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Hermione ran into the Great Hall at top speed. As she creaked open the large golden doors every head turned in her direction, and she gave a nervous smile and blush. She looked up to the Head Table and saw Dumbledore slightly nod to her; she gave a knowing smile and made her way to the Gryffindor Table.
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. I fell asleep in the library," lied Hermione, not making eye contact with Harry.
"It's OK Hermione, we understand your need to rot your brain with reading," said Ron, smiling. Hermione looked at him with pure hatred, but didn't say anything.
Harry then grabbed Hermione's hand so she would occupy the seat next to him that he saved. She sat next to him with a plop, and helped herself to eggs, bacon, orange juice, and a biscuit. She began scarfing down her food with great speed so she could check on Snape, to see if he had woken up. Hermione then noticed Harry nibbling on her neck with is arm around her hips.
"Um, Harry? Do you think you could eat your food now?" asked Hermione meekly with a blush because of all the people at the table looking at them with weird faces, and "Aren't they so cute" faces.
"I'm not hungry for just any kind of food," whispered Harry suggestively in her ear, which made her blush even more.
"Harry, please stop! This is not the time or the place!" smiled Hermione, shoving him off of her.
"How about tonight in the Astronomy Tower?" asked Harry, so only Hermione could hear what he said.
"Uh. . .um. . .I---" stuttered Hermione. Sure, they've made-out a lot, even some oral sex on his part(A/N: what I mean here, is that he performed oral sex on HER. She never did anything to him ;) she is a virgin in more ways than one, my friend!), but they've never had actual sex. She knew he was implying it. She also knew he was a virgin, though he would never admit it to any other guy. "Harry, I don't think that's a good idea. A lot of people visit the Astronomy Tower at night. . .you know. . .night, stars. . .the whole thing kind of goes together," said Hermione, still unsure of whether she would ever have sex while she was in school. (A/N: notice how I didn't say "whether she would have sex with Harry" *wink* future references there, my friend!)
"I'll figure out a place where no one goes. Maybe the Room of Requirement," said Harry, completely ignoring what she meant by it not being a good idea. She didn't WANT to have sex with him just now.
"I don't know how much homework I'll have, but I'll get back to you on that, OK Harry?" asked Hermione, practically pleading. She wasn't in the mood to do anything that night.
"Alright, Hermione, whatever you say," said Harry exasperated. He'd been noticing Hermione's different behavior, and was getting tired of it.
Hermione got up and rushed to the Infirmary. She was sick of Harry hanging all over her. She got in front of the doors, and stopped. Should she really be doing this? What if he was awake, and thought it weird that she was there?
Questions popped into her head for what seemed like hours, but only seconds. She then turned the doorknob and walked in. Madame Pomfrey was no where to be seen. ~Good~ thought Hermione. Hermione made her way to the end of the line of white beds, some filled, some empty. She then found the bed that Severus was at. Color had returned to his cheeks (well, whatever color was there to begin with), and he looked a little more alive, though he was still asleep. Hermione sat in the chair that was placed next to his bed and looked at his closed eye-lids. She hadn't forgotten the kiss shared between them before he passed out. OK, so it wasn't a real kiss, and neither of them were expecting it, but it still had the same meaning the 1st one did; that same spark of electricity. Hermione just thought it was stupid, because no one's lips had ever made her feel that way. Not even Harry's, but she thought that was normal.
She didn't even realize that she was stroking his hair back from his face until he stirred under her touch. She then quickly placed her hand in her lap and was about to get up, until a hand reached out and grabbed her wrist- not forcefully-so she would sit down again. She slowly turned to him, and saw a look of confusion written on his face.
"I just wanted to make sure you were OK," was all Hermione could think about saying.
"What happened?" asked Severus with a hoarse, quiet voice.
"You spilled a metal disintegrator on your skin and collapsed. I brought you here before the potion could deteriorate your heart," said Hermione just as quietly.
A look of self hatred flashed across his face, but was soon brushed away with a look of forced gratitude. He couldn't easily admit that she saved his life, and he was thankful for it.
Hermione noticed this look and said "No problem," and flashed a big smile at him.
"How long have I been here," asked Severus, worrying about classes, and what would happen if he wasn't there.
"Only one night; it's Friday. Classes start in 30 minutes," said Hermione as she looked at the watch on her wrist to check the time. She then noticed that Severus still had his hand clutched to her other wrist, and she blushed.
Severus nodded, looked at the direction of her gaze, and quickly released his hand.
"I need to get out of here," said Severus, more to himself then to Hermione. He didn't want Madame Pomfrey to get on his case when she found out he was awake.
"Don't you think you should wait until Madame Pomfrey tells you it's alright to leave? There may still be things wrong," said Hermione, with concern evident in her voice.
"Ms. Granger, I don't need anyone taking care of me, and I don't want Poppy making a fuss over nothing. I trust you won't tell her anything if you see her," replied Severus, saying the last part in a whisper.
"No, I won't tell," sighed Hermione. Severus could be difficult at times.
"Good. 5 points to Gryffindor," said Severus off handedly as he struggled to get off the bed. When Severus stood up, the then lost his balance and grabbed the 1st thing he could get his hands on; Hermione.
Severus grabbed her shoulder as he began to fall, and she used all her reflexes to keep herself from falling. She wrapped her arm around his waist and hoisted him up on his feet again. Severus looked down at her, and saw an "I told you so" expression on her face.
"I don't need help," replied Severus sternly.
"Of course you don't. Then why am I holding you up, Sir?" asked Hermione with a smug look on her face. She loved it when she was right.
"Obviously I haven't been walking for a day, so I stumbled a bit," hissed Severus as he tore himself away from her. He then plopped down on the bed, since he was too weak to stand, though he wouldn't admit that to anyone.
"Well, I'm going to get Madame Pomfrey, just incase there is something else wrong. Besides, she has a strengthening potion, if you won't let me help you," said Hermione as she made her way to Madame Pomfrey's office.
"Get me the hell out of here, Ms. Granger," said Severus in defeat.
"Yes, Sir," replied Hermione, with a small smile she couldn't hide. She grabbed him around the waist and made him put his arm around her shoulders.
They began staggering down the aisle as fast as they could go, before Madame Pomfrey decided to make her morning checks on the patients. Hermione pushed the large doors open with her free hand, and let Severus lead the way back to the dungeons.
They got to the doors to the Potions classroom, and they walked down the long aisle to the front of the room where Severus' desk was.
"Do you want me to take you to your rooms so you can freshen up before class?" asked Hermione, realizing what she said, and couldn't stop herself in time.
"I'm perfectly fine, thank you, Ms. Granger," said Severus with his teeth clenched.
Hermione muttered a shy "sorry" and led him to his chair.
"Well, is there anything else I could get you, sir?" asked Hermione meekly while tucking a stray curl behind her ear and staring at the floor.
"I have my own strengthening potion in my private stores over there, Ms. Granger, if you would kindly hand me a bottle," said Severus, very professionally.
Hermione nodded and made her way to the other end of the classroom to a small door. She opened it with a creak and noticed thousands upon thousands of tiny glass bottles to large clay pots full of potions, ingredients, and recipes for maladies from tooth aches to broken bones. She scanned the walls for the Strengthening potion. It only took her a few moments, since Severus had his potions in alphabetical order, and by what part of the body (*wink*) they were used for. She then grabbed a small glass bottle with silvery purple liquid contained inside, and walked back out to Severus.
"You sure do have a lot of potions, sir. Is that why you never go to Madame Pomfrey for your problems?" asked Hermione as she handed Severus the tiny bottle.
"I like to keep stock of all kinds of potions, Ms. Granger. You never know when you may need them; and I do not have to tell you my reasons for privacy, nor anyone else," replied Severus as he grabbed the bottle, uncorked the top and took a large swig out of it. "Would you please put this back into my closet while I attend to my "hygiene"," said Severus with a smirk.
"Yes, Sir," giggled Hermione. Hermione walked back to the closet and opened the door as she saw Severus leave the classroom. This was her chance to get a better look at all the things contained in here that he didn't want anyone to know about.
She placed the bottle in its appropriate place, and spun around slowly, taking in the scene before her. She ran her hands along the clean shelves, touching a bottle here and there. Then she reached an interesting section of potions.
"Body Improvement?" whispered Hermione as she saw the many bottles of muscle growth, fat thinner, removal of scars, taming hair, styling hair, and even some "Make-up in a bottle". "What in the world would he need all of this for? Surely he doesn't take any of it," said Hermione to herself as she picked up the hair taming potion. Just then the door to the closet swung shut. She got out her wand, muttered Lumos, and walked to the door. She jiggled the handle and realized it was locked from the inside. She banged on the door and called out for Professor Snape; no answer.
"Shit. There must be a silencing spell on the room since it looks as though he brews potions in here as well. . .not wanting to draw attention to the noise they make, I expect," stated Hermione to herself, with a hint of panic in her voice. She seemed to be relatively calm, considering the circumstances. It was her chance to try those body improvement potions. . .
Hermione looked closer at the bottle of tamer in her hand, opened it, and took a swig. Her hair instantly turned to soft caramel curls that fell 3 inches past her shoulders. She smiled slyly to herself and looked at the other bottles on the shelf. In loopy writing, the following words were written on the shelves below each bottle:
Hair Tamer Fat Thinner Siren's Beauty Glamour Muscle Toner Growth Shrink
Hermione grabbed the Siren's Beauty. She had learned about Sirens from a book she read a while back. They were beautiful creatures that would sing on islands in the oceans and seas, and when a ship passed by, they would lure them with their songs and cause the ships crash onto the rocks. She studied the bottle for a moment, and thought it was worth a try to taste some of it. Since it was just the beauty, she wouldn't be the cause of anyone's death, but mainly, it would just enhance her natural beauty, so it doesn't completely change her appearance, which was a good thing for her.
Hermione uncorked the bottle and sipped a small amount, then transfigured a piece of paper into a mirror to take a look at her; she gasped. What she saw was a much more beautiful version of her. She didn't even need make- up. Her eyes were hazel and sparkling, her eye lids were a pale lavender, eyebrows perfectly shaped, eyelashes thick and black, the apples of her cheeks were toned a pale peach, and her lips were shaped and shiny with a bronze/gold color. Her cheekbones were enhanced, and her body shape was perfect. Her clothes were transfigured into a deep violet silk dress, sleeveless, and flowed down to her feet, where sparkling glass sandals replaced her black shoes. She had a silver necklace and a matching headband that was placed in the middle of her forehead and wove around to the back of her hair. (A.N: if you have seen Lord of the Rings, the Two Towers, and you remember that part where Arwen comes to Aragorn in a dream where she's wearing that blue dress.that's kind of what Hermione looks like. Same style dress, just different color. And no pointy ears!)
Hermione put down the mirror and gazed down at herself while smiling contently. She liked this look. The only problem was: how was she supposed to SHOW anyone her look, if she's locked in a potions closet? She decided she wasn't going to try out all the potions that were in here, since Severus would notice, so she sat down and waited for someone to open the door. Then it hit her.
WHACK!
"Holy shit, I forgot!" gasped Hermione as she grabbed her wand and strode over to the door. A simple lock spell should open that door. She was so caught up in everything that had happened that she didn't remember she had her wand and could DO that kind of magic. "Alohamora," whispered Hermione to the solid door. The door clicked open.
Meanwhile, Severus had had a hard 1st class, so he figured he'd get a little drinking in before the next class. He had at least 2 hours. So he grabbed his whiskey, sat down at his desk, and drank away his problems. . .that was until the potions closet opened. . .he looked up and saw the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He didn't recognize her as Hermione, considering she looked different, AND he was intoxicated.
Hermione opened the door and her eyes opened wide as she noticed Severus sitting down at his desk. He looked up at her, and she blushed a deep crimson from her cheeks to her ears. Before she could say anything to back up why she was there in the 1st place, Severus got up and walked swiftly towards her.
Severus thought that this was some kind of "gift" sent to him because of his horrible day (A.N. he's intoxicated ok? THAT MEANS HE'S WASTED! So he thinks Dumbledore or some other nutcase gave him a little *ahem* present. I don't want to use the word whore, because that's not really what he sees.) Severus walked up to her and placed his arms around her slender waist, leaned in, and kissed her full on the lips.
Hermione was shocked at first, then she could smell the whiskey emitting off his breath. Slowly, the smell decreased, since apparently her beauty could sober any man! (A.N. sorry for the cheesy line, I just thought it was funny!)
Severus was becoming slightly more aware of his surroundings, realizing at first that he was kissing a beautiful woman, and since he had to force women to kiss him (he was a Death Eater people!), he figured she must be as drunk as he was, but he slowly realized she had just as much passion in the tongue-in-throat kiss as he had.
Hermione had slowly snaked her arms up his arms, to his shoulders, then tightly around his neck until they were pressed so tightly together that Zeus himself couldn't pull them apart with his lightning bolts! (A.N. get your minds out of the gutter people!) Then slowly. . .ever so slowly, the Siren's Beauty spell began to wear off; and just at that moment, Severus opened his eyes to see who was kissing him so fiercely. . .
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
Muahahaha! I love cliffhangers, don't you? Well, I'll update as soon as I can!
Hermione ran into the Great Hall at top speed. As she creaked open the large golden doors every head turned in her direction, and she gave a nervous smile and blush. She looked up to the Head Table and saw Dumbledore slightly nod to her; she gave a knowing smile and made her way to the Gryffindor Table.
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. I fell asleep in the library," lied Hermione, not making eye contact with Harry.
"It's OK Hermione, we understand your need to rot your brain with reading," said Ron, smiling. Hermione looked at him with pure hatred, but didn't say anything.
Harry then grabbed Hermione's hand so she would occupy the seat next to him that he saved. She sat next to him with a plop, and helped herself to eggs, bacon, orange juice, and a biscuit. She began scarfing down her food with great speed so she could check on Snape, to see if he had woken up. Hermione then noticed Harry nibbling on her neck with is arm around her hips.
"Um, Harry? Do you think you could eat your food now?" asked Hermione meekly with a blush because of all the people at the table looking at them with weird faces, and "Aren't they so cute" faces.
"I'm not hungry for just any kind of food," whispered Harry suggestively in her ear, which made her blush even more.
"Harry, please stop! This is not the time or the place!" smiled Hermione, shoving him off of her.
"How about tonight in the Astronomy Tower?" asked Harry, so only Hermione could hear what he said.
"Uh. . .um. . .I---" stuttered Hermione. Sure, they've made-out a lot, even some oral sex on his part(A/N: what I mean here, is that he performed oral sex on HER. She never did anything to him ;) she is a virgin in more ways than one, my friend!), but they've never had actual sex. She knew he was implying it. She also knew he was a virgin, though he would never admit it to any other guy. "Harry, I don't think that's a good idea. A lot of people visit the Astronomy Tower at night. . .you know. . .night, stars. . .the whole thing kind of goes together," said Hermione, still unsure of whether she would ever have sex while she was in school. (A/N: notice how I didn't say "whether she would have sex with Harry" *wink* future references there, my friend!)
"I'll figure out a place where no one goes. Maybe the Room of Requirement," said Harry, completely ignoring what she meant by it not being a good idea. She didn't WANT to have sex with him just now.
"I don't know how much homework I'll have, but I'll get back to you on that, OK Harry?" asked Hermione, practically pleading. She wasn't in the mood to do anything that night.
"Alright, Hermione, whatever you say," said Harry exasperated. He'd been noticing Hermione's different behavior, and was getting tired of it.
Hermione got up and rushed to the Infirmary. She was sick of Harry hanging all over her. She got in front of the doors, and stopped. Should she really be doing this? What if he was awake, and thought it weird that she was there?
Questions popped into her head for what seemed like hours, but only seconds. She then turned the doorknob and walked in. Madame Pomfrey was no where to be seen. ~Good~ thought Hermione. Hermione made her way to the end of the line of white beds, some filled, some empty. She then found the bed that Severus was at. Color had returned to his cheeks (well, whatever color was there to begin with), and he looked a little more alive, though he was still asleep. Hermione sat in the chair that was placed next to his bed and looked at his closed eye-lids. She hadn't forgotten the kiss shared between them before he passed out. OK, so it wasn't a real kiss, and neither of them were expecting it, but it still had the same meaning the 1st one did; that same spark of electricity. Hermione just thought it was stupid, because no one's lips had ever made her feel that way. Not even Harry's, but she thought that was normal.
She didn't even realize that she was stroking his hair back from his face until he stirred under her touch. She then quickly placed her hand in her lap and was about to get up, until a hand reached out and grabbed her wrist- not forcefully-so she would sit down again. She slowly turned to him, and saw a look of confusion written on his face.
"I just wanted to make sure you were OK," was all Hermione could think about saying.
"What happened?" asked Severus with a hoarse, quiet voice.
"You spilled a metal disintegrator on your skin and collapsed. I brought you here before the potion could deteriorate your heart," said Hermione just as quietly.
A look of self hatred flashed across his face, but was soon brushed away with a look of forced gratitude. He couldn't easily admit that she saved his life, and he was thankful for it.
Hermione noticed this look and said "No problem," and flashed a big smile at him.
"How long have I been here," asked Severus, worrying about classes, and what would happen if he wasn't there.
"Only one night; it's Friday. Classes start in 30 minutes," said Hermione as she looked at the watch on her wrist to check the time. She then noticed that Severus still had his hand clutched to her other wrist, and she blushed.
Severus nodded, looked at the direction of her gaze, and quickly released his hand.
"I need to get out of here," said Severus, more to himself then to Hermione. He didn't want Madame Pomfrey to get on his case when she found out he was awake.
"Don't you think you should wait until Madame Pomfrey tells you it's alright to leave? There may still be things wrong," said Hermione, with concern evident in her voice.
"Ms. Granger, I don't need anyone taking care of me, and I don't want Poppy making a fuss over nothing. I trust you won't tell her anything if you see her," replied Severus, saying the last part in a whisper.
"No, I won't tell," sighed Hermione. Severus could be difficult at times.
"Good. 5 points to Gryffindor," said Severus off handedly as he struggled to get off the bed. When Severus stood up, the then lost his balance and grabbed the 1st thing he could get his hands on; Hermione.
Severus grabbed her shoulder as he began to fall, and she used all her reflexes to keep herself from falling. She wrapped her arm around his waist and hoisted him up on his feet again. Severus looked down at her, and saw an "I told you so" expression on her face.
"I don't need help," replied Severus sternly.
"Of course you don't. Then why am I holding you up, Sir?" asked Hermione with a smug look on her face. She loved it when she was right.
"Obviously I haven't been walking for a day, so I stumbled a bit," hissed Severus as he tore himself away from her. He then plopped down on the bed, since he was too weak to stand, though he wouldn't admit that to anyone.
"Well, I'm going to get Madame Pomfrey, just incase there is something else wrong. Besides, she has a strengthening potion, if you won't let me help you," said Hermione as she made her way to Madame Pomfrey's office.
"Get me the hell out of here, Ms. Granger," said Severus in defeat.
"Yes, Sir," replied Hermione, with a small smile she couldn't hide. She grabbed him around the waist and made him put his arm around her shoulders.
They began staggering down the aisle as fast as they could go, before Madame Pomfrey decided to make her morning checks on the patients. Hermione pushed the large doors open with her free hand, and let Severus lead the way back to the dungeons.
They got to the doors to the Potions classroom, and they walked down the long aisle to the front of the room where Severus' desk was.
"Do you want me to take you to your rooms so you can freshen up before class?" asked Hermione, realizing what she said, and couldn't stop herself in time.
"I'm perfectly fine, thank you, Ms. Granger," said Severus with his teeth clenched.
Hermione muttered a shy "sorry" and led him to his chair.
"Well, is there anything else I could get you, sir?" asked Hermione meekly while tucking a stray curl behind her ear and staring at the floor.
"I have my own strengthening potion in my private stores over there, Ms. Granger, if you would kindly hand me a bottle," said Severus, very professionally.
Hermione nodded and made her way to the other end of the classroom to a small door. She opened it with a creak and noticed thousands upon thousands of tiny glass bottles to large clay pots full of potions, ingredients, and recipes for maladies from tooth aches to broken bones. She scanned the walls for the Strengthening potion. It only took her a few moments, since Severus had his potions in alphabetical order, and by what part of the body (*wink*) they were used for. She then grabbed a small glass bottle with silvery purple liquid contained inside, and walked back out to Severus.
"You sure do have a lot of potions, sir. Is that why you never go to Madame Pomfrey for your problems?" asked Hermione as she handed Severus the tiny bottle.
"I like to keep stock of all kinds of potions, Ms. Granger. You never know when you may need them; and I do not have to tell you my reasons for privacy, nor anyone else," replied Severus as he grabbed the bottle, uncorked the top and took a large swig out of it. "Would you please put this back into my closet while I attend to my "hygiene"," said Severus with a smirk.
"Yes, Sir," giggled Hermione. Hermione walked back to the closet and opened the door as she saw Severus leave the classroom. This was her chance to get a better look at all the things contained in here that he didn't want anyone to know about.
She placed the bottle in its appropriate place, and spun around slowly, taking in the scene before her. She ran her hands along the clean shelves, touching a bottle here and there. Then she reached an interesting section of potions.
"Body Improvement?" whispered Hermione as she saw the many bottles of muscle growth, fat thinner, removal of scars, taming hair, styling hair, and even some "Make-up in a bottle". "What in the world would he need all of this for? Surely he doesn't take any of it," said Hermione to herself as she picked up the hair taming potion. Just then the door to the closet swung shut. She got out her wand, muttered Lumos, and walked to the door. She jiggled the handle and realized it was locked from the inside. She banged on the door and called out for Professor Snape; no answer.
"Shit. There must be a silencing spell on the room since it looks as though he brews potions in here as well. . .not wanting to draw attention to the noise they make, I expect," stated Hermione to herself, with a hint of panic in her voice. She seemed to be relatively calm, considering the circumstances. It was her chance to try those body improvement potions. . .
Hermione looked closer at the bottle of tamer in her hand, opened it, and took a swig. Her hair instantly turned to soft caramel curls that fell 3 inches past her shoulders. She smiled slyly to herself and looked at the other bottles on the shelf. In loopy writing, the following words were written on the shelves below each bottle:
Hair Tamer Fat Thinner Siren's Beauty Glamour Muscle Toner Growth Shrink
Hermione grabbed the Siren's Beauty. She had learned about Sirens from a book she read a while back. They were beautiful creatures that would sing on islands in the oceans and seas, and when a ship passed by, they would lure them with their songs and cause the ships crash onto the rocks. She studied the bottle for a moment, and thought it was worth a try to taste some of it. Since it was just the beauty, she wouldn't be the cause of anyone's death, but mainly, it would just enhance her natural beauty, so it doesn't completely change her appearance, which was a good thing for her.
Hermione uncorked the bottle and sipped a small amount, then transfigured a piece of paper into a mirror to take a look at her; she gasped. What she saw was a much more beautiful version of her. She didn't even need make- up. Her eyes were hazel and sparkling, her eye lids were a pale lavender, eyebrows perfectly shaped, eyelashes thick and black, the apples of her cheeks were toned a pale peach, and her lips were shaped and shiny with a bronze/gold color. Her cheekbones were enhanced, and her body shape was perfect. Her clothes were transfigured into a deep violet silk dress, sleeveless, and flowed down to her feet, where sparkling glass sandals replaced her black shoes. She had a silver necklace and a matching headband that was placed in the middle of her forehead and wove around to the back of her hair. (A.N: if you have seen Lord of the Rings, the Two Towers, and you remember that part where Arwen comes to Aragorn in a dream where she's wearing that blue dress.that's kind of what Hermione looks like. Same style dress, just different color. And no pointy ears!)
Hermione put down the mirror and gazed down at herself while smiling contently. She liked this look. The only problem was: how was she supposed to SHOW anyone her look, if she's locked in a potions closet? She decided she wasn't going to try out all the potions that were in here, since Severus would notice, so she sat down and waited for someone to open the door. Then it hit her.
WHACK!
"Holy shit, I forgot!" gasped Hermione as she grabbed her wand and strode over to the door. A simple lock spell should open that door. She was so caught up in everything that had happened that she didn't remember she had her wand and could DO that kind of magic. "Alohamora," whispered Hermione to the solid door. The door clicked open.
Meanwhile, Severus had had a hard 1st class, so he figured he'd get a little drinking in before the next class. He had at least 2 hours. So he grabbed his whiskey, sat down at his desk, and drank away his problems. . .that was until the potions closet opened. . .he looked up and saw the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He didn't recognize her as Hermione, considering she looked different, AND he was intoxicated.
Hermione opened the door and her eyes opened wide as she noticed Severus sitting down at his desk. He looked up at her, and she blushed a deep crimson from her cheeks to her ears. Before she could say anything to back up why she was there in the 1st place, Severus got up and walked swiftly towards her.
Severus thought that this was some kind of "gift" sent to him because of his horrible day (A.N. he's intoxicated ok? THAT MEANS HE'S WASTED! So he thinks Dumbledore or some other nutcase gave him a little *ahem* present. I don't want to use the word whore, because that's not really what he sees.) Severus walked up to her and placed his arms around her slender waist, leaned in, and kissed her full on the lips.
Hermione was shocked at first, then she could smell the whiskey emitting off his breath. Slowly, the smell decreased, since apparently her beauty could sober any man! (A.N. sorry for the cheesy line, I just thought it was funny!)
Severus was becoming slightly more aware of his surroundings, realizing at first that he was kissing a beautiful woman, and since he had to force women to kiss him (he was a Death Eater people!), he figured she must be as drunk as he was, but he slowly realized she had just as much passion in the tongue-in-throat kiss as he had.
Hermione had slowly snaked her arms up his arms, to his shoulders, then tightly around his neck until they were pressed so tightly together that Zeus himself couldn't pull them apart with his lightning bolts! (A.N. get your minds out of the gutter people!) Then slowly. . .ever so slowly, the Siren's Beauty spell began to wear off; and just at that moment, Severus opened his eyes to see who was kissing him so fiercely. . .
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
Muahahaha! I love cliffhangers, don't you? Well, I'll update as soon as I can!
