Hermione made her way up to Gryffindor tower, only to be stopped by Draco.
"Good evening, Hermione." He said, grabbing one of her hands, raising it to his lips and brushing a gentle kiss on the back of it. "And what is a gorgeous creature such as yourself up to?"
Hermione eyed him suspiciously. "I was doing some research for Professor Snape and need something from my room." She replied.
"You know, I really envied him these past few days." Draco admitted. "I would have liked to know what was going on in that mind of yours."
"Especially after last night?" She asked before she could stop herself. He snickered.
"Yes." He answered honestly. "Especially after last night." He reached a hand up to her hair, lifting a lock, and allowing it to slither through his fingers. "I'm afraid that I blame myself." She looked at him with surprise. "If I hadn't been so busy acting like the giddy, horny teen, we could have really gotten off on the right foot."
"You mean you could've gotten laid." She said bluntly.
He shook his head. "I deserved that. I'd like to make it up to you." He said in a deep murmur. "I was really being a pig, and I would like to make amends."
'All right Draco. I don't know what your game is, but I'll play along. . .for now.' She thought. "And how do you propose to do that?"
"Will you meet me in the room beside the one that we usually meet in?" Draco asked. "Tomorrow before dinner."
"Okay." Hermione replied. "On the left or the right side?"
"Right side. Remember." Draco said, tapping his index finger to his head, and he walked away.
~@~
'What the hell does he want?' An angry thought flowed through the head of the potions master. 'Hasn't he learned to leave her alone?'
Snape was waiting for Hermione to return from her rooms. She mentioned a book that she had borrowed from the library and was reading. She left it there before breakfast and forgot to pick it up before she came to his office for more research. Snape was just beginning to be honest with himself. He didn't really want to wait for the end of the year (although he would), and he was jealous when Hermione was near Draco. Draco was obviously in some pursuit of the young and beautiful Hermione Granger. He would make sure that Draco did not taint her.
At least Snape would be able to keep Hermione around him for longer periods of time. All in the name of 'research', of course. He still wanted to do a few more 'experiments' before he told her that they were a success. A nagging little voice in the back of his head told him that he really was full of it, but he squashed it best he could. He decided that he would tell her tomorrow. There was still one more experiment that he wanted to try.
~@~
Hermione headed back up to her room after completing the research for the first of the three curses. The first day was spent on a brief introduction to all three unforgivables, and finally, they determined which one would be the easiest to work on - Imperio. She had spent the days after doing research on that curse, while Severus spent the time conducting his experiments on the potions accident. She had a feeling that he wasn't telling her something, but didn't want to question it. She already pushed her luck far enough everyday with her sarcasm that sometimes matched his own. If it weren't for the fact that they had been working together so well, he may have deducted points and told her to leave immediately.
She gave the password to the portrait in front of the common room, and made her way inside. She gave Harry and Ron passing waves as she headed towards her room.
"Hey 'Mione. Wait!" She heard Harry call.
"Yes Harry?" She asked.
"Well, we haven't seen much of you for awhile now, and were wondering if you would like to join us for another game of truth or dare." Harry invited, hopefully.
"You guys know I don't like to play that." She replied. "And I would've figured that you would get that message the last couple of times that we played.
Harry blushed a bit. "Well, we won't force you to play if you don't want to, but we just want to see you. You know, see what you've been up to these past few days."
"Well, I can't do that right now. I have to catch up on my studying. How 'bout we all get together and do something this weekend?" She said.
"All right." Harry replied, rather disappointed, but glad that she would at least hang out with them on the weekend. "But if you try to conveniently forget about it, Ron and I will drag you out of your room kicking and screaming." Than he gave her a dangerous look. "I'm sure that Draco wouldn't mind."
She smiled at him, nodded, and made her way up to her room.
~@~
No, dear readers. Snape has not been wasting the time since he discovered what made the potion explode. He's actually been working on fine tuning said potion. Snape had now discovered an element that could manipulate the potion so that the person they wished to hear did not have to be in the room, and they did not have to have their visual focus on that person. Now, all it took was a bit of thought.
Snape was more than happy with this discovery. Now, if he wanted to hear someone's thoughts, he didn't have to worry about any questions they may have had regarding what he was ingesting. But tomorrow, his secret would be out. Tomorrow, he would inform Hermione and Albus what the potion now did and how it worked. Tomorrow, it would be the start of the potion being used for a good cause amongst Aurors and wizarding investigators.
But tonight, it would serve up some entertainment for a horny, 30 something man. (Well, later it may be used for some other horny toads, but tonight was all him!!) Waiting until he was sure that Hermione would be near or in the Gryffindor tower, he concentrated on her, and took the potion. He made sure that he took it in his own quarters, just in case anything. . .untoward happened.
A few moments after he took the potion, he began to hear the slight whisper of a thought, and sure enough, it sounded like Hermione. She was now working on her homework. It appeared that she was still up to date on everything, despite the amount of time she spent in his company. She continued to work uninterrupted for a while, and Snape was beginning to get a bit bored. Finally, he could sense her snapping her book closed, and she gave a tired sigh. 'Finally, I can hear what goes on in her mind when no one is around.' He thought.
He looked at the time, and noticed that it was past 2 am. Still being a teacher, he thought that perhaps he should allow her to work on her own assignments more throughout the week.
Back to being the horny guy, he sensed her stretching, and could feel her relief at the cracking being produced as she did so. She walked over to an area in her room, and began to change for bed, he guessed.
'Damn house elves. Took my flannel tee. That one is sooooo comfortable. What am I going to wear instead?' She was searching through her drawers.
'What in the hell? Is that. . .a teddy?' Snape's ears perked up (despite the fact that it wouldn't help him hear her thoughts any better). 'A teddy? She's got a teddy? Ooooh! What colour, I wonder.' He thought to himself.
'Must've been from Ron. It's orange.' She thought, unknowingly answering Snape's question. 'Oh yeah! That was his gag gift for my birthday!'
"Ugh. Doesn't Weasley have better taste than that?" Snape asked out loud. He was in his quarters. Who would know?
'Ah! Here we go. I knew I had another flannel top here.' Snape felt a bit disappointed. Well, if she knew he was in her thoughts, she might be thinking something a bit more. . .
'Too bad it's such a loose tank. Almost makes my boobs fall out.' BINGO!!
'Now, where are my fleece pants?' She asked herself. 'Damnit! The house elves took them too!' She searched a bit more in her drawers. 'I know I have something in here.' A few more moments. 'Damnit! I only have these shorts. They don't even cover my whole butt! Ugh! I might as well sleep naked!'
"Not that I would mind, Hermione." Snape said to himself.
She began to remove her clothing for the night, and changed into the shorts and tank. She brushed her teeth and hair, and washed her face. Giving herself a final look in the mirror, she thought, 'Geez! I look like such a skank in these clothes. Maybe I should wear them for Draco and just tease him mercilessly. All looky looky, no touchy touchy.' She laughed to herself.
At the thought of Draco, Snape's attention momentarily drifted to the boy. 'Draco. Why Draco?' He thought to himself.
'OH YEAH!' He heard a breathless exclamation. 'Oh yeah! Just like that! Work it! Work it!' The male voice began to rise in pitch. It took a few moments for Snape to realize who it was. It was Draco! It seemed that the new potion not only gave the ability to focus on one's thoughts, but also allowed the drinker to switch to another's thoughts by changing their concentration to the new subject.
'Almost there!' Draco said, as he became more breathless. 'YEEESS!'
'AHHHHH! Hermione! Hermione!' His mind yelled, and he was brought back to the Gryffindor tower.
She was finally ready for bed, she sank under the covers with a contented sigh. 'Thank Merlin for the fireplace.' She thought. 'Otherwise I'd freeze!' She closed her eyes and began to drift. Snape sighed with immense relief.
~@~
Hermione's dream began in the library (I know. . .a bit overused. But it's still Hermione!). She was reading a book from the restricted section, but she couldn't understand what she was reading. She got up from her table, and made her way out of the library, passing the Great Hall, and making her way down the dungeon steps. She thought that she would go into the potions classroom, but her dream self just kept walking. It reached a portrait of Salazar Slytherin, and she uttered a password, 'Seductor Semper', and walked behind the portrait as it opened.
"Professor?" She called out. Snape decided he might be able to have some fun with this.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" He responded.
"Where are you?" She asked.
He came out, wearing a pair of black pants, no shirt, and a house robe draped loosely on his shoulders. Hermione stood wide-eyed. 'YEOW!' She thought. That man's voice could do so much to you, but the way he looked right now. His hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, his eyes just as smoldering as she remembered them, his chest was lean and hard, and he walked around in his bare feet along the carpets on the floor. He looked absolutely. . .delish!
"Miss Granger?" He asked. "Was there something you needed?" He gave her a knowing look, his voice deepening. He approached her, she was still unable to move or take her eyes off him, and he stopped a few inches from her. "Was there something I could," And he looked her in the eyes, tracing his finger down her cheek, her shoulder, and her arm, "do for you?" He whispered.
"Um. . .I was wondering," She tried to get her voice to work for her, but it just wouldn't.
"Yes?" He asked, brushing his lips across her forehead, down her cheeks, along her jawbone, finally bringing his eyes to meet hers again, lips only a few inches apart.
"Oh! Screw it!" She said, letting the book she was holding drop to the floor. She brought both her hands up behind his neck, and pulled his lips down to meet hers. The kiss was hard and passionate, and Snape brought his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. When they finally pulled slightly apart, since they were rather attached to oxygen, they were breathing heavily.
"Did you mean that, Hermione?" He said, voice making her shiver.
"Mean what?" She asked, somewhat confused, but still quite out of breath.
He gave her a mischievous smile. "Were you really wondering if you could screw it?" He asked playfully.
"Well," She started, smiling back. "I was thinking something else, but now I am." She said.
"Well, you can, if you want to." He replied, and pulled her back to him hard. He nipped at her bottom lip as she whimpered, and he pulled them both towards his bedroom. The fire automatically lit up as he closed the door, and pushed her roughly against it. She didn't mind the treatment, and continued to nip at his own lips, rotating her hips against his. He began to trail from her lips, down her jaw, and finally her neck, resting in a spot near her shoulders, and began to suck hard. He brought his hands down her sides, past her waist, and pulled her hips to him. Just as he was about to bring his hands to her thighs, the dream abruptly ended.
'What the hell was that?' He heard her ask, her breathing just as ragged as his own, he noticed. 'And how the hell do I do that again?'
He was shocked. . .but a good kind of shocked. Her thoughts began to drift again as the potion wore off. It was than that he noticed his own *ahem* reactions to the dream.
'At least her dreams are about me.' He thought happily, as he went to the bathroom to deal with this new. . .development.
~@~
Hermione jumped out of bed and headed towards her bathroom. When she splashed some cold water on her face, she grabbed the nearest towel, and patted her faced dry. She looked up into the mirror, and noticed her hair was rather messy. Than something caught her eye. Looking at her neck, she discovered a very nice, very there love bite!
A/N:
WOW! It's getting HOT in here!! But I bet you don't like the fact that I keep interrupting their dreaming. I've always been told I'm a tease.
BTW, Seductor Semper = Seducer Always. I have no idea if this is proper latin, but it's my first attempt at it. So if it sucks, it sucks.
AnneBelleElizabth: I will agree. . .absolutely DELISH! He would be one of my favorite playthings. Alliteration is not always absolutely amusing! But it can be fun!
Inki: I'm glad that you're enjoying it. It's good to hear. This fic has been a fun challenge to write so far.
Jasmin flower: Kinky? Dang! I was going for perverted. . .well, maybe later. *hee hee*
Cassandra: Yes, he is a bastard. But he's also a horny male. A horny male with dangerous toys. . .yes! A horny bastard male with dangerous toys. . .hee hee hee
Moira McDuff: Heck! I almost felt sorry for the git! Than I remembered that I'm pure evil!
Revel_in_me: Well, I don't have to tell you Hermione has a dream. Was it what you were expecting?
Goddessnmb1: Yes I am looking at you like you're nutty! With a bit of work, you could be insane like me!!!! You gots potential!!!
DarkFire: I try to make regular updates. It's just school and a couple of jobs. I've put my other stories on hold to finish this one though.
MadAboutHarry: I think he doesn't want a repeat of the Draco thing. What was Draco doing anyway?
Bessorla: Too perverted? Is there such a thing?!?
Racquelos: I'll try to tone down the A/N's. I just get a bit carried away sometimes.
"Good evening, Hermione." He said, grabbing one of her hands, raising it to his lips and brushing a gentle kiss on the back of it. "And what is a gorgeous creature such as yourself up to?"
Hermione eyed him suspiciously. "I was doing some research for Professor Snape and need something from my room." She replied.
"You know, I really envied him these past few days." Draco admitted. "I would have liked to know what was going on in that mind of yours."
"Especially after last night?" She asked before she could stop herself. He snickered.
"Yes." He answered honestly. "Especially after last night." He reached a hand up to her hair, lifting a lock, and allowing it to slither through his fingers. "I'm afraid that I blame myself." She looked at him with surprise. "If I hadn't been so busy acting like the giddy, horny teen, we could have really gotten off on the right foot."
"You mean you could've gotten laid." She said bluntly.
He shook his head. "I deserved that. I'd like to make it up to you." He said in a deep murmur. "I was really being a pig, and I would like to make amends."
'All right Draco. I don't know what your game is, but I'll play along. . .for now.' She thought. "And how do you propose to do that?"
"Will you meet me in the room beside the one that we usually meet in?" Draco asked. "Tomorrow before dinner."
"Okay." Hermione replied. "On the left or the right side?"
"Right side. Remember." Draco said, tapping his index finger to his head, and he walked away.
~@~
'What the hell does he want?' An angry thought flowed through the head of the potions master. 'Hasn't he learned to leave her alone?'
Snape was waiting for Hermione to return from her rooms. She mentioned a book that she had borrowed from the library and was reading. She left it there before breakfast and forgot to pick it up before she came to his office for more research. Snape was just beginning to be honest with himself. He didn't really want to wait for the end of the year (although he would), and he was jealous when Hermione was near Draco. Draco was obviously in some pursuit of the young and beautiful Hermione Granger. He would make sure that Draco did not taint her.
At least Snape would be able to keep Hermione around him for longer periods of time. All in the name of 'research', of course. He still wanted to do a few more 'experiments' before he told her that they were a success. A nagging little voice in the back of his head told him that he really was full of it, but he squashed it best he could. He decided that he would tell her tomorrow. There was still one more experiment that he wanted to try.
~@~
Hermione headed back up to her room after completing the research for the first of the three curses. The first day was spent on a brief introduction to all three unforgivables, and finally, they determined which one would be the easiest to work on - Imperio. She had spent the days after doing research on that curse, while Severus spent the time conducting his experiments on the potions accident. She had a feeling that he wasn't telling her something, but didn't want to question it. She already pushed her luck far enough everyday with her sarcasm that sometimes matched his own. If it weren't for the fact that they had been working together so well, he may have deducted points and told her to leave immediately.
She gave the password to the portrait in front of the common room, and made her way inside. She gave Harry and Ron passing waves as she headed towards her room.
"Hey 'Mione. Wait!" She heard Harry call.
"Yes Harry?" She asked.
"Well, we haven't seen much of you for awhile now, and were wondering if you would like to join us for another game of truth or dare." Harry invited, hopefully.
"You guys know I don't like to play that." She replied. "And I would've figured that you would get that message the last couple of times that we played.
Harry blushed a bit. "Well, we won't force you to play if you don't want to, but we just want to see you. You know, see what you've been up to these past few days."
"Well, I can't do that right now. I have to catch up on my studying. How 'bout we all get together and do something this weekend?" She said.
"All right." Harry replied, rather disappointed, but glad that she would at least hang out with them on the weekend. "But if you try to conveniently forget about it, Ron and I will drag you out of your room kicking and screaming." Than he gave her a dangerous look. "I'm sure that Draco wouldn't mind."
She smiled at him, nodded, and made her way up to her room.
~@~
No, dear readers. Snape has not been wasting the time since he discovered what made the potion explode. He's actually been working on fine tuning said potion. Snape had now discovered an element that could manipulate the potion so that the person they wished to hear did not have to be in the room, and they did not have to have their visual focus on that person. Now, all it took was a bit of thought.
Snape was more than happy with this discovery. Now, if he wanted to hear someone's thoughts, he didn't have to worry about any questions they may have had regarding what he was ingesting. But tomorrow, his secret would be out. Tomorrow, he would inform Hermione and Albus what the potion now did and how it worked. Tomorrow, it would be the start of the potion being used for a good cause amongst Aurors and wizarding investigators.
But tonight, it would serve up some entertainment for a horny, 30 something man. (Well, later it may be used for some other horny toads, but tonight was all him!!) Waiting until he was sure that Hermione would be near or in the Gryffindor tower, he concentrated on her, and took the potion. He made sure that he took it in his own quarters, just in case anything. . .untoward happened.
A few moments after he took the potion, he began to hear the slight whisper of a thought, and sure enough, it sounded like Hermione. She was now working on her homework. It appeared that she was still up to date on everything, despite the amount of time she spent in his company. She continued to work uninterrupted for a while, and Snape was beginning to get a bit bored. Finally, he could sense her snapping her book closed, and she gave a tired sigh. 'Finally, I can hear what goes on in her mind when no one is around.' He thought.
He looked at the time, and noticed that it was past 2 am. Still being a teacher, he thought that perhaps he should allow her to work on her own assignments more throughout the week.
Back to being the horny guy, he sensed her stretching, and could feel her relief at the cracking being produced as she did so. She walked over to an area in her room, and began to change for bed, he guessed.
'Damn house elves. Took my flannel tee. That one is sooooo comfortable. What am I going to wear instead?' She was searching through her drawers.
'What in the hell? Is that. . .a teddy?' Snape's ears perked up (despite the fact that it wouldn't help him hear her thoughts any better). 'A teddy? She's got a teddy? Ooooh! What colour, I wonder.' He thought to himself.
'Must've been from Ron. It's orange.' She thought, unknowingly answering Snape's question. 'Oh yeah! That was his gag gift for my birthday!'
"Ugh. Doesn't Weasley have better taste than that?" Snape asked out loud. He was in his quarters. Who would know?
'Ah! Here we go. I knew I had another flannel top here.' Snape felt a bit disappointed. Well, if she knew he was in her thoughts, she might be thinking something a bit more. . .
'Too bad it's such a loose tank. Almost makes my boobs fall out.' BINGO!!
'Now, where are my fleece pants?' She asked herself. 'Damnit! The house elves took them too!' She searched a bit more in her drawers. 'I know I have something in here.' A few more moments. 'Damnit! I only have these shorts. They don't even cover my whole butt! Ugh! I might as well sleep naked!'
"Not that I would mind, Hermione." Snape said to himself.
She began to remove her clothing for the night, and changed into the shorts and tank. She brushed her teeth and hair, and washed her face. Giving herself a final look in the mirror, she thought, 'Geez! I look like such a skank in these clothes. Maybe I should wear them for Draco and just tease him mercilessly. All looky looky, no touchy touchy.' She laughed to herself.
At the thought of Draco, Snape's attention momentarily drifted to the boy. 'Draco. Why Draco?' He thought to himself.
'OH YEAH!' He heard a breathless exclamation. 'Oh yeah! Just like that! Work it! Work it!' The male voice began to rise in pitch. It took a few moments for Snape to realize who it was. It was Draco! It seemed that the new potion not only gave the ability to focus on one's thoughts, but also allowed the drinker to switch to another's thoughts by changing their concentration to the new subject.
'Almost there!' Draco said, as he became more breathless. 'YEEESS!'
'AHHHHH! Hermione! Hermione!' His mind yelled, and he was brought back to the Gryffindor tower.
She was finally ready for bed, she sank under the covers with a contented sigh. 'Thank Merlin for the fireplace.' She thought. 'Otherwise I'd freeze!' She closed her eyes and began to drift. Snape sighed with immense relief.
~@~
Hermione's dream began in the library (I know. . .a bit overused. But it's still Hermione!). She was reading a book from the restricted section, but she couldn't understand what she was reading. She got up from her table, and made her way out of the library, passing the Great Hall, and making her way down the dungeon steps. She thought that she would go into the potions classroom, but her dream self just kept walking. It reached a portrait of Salazar Slytherin, and she uttered a password, 'Seductor Semper', and walked behind the portrait as it opened.
"Professor?" She called out. Snape decided he might be able to have some fun with this.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" He responded.
"Where are you?" She asked.
He came out, wearing a pair of black pants, no shirt, and a house robe draped loosely on his shoulders. Hermione stood wide-eyed. 'YEOW!' She thought. That man's voice could do so much to you, but the way he looked right now. His hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, his eyes just as smoldering as she remembered them, his chest was lean and hard, and he walked around in his bare feet along the carpets on the floor. He looked absolutely. . .delish!
"Miss Granger?" He asked. "Was there something you needed?" He gave her a knowing look, his voice deepening. He approached her, she was still unable to move or take her eyes off him, and he stopped a few inches from her. "Was there something I could," And he looked her in the eyes, tracing his finger down her cheek, her shoulder, and her arm, "do for you?" He whispered.
"Um. . .I was wondering," She tried to get her voice to work for her, but it just wouldn't.
"Yes?" He asked, brushing his lips across her forehead, down her cheeks, along her jawbone, finally bringing his eyes to meet hers again, lips only a few inches apart.
"Oh! Screw it!" She said, letting the book she was holding drop to the floor. She brought both her hands up behind his neck, and pulled his lips down to meet hers. The kiss was hard and passionate, and Snape brought his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. When they finally pulled slightly apart, since they were rather attached to oxygen, they were breathing heavily.
"Did you mean that, Hermione?" He said, voice making her shiver.
"Mean what?" She asked, somewhat confused, but still quite out of breath.
He gave her a mischievous smile. "Were you really wondering if you could screw it?" He asked playfully.
"Well," She started, smiling back. "I was thinking something else, but now I am." She said.
"Well, you can, if you want to." He replied, and pulled her back to him hard. He nipped at her bottom lip as she whimpered, and he pulled them both towards his bedroom. The fire automatically lit up as he closed the door, and pushed her roughly against it. She didn't mind the treatment, and continued to nip at his own lips, rotating her hips against his. He began to trail from her lips, down her jaw, and finally her neck, resting in a spot near her shoulders, and began to suck hard. He brought his hands down her sides, past her waist, and pulled her hips to him. Just as he was about to bring his hands to her thighs, the dream abruptly ended.
'What the hell was that?' He heard her ask, her breathing just as ragged as his own, he noticed. 'And how the hell do I do that again?'
He was shocked. . .but a good kind of shocked. Her thoughts began to drift again as the potion wore off. It was than that he noticed his own *ahem* reactions to the dream.
'At least her dreams are about me.' He thought happily, as he went to the bathroom to deal with this new. . .development.
~@~
Hermione jumped out of bed and headed towards her bathroom. When she splashed some cold water on her face, she grabbed the nearest towel, and patted her faced dry. She looked up into the mirror, and noticed her hair was rather messy. Than something caught her eye. Looking at her neck, she discovered a very nice, very there love bite!
A/N:
WOW! It's getting HOT in here!! But I bet you don't like the fact that I keep interrupting their dreaming. I've always been told I'm a tease.
BTW, Seductor Semper = Seducer Always. I have no idea if this is proper latin, but it's my first attempt at it. So if it sucks, it sucks.
AnneBelleElizabth: I will agree. . .absolutely DELISH! He would be one of my favorite playthings. Alliteration is not always absolutely amusing! But it can be fun!
Inki: I'm glad that you're enjoying it. It's good to hear. This fic has been a fun challenge to write so far.
Jasmin flower: Kinky? Dang! I was going for perverted. . .well, maybe later. *hee hee*
Cassandra: Yes, he is a bastard. But he's also a horny male. A horny male with dangerous toys. . .yes! A horny bastard male with dangerous toys. . .hee hee hee
Moira McDuff: Heck! I almost felt sorry for the git! Than I remembered that I'm pure evil!
Revel_in_me: Well, I don't have to tell you Hermione has a dream. Was it what you were expecting?
Goddessnmb1: Yes I am looking at you like you're nutty! With a bit of work, you could be insane like me!!!! You gots potential!!!
DarkFire: I try to make regular updates. It's just school and a couple of jobs. I've put my other stories on hold to finish this one though.
MadAboutHarry: I think he doesn't want a repeat of the Draco thing. What was Draco doing anyway?
Bessorla: Too perverted? Is there such a thing?!?
Racquelos: I'll try to tone down the A/N's. I just get a bit carried away sometimes.
