AN – Sorry for the time between updates, but the next will be up in the next day or two! I have started a group (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fervescosfics/) to let you all know when I've updated all my fics. Am also running a poll there to see who you want Herm to choose. Would love for you all to join, however the group has an NC-17 rating, so if that's a problem, feel free to email me instead. I love hearing from you all!
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Thou Shalt Not Use the Words Snape and Relationship in the Same Sentence.
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I can't help it – I'm grinning like a fool. Might as well have a sign attached to me that reads 'Take a wild guess at what I've been doing!' That was absolutely by far the *best* sex I've ever had! Not that I have a whole lot to compare it to, but I'm sure this is going to be the one to measure all future escapades by. It certainly makes those two (only two!) other times look, well, pathetic.
The first time had been with Victor. Frankly, it was boring. Not the fireworks I had expected at all to celebrate the loss of my virginity. I barely had time to even register it had happened; though Krum seemed to quite enjoy himself. Oh, well.
That sort of put me off for a while, until Tonks (bless her honesty – it's so great to have someone who will talk to me like an adult about things. Merlin, I could just see my mother's face if I'd tried to speak to her about it – "you've been what?!") told Ginny and me one late night at Grimmauld Place last summer that the first time was always crap.
However, I didn't really mean for the second time to happen, even though it was only two nights after our girlie talk. I had got up late one night to find George and Bill Weasley drinking in the kitchen. After a little persuasion they convinced me to join them. Well, by the time Bill had sauntered off to bed I was feeling quite tiddly. Somehow (and I'm still not sure exactly what happened) I found myself in bed with George. All in all it was a damn site better than it had been with Victor, but still not the thrill I'd been led to believe it should be.
But tonight! Merlin, that man was amazing. Hate to think what George (or even Victor, for that matter) would say if they knew I was comparing their performances to Snape's (and that they were pathetic in comparison)! And he got me off! Cripes, I've only managed that a couple of times myself, and they had been missions all of their own.
I can still feel my insides quivering in satisfaction. Crap, really must swipe this grin from my face before I step inside the common room. Right, opening the door, smile gone – no, it's still twitching at the corners of my mouth. Well, with any luck everyone will be in bed…
"Herm?" Apparently not. Ron is giving me a strange look. "You okay? McGonagall came in lecturing us for bloody hours! Said she'd sent you to Snape!"
"I'm…fine," I reply. I am biting my bottom lip in an attempt to keep that grin under control.
Harry is looking at me oddly. He is silent for a few moments, his eyes studying mine. "What did you do to him?"
Crap! He knows! How does he know? I'm sure I cast a cleansing spell over myself, or did I?
"What?!" I squeak, panicked.
Ron is grinning wickedly at me. "You said something to him! Didn't you?"
"No!" Okay, they don't know. Thank Merlin for my naïve little friends.
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I am sitting in my usual seat when Severus….I mean, Professor Snape glides into the classroom. He slams his books down on his desk, drawing attention to himself. The whole class falls silent as he glances around the room. His usual sneer is plastered on his face, increasing somewhat as he looks at Harry. Then his gaze shifts to me. He stares for a moment before averting his eyes. What the hell was that? Then I realise where he is looking – the wall at the back of the class where…well, you know.
Still, I expected some sort of reaction. I'm feeling a little down now – perhaps last night was just sex.
Class presses on. I am utterly distracted, spending way too much time checking if Severus is checking on me. Hasn't even glanced in my direction. I suddenly realise in the last few minutes of class that my potion is all wrong. What should be a simmering jade solution is a bubbling green pile of goo. Oh, shit! Panicking I start running through my head where I went wrong…
"Herm!" Ron says sounding quite shocked as he glances at my cauldron.
Snape is now watching me closely. Fat lot of good that's doing – making me so nervous I can't even begin to think how to fix this.
"Bottle your potions!"
I sigh. No, that is a complete understatement. I am falling to pieces. Nothing for it – I bottle the offending green goop and hope for the best. I slowly approach Severus' desk, wishing for a miracle to occur sometime before I reach the front of the line. Bloody Draco Malfoy is standing in front of me, and having a ball of a time laughing at my potion.
"Perfect, Malfoy," Severus says as Malfoy hands in his potion, then turns and sneers at my potion in triumph on his way back to his desk.
I hesitantly hand over my bottle. Severus looks at the goo, then at me. There is absolutely no emotion on his face what so ever. He places the offending flask on his desk with the rest of them, then inclines his head in the direction of my desk. Giving him a confused look I do as I'm told and return to my seat.
"What was that?!" Harry whispers harshly in my ear.
"What did you say to him? You've got to tell me!" Ron begs.
"Potter! Weasley! Detention!" Snape's eyes linger on me for a moment, but then dart away again. "Class dismissed!" I pack up my books quickly, quite aware of all the stares I am getting. I am almost at the door when I hear his silky voice "Miss Granger, a word…"
Harry and Ron are flanking me as I approach Severus' desk.
"I do not believe I asked to speak with the two of you!" he bellows, giving them a decent sneer to top it off.
Harry gives me a concerned look. I nod at him, letting him know I'll be fine. He and Ron leave somewhat reluctantly. It is nice to know that they're willing to face Snape's wrath with me, but it's not necessary this time.
No sooner have the boys left then Severus is locking the door with his wand and placing silencing charms over the room.
"Hermione, last night, I…" Snape paused, then tried again. "I clearly overstepped the mark, and I will understand if you wish to go to Dumbledore about this…"
He isn't looking at me. Damn him. Was last night not enough to let Severus know that I am a perfectly willing and consenting member of this relationship? Wait, relationship – Snape – perhaps not two words that I would ever expect to hear together. Oh, what the hell, as much as I would love for this to develop into something more, I'll settle for something completely sexual.
"I do not want to go to Dumbledore."
"Well, perhaps you would be more comfortable speaking with Minerva?"
Love to know what is so fascinating about his desk that is stopping him looking at me. Must be bloody interesting, but frankly, all I can see are a couple of ink stains.
"Professor, I do not wish to go to anyone. I thoroughly enjoyed myself last night," I assure him. Ah, there we go, now he's looking at me. Oh, Merlin, perhaps that's not a good thing. He looks completely stunned. Perhaps I have gone way too far with my assumptions. Perhaps he was just looking for sex and I was convenient at the time.
"Last night, Mis…Hermione, was not how I intended this to happen."
Oh, wow. The way my name sounds coming from those lips is pure magic….wait, he intended this? Does that…do I dare let myself think that means that he still wants me? Trying to keep my composure I simply raise my eyebrows in a questioning manner.
"I hoped for you to enjoy it. I wished for something sweet, something you deserved," his eyes are full of lust for a moment, but then he again looks away, his voice turning harsh once more. "Not a quick fuck up against the classroom wall."
"Professor, I…"
"Severus!" he snaps sharply, his eyes boring through mine leaving absolutely no question in my mind as to how he wishes for me to address him.
"Severus," I say softly, testing his name out on my lips. I am pleased with the way it rolls off my tongue. "Severus, I was more than satisfied last night."
He raises a condescending eyebrow at me. "Don't humour me, Hermione."
I am speechless (yes, for once in my life). Can't very well tell him I'm not – it'd be precisely what I'd say if I was just stroking his ego.
"Perhaps I could make it up to you." Severus is watching me closely, obviously judging my every reaction. Hm, now this could be interesting. The things I could get him to do to *make it up to me*. Sounds brilliant to me – not only do I get a terrific shag last night, sounds like I might just get another! "What would you say to dinner in my quarters this evening?"
Oh. Well, not quite what I had been hoping for, but that will more than suffice.
"Of course," I reply, giving him a smile. May I have you for desert? Course, I am thrilled at the prospect of his company either way.
"Seven o'clock suitable?"
"Um, I am supposed to be in the Great Hall for dinner. McGonagall will…" I ramble on, but Severus shoots me a sharp look that silences me immediately. Starting to realise that perhaps the fact that I am one of his students is not a turn on to him. This surprises me – would've thought he'd be right into that.
"I shall sort that out," Severus finally replies. "I do believe you owe me some of your time for that appalling potion you handed me today."
I smirk in return.
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Thou Shalt Not Use the Words Snape and Relationship in the Same Sentence.
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I can't help it – I'm grinning like a fool. Might as well have a sign attached to me that reads 'Take a wild guess at what I've been doing!' That was absolutely by far the *best* sex I've ever had! Not that I have a whole lot to compare it to, but I'm sure this is going to be the one to measure all future escapades by. It certainly makes those two (only two!) other times look, well, pathetic.
The first time had been with Victor. Frankly, it was boring. Not the fireworks I had expected at all to celebrate the loss of my virginity. I barely had time to even register it had happened; though Krum seemed to quite enjoy himself. Oh, well.
That sort of put me off for a while, until Tonks (bless her honesty – it's so great to have someone who will talk to me like an adult about things. Merlin, I could just see my mother's face if I'd tried to speak to her about it – "you've been what?!") told Ginny and me one late night at Grimmauld Place last summer that the first time was always crap.
However, I didn't really mean for the second time to happen, even though it was only two nights after our girlie talk. I had got up late one night to find George and Bill Weasley drinking in the kitchen. After a little persuasion they convinced me to join them. Well, by the time Bill had sauntered off to bed I was feeling quite tiddly. Somehow (and I'm still not sure exactly what happened) I found myself in bed with George. All in all it was a damn site better than it had been with Victor, but still not the thrill I'd been led to believe it should be.
But tonight! Merlin, that man was amazing. Hate to think what George (or even Victor, for that matter) would say if they knew I was comparing their performances to Snape's (and that they were pathetic in comparison)! And he got me off! Cripes, I've only managed that a couple of times myself, and they had been missions all of their own.
I can still feel my insides quivering in satisfaction. Crap, really must swipe this grin from my face before I step inside the common room. Right, opening the door, smile gone – no, it's still twitching at the corners of my mouth. Well, with any luck everyone will be in bed…
"Herm?" Apparently not. Ron is giving me a strange look. "You okay? McGonagall came in lecturing us for bloody hours! Said she'd sent you to Snape!"
"I'm…fine," I reply. I am biting my bottom lip in an attempt to keep that grin under control.
Harry is looking at me oddly. He is silent for a few moments, his eyes studying mine. "What did you do to him?"
Crap! He knows! How does he know? I'm sure I cast a cleansing spell over myself, or did I?
"What?!" I squeak, panicked.
Ron is grinning wickedly at me. "You said something to him! Didn't you?"
"No!" Okay, they don't know. Thank Merlin for my naïve little friends.
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I am sitting in my usual seat when Severus….I mean, Professor Snape glides into the classroom. He slams his books down on his desk, drawing attention to himself. The whole class falls silent as he glances around the room. His usual sneer is plastered on his face, increasing somewhat as he looks at Harry. Then his gaze shifts to me. He stares for a moment before averting his eyes. What the hell was that? Then I realise where he is looking – the wall at the back of the class where…well, you know.
Still, I expected some sort of reaction. I'm feeling a little down now – perhaps last night was just sex.
Class presses on. I am utterly distracted, spending way too much time checking if Severus is checking on me. Hasn't even glanced in my direction. I suddenly realise in the last few minutes of class that my potion is all wrong. What should be a simmering jade solution is a bubbling green pile of goo. Oh, shit! Panicking I start running through my head where I went wrong…
"Herm!" Ron says sounding quite shocked as he glances at my cauldron.
Snape is now watching me closely. Fat lot of good that's doing – making me so nervous I can't even begin to think how to fix this.
"Bottle your potions!"
I sigh. No, that is a complete understatement. I am falling to pieces. Nothing for it – I bottle the offending green goop and hope for the best. I slowly approach Severus' desk, wishing for a miracle to occur sometime before I reach the front of the line. Bloody Draco Malfoy is standing in front of me, and having a ball of a time laughing at my potion.
"Perfect, Malfoy," Severus says as Malfoy hands in his potion, then turns and sneers at my potion in triumph on his way back to his desk.
I hesitantly hand over my bottle. Severus looks at the goo, then at me. There is absolutely no emotion on his face what so ever. He places the offending flask on his desk with the rest of them, then inclines his head in the direction of my desk. Giving him a confused look I do as I'm told and return to my seat.
"What was that?!" Harry whispers harshly in my ear.
"What did you say to him? You've got to tell me!" Ron begs.
"Potter! Weasley! Detention!" Snape's eyes linger on me for a moment, but then dart away again. "Class dismissed!" I pack up my books quickly, quite aware of all the stares I am getting. I am almost at the door when I hear his silky voice "Miss Granger, a word…"
Harry and Ron are flanking me as I approach Severus' desk.
"I do not believe I asked to speak with the two of you!" he bellows, giving them a decent sneer to top it off.
Harry gives me a concerned look. I nod at him, letting him know I'll be fine. He and Ron leave somewhat reluctantly. It is nice to know that they're willing to face Snape's wrath with me, but it's not necessary this time.
No sooner have the boys left then Severus is locking the door with his wand and placing silencing charms over the room.
"Hermione, last night, I…" Snape paused, then tried again. "I clearly overstepped the mark, and I will understand if you wish to go to Dumbledore about this…"
He isn't looking at me. Damn him. Was last night not enough to let Severus know that I am a perfectly willing and consenting member of this relationship? Wait, relationship – Snape – perhaps not two words that I would ever expect to hear together. Oh, what the hell, as much as I would love for this to develop into something more, I'll settle for something completely sexual.
"I do not want to go to Dumbledore."
"Well, perhaps you would be more comfortable speaking with Minerva?"
Love to know what is so fascinating about his desk that is stopping him looking at me. Must be bloody interesting, but frankly, all I can see are a couple of ink stains.
"Professor, I do not wish to go to anyone. I thoroughly enjoyed myself last night," I assure him. Ah, there we go, now he's looking at me. Oh, Merlin, perhaps that's not a good thing. He looks completely stunned. Perhaps I have gone way too far with my assumptions. Perhaps he was just looking for sex and I was convenient at the time.
"Last night, Mis…Hermione, was not how I intended this to happen."
Oh, wow. The way my name sounds coming from those lips is pure magic….wait, he intended this? Does that…do I dare let myself think that means that he still wants me? Trying to keep my composure I simply raise my eyebrows in a questioning manner.
"I hoped for you to enjoy it. I wished for something sweet, something you deserved," his eyes are full of lust for a moment, but then he again looks away, his voice turning harsh once more. "Not a quick fuck up against the classroom wall."
"Professor, I…"
"Severus!" he snaps sharply, his eyes boring through mine leaving absolutely no question in my mind as to how he wishes for me to address him.
"Severus," I say softly, testing his name out on my lips. I am pleased with the way it rolls off my tongue. "Severus, I was more than satisfied last night."
He raises a condescending eyebrow at me. "Don't humour me, Hermione."
I am speechless (yes, for once in my life). Can't very well tell him I'm not – it'd be precisely what I'd say if I was just stroking his ego.
"Perhaps I could make it up to you." Severus is watching me closely, obviously judging my every reaction. Hm, now this could be interesting. The things I could get him to do to *make it up to me*. Sounds brilliant to me – not only do I get a terrific shag last night, sounds like I might just get another! "What would you say to dinner in my quarters this evening?"
Oh. Well, not quite what I had been hoping for, but that will more than suffice.
"Of course," I reply, giving him a smile. May I have you for desert? Course, I am thrilled at the prospect of his company either way.
"Seven o'clock suitable?"
"Um, I am supposed to be in the Great Hall for dinner. McGonagall will…" I ramble on, but Severus shoots me a sharp look that silences me immediately. Starting to realise that perhaps the fact that I am one of his students is not a turn on to him. This surprises me – would've thought he'd be right into that.
"I shall sort that out," Severus finally replies. "I do believe you owe me some of your time for that appalling potion you handed me today."
I smirk in return.
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AN:
Big thanks to…
Dark Goddess – Hope this answered your question. Thank you!
Anarane Anwamane – Thanks!
Piggie – Cheers!
Rocky Vladimir – Thank you! And I'm sure you'll find one!
Museless – Begging will be gratefully accepted! Thanks!
Raclswt – Ah, the summary – well, it's all coming. Thanks!
AnnabelleElizabeth – Hopefully won't be too sad, but I am afraid you're probably right. Thank you!
Someone28 – Thank you!
Flounder 2 – Wow! Thanks!
Rachel – Ah, you'll just have to wait and see if they get back together! Thank you!
Jennifer13 – Awesome? Wow! Thank you!
DeAtH2aLLpRePZ – (cor, that's a mouthful!) Thank you.
Slainte – Cheers! And updates will be more often, promise.
Pirate in Training – Thanks!