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Monday:
Somewhere in the deep vast hallways of Hogwarts, a clock chimed. It was midnight. Severus Snape stood up from grading some pathetic fourth year's essays and grabbed his cloak.
It was time.
Every night for at least a decade, he took it upon himself to lurk the halls, determined to catch a student out of bed. Determined for any chance he could get to deduct points from Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor some more.
Tonight found him in the second floor corridor on the North side. Outside of the library. A movement caught his attention and he peered inside the library through the dusty stained glass. He saw a single candle flickering, moving about.
Excellent, he thought. No doubt it would be a Ravenclaw or better yet, that Granger girl. He stood against the wall and waited for whoever it was to step out side. Sure enough a seventh year Hermione Granger peeked outside, her arms full of books. She winced as the library door groaned loudly as she shut it, and she completely missed the dark figure looming in the shadows.
Once the door was shut, she adjusted her books and started off down the hallway.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for being out of bed." He stepped out from the shadows, "Unless you give me a good reason why you are here right now." He walked over to her slowly. She was like a deer in headlights, and Snape could tell she was intimidated when he hovered over her so close.
"I was - well ---I had to catch up on studying" Hermione stuttered. "The N.E.W.T.s are just 3 months away."
"If I'm not mistaken, Miss Granger." He contorted his face into a sneer when he said her name. "The library closes at nine. Does it not?"
"Professor I was just studying, for my Charms Exam."
"Answer my question Granger. What time does the library close?"
"Nine o'clock, sir." She looked down.
"And what time is it now?"
"Midnight, sir." Hermione's face was growing redder.
"Well there you have it. Twenty points from Gryffindor for being out of bed. Thirty for breaking and entering a closed section of the school, with the Alohamora charm no doubt." He looked at her smugly.
Hermione opened her mouth in protest. "Professor I.."
"Ten more points for arguing with a teacher."
Hermione was enraged. She didn't know what came over her at that precise moment. It may have been lack of sleep, or because she missed dinner that night, or possibly because she was constantly stuffing her brain with so much information it finally overloaded. But at that moment she did something that caught everyone off guard. "You bastard." She whimpered.
Snape glared. "Excuse me?"
A tear slid down Hermione's cheek. "I said you're a bastard. You skulk around the halls with nothing better to do then give the Head Girl grief for studying! Its not fair and you're a slimy rat, a cruel monster, a jerk, a creep, an idiot. You can think of the proper synonyms I'm sure." She looked him coldly in the face.
Anger flared through Snape. Who did this girl think she was? He lunged for her, pushing her against the cold wall, she dropped her books, pinned beneath his weight. She looked defiantly into his glittering black eyes. "Quite a temper, Miss Granger." He said, she felt his warm breath on her cheek. She had never been so close to him and she could smell his spicy scent, of Sandalwood mixed with a but of Vanilla.
"You deserve it." She didn't break his gaze and just stared right back. She could feel his heart beating against her own chest. Bravery took over and she reached up her hand to his face. With a soft hand she brushed a black strand from in front of his pale face. A small smirk spread across her face. "Severus." She said.
The heat between the two at that moment was overwhelming. Snape looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, with her mischievous smile, begging to be taught a lesson. Hermione looked back into his soft dark eyes, the thought popping in and out of her head about this challenge in front of her. Hermione Granger was not one who could walk away from a challenge, especially one this close.
Snape backed away. Hermione couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Get back to your room, Granger, NOW."
"Yes, Professor Snape." She gave him another saucy smile, knowing this wouldn't be their first encounter. She charmed her books back to her arms and fled back to Gryffindor tower.
He moaned and massaged his temples. He decided against patrolling for the night and headed back to his chambers for a cold shower.
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Review! Be sure to look for the next chapter when the dear Professor runs into Pansy Parkinson.
Monday:
Somewhere in the deep vast hallways of Hogwarts, a clock chimed. It was midnight. Severus Snape stood up from grading some pathetic fourth year's essays and grabbed his cloak.
It was time.
Every night for at least a decade, he took it upon himself to lurk the halls, determined to catch a student out of bed. Determined for any chance he could get to deduct points from Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor some more.
Tonight found him in the second floor corridor on the North side. Outside of the library. A movement caught his attention and he peered inside the library through the dusty stained glass. He saw a single candle flickering, moving about.
Excellent, he thought. No doubt it would be a Ravenclaw or better yet, that Granger girl. He stood against the wall and waited for whoever it was to step out side. Sure enough a seventh year Hermione Granger peeked outside, her arms full of books. She winced as the library door groaned loudly as she shut it, and she completely missed the dark figure looming in the shadows.
Once the door was shut, she adjusted her books and started off down the hallway.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for being out of bed." He stepped out from the shadows, "Unless you give me a good reason why you are here right now." He walked over to her slowly. She was like a deer in headlights, and Snape could tell she was intimidated when he hovered over her so close.
"I was - well ---I had to catch up on studying" Hermione stuttered. "The N.E.W.T.s are just 3 months away."
"If I'm not mistaken, Miss Granger." He contorted his face into a sneer when he said her name. "The library closes at nine. Does it not?"
"Professor I was just studying, for my Charms Exam."
"Answer my question Granger. What time does the library close?"
"Nine o'clock, sir." She looked down.
"And what time is it now?"
"Midnight, sir." Hermione's face was growing redder.
"Well there you have it. Twenty points from Gryffindor for being out of bed. Thirty for breaking and entering a closed section of the school, with the Alohamora charm no doubt." He looked at her smugly.
Hermione opened her mouth in protest. "Professor I.."
"Ten more points for arguing with a teacher."
Hermione was enraged. She didn't know what came over her at that precise moment. It may have been lack of sleep, or because she missed dinner that night, or possibly because she was constantly stuffing her brain with so much information it finally overloaded. But at that moment she did something that caught everyone off guard. "You bastard." She whimpered.
Snape glared. "Excuse me?"
A tear slid down Hermione's cheek. "I said you're a bastard. You skulk around the halls with nothing better to do then give the Head Girl grief for studying! Its not fair and you're a slimy rat, a cruel monster, a jerk, a creep, an idiot. You can think of the proper synonyms I'm sure." She looked him coldly in the face.
Anger flared through Snape. Who did this girl think she was? He lunged for her, pushing her against the cold wall, she dropped her books, pinned beneath his weight. She looked defiantly into his glittering black eyes. "Quite a temper, Miss Granger." He said, she felt his warm breath on her cheek. She had never been so close to him and she could smell his spicy scent, of Sandalwood mixed with a but of Vanilla.
"You deserve it." She didn't break his gaze and just stared right back. She could feel his heart beating against her own chest. Bravery took over and she reached up her hand to his face. With a soft hand she brushed a black strand from in front of his pale face. A small smirk spread across her face. "Severus." She said.
The heat between the two at that moment was overwhelming. Snape looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, with her mischievous smile, begging to be taught a lesson. Hermione looked back into his soft dark eyes, the thought popping in and out of her head about this challenge in front of her. Hermione Granger was not one who could walk away from a challenge, especially one this close.
Snape backed away. Hermione couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Get back to your room, Granger, NOW."
"Yes, Professor Snape." She gave him another saucy smile, knowing this wouldn't be their first encounter. She charmed her books back to her arms and fled back to Gryffindor tower.
He moaned and massaged his temples. He decided against patrolling for the night and headed back to his chambers for a cold shower.
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Review! Be sure to look for the next chapter when the dear Professor runs into Pansy Parkinson.