~~His hand raised up, and to her surprise, did not brush her away, but
rested on hers. His hand was cool and unexpectedly soft and gentle, and his
touch was tender. At this contact, Hermione's heart just about exploded out
of her chest. She was sure he must hear it through her robes. She inched
even closer to him, seeing the almost invisible flecks of gold speckled
through his stormy eyes. Hermione didn't have a clue what was going to
happen next. Well, actually, she knew what she wanted to happen, but how
she was going to go about it was somewhat problematic. Before she could
even muster up the courage to cross what little space parted them, he had
leaned in gracefully and pressed his cool lips against hers. ~~
Chapter 6
//Oh my God, ohmyGod, ohmyGod, ohmyGod!!// Hermione screamed in her head. //What the hell is happening!! I'm snogging my Potions Professor!! Okay, good thing, but still.//
When she felt his lips pressed against hers, she barely had time to process the information in her head before she found herself giving in to the kiss. All of her pain and stress and frustration shot from her lips into him as she poured out all of the pain she had been feeling. Every nerve ending in Hermione's skin was aware of him, his strong hand on the small of her back, the was his midnight hair sighed around his face and in front of his eyes.
His mystery was intoxicating. She felt her own touch becoming more insistent, and her hands reached around him and pulled him to her. Her fingertips curled themselves in the fine hairs at the base of his neck and she had the sudden sensation of a beseeching tongue at her lips, pleading for admittance. Gladly complying, Hermione shuddered at the shocks of blue electricity that shot through her body-all the way down the very tips of her toes.
He tasted like she thought he would-real, honest, vital-and so much more. She opened her heavily lidded eyes and stared up at the handsome face before her, almost giggling at the way his dark eyes blurred together when she couldn't pick one to focus on. Noticing her rather rapid and shallow breathing, Hermione pressed against him, insistently she wanted as much of her body touching his as possible. The ensuing moan that escaped his lips was muffled by hers, and she felt his sensuous hands travel to ensnare her waist. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and sucked on it for a moment, savoring it's flavor and evoking some shivers herself.
When she relinquished the ravaged flesh to it's owner, the Potions Master proceeded to slide his cool lips slowly and deliberately along her jaw. He nipped at her earlobe, and she unconsciously let out a passionate cry.
"Oh gods, Professor. mmmm, don't stop!"
As soon as the words crossed her lips, Snape wrenched himself away away, emitting a choking sound. He stared at Hermione with such horror and shame in his eyes that she wanted to cry.
"No. no, no, no!!" he stammered and backed away, almost looking frightened. He turned and fled the dungeons, leaving a disheveled and confused Hermione alone and the cold stone floor of his office.
She sat for a moment and replayed the previous events in her mind.
//What just happened?// she asked herself. //Why does every guy who's ever looked at me (besides Harry and Ron) turn and run the other way?//
Hermione hugged her knees to her chest and stared at her wavering reflection in the tiny window, one solitary tear glistening down her left cheek.
//I knew it was too good to be true,// she bitterly told the girl staring back at her. With one last heaving sigh, she pulled herself up and trudged to her rooms for more comfortable solitude.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Given that is had been a very long night for Hermione, by the time morning showed itself, she had had plenty of time to think. Snape had kissed her back, and with passion and depth. This had her convinced that he did want her. He really did. He just didn't want to want her. There was a glimmer of hope on the horizon.
Hermione Granger had never ever been one to give up on something, and now that everything had happened, she wasn't going to give up on their project, or on the Potions Master. //Ha ha, that's almost laughable!// she giggled to herself. //Brainy, conservative Hermione seducing the old, irritated professor.// *That* would be a challenge.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
"So, Herm, how'd the bi project thing go last night with Professor Snape?" Ron asked, trying to fish for any information.
Turning to face her friend at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, Hermione reached into her brain for a worthy fib. "It went great when we started," she stated, avoiding any details, but not exactly lying either, "But I'm not so sure we're getting the amount of work done that we should be." A little wry smile formed on the outer corners of her lips.
"O-kay then. Whatever you say Hermione. Good luck.," Ron replied, going back to his food. He stopped with his pumpkin juice halfway to his mouth. "Is the bastard totally unbearable?"
"He's not that bad," Hermione answered, and chuckled to herself. When Ron resumed eating, Hermione glanced up to the high table and saw Professor Snape. He was complaining loudly to Dumbledore about something. The food, she guessed. She wondered how he could still seem so severe when he was whining about cherry Popsicles. That was Dumbledore's new fascination, much to many of the professors' irritation. Personally, Hermione found it hilarious. Looking back at the Potions Master, she saw him grumbling under his breath and as he looked up at her, she turned away with a sly smile on her face. An idea had manifested in her head, and it was so uncharacteristic of her, but she thought, //What the hell. It really can't do any harm.//
She could feel his penetrating eyes on her even without looking back up. She carefully chose a Popsicle from the platter, and brought it to her lips. Gently sliding the tip of the ice between her lips, she sucked it and taste the distinct flavor surge into her mouth. Hermione released the tip, slowly and blatantly running her tongue along the side. Then, doing as she had seen Ginny demonstrate countless times to Lavender and Parvati, she slid her lips over the whole red Popsicle, feeling the chills hit the back of her throat. She leisurely slid the flavored ice in and out of her mouth, relishing the feel of her red stained lips gliding across the matching cherry surface.
Turning to glance up at the Potions professor, she was delighted to see him staring at her with a lump in his throat and unable to turn his gaze away. Enjoying her fun, Hermione stared straight at him and gradually slid the Popsicle back between her lips, lightly take the tip between her teeth. With a sudden clip, she bit down, neatly severing the end of the ice from the stick. She almost burst into hysterics at the look on Snape face as she dismembered part of the Popsicle, he almost chocked on his pumpkin juice. It was a perfect moment.
Deciding to save the moment, Hermione stood up from the table, leaving her half devoured Popsicle on her plate, and walked out of the Great Hall with a satisfied smile on her face. Harry and Ron stared after her with astonished looks on their faces, mouths hanging open at their friend's unexpected display. //Mission accomplished.// Hermione thought to herself with glee. //Tonight should be interesting.//
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
A/N: Thanks SOOOOOOOOOO (etc) much to all who review. My deepest apologies for taking so long to post, finals, and computer problems are evoking many bad words recently. Please feel free to yell and scream and stomp your feet in passionate anger at me, I shouldn't have left off the last chapter where I did, but I was intending on posting the next part right away, honestly I was!!!!!! Anyways, I'm having unbelievable fun writing this. Please Review!!
Sara-Lady-Dalian: thanks! I'm super glad you like the story so far. And the fact that hamsters do indeed have toenails, It put my mind at ease, I can sleep now. ;D
Severus Snape: I will definitly try and live up to my R rating, that's what it's there for!! *wink wink*
Tracy: Thanks for stickin with me here! I'm sorry I didn't get this chapter out as soon as you'd hoped. I hope it's lived up to your expectations.
Potions Mistress: More vague. Got it. I honestly knew that, I just had one of those mind blanks for a number of days. but thanks for pointing that out. that's always appreciated!
plastic: hehe, I like the name. but I'm happy you liked the story do far!!
SeverusSnape: sorry, if I could skip school and screw finals I really would. but as it is, that just isn't possible. but I will write as often as possible, I promise!!
Hexmeisterin: Thanks!! I will keep writing, although it may take me a while to get these $#*@ computer glitches sorted out. so I will update as often as possible, and I will love it more than you could imagine if you keep reviewing!!
Chapter 6
//Oh my God, ohmyGod, ohmyGod, ohmyGod!!// Hermione screamed in her head. //What the hell is happening!! I'm snogging my Potions Professor!! Okay, good thing, but still.//
When she felt his lips pressed against hers, she barely had time to process the information in her head before she found herself giving in to the kiss. All of her pain and stress and frustration shot from her lips into him as she poured out all of the pain she had been feeling. Every nerve ending in Hermione's skin was aware of him, his strong hand on the small of her back, the was his midnight hair sighed around his face and in front of his eyes.
His mystery was intoxicating. She felt her own touch becoming more insistent, and her hands reached around him and pulled him to her. Her fingertips curled themselves in the fine hairs at the base of his neck and she had the sudden sensation of a beseeching tongue at her lips, pleading for admittance. Gladly complying, Hermione shuddered at the shocks of blue electricity that shot through her body-all the way down the very tips of her toes.
He tasted like she thought he would-real, honest, vital-and so much more. She opened her heavily lidded eyes and stared up at the handsome face before her, almost giggling at the way his dark eyes blurred together when she couldn't pick one to focus on. Noticing her rather rapid and shallow breathing, Hermione pressed against him, insistently she wanted as much of her body touching his as possible. The ensuing moan that escaped his lips was muffled by hers, and she felt his sensuous hands travel to ensnare her waist. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and sucked on it for a moment, savoring it's flavor and evoking some shivers herself.
When she relinquished the ravaged flesh to it's owner, the Potions Master proceeded to slide his cool lips slowly and deliberately along her jaw. He nipped at her earlobe, and she unconsciously let out a passionate cry.
"Oh gods, Professor. mmmm, don't stop!"
As soon as the words crossed her lips, Snape wrenched himself away away, emitting a choking sound. He stared at Hermione with such horror and shame in his eyes that she wanted to cry.
"No. no, no, no!!" he stammered and backed away, almost looking frightened. He turned and fled the dungeons, leaving a disheveled and confused Hermione alone and the cold stone floor of his office.
She sat for a moment and replayed the previous events in her mind.
//What just happened?// she asked herself. //Why does every guy who's ever looked at me (besides Harry and Ron) turn and run the other way?//
Hermione hugged her knees to her chest and stared at her wavering reflection in the tiny window, one solitary tear glistening down her left cheek.
//I knew it was too good to be true,// she bitterly told the girl staring back at her. With one last heaving sigh, she pulled herself up and trudged to her rooms for more comfortable solitude.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Given that is had been a very long night for Hermione, by the time morning showed itself, she had had plenty of time to think. Snape had kissed her back, and with passion and depth. This had her convinced that he did want her. He really did. He just didn't want to want her. There was a glimmer of hope on the horizon.
Hermione Granger had never ever been one to give up on something, and now that everything had happened, she wasn't going to give up on their project, or on the Potions Master. //Ha ha, that's almost laughable!// she giggled to herself. //Brainy, conservative Hermione seducing the old, irritated professor.// *That* would be a challenge.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
"So, Herm, how'd the bi project thing go last night with Professor Snape?" Ron asked, trying to fish for any information.
Turning to face her friend at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, Hermione reached into her brain for a worthy fib. "It went great when we started," she stated, avoiding any details, but not exactly lying either, "But I'm not so sure we're getting the amount of work done that we should be." A little wry smile formed on the outer corners of her lips.
"O-kay then. Whatever you say Hermione. Good luck.," Ron replied, going back to his food. He stopped with his pumpkin juice halfway to his mouth. "Is the bastard totally unbearable?"
"He's not that bad," Hermione answered, and chuckled to herself. When Ron resumed eating, Hermione glanced up to the high table and saw Professor Snape. He was complaining loudly to Dumbledore about something. The food, she guessed. She wondered how he could still seem so severe when he was whining about cherry Popsicles. That was Dumbledore's new fascination, much to many of the professors' irritation. Personally, Hermione found it hilarious. Looking back at the Potions Master, she saw him grumbling under his breath and as he looked up at her, she turned away with a sly smile on her face. An idea had manifested in her head, and it was so uncharacteristic of her, but she thought, //What the hell. It really can't do any harm.//
She could feel his penetrating eyes on her even without looking back up. She carefully chose a Popsicle from the platter, and brought it to her lips. Gently sliding the tip of the ice between her lips, she sucked it and taste the distinct flavor surge into her mouth. Hermione released the tip, slowly and blatantly running her tongue along the side. Then, doing as she had seen Ginny demonstrate countless times to Lavender and Parvati, she slid her lips over the whole red Popsicle, feeling the chills hit the back of her throat. She leisurely slid the flavored ice in and out of her mouth, relishing the feel of her red stained lips gliding across the matching cherry surface.
Turning to glance up at the Potions professor, she was delighted to see him staring at her with a lump in his throat and unable to turn his gaze away. Enjoying her fun, Hermione stared straight at him and gradually slid the Popsicle back between her lips, lightly take the tip between her teeth. With a sudden clip, she bit down, neatly severing the end of the ice from the stick. She almost burst into hysterics at the look on Snape face as she dismembered part of the Popsicle, he almost chocked on his pumpkin juice. It was a perfect moment.
Deciding to save the moment, Hermione stood up from the table, leaving her half devoured Popsicle on her plate, and walked out of the Great Hall with a satisfied smile on her face. Harry and Ron stared after her with astonished looks on their faces, mouths hanging open at their friend's unexpected display. //Mission accomplished.// Hermione thought to herself with glee. //Tonight should be interesting.//
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
A/N: Thanks SOOOOOOOOOO (etc) much to all who review. My deepest apologies for taking so long to post, finals, and computer problems are evoking many bad words recently. Please feel free to yell and scream and stomp your feet in passionate anger at me, I shouldn't have left off the last chapter where I did, but I was intending on posting the next part right away, honestly I was!!!!!! Anyways, I'm having unbelievable fun writing this. Please Review!!
Sara-Lady-Dalian: thanks! I'm super glad you like the story so far. And the fact that hamsters do indeed have toenails, It put my mind at ease, I can sleep now. ;D
Severus Snape: I will definitly try and live up to my R rating, that's what it's there for!! *wink wink*
Tracy: Thanks for stickin with me here! I'm sorry I didn't get this chapter out as soon as you'd hoped. I hope it's lived up to your expectations.
Potions Mistress: More vague. Got it. I honestly knew that, I just had one of those mind blanks for a number of days. but thanks for pointing that out. that's always appreciated!
plastic: hehe, I like the name. but I'm happy you liked the story do far!!
SeverusSnape: sorry, if I could skip school and screw finals I really would. but as it is, that just isn't possible. but I will write as often as possible, I promise!!
Hexmeisterin: Thanks!! I will keep writing, although it may take me a while to get these $#*@ computer glitches sorted out. so I will update as often as possible, and I will love it more than you could imagine if you keep reviewing!!