Authors note: thank you "DarkFire", "Mary", "Hermione-Snape" and "Salma"
for your four wonderful reviews. As you've all noticed I'm going to have a
little lyrics in the end of my chapters....so enjoy and sing along and you
better review if you wanna know what happens later on.
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When a Man Loves a Woman:
Chapter II : Rivals
Ron, Harry, Ginny, Hermione and Parvati were throwing disgusted looks at the hour-glasses that showed the housepoints in the Great Hall. They were ten points lower than they were about ten minutes ago.
It seemed so much. It felt like they all had lost their appetite.
"That greasy old git." Ron murmured disappointed.
"Oh come on, we'll catch up with our triumphs." Harry peppered Ron.
"It's a little pity to call Professor Snape old." Hermione spoke and all of them looked at as if she had some kind of mental illness.
"I mean what can he be?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
"He must be in his early thirties -"
"And yet he behaves as if he were about fifty." Ron interrupted Parvati "I mean he removes points if Neville drops his pen."
"You'll never forgive him for what he said about you in our second year here?" Hermione spoke.
"Of course not" Ron's face started to turn red with anger " 'Weasley's wand causes devastation with the simplest spells, we'll be sending Potter to the hospital wing in a matchbox' I've never been so pissed off." Ron sighed.
"Oh, get over it, you've got a new wand now." Harry tried to cheer him up.
"You don't worry, we have Herbology after lunch and Professor Sprout is nice so I'll just answer correctly and we'll get some points back." Hermione said with her best 'Know it all'-voice.
She looked over to the Slytherin-table and saw Draco who licked his mouth and winked at her. Disgusted she looked away.
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Severus walked between the Gryffindor- and Ravenclaw-tables, he remembered Hermione's scent wen he had leaned down to her face, she smelled so lovely he got dizzy with his emotions.
He saw her back at the Gryffindor-table and slowed down a little when he reached her spot. He inhaled her scent deeply, letting it intoxicate his brain and heart. One day he was going to confess his love for her. And just drive his nose in her hair and breath in that rose/strawberry/peach-smell.
He walked up to the Head-table were he had a perfect view of Hermione's beautiful face.
Then suddenly she looked away and faced the Slytherin-table, Severus followed her gace and it landed on Draco, who was flirting at her. He felt the anger boil up inside off him, he clenched his fists so his knuckles cracked a little.
McGonagall looked confused at him.
"Is something wrong, Severus?" she asked, concerned about the Potion Master. This last year he had seemed more sensitive then usual.
"No, Minerva" he answered and the corners of his mouth turned upward in something that probably was a smile "why would anything be wrong?"
McGonagall decided to be quiet the rest of the dinner. Severus was one of the most complicated men she had ever have the pleasure to meet. And being older than him and having worked longer at Hogwarts, she had always seen him like a son.
Seeing that Malfoy-brat flirt with his Hermione was too much for him. Severus had this thing that when he found something that he liked or loved it was his and no one else's. He knew that it was both stupid and selfish, but he could be very jealous.
And the thought of seeing someone else flirt with the love of his life was unacceptable.
He saw how Hermione turned her face away from him and returned to her meal. Revealed he started to concentrate at his own.
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"Something's wrong, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Malfoy is flirting with me again."
"Ignore him and he will stop." Parvati said.
"Yeah right, that brat is stubborn as an ass" Ron spoke, still pissed about their loss of points.
"No, really?" Harry asked with his eyebrows almost up in his fringe.
They all five laughed together.
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Draco turned his face down and sighed.
"Flirting with Granger again?" Goyle smiled at him.
"That's none of your business."
"How come you like her so much? Before you detested her?" Crabbe asked.
"I know, but that was before, now she's a hotty...my hotty." he said with big confidence.
"Your hotty?" both said at the same time.
"Yes, and no one is going to have her but me, understand?"
"Sure, we don't care, but she detests you." Crabbe said with his mouth full.
"Did your mum ever learned you not to talk with your mouth full?" Goyle said with a grin.
"Shut up, both of you, I'll just have to light her fire."
"Light her fire!" they both laughed out.
"You won't even be able to open the matchbox." Goyle managed to say between the laughs.
Draco grabbed both of them by their hair and they stopped to laugh.
"Shut up, you're supposed to support me now, not make fun of me."
"You have a very big confidence, you know that?" Crabbe said.
"And you think that she is going to fall for you just like that?" Goyle asked "what if she already has a boyfriend?"
"Come on, who would that be?"
"Some guy" Crabbe said.
"Oh, well done Crabbe, you know more than I thought." Draco said with sarcasm.
"Come now, or else we'll be late for Herbology." Goyle said and they left the Great Hall.
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"Today we are going to look a little bit closer at the Belladonna-plants, who can tell me about them?" Professor Sprout shouted out in the greenhouse.
Hermione raised her hand in the air.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"Some people puts a pinch of Belladonna in their tea 'cause it's relaxing, but if you use too much you can die since it's very strong." she answered as correctly as if she had been reading out from a book.
"Excellent, ten points to Gryffindor."
Hermione looked at Harry and Ron who were smiling at her.
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Later in Potions class:
As they worked with their potions Severus sat by his desk at the front and graded assignments from the second years Ravenclaw.
He looked up and caught Draco licking his mouth at Hermione who didn't looked amused.
"MISTER MALFOY!" he growled so all the students jumped out of their skin "has something special caught your eyes?"
"Indeed, Professor" he responded and pouted with his lips to Hermione.
Snape felt a volcano explode inside of him and moved in front of Draco.
"You know I hate to do this, but I will have to remove points from Slytherin for rude behaviour in class."
Draco opened his mouth to protest, but no sound escaped his lips.
"Ten points from Slytherin and I trust you don't do that in my class again."
Harry, Hermione and Ron were smiling.
Hermione dropped her pen so it rolled in under the table, she held her breath as the little sound hit the ground.
'Now he's going to remove points' she thought.
She bent over to pick up the pen and Severus saw how Draco leaned back his chair so he could se her butt.
Severus was going to burst if he didn't do anything.
"Allow me, Miss Granger" he said and looked at Hermione's suddenly shocked face. Then at Draco who looked disappointed 'cause she leaned back against her chair.
He climbed in under the table to find the pen. As his hand got the pen his eyes got her legs, they were so beautiful, so flawless, they looked so silky. How he wanted to run his hands over them, but couldn't.
He sighed and stood up, giving Hermione her pen back.
"There you go, Miss Granger"
"Oh, thank you, Professor Snape" she was surprised that this greasy git could show some kindness at all.
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Severus headed down to his dungeons.
Entering his dungeons, the first thing you see is his office and all the jars with herbals, blood, oils and parts from animals bodies.
And then there was the door to his so called home.
He opened it and walked through the livingroom to the bedroom. It was beautifully furnished with a king-sized bed with black silk-sheets and thin black curtains surrounding it with silver-traces in them and dozens of big comfy pillows.
Now he could only dream about the day when Hermione would be lying in that bed with him, making love to him, giving the last of her innocence to him.
She would like it here, it was beautiful. The darkness gives shapes to your dreams and lets your fantasies grow. Like music.
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Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and
wakes imagination . . .
Silently the senses
abandon their defences . . .
Slowly, gently
night unfurls its splendour . . .
Grasp it, sense it -
tremulous and tender . . .
Turn your face away
from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away
from cold, unfeeling light -
and listen to
the music of the night . . .
Close your eyes
and surrender to your
darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts
of the life
you knew before!
Close your eyes,
let your spirit
start to soar!
And you'll live
as you've never
lived before . . .
Softly, deftly,
music shall caress you . . .
Feel it, hear it,
secretly possess you. . .
Open up your mind,
let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness which
you know you cannot fight -
the darkness of
the music of the night . . .
Let your mind
start a journey through a
strange new world!
Leave all thoughts
of the world
you knew before!
Let your soul
Take you where you
long to be !
Only then
can you belong
to me . . .
Floating, falling,
sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me
savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin,
let your darker side give in
to the power of the music that I write -
the power of the music of the night . . .
You alone can make my song take flight -
help me make the music of the night . . .
Michael Crawford - "The music of the night"
From Andrew Lloyd Webbers musical "The phantom of the opera"
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When a Man Loves a Woman:
Chapter II : Rivals
Ron, Harry, Ginny, Hermione and Parvati were throwing disgusted looks at the hour-glasses that showed the housepoints in the Great Hall. They were ten points lower than they were about ten minutes ago.
It seemed so much. It felt like they all had lost their appetite.
"That greasy old git." Ron murmured disappointed.
"Oh come on, we'll catch up with our triumphs." Harry peppered Ron.
"It's a little pity to call Professor Snape old." Hermione spoke and all of them looked at as if she had some kind of mental illness.
"I mean what can he be?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
"He must be in his early thirties -"
"And yet he behaves as if he were about fifty." Ron interrupted Parvati "I mean he removes points if Neville drops his pen."
"You'll never forgive him for what he said about you in our second year here?" Hermione spoke.
"Of course not" Ron's face started to turn red with anger " 'Weasley's wand causes devastation with the simplest spells, we'll be sending Potter to the hospital wing in a matchbox' I've never been so pissed off." Ron sighed.
"Oh, get over it, you've got a new wand now." Harry tried to cheer him up.
"You don't worry, we have Herbology after lunch and Professor Sprout is nice so I'll just answer correctly and we'll get some points back." Hermione said with her best 'Know it all'-voice.
She looked over to the Slytherin-table and saw Draco who licked his mouth and winked at her. Disgusted she looked away.
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Severus walked between the Gryffindor- and Ravenclaw-tables, he remembered Hermione's scent wen he had leaned down to her face, she smelled so lovely he got dizzy with his emotions.
He saw her back at the Gryffindor-table and slowed down a little when he reached her spot. He inhaled her scent deeply, letting it intoxicate his brain and heart. One day he was going to confess his love for her. And just drive his nose in her hair and breath in that rose/strawberry/peach-smell.
He walked up to the Head-table were he had a perfect view of Hermione's beautiful face.
Then suddenly she looked away and faced the Slytherin-table, Severus followed her gace and it landed on Draco, who was flirting at her. He felt the anger boil up inside off him, he clenched his fists so his knuckles cracked a little.
McGonagall looked confused at him.
"Is something wrong, Severus?" she asked, concerned about the Potion Master. This last year he had seemed more sensitive then usual.
"No, Minerva" he answered and the corners of his mouth turned upward in something that probably was a smile "why would anything be wrong?"
McGonagall decided to be quiet the rest of the dinner. Severus was one of the most complicated men she had ever have the pleasure to meet. And being older than him and having worked longer at Hogwarts, she had always seen him like a son.
Seeing that Malfoy-brat flirt with his Hermione was too much for him. Severus had this thing that when he found something that he liked or loved it was his and no one else's. He knew that it was both stupid and selfish, but he could be very jealous.
And the thought of seeing someone else flirt with the love of his life was unacceptable.
He saw how Hermione turned her face away from him and returned to her meal. Revealed he started to concentrate at his own.
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"Something's wrong, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Malfoy is flirting with me again."
"Ignore him and he will stop." Parvati said.
"Yeah right, that brat is stubborn as an ass" Ron spoke, still pissed about their loss of points.
"No, really?" Harry asked with his eyebrows almost up in his fringe.
They all five laughed together.
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Draco turned his face down and sighed.
"Flirting with Granger again?" Goyle smiled at him.
"That's none of your business."
"How come you like her so much? Before you detested her?" Crabbe asked.
"I know, but that was before, now she's a hotty...my hotty." he said with big confidence.
"Your hotty?" both said at the same time.
"Yes, and no one is going to have her but me, understand?"
"Sure, we don't care, but she detests you." Crabbe said with his mouth full.
"Did your mum ever learned you not to talk with your mouth full?" Goyle said with a grin.
"Shut up, both of you, I'll just have to light her fire."
"Light her fire!" they both laughed out.
"You won't even be able to open the matchbox." Goyle managed to say between the laughs.
Draco grabbed both of them by their hair and they stopped to laugh.
"Shut up, you're supposed to support me now, not make fun of me."
"You have a very big confidence, you know that?" Crabbe said.
"And you think that she is going to fall for you just like that?" Goyle asked "what if she already has a boyfriend?"
"Come on, who would that be?"
"Some guy" Crabbe said.
"Oh, well done Crabbe, you know more than I thought." Draco said with sarcasm.
"Come now, or else we'll be late for Herbology." Goyle said and they left the Great Hall.
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"Today we are going to look a little bit closer at the Belladonna-plants, who can tell me about them?" Professor Sprout shouted out in the greenhouse.
Hermione raised her hand in the air.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"Some people puts a pinch of Belladonna in their tea 'cause it's relaxing, but if you use too much you can die since it's very strong." she answered as correctly as if she had been reading out from a book.
"Excellent, ten points to Gryffindor."
Hermione looked at Harry and Ron who were smiling at her.
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Later in Potions class:
As they worked with their potions Severus sat by his desk at the front and graded assignments from the second years Ravenclaw.
He looked up and caught Draco licking his mouth at Hermione who didn't looked amused.
"MISTER MALFOY!" he growled so all the students jumped out of their skin "has something special caught your eyes?"
"Indeed, Professor" he responded and pouted with his lips to Hermione.
Snape felt a volcano explode inside of him and moved in front of Draco.
"You know I hate to do this, but I will have to remove points from Slytherin for rude behaviour in class."
Draco opened his mouth to protest, but no sound escaped his lips.
"Ten points from Slytherin and I trust you don't do that in my class again."
Harry, Hermione and Ron were smiling.
Hermione dropped her pen so it rolled in under the table, she held her breath as the little sound hit the ground.
'Now he's going to remove points' she thought.
She bent over to pick up the pen and Severus saw how Draco leaned back his chair so he could se her butt.
Severus was going to burst if he didn't do anything.
"Allow me, Miss Granger" he said and looked at Hermione's suddenly shocked face. Then at Draco who looked disappointed 'cause she leaned back against her chair.
He climbed in under the table to find the pen. As his hand got the pen his eyes got her legs, they were so beautiful, so flawless, they looked so silky. How he wanted to run his hands over them, but couldn't.
He sighed and stood up, giving Hermione her pen back.
"There you go, Miss Granger"
"Oh, thank you, Professor Snape" she was surprised that this greasy git could show some kindness at all.
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Severus headed down to his dungeons.
Entering his dungeons, the first thing you see is his office and all the jars with herbals, blood, oils and parts from animals bodies.
And then there was the door to his so called home.
He opened it and walked through the livingroom to the bedroom. It was beautifully furnished with a king-sized bed with black silk-sheets and thin black curtains surrounding it with silver-traces in them and dozens of big comfy pillows.
Now he could only dream about the day when Hermione would be lying in that bed with him, making love to him, giving the last of her innocence to him.
She would like it here, it was beautiful. The darkness gives shapes to your dreams and lets your fantasies grow. Like music.
@-----@-----@-----@-----@-----@-----@-----@-----@-----
Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and
wakes imagination . . .
Silently the senses
abandon their defences . . .
Slowly, gently
night unfurls its splendour . . .
Grasp it, sense it -
tremulous and tender . . .
Turn your face away
from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away
from cold, unfeeling light -
and listen to
the music of the night . . .
Close your eyes
and surrender to your
darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts
of the life
you knew before!
Close your eyes,
let your spirit
start to soar!
And you'll live
as you've never
lived before . . .
Softly, deftly,
music shall caress you . . .
Feel it, hear it,
secretly possess you. . .
Open up your mind,
let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness which
you know you cannot fight -
the darkness of
the music of the night . . .
Let your mind
start a journey through a
strange new world!
Leave all thoughts
of the world
you knew before!
Let your soul
Take you where you
long to be !
Only then
can you belong
to me . . .
Floating, falling,
sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me
savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin,
let your darker side give in
to the power of the music that I write -
the power of the music of the night . . .
You alone can make my song take flight -
help me make the music of the night . . .
Michael Crawford - "The music of the night"
From Andrew Lloyd Webbers musical "The phantom of the opera"