A/N- I would like to invite any readers of this Fic or any of my others, to go read another that I have been working on for a while. It is however, not HG/SS so I don't know if anyone is reading it. You guys are the only readers that leave reviews. It's called The Absinthe Chronicles and I have tweaked it so that it will correspond to OOP. It is a long running idea where my original character Absinthe fills in gaps in the books and has a few adventures herself. It involves everyone from Hogwarts, and there's really no set shippers. However there is a lot of sex, the uncensored version is on fandomination.net, it is authored under blacksheep if ou want to read it. That version however is not the updated version. I would suggest reading the majority of it here on FF.Net and just going over for the smut;)
Let's dance chapter 13- Dyn-O-mite
Draco went to the headmasters office and the gargoyle was already out of the way, he went up and knocked on the door.
"Come in Draco." Draco stepped into the office and lowered his voice, he didn't want to feel like he was waking the other headmasters.
"Do you know what's wrong with Professor Snape and Ms. Granger sir?"
"Of course I do my dear boy. They took quite a bit of some potion. They are, what's the word..."
"High?"
"That one works, and considering the potion they took it works better than stoned, which was the word I was trying to think of. I do not approve of this type of
behavior usually, but I'm going to let it slide this once. They need the release. Don't worry about them, and not a word to anyone. Although you are always allowed
some good natured ribbing at the parties in question." Albus smiled at the boy and Draco left with a satisfied smirk on his face.
Sevvi and Hermi, as they were calling each other, were being fed surreptitiously and steadily by the house-elves. Hermione had a mutton leg in her mouth as big as her face and Snape was face first in a mince meat pie. As soon as they would finish one food another would appear. Soon they had their fill and were messy and happy. They made their way back to the Skating rink and this time did not encounter anyone. They went back into the room that had the black light and laid down. Hermione flicked her wand a couple of times and they were laying on soft cushy pillows, the black light went off and Snapes collection of lava lamps brightened the room slightly. They were both covered in food so Hermione took the extra second and spelled them clean. They laid on their sides staring at each other, a titter escaping their lips ever so often. They began talking about random things, whispering so that the mood wasn't ruined and ever so often inching closer together so that they could hear, or so they told themselves. Hermione focus had been on Snape's lips for a good fifteen minutes, he was talking about other potions that used pot in them. When he stopped talking she looked back in his eyes.
"Can I kiss you?" The potion still had a small hold over them, but the majority of it had worn off. They were now in a state of contentment, but later they would swear it was the potion.
Snape smiled slightly and moved his head closer to hers, she moved her head closer and they met lips somewhere in the middle. At first it was an innocent curious kiss, but soon it turned into something more. Snape lifted his head to the side and Hermione opened her mouth, he pulled her closer and she wrapped her arms around his neck, he rolled them over and she wrapped her legs around his hips. Never before had either of them felt such abandon and passion. They were carefree and happy. Their fervent kissing carried on for thirty minutes before they broke apart, both seemingly exhausted and passed out.
