Oh, to Under the Moons Influence: I know this kind of story has been written, but I do it for fun. If you want some of MY real fiction thats a good example of my work, I definately reccomend 'Through the Process Of' story that I wrote.
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Hermione sighed as she walked up to her dorm room, and opened the door following Lily. She was just about to change her clothes, when she realized she had forgotten a book in the Library earlier that day.
'Damn! Lily, dont worry about me, but I have to run down to the Library to get my Transfiguration book. Ill be back in a little while,' Hermione said, putting her robe back on.
'Just be careful, Hermione. You know what sort of things-rather people, are lurking the hallways at night here,' Lily said, and turned over in her bed. Hermione nodded, and left the dormitory. The halls were dark, and they were lit by only a few candles. Hermione shivered at the coldness of the stone walls, and she walked faster. When she finally arrived at the Library, she struggled to open the heavy door, and went inside. It was very dark, except from the little moonlight from the windows. She hurried over to the table she was at before, and saw her book sitting there. But, she noticed something else. A dark figure was standing infront of the table; she could see its outline. Maybe I shouldnt get it now, she thought, and turned to leave.
'No, wait,' she heard it say. She turned around, and ran to the figure who stepped out of the darkness. She embraced him, wrapping her arms around him.
'Severus! What are you doing here?' Hermione asked, looking into his dark eyes. He caressed her hair.
'I knew youd be back to get your book. I would have brought it to you, but I dont know the password to Gryffindor,' he explained. Hermione nodded. She closed her eyes, and leaned her head on his chest. He stroked her back.
'Even in that small amount of time, I missed you.'
Hermione looked up at him, confused. Never did she think that Snape would say something like that to her, ever.
'I wanted to go to you, to see you, breathe you in. I wanted to be near you.'
Hermione couldnt believe what she was hearing. No one had ever said these things to her before. The strange thing was, it was coming from Snape. She could never imagine him saying anything remotely similar to this. She was about to speak, when he pressed his lips to hers, sealing them. Hermione forgot what she was about to say, and tilted her head back. His lips felt soft, smooth against hers. A perfect fit. Without realizing it, Snape parted her lips with his tongue, and he entered her mouth. Her tongue met his, each caressing. It was a feeling of bliss and loveliness, and Hermione wished for it never to end. Severus broke the kiss, and Hermiones eyes opened to meet his. She saw in them something unknown to his eyes before. It was a shy, timid look, a look of sensitivity. The coldness was gone. Hermione smiled inside, but she stared into his blue eyes, and he into her brown ones.
Snape kissed her again, but lightly, and he felt for her hand. Hermione held his hand in hers, and Snape started walking toward the door. Hermione just assumed he was walking her up to her dormitory. They had no need for words. It was dark and cold, so Hermione stood closeby Snape. She felt warm against his cold skin. He had never felt a female so close to him before. He was silent as he walked up to the Gryffindor tower. When they arrived at the door to the common room, Hermione turned to face him.
'Hermione, Im not trying to sound presumptuous, but would you like to come back to Slytherin for a while? For some reason, Dumbledore transferred me to a room alone, so we wouldnt be bothering anyone. If you dont want to be with me tonight, I wont hold it personally,' Snape said, looking off guard. Hermione smiled brightly.
'Of course, Id love to stay with you tonight,' Hermione said. Snape nodded.
'Im not suggesting anything, you do know that?' he said, looking through her eyes.
'Oh, I know. Severus, show me the way,' Hermione said, and Snape kissed her lightly. He led her through dark corridors and stairways, until they were in the Slytherin dungeon. They entered the common room, and luckily no one was up. It was practically 11 now. Snape walked quietly down some stairs from the common room, and down a corridor. The dorms here looked much different from Gryffindor. He led her down to th end of the hallway, to a dark wood door. Snape took out his wand, and said a spell Hermione had never heard. The door slowly opened, and they entered a dark room.
'Lumos!' Snape said, and a single candle in 3 corners of the room lit up. The stone walls reflected the light, and Hermione could see rain outside of two windows on the right and left sides. Hermione saw a full size plush bed in the middle, the dark wood headboard against the wall. The dark 4 poster bed had green velvet and satin blankets, and most of the room was in dark greens. Hermione liked Snapes room; it was very isolating in a way. Snape closed the door behind her, and he looked at her.
'I like it. Homey,' she said, looking around. There was a green and silver snake tapestry on the wall above a dark wood desk, which was a typical Slytherin furnishing.
'Im glad you like it,' and when Snape said this, two of the candles blew out at the same time. Only one candle in the farright corner was lit, making the room significantly darker. Hermione jumped, into Snapes arms. He laughed a little, and Hermione laughed too. She yawned.
'Its Saturday tomorrow, so your welcome to stay the night if you dont want to walk all the way back to Gryffindor tonight. Besides, you sound very tired,' Snape noted, and walked over to his bed. He pulled back the blankets, and looked at Hermione.
'But -yawn- I cant sleep in my robe!' she said, and Snape nodded, looking down. Hermione saw this, and quickly said something.
'But, I can sleep in something else, as long as you dont look under the covers.'
Snape looked at her questioningly, but nevertheless agreed.
'Well, you cant look either then. I sleep in boxers,' Snape said, blushing a little. Hermiones head was filled with pictures and thoughts about Snape, in bed with only boxers. She sighed happily. Snape started to remove his robes, and Hermione did likewise. Before she started to talk her shirt off, she cleared her throat. Snape looked up.
'Oh. Yes.' he said, and the other candle blew out, leaving them in darknedd except for the little moonlight from the moon and rain. Hermione walked over to the other side of the bed, where she removed her shirt and skirt. All that was left was her bra and panties, and she lifted the cover and layed in the bed. She watched Snape as he removed everything but his boxers. She could see the outline of his chest in the small amount of light as he got into the bed. Hermione closed her eyes, and smiled. Snape turned to face her, and she to him.
'Are you comfortable? Do you need anything?' Snape asked. Hermione giggled.
'No, no, Im fine. Thanks for asking,' she said, looking into his eyes. It was so warm under the covers, next to Snape. He put his arms around her then, and kissed her. Softly at first, then deeper. Hermione felt weak as she felt his bare chest against her skin; his arms around her; protecting her. He felt the same, and he deepened the kiss, seperating her lips with his tongue softly. Hermione snuggled closer to him, and kissed him. Snape reached behind her back, and played with her bra buckle. Hermione didnt flinch when he unhooked it, and slid it off her arms. He tossed it aside, and Hermione got up really close. The feeling of her curves on his body made Snape start to breathe heavily, and his heart rate increased. Hermione felt her pulse quicken as well, and she started to sweat.
Snape stopped kissing her, and he looked into her eyes.
'Do you want to do this?' he asked, waiting for Hermiones answer. Her brain said no, your too young, this is Snape! Rotten, old greasy Snape who is your Potions professor! Her heart said, Yes! This is why Dumbledore brought you here. You have fallen for Snape, but hes young. He is not yet your professor!
On that note, Hermione went with her heart, not her head. After all, here she was in 1973, with a young beautiful boy who felt the same as she did. Why not go for it? Hermione nodded, and kissed him again. She could feel his delicate fingers trace up and down her sides, and finally stopping at her underwear, removing it gently. She helped him along, and she removed his black boxers, satiny at the feel. Snape mounted her, and looked into her eyes. Hermione could feel his hardness at her opening. She opened her legs, and wrapped them around Snapes hips. Snape kissed her neck, and he slowly began to enter her. Hermione cried out a little, and he looked at her. She told him with her eyes that it was he first time. Snape nodded.
'Me too,' he said, and Hermione gave him a big smile. At that moment, Snape smiled. Not just a little smile, but a genuine, happy smile. He looked so beautiful. Hermione hugged him to her, and they kissed. She tightened her legs, and Snape entered her again, more hard than before. The feeling was so wonderful for the both of them. Snape climaxed, and Hermione moaned as her head tilted back. Snape pulled out, and layed next to her.
'I love you,' he whispered, looking into her eyes.
'I love you, Severus,' Hermione whispered back, and smiled. They fell asleep there, Snapes arms around her. Somewhere in Hogwarts, an old future Headmaster smiled greatly, and laughed. His plan was successful.
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Hermione sighed as she walked up to her dorm room, and opened the door following Lily. She was just about to change her clothes, when she realized she had forgotten a book in the Library earlier that day.
'Damn! Lily, dont worry about me, but I have to run down to the Library to get my Transfiguration book. Ill be back in a little while,' Hermione said, putting her robe back on.
'Just be careful, Hermione. You know what sort of things-rather people, are lurking the hallways at night here,' Lily said, and turned over in her bed. Hermione nodded, and left the dormitory. The halls were dark, and they were lit by only a few candles. Hermione shivered at the coldness of the stone walls, and she walked faster. When she finally arrived at the Library, she struggled to open the heavy door, and went inside. It was very dark, except from the little moonlight from the windows. She hurried over to the table she was at before, and saw her book sitting there. But, she noticed something else. A dark figure was standing infront of the table; she could see its outline. Maybe I shouldnt get it now, she thought, and turned to leave.
'No, wait,' she heard it say. She turned around, and ran to the figure who stepped out of the darkness. She embraced him, wrapping her arms around him.
'Severus! What are you doing here?' Hermione asked, looking into his dark eyes. He caressed her hair.
'I knew youd be back to get your book. I would have brought it to you, but I dont know the password to Gryffindor,' he explained. Hermione nodded. She closed her eyes, and leaned her head on his chest. He stroked her back.
'Even in that small amount of time, I missed you.'
Hermione looked up at him, confused. Never did she think that Snape would say something like that to her, ever.
'I wanted to go to you, to see you, breathe you in. I wanted to be near you.'
Hermione couldnt believe what she was hearing. No one had ever said these things to her before. The strange thing was, it was coming from Snape. She could never imagine him saying anything remotely similar to this. She was about to speak, when he pressed his lips to hers, sealing them. Hermione forgot what she was about to say, and tilted her head back. His lips felt soft, smooth against hers. A perfect fit. Without realizing it, Snape parted her lips with his tongue, and he entered her mouth. Her tongue met his, each caressing. It was a feeling of bliss and loveliness, and Hermione wished for it never to end. Severus broke the kiss, and Hermiones eyes opened to meet his. She saw in them something unknown to his eyes before. It was a shy, timid look, a look of sensitivity. The coldness was gone. Hermione smiled inside, but she stared into his blue eyes, and he into her brown ones.
Snape kissed her again, but lightly, and he felt for her hand. Hermione held his hand in hers, and Snape started walking toward the door. Hermione just assumed he was walking her up to her dormitory. They had no need for words. It was dark and cold, so Hermione stood closeby Snape. She felt warm against his cold skin. He had never felt a female so close to him before. He was silent as he walked up to the Gryffindor tower. When they arrived at the door to the common room, Hermione turned to face him.
'Hermione, Im not trying to sound presumptuous, but would you like to come back to Slytherin for a while? For some reason, Dumbledore transferred me to a room alone, so we wouldnt be bothering anyone. If you dont want to be with me tonight, I wont hold it personally,' Snape said, looking off guard. Hermione smiled brightly.
'Of course, Id love to stay with you tonight,' Hermione said. Snape nodded.
'Im not suggesting anything, you do know that?' he said, looking through her eyes.
'Oh, I know. Severus, show me the way,' Hermione said, and Snape kissed her lightly. He led her through dark corridors and stairways, until they were in the Slytherin dungeon. They entered the common room, and luckily no one was up. It was practically 11 now. Snape walked quietly down some stairs from the common room, and down a corridor. The dorms here looked much different from Gryffindor. He led her down to th end of the hallway, to a dark wood door. Snape took out his wand, and said a spell Hermione had never heard. The door slowly opened, and they entered a dark room.
'Lumos!' Snape said, and a single candle in 3 corners of the room lit up. The stone walls reflected the light, and Hermione could see rain outside of two windows on the right and left sides. Hermione saw a full size plush bed in the middle, the dark wood headboard against the wall. The dark 4 poster bed had green velvet and satin blankets, and most of the room was in dark greens. Hermione liked Snapes room; it was very isolating in a way. Snape closed the door behind her, and he looked at her.
'I like it. Homey,' she said, looking around. There was a green and silver snake tapestry on the wall above a dark wood desk, which was a typical Slytherin furnishing.
'Im glad you like it,' and when Snape said this, two of the candles blew out at the same time. Only one candle in the farright corner was lit, making the room significantly darker. Hermione jumped, into Snapes arms. He laughed a little, and Hermione laughed too. She yawned.
'Its Saturday tomorrow, so your welcome to stay the night if you dont want to walk all the way back to Gryffindor tonight. Besides, you sound very tired,' Snape noted, and walked over to his bed. He pulled back the blankets, and looked at Hermione.
'But -yawn- I cant sleep in my robe!' she said, and Snape nodded, looking down. Hermione saw this, and quickly said something.
'But, I can sleep in something else, as long as you dont look under the covers.'
Snape looked at her questioningly, but nevertheless agreed.
'Well, you cant look either then. I sleep in boxers,' Snape said, blushing a little. Hermiones head was filled with pictures and thoughts about Snape, in bed with only boxers. She sighed happily. Snape started to remove his robes, and Hermione did likewise. Before she started to talk her shirt off, she cleared her throat. Snape looked up.
'Oh. Yes.' he said, and the other candle blew out, leaving them in darknedd except for the little moonlight from the moon and rain. Hermione walked over to the other side of the bed, where she removed her shirt and skirt. All that was left was her bra and panties, and she lifted the cover and layed in the bed. She watched Snape as he removed everything but his boxers. She could see the outline of his chest in the small amount of light as he got into the bed. Hermione closed her eyes, and smiled. Snape turned to face her, and she to him.
'Are you comfortable? Do you need anything?' Snape asked. Hermione giggled.
'No, no, Im fine. Thanks for asking,' she said, looking into his eyes. It was so warm under the covers, next to Snape. He put his arms around her then, and kissed her. Softly at first, then deeper. Hermione felt weak as she felt his bare chest against her skin; his arms around her; protecting her. He felt the same, and he deepened the kiss, seperating her lips with his tongue softly. Hermione snuggled closer to him, and kissed him. Snape reached behind her back, and played with her bra buckle. Hermione didnt flinch when he unhooked it, and slid it off her arms. He tossed it aside, and Hermione got up really close. The feeling of her curves on his body made Snape start to breathe heavily, and his heart rate increased. Hermione felt her pulse quicken as well, and she started to sweat.
Snape stopped kissing her, and he looked into her eyes.
'Do you want to do this?' he asked, waiting for Hermiones answer. Her brain said no, your too young, this is Snape! Rotten, old greasy Snape who is your Potions professor! Her heart said, Yes! This is why Dumbledore brought you here. You have fallen for Snape, but hes young. He is not yet your professor!
On that note, Hermione went with her heart, not her head. After all, here she was in 1973, with a young beautiful boy who felt the same as she did. Why not go for it? Hermione nodded, and kissed him again. She could feel his delicate fingers trace up and down her sides, and finally stopping at her underwear, removing it gently. She helped him along, and she removed his black boxers, satiny at the feel. Snape mounted her, and looked into her eyes. Hermione could feel his hardness at her opening. She opened her legs, and wrapped them around Snapes hips. Snape kissed her neck, and he slowly began to enter her. Hermione cried out a little, and he looked at her. She told him with her eyes that it was he first time. Snape nodded.
'Me too,' he said, and Hermione gave him a big smile. At that moment, Snape smiled. Not just a little smile, but a genuine, happy smile. He looked so beautiful. Hermione hugged him to her, and they kissed. She tightened her legs, and Snape entered her again, more hard than before. The feeling was so wonderful for the both of them. Snape climaxed, and Hermione moaned as her head tilted back. Snape pulled out, and layed next to her.
'I love you,' he whispered, looking into her eyes.
'I love you, Severus,' Hermione whispered back, and smiled. They fell asleep there, Snapes arms around her. Somewhere in Hogwarts, an old future Headmaster smiled greatly, and laughed. His plan was successful.
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