A/N Well I'm sorry this took so long but I have too much work to do and not
enough time, I will try and get the chapters out with some regularity but
be aware of how busy I am. Please also suggest changes and point out ways
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Potter not me.
Oh Yeah this chapter is dedicated to Heavenstone and all the people who have reviewed my story. Thanks a lot guys.
Dance for Me by Hermia LaFaye
Madam Swann struck her cane against the floor, the noise causing the arguing pair to face her.
"Well as you both seem to be in the mood, we'll start with the argument scene"
Hermione and Severus looked at each other with wary eyes and took up their positions in the space. With a flick of her wand Madam Swann started the music playing.
Immediately Severus started to advance on Hermione, who began to run back on her pointes, then suddenly turning as Severus began to make grasps for her. Then on her next turn he lifted her and held her against him as she struggled within his grasp, her back arched away from him. They played it like this for several seconds until Hermione struggled free and ran to the edge of the space, the music stopped.
"That's very good Hermione I can see you've been practising" she turned to Severus, "Now Severus there's a few things I want to go over with you, Hermione can you come over here please"
Hermione walked over and stood patiently as Madam Swann explained to Severus what she wanted him to do.
It was over an hour later and Severus was getting cranky. They had been going over the same move for the past half an hour now, the lift and it was becoming more than he could bear to have Hermione pressed up against him for that long. He once again heard the order to repeat the move; he gave it everything he had.
He reached out to Hermione and hooking his arm around her waist he spun her up and brought her to lean against his chest, her face above his, their eyes locking.
Madam Swann clapped her hands together in delight,
"Yes that's it!" she exclaimed "Well done Severus I knew that a man of your intelligence would get it sooner or later, but I was beginning to expect it would be later"
Slowly Severus loosened his grip on Hermione and she slid down his body to the floor.
"Right I think that's enough for now, I expect you both to be here tomorrow night at the same time" and with that she left the studio.
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and walked to her bag, pulling out a bottle of water she sat down on the floor and began to drink. Drinking her fill she put the empty bottle back in her bag and began to take off her Pointe shoes. She truly loathed this part of dancing, despite the fact that she would bind her toes with Elastoplast and pad out her Pointe shoes with ouch pouches and lambs wool, her feet still ended up battered and bruised. So engrossed in the task of stripping the binding off of her feet, she didn't notice Professor Snape coming to sit beside her on the floor,
"What are you doing?" he asked
Hermione jumped slightly and looked up expecting to find a sneer on his face, but was taken aback when she found nothing but simple curiosity. Smiling slightly she answered,
"Dancing on Pointes does considerable damage to your feet, so I try to minimise that by binding my toes. It takes away some of the pressure on the joints of my toes" she paused as she unwrapped the last of the Elastoplast wincing as it came off "But as you can see it doesn't stop it completely"
Severus looked down at her toes which were bruised and swollen; some of the nails even had blood seeping out of the sides. Resolving himself he stood up,
"Come with me" he said
"Why?" she asked, puzzlement clouding her features
"I have some salve in my quarters that will clear up the damage to your toes" and with that he began to walk off. When he realised she wasn't following he turned and eyed her,
"Well get a move on girl, I haven't got all day"
Hermione quickly grabbed her things and scrambled after him.
They reached his office and once inside he led her through a small door hidden behind a tapestry into his private quarters. Gesturing to a rather comfy looking couch he told her to make herself at home.
Hermione sat down and surveyed her surroundings; his quarters had a surprisingly homely feel to them. There were books scattered everywhere, parchments piled up in every nook and cranny and on the walls there were small framed paintings. It was unsurprisingly decked out in dark green, 'Oh well' she mused what other colour scheme would the head of slytherin have in his living space.
Hermione's gaze shifted to the books piled at her side and she picked one off the top of the pile. She opened it up and soon became engrossed.
Severus soon found what he was looking for, he pull the jar down from the shelf and paused lost in his thoughts. He wasn't quite sure what was going on, there was something about her, something that gave him an aching need, a longing. He knew it was inappropriate; after all, he was her Potions Professor. But he hadn't felt like this for such a long time, he knew that this thing would never come to seed. After all what women in their right mind would want to settle down with him. He shook the thought out of his head as he slipped back into the room.
He smiled slightly at the sight that greeted him; Hermione curled up on his couch engrossed in one of his many books. Not wanting to disturb her he placed the jar on the table beside her and began to make tea for them both. Setting the cup down beside her, he sat down and coughed slightly.
Hermione jumped and looked up and saw Severus regarding her with a wry smile,
"Sorry, I just like books" she said blushing slightly
"Don't apologise Ms Granger, it's a refreshing change to see in someone of your age" he said whilst taking a sip of his tea
"Professor, I'm not like people my age, I never have been. People my age don't fight in wars and people my age don't win those wars" she said quietly
There was silence as both contemplated her words; it was Severus who spoke first.
"I do realise that your adolescent was....extreme to say the least Ms Granger, but despite all you've been through. Your behaviour is still admirable, most who have been through what you have use it to justify outlandish behaviour and immaturity stating it as part of the recovery process. But you see it a part of your life and nothing more"
He took another sip of his tea awaiting her answer.
Hermione looked at him,
"What do you see it as Professor?" she asked
Severus stared down into his teacup,
"I see my involvement as nothing more than I deserved"
Hermione looked up in shock and stared at him, his last statement hanging heavy in the air. She shook her head and sighing heavily she drank the last of her tea and stood up.
"Well thank you for the salve and the tea but I have to go now, I have an essay that I have to do"
Severus stood and showed her to the door,
"Your quite welcome Ms Granger, I'll see you tomorrow"
She nodded and walked out the door.
Oh Yeah this chapter is dedicated to Heavenstone and all the people who have reviewed my story. Thanks a lot guys.
Dance for Me by Hermia LaFaye
Madam Swann struck her cane against the floor, the noise causing the arguing pair to face her.
"Well as you both seem to be in the mood, we'll start with the argument scene"
Hermione and Severus looked at each other with wary eyes and took up their positions in the space. With a flick of her wand Madam Swann started the music playing.
Immediately Severus started to advance on Hermione, who began to run back on her pointes, then suddenly turning as Severus began to make grasps for her. Then on her next turn he lifted her and held her against him as she struggled within his grasp, her back arched away from him. They played it like this for several seconds until Hermione struggled free and ran to the edge of the space, the music stopped.
"That's very good Hermione I can see you've been practising" she turned to Severus, "Now Severus there's a few things I want to go over with you, Hermione can you come over here please"
Hermione walked over and stood patiently as Madam Swann explained to Severus what she wanted him to do.
It was over an hour later and Severus was getting cranky. They had been going over the same move for the past half an hour now, the lift and it was becoming more than he could bear to have Hermione pressed up against him for that long. He once again heard the order to repeat the move; he gave it everything he had.
He reached out to Hermione and hooking his arm around her waist he spun her up and brought her to lean against his chest, her face above his, their eyes locking.
Madam Swann clapped her hands together in delight,
"Yes that's it!" she exclaimed "Well done Severus I knew that a man of your intelligence would get it sooner or later, but I was beginning to expect it would be later"
Slowly Severus loosened his grip on Hermione and she slid down his body to the floor.
"Right I think that's enough for now, I expect you both to be here tomorrow night at the same time" and with that she left the studio.
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and walked to her bag, pulling out a bottle of water she sat down on the floor and began to drink. Drinking her fill she put the empty bottle back in her bag and began to take off her Pointe shoes. She truly loathed this part of dancing, despite the fact that she would bind her toes with Elastoplast and pad out her Pointe shoes with ouch pouches and lambs wool, her feet still ended up battered and bruised. So engrossed in the task of stripping the binding off of her feet, she didn't notice Professor Snape coming to sit beside her on the floor,
"What are you doing?" he asked
Hermione jumped slightly and looked up expecting to find a sneer on his face, but was taken aback when she found nothing but simple curiosity. Smiling slightly she answered,
"Dancing on Pointes does considerable damage to your feet, so I try to minimise that by binding my toes. It takes away some of the pressure on the joints of my toes" she paused as she unwrapped the last of the Elastoplast wincing as it came off "But as you can see it doesn't stop it completely"
Severus looked down at her toes which were bruised and swollen; some of the nails even had blood seeping out of the sides. Resolving himself he stood up,
"Come with me" he said
"Why?" she asked, puzzlement clouding her features
"I have some salve in my quarters that will clear up the damage to your toes" and with that he began to walk off. When he realised she wasn't following he turned and eyed her,
"Well get a move on girl, I haven't got all day"
Hermione quickly grabbed her things and scrambled after him.
They reached his office and once inside he led her through a small door hidden behind a tapestry into his private quarters. Gesturing to a rather comfy looking couch he told her to make herself at home.
Hermione sat down and surveyed her surroundings; his quarters had a surprisingly homely feel to them. There were books scattered everywhere, parchments piled up in every nook and cranny and on the walls there were small framed paintings. It was unsurprisingly decked out in dark green, 'Oh well' she mused what other colour scheme would the head of slytherin have in his living space.
Hermione's gaze shifted to the books piled at her side and she picked one off the top of the pile. She opened it up and soon became engrossed.
Severus soon found what he was looking for, he pull the jar down from the shelf and paused lost in his thoughts. He wasn't quite sure what was going on, there was something about her, something that gave him an aching need, a longing. He knew it was inappropriate; after all, he was her Potions Professor. But he hadn't felt like this for such a long time, he knew that this thing would never come to seed. After all what women in their right mind would want to settle down with him. He shook the thought out of his head as he slipped back into the room.
He smiled slightly at the sight that greeted him; Hermione curled up on his couch engrossed in one of his many books. Not wanting to disturb her he placed the jar on the table beside her and began to make tea for them both. Setting the cup down beside her, he sat down and coughed slightly.
Hermione jumped and looked up and saw Severus regarding her with a wry smile,
"Sorry, I just like books" she said blushing slightly
"Don't apologise Ms Granger, it's a refreshing change to see in someone of your age" he said whilst taking a sip of his tea
"Professor, I'm not like people my age, I never have been. People my age don't fight in wars and people my age don't win those wars" she said quietly
There was silence as both contemplated her words; it was Severus who spoke first.
"I do realise that your adolescent was....extreme to say the least Ms Granger, but despite all you've been through. Your behaviour is still admirable, most who have been through what you have use it to justify outlandish behaviour and immaturity stating it as part of the recovery process. But you see it a part of your life and nothing more"
He took another sip of his tea awaiting her answer.
Hermione looked at him,
"What do you see it as Professor?" she asked
Severus stared down into his teacup,
"I see my involvement as nothing more than I deserved"
Hermione looked up in shock and stared at him, his last statement hanging heavy in the air. She shook her head and sighing heavily she drank the last of her tea and stood up.
"Well thank you for the salve and the tea but I have to go now, I have an essay that I have to do"
Severus stood and showed her to the door,
"Your quite welcome Ms Granger, I'll see you tomorrow"
She nodded and walked out the door.