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Turning Dark- Seventh installment.
CHAPTER 11
Warning: contains a few foul four letter words.
A/N: I've finally broken down, lol, if anyone is interested in being a beta for me I would
be sooo grateful! Either email me, or say so in your review and I'll email you! thanks
again for everyone's support!
Hermione smiled, Albus must have really said something to him. Instead of
answering Severus, Hermione kissed him again, and opened the door to his rooms.
Snape trying to regain his professional voice but not really succeeding asked, "Is that a
yes?"
Hermione laughed, "Are you that dense? Of course its a yes."
They moved into Snape's study and sat down on the leather couch beside each other.
"Can I get you something to drink?"
"Sure, but you know there is no need to get me drunk, I'm here because I want to be."
Snape growled, "I know. I was trying to be nice, and see where it got me?"
"It's just because you aren't nice...that often."
"And don't you forget it." Snape fetched their drinks--rum and coke for Hermione, a
fire whiskey for himself and returned to his seat next to Hermione. They sat sipping their
drinks and talking--despite the urge to snog each other senseless. Snape finally got up the
nerve, and put his arm around Hermione's shoulders, pulling her closer. Hermione
moved so she was as close to Severus as possible (without sitting on his lap), looked into
his eyes and moved her lips up to his. They began the kiss slowly, both a bit nervous,
then throwing caution in to the wind, they explored every bit of the others mouth. The
kiss was no longer tender, but passionate and needy. Severus' hand left hermione's back
and moved to zipper of her dress. He expertly slipped the dress off Hermione's shoulders
and let is settle around her waist. Severus' lips began to move downwards and over
Hermione's now bare skin. As he was about to unhook her bra, someone began to pound
on the door.
"Fuck! I never get visitors! Who the hell would be down here now!" Snape gathering his
composure, grabbed his wand. With a flick of the wrist Hermione was fully clothed
again, and her hair blond and unmessed. Hermione deciding it would look odd for their
to be drinks out, used a cloaking charm and hid them, then quickly grabbed a book of the
table and pretended to read. Snape opened the door, standing there was Gregory. "What
could be sooo important at this hour?" Snape snapped.
"Albus, told me to get you."
"Did he say why?"
"No he just said it was urgent."
Snape looked almost sadly back at Hermione, "We'll continue 'our lesson plans' later."
He pushed past Gregory and broke into a run, in the direction of the Headmaster's office.
Albus didn't say things were urgent unless they were URGENT. By the time Snape
reached Albus' office he was so out of breath it took three tries for him to spit out the
past word- "Cho--colate frogs." He jogged up the stairs, and stood in front of Albus'
desk panting.
"Sit, please. Would you like a lemon drop?"
"A lemon drop?! No, I would NOT like a lemon drop, what in Merlin's beard is so
important that I had to run all the way here!?"
"No one said you had to run," Albus chuckled.
"No, but you do not say something is urgent unless it is indeed urgent so it was best if I
ran." Albus sighed, no point in arguing, since it was the truth.
"There is no easy way to tell you this Severus..."
"Then just tell me!"
"A bunch of death eaters from the old days have banned together and are hunting out
those who betrayed Voldermort."
Severus looked up at Albus, with eyes of understanding and hate, "Basically, me."
"Yes, I think it would be wise if you and Miss Granger stayed within school grounds for
the next few months."
"What does Hermione have to do with this?"
"Everything. She is one of Harry's best friends, she works for me, she is close to
you...and those are good enough reasons for the death eaters." Severus face became pale,
he placed his head in his hands, this was his fault, he could live with himself being in
danger but not Hermione--she didn't deserve this kind of thing.
Snape walked slowly down to the dungeons, he didn't want to be the one to tell
Hermione about this, but Albus had insisted he should be the one to break the news.
Snape found Hermione in the study with a book (of course), "We need to talk."
Hermione shut her book and looked up at Snape, seeing his face full of worry became
concerned, "What did Albus say?"
Snape thought for a moment, Albus was right there was no easy way to say this. "You
and I are wanted by a group of death eaters." All the colour left Hermione's face, she
had known this would happen, but she never thought it would be this soon. "Albus,
wants us to stay on the grounds until further notice."
Hermione nodded, and moved for the door. "I need to go think about things for awhile,
see you in the morning Severus." Snape forced a smile, and let her leave. Truth be told
he really didn't feel like having company at the moment, even if that company was
Hermione.
Turning Dark- Seventh installment.
CHAPTER 11
Warning: contains a few foul four letter words.
A/N: I've finally broken down, lol, if anyone is interested in being a beta for me I would
be sooo grateful! Either email me, or say so in your review and I'll email you! thanks
again for everyone's support!
Hermione smiled, Albus must have really said something to him. Instead of
answering Severus, Hermione kissed him again, and opened the door to his rooms.
Snape trying to regain his professional voice but not really succeeding asked, "Is that a
yes?"
Hermione laughed, "Are you that dense? Of course its a yes."
They moved into Snape's study and sat down on the leather couch beside each other.
"Can I get you something to drink?"
"Sure, but you know there is no need to get me drunk, I'm here because I want to be."
Snape growled, "I know. I was trying to be nice, and see where it got me?"
"It's just because you aren't nice...that often."
"And don't you forget it." Snape fetched their drinks--rum and coke for Hermione, a
fire whiskey for himself and returned to his seat next to Hermione. They sat sipping their
drinks and talking--despite the urge to snog each other senseless. Snape finally got up the
nerve, and put his arm around Hermione's shoulders, pulling her closer. Hermione
moved so she was as close to Severus as possible (without sitting on his lap), looked into
his eyes and moved her lips up to his. They began the kiss slowly, both a bit nervous,
then throwing caution in to the wind, they explored every bit of the others mouth. The
kiss was no longer tender, but passionate and needy. Severus' hand left hermione's back
and moved to zipper of her dress. He expertly slipped the dress off Hermione's shoulders
and let is settle around her waist. Severus' lips began to move downwards and over
Hermione's now bare skin. As he was about to unhook her bra, someone began to pound
on the door.
"Fuck! I never get visitors! Who the hell would be down here now!" Snape gathering his
composure, grabbed his wand. With a flick of the wrist Hermione was fully clothed
again, and her hair blond and unmessed. Hermione deciding it would look odd for their
to be drinks out, used a cloaking charm and hid them, then quickly grabbed a book of the
table and pretended to read. Snape opened the door, standing there was Gregory. "What
could be sooo important at this hour?" Snape snapped.
"Albus, told me to get you."
"Did he say why?"
"No he just said it was urgent."
Snape looked almost sadly back at Hermione, "We'll continue 'our lesson plans' later."
He pushed past Gregory and broke into a run, in the direction of the Headmaster's office.
Albus didn't say things were urgent unless they were URGENT. By the time Snape
reached Albus' office he was so out of breath it took three tries for him to spit out the
past word- "Cho--colate frogs." He jogged up the stairs, and stood in front of Albus'
desk panting.
"Sit, please. Would you like a lemon drop?"
"A lemon drop?! No, I would NOT like a lemon drop, what in Merlin's beard is so
important that I had to run all the way here!?"
"No one said you had to run," Albus chuckled.
"No, but you do not say something is urgent unless it is indeed urgent so it was best if I
ran." Albus sighed, no point in arguing, since it was the truth.
"There is no easy way to tell you this Severus..."
"Then just tell me!"
"A bunch of death eaters from the old days have banned together and are hunting out
those who betrayed Voldermort."
Severus looked up at Albus, with eyes of understanding and hate, "Basically, me."
"Yes, I think it would be wise if you and Miss Granger stayed within school grounds for
the next few months."
"What does Hermione have to do with this?"
"Everything. She is one of Harry's best friends, she works for me, she is close to
you...and those are good enough reasons for the death eaters." Severus face became pale,
he placed his head in his hands, this was his fault, he could live with himself being in
danger but not Hermione--she didn't deserve this kind of thing.
Snape walked slowly down to the dungeons, he didn't want to be the one to tell
Hermione about this, but Albus had insisted he should be the one to break the news.
Snape found Hermione in the study with a book (of course), "We need to talk."
Hermione shut her book and looked up at Snape, seeing his face full of worry became
concerned, "What did Albus say?"
Snape thought for a moment, Albus was right there was no easy way to say this. "You
and I are wanted by a group of death eaters." All the colour left Hermione's face, she
had known this would happen, but she never thought it would be this soon. "Albus,
wants us to stay on the grounds until further notice."
Hermione nodded, and moved for the door. "I need to go think about things for awhile,
see you in the morning Severus." Snape forced a smile, and let her leave. Truth be told
he really didn't feel like having company at the moment, even if that company was
Hermione.