Dancing Shoes: Fancy Footwork
By: The Duck
A/n: WOW! I'm so shocked and very pleased to have gotten so many reviews for the first chapter. I hope that everyone who reviewed the last chapter will review this also and new readers are always welcome! G So everybody enjoy!
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Ginny rolled her eyes at Hermione who was still lying unconscious in the middle of the Great Hall. Several students were watching their Head Girl with much curiosity. Ginny who noticed this as she looked for help to wake Hermione up said rather jokingly.
"Honestly Hermione, You're making a scene. Is this any kind of example for the underclassmen." She said as she stood over Hermione with a disapproving look on her features.
It was at this time that Hermione gave a soft groan and blinked the sleep away from her eyes. She gazed around at the rest of the students with a confused look on her face. What the heck am I doing on the floor? She thought to herself looked around. She raised a hand to the back of her head where she had hit it. "Ow, my poor head." She said as she gently massaged it for a minute until, suddenly she remembered what had caused her to faint in the first place. Her expression changed from one of pain to one of absolute horror.
"Of all the teachers it had to be SNAPE! I didn't sign up for this!" She exclaimed as she slowly stood up and went over to sit at the Gryffindor Table with Ginny, Ron and Harry.
Ginny gave her a look of barely contained amusement as she sat down next to her at the table ignoring the confused looks they got from several students. Ginny stifled a snort of laughter as she said. "Actually Hermione, you did sign up for this." She reminded Hermione as she took a sip of icy cold and refreshing Orange Juice. Ginny was barely able to take a small sip before she set down her silver goblet and let a fit of giggles to control over her. The giggles only stopped when Hermione gave her an ice-cold glare, which plainly stated it – isn't – that – funny.
Hermione was about to say something when Dumbledore cleared his throat behind the two girls. Ginny and Hermione turned around to see a smiling Professor Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye. "I just wanted to tell you, Miss Weasley. That I will want you to come to my office at & 7:00 after dinner to work on our … collaboration.' He said with a bright smile at the two young Gryffindors. "I trust you know where the entrance is, Miss Weasley?" Ginny nodded the affirmative and Dumbledore continued. "The new password is Chocolate Frog." He said before he left the Great Hall walking at a leisurely pace.
Hermione had gone back to her breakfast and had been munching away on a piece of buttered toast when she heard the soft rustle of robes behind her. She half turned her head expecting to see one of the students asking her a question. Instead she found herself face to face with Severus Snape, actually it was more like stomach to face but you get the picture. "Miss Granger, I'll be expecting you in my office immediately following dinner." He said in a voice that was like liquid velvet and it definitely was not to be argued with. "Yes, Professor." She stated simply with little enthusiasm. "Oh, and Miss Granger." She turned back to face him once more. "As lovely as your current shoes are." She said giving a quick glance at her shoes, which happened to be high heels. "I suggest you wear your Dancing Shoes later." He said with a smirk on his face and a deadly sarcasm in his tone. Hermione glared at his back as he swiftly and silently exited the Great Hall, Hermione took a rather violent bite of her buttered toast thinking all the while that she had bite off more than she could chew.
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Hermione stood outside of Snape's Office door dressed in her comfortable Muggle stretch pants with a plain back T – shirt and her old pair of plain white Nike sneakers on her feet. She gave two crisp and professional knocks, which got her the response of "Come In." She turned the handle and walked in and glanced around the room. It looked the same way as last time she had seen it which had been during her second year. A door on the left side of the room was left wide open and she heard Snape's voice call her to enter this unknown room. She walked in and looked around. This room was very plain it's walls were unadorned with decoration of any kind and the only pieces of furniture were pushed all into one corner leaving a large empty space take up by a small device which look very similar to a Muggle Music player. She turned and saw Snape pushing the last bit of furniture into a corner with the others. Her back was toward and she took in his appearance. Very stylish muggle jeans and a plain black T –shirt that was just a little bit tighter than her own and left very little to be imagined of his chest. He bent over a little more to give the piece of final push. During this time Hermione couldn't resist checking out his butt. She was surprised; it looked like a model's butt. They kind she wouldn't mind giving a squeeze to. She shook her head violently chasing that thought away and filing it in the dusty folder in the back of her mind labeled Things To Confess on Death Bed. Snape turned to her with a small smile on his face for some unknown reason he flicked his wand and a lively Spanish beat filled the room. "I figured we'd start with some free style practicing before decide what kind of dance moves we're going to use." He said walking up to her and offering his hands. She placed her smaller hands in his larger hands and within minutes they were whirling around the room with shocking grace.
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Several hours later Hermone made her way up the stairs she was sweaty tired and her feet were really hurting. She muttered the password and made her way to her private bathroom she quickly took a quick shower washing away the sweat from her body. She dried off and threw on some comfortable pajamas, and climbed into bed thinking that she had definitely under estimated Snape in several categories including, sexiness and gracefulness. Normally these thoughts would have disturbed her beyond all reason but she shrugged saying she was too tired to care and merely rolled over in bed and fell asleep.
A/n: Gotta love the chemistry! The whole Snape with a cute butt idea came during Math class which personally I find very disturbing! Let's just say I'm not thinking of MATH during math class. PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!
