly appeared interested in this part, ~Figures~ Hermione thought, ~If it's about dying or attacking someone he's front-line...~ she tuned back in on Dumbledore's words as he gravely said, 'I'm afraid that due to someone's OBVIOUS prank that there *will* be lesson's this afternoon.'
The hall was in uproar! After the words had left Dumbledore's mouth students and teachers alike began to mutter darkly, many speaking of their 'day off being ruined!' 'Please calm yourselves, you will have an hour or so to unwrap your presents and thank people and fifteen more minutes break and an hour and a half at dinner so this is not REALLY punishment or else we would have made NO exceptions at all.' he sat back down with a small smile gracing his face as the students carried on talking now all excepting what was to be they were discussing the rearrangement of plans of tobogganing and snowball fights for later on.
As McGonagall passed by the tables on her way to her room to get ready for the now 'lesson' a small voice called out, 'Professor! Could we ask...what EXACTLY did someone do?' asked a third year HufflePuff, Professor McGonagall looked mildly perturbed, 'they painted one of the Headmaster's FAVOURITE Gargoyle's outside...pink.'
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Hermione sighed as her plans were ruined by all this change but she still had her presents! Ron's present was first as he pushed it eagerly towards her, with no complaint from Harry, ~Strange,~ she thought, ~they usually fight over which one to open first. She carefully opened the paper as the spell that held it sealed was broken and she peered inside, there was a note and a box of chocolates-
---If you take up this dare,
then you will see fit to grab the fortunes we share,
Take Harry's present and put it to use,
Otherwise may you be stranded on an isle with a moose!---
'That's from your brother's shop isn't it Ron?' Hermione said whilst bonking him on the head with the chocolates, 'I trust THESE are genuine though?' Ron nodded and rubbed his head at the same time-they were supposed to be SOFT centred chocolates! 'Well, then looks like if I'm to even 'attempt this dare I better open your present Harry.' Harry snickered as Hermione kissed Ron on the cheek making him blush then she proceeded to open Harry's present. As Hermione tilted it to the side to find the best way to open it **Jingle, Jingle** ~what the HELL was that?!~ Hermione gulped down nerves as she finally unwrapped her present, she gasped in outrage and embarrassment as Harry loomed over her, 'AND you MUST wear them!' Hermione fled from the room as fast as she could-presents in hand, Ron called after her, 'See you in double potions at 10:00! oh and don't forget the dare!' he and Harry laughed themselves sick while shaking their heads as people asked what was the matter with Hermione.
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Albus Dumbledore was smiling and waving at people that shouted 'Merry Christmas' to him, he was so busy that he missed a strangled gasp and a figure running from the Gryffindor table, unfortunately one did not-Severus Snape.
Snape shook his head as he saw an outraged Hermione run from the table followed by guffaws and winks from Weasley and Potter, ~I would LOVE to know what got Granger so riled! But even I am not going to CONFESS to that!~ he had to admire those two though, in all his years of teaching those three they were the ONLY two that could EVER get Granger that wound up.
Snape could actually feel goose-bumps of anticipation run down his Slytherin hide as he wondered what his next class would be like, no Malfoy since it was the holidays, and endless teasing of Granger, Potter and Weasley, not to mention poor old Neville-but since it was Christmas Snape decided the boy deserved a break and decided to narrow down on the three other usual suspects instead. ~And a VERY Merry Christmas it WILL be!~ he actually laughed at that and saw most of the students either turn pale or gasp and one even fainted!
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Hermione stood in front of the mirror as she examined herself, 'I cant BELIEVE I'm doing this! But a dare IS a dare and I will NEVER back down from one!' she scolded herself for picking friends like those two buffoons downstairs, ~Ah well at least it should be an 'interesting' potions lesson, that is if I can EVER get passed Snape!~ as Hermione moved out and down towards her potions class a faint 'Jingling' could be heard in her wake. She realised that many of the portraits were staring and a few of the male ones were leering, over the years Hermione had become...'well equipped' as it were and now she had to qualms about showing it off, she had a low neck top on under her cloak and a short skirt on, which when sitting down rode up to almost her pantyline, she huffed as she came towards the door of the potions room, she was already 5 minutes late!v ~Uh-Oh!~
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Snape was in the middle of announcing that if Neville didn't get THIS potion right he would be bottled and sold as 'bug-repellant' as Hermione Granger opened the door to his class, 'Ah Miss Granger' he purred silkily, Neville had become useless now since he was already afraid of Snape, he needed to work on new 'prey' to satisfy himself, 'Thankyou for FINALLY gracing the class with your presence! Now if you would care to sit down I will carry on with the lesson-Oh and 20 points from Gryffindor!' Snape was feeling in a particularly bad mood today and needed to vent his anger-as he had also vented his passion earlier on!
Hermione gulped and walked along the rows of students to get to her seat, jingling slightly as she went, she tried to clamp her legs together as a few students looked at her questioningly, 'WHAT is all the racket about now?!' Snape bore down on the few students that were left behind, 'I DEMAND to know WHO is responsible for all this ruckus! I will not have it in MY classroom!' Hermione gulped as a few students looked her way, turning bright red she attempted to slip from sight into her chair next to Neville who was still hyperventilating from an earlier 'Snape-Attack,' 'Miss Granger!' ~Oh please SOMEONE have mercy!~ Hermione turned to Snape, cringing as her 'bells' softly jingled once again, 'Granger...come here!'
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Harry and Ron gasped and watched as Hermione was called upon by Snape! This wasn't supposed to happen, they only did it for a bit of fun and now Hermione was going to have to explain! 'Professor I don't think-' Snape hissed (A/N:haha!) 'No, that's quite right you DONT think Potter! I'm quite glad you agree! Now SHUT UP!' Harry seethed in silence while he prayed Hermione wouldn't get in TOO much trouble!
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Snape looked evil as Hermione judged whether to actually go up or stay where she was, she decided she had to go up otherwise Snape would bust a vessel! She carefully walked towards his desk, looking as if she was desperate for- 'Miss Granger if you are in DIRE need to relieve yourself then you may go' snickers followed this, 'N-no sir, I-' Hermione was halted in her flailing sentence by a long-fingered hand raising itself, 'then why are you walking it that manner, girl? Come stand straight! I thought you were a Gryffindor! Show me what is making that noise, surely you are not a coward!' Hermione's head raised at this and she began to walk properly-the jingling could now be heard twice as loud as before **Jingle,Jingle,Jingle!** a happy noise which didn't match her attitude at present.
~Well he called a coward!~ Hermione thought angrily while she said, 'Ok, but you asked for it!' Before Snape could ask her what she meant Hermione had revealed the source of the Jingles...a pair of naughty Black-lace thongs that had two bells on the front of them and a message on the front of the thongs themselves in hot-pink, they said 'Ring my bell!' Snape promptly had a nosebleed! 'D-Detenfion miff Granguuur! Tonigtff at eighff fffirthy pwomptlyyy!' he said into his handkerchief, then with as much dignity as he could muster he announced, 'Claff difmiffed!' then he stormed off leaving behind him for the first time a class full of awe-struck students, including a very embarrassed Hermione who was adjusting her skirt once more.
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WHEW-WEEE! Hope you all enjoyed that-tommorow will be another posting so please keep yours eyes peeled for it, it contains yummy stuff, please forgive all the poetry and such I am a MENTAL poet and I absolutely love weaving poetry into a story...hmmm methinks I should do one SOLELY on poetry next-what yah think? Am I the girl for the job? hehe ^_~* well I hope the detention scene will be good in it aswell-oh and here's those Thankyou's!
decorus -a -um physically, [graceful, beautiful, comely]; morally, [proper, fit, becoming]. N. as subst. decorum -i, [propriety, grace]. Adv. decore, [fitly, becomingly].
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sAcHi kUroDa-WHOA! Calm down kiddo! If you strangle me then who's gonna write and TELL you what Harry got Hermione? Mwahaha! But anyway here's your answer!
Jessicat1982-The condom thing was a good idea but nope it's not that, I am being much *MORE* devious than usual! *GASP!* Oh no what could it be??? But hey we'll find out today! Oh and sorry about the way the chapters are set I dont have MicrosoftWord or anything like that I just have Wordpad which is utter crap! So please bare with me on this one, Sorry if the text set out is bugging you but there's nothing I can do about it. Thankyou for the 'constructive criticism' I always read reviews even if they are criticising but hey yours was a GOOD point, once again I'm sorry for the eye-strain, all I can do is buy you glasses for christmas. LOL
Potions Mistress-Merry Christmas to you too! GREAT choice of name!!! And I would LOVE to have Alan wrapped up in christmas paper and a bow for Christmas! He is TOO hot aint he? I'm glad someone else agrees!!! And thankyou for your super-cool review.
Cassandra-Well I did as you asked and I told you! Are you pleased with me? Mwahaha *EVIL!*
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Remember ppl to keep those reviews coming, Good/Bad? UTTER shite? Deserve's an award? lol. And MERRY CHRISTMAS to all! HO-HO-HO!
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P.s-The nosebleed thing had an ulterior meaning! As some know when one gets a nosebleed in Japan it signifies that they were thinking dirty thoughts! Aw Snapey-Wapey was thinking 'Naughty-Naughties' in his head! MWAHAHA! Apologies to Alan Rickman and others who find this offensive-tehee. 'But frankly my dear, I don't give a DAMN!'