Severus broke the kiss. He looked into a very tempting woman's eyes. Had she just proposed what he thought she proposed?
"Miss...Granger?"
"Come now, Severus, we both know you find me tempting and it isn't as if we are still back at school." very slowly she positioned herself so that she was straddling Severus' leg.
"Your drunk." he said, trying his damnest not to think about how she was rocking her hips into his groin. "I don't wish to take advantage of you in this state."
Hermione giggled. "Please, it seems to me that you would much like to take advantage of this situation." she rocked a little deeper. Severus let out a deep growl. "See."
He took a deep breath. "I think it would be wise for you to return to your home and sleep the alcohol off. Maybe when you've sobered up then we could discuss what you're proposing." He placed his hand on her hips and gently lifted her off his lap. 'I'm sure Albus would love to hear about this.' he said to himself.
"And how do you expect me to get home?" asked Hermione, with her hands on her hips. "You seem to think that I'm not able to make a simple dissention as to who I wish to sleep with, how could I find my own way home?"
If the situation was lacking the alcohol he would find her actions almost cute. 'Bloody Hell! Did I just say I found her cute?' he shook his head. "As a responsible adult I'll make sure you get home in one piece."
Severus lead Hermione from the club and down the street. He wasn't entirely sure as to where she lived or if he could find a fire place to floo her home. The only other thing that came to mind was to bring her back to his flat and just have her sleep it off. His mind kept returning to the seductive dance that only happened moments ago. He wouldn't deny that he had been turned on and that he just wish that he could just take her then and there, but that wasn't how any sexual experience should happen.
"Bloody Hell!" cried the girl beside him. Severus turned to see Hermione leaning against the wall of a building. "I hate these damn shoes. Every time I wear them I twist my ankle. When the hell am I going to learn?"
Severus mentally chuckled to himself. "Can you walk?" Hermione looked up at him. The look in her eyes look like a cross between shock and bewilderment.
"Professor? When did you get here?" Severus cocked an eyebrow. Hermione looked around. "And where is here?"
"Miss Granger, are you alright?"
Hermione continued to look at Severus, then something hit her, "You were at the club with me, and you bought me a drink, right?" He nodded. "Damn it! How much of a complete fool did I make of myself?"
"Excuse me?"
"I don't normally drink, but when I do I tend to loose myself. It takes searing pain to snap me back into reality. Like what I'm feeling right now. Please tell me I didn't do something stupid?"
Severus had heard of how sometimes a magical being could be thrown into a subconscious mental state if drugs or alcohol were introduced to their systems, he just never met one. These beings were rare and were most commonly sprites and gnomes, but it wasn't uncommon for a witch to have this condition. Pain was the only way to bring the being out of the trance.
"So, your a funelgus?" he asked. Hermione nodded. "Then tell me, Miss Granger, why is it you go to a club?"
"I go to dance and hang out. I normally just drink tea or water. But when someone orders me a drink I would just smile and pretend that I'm not thirsty. Somehow I didn't think you, of all people, would buy me a drink."
Severus bend down and inspected Hermione's ankle. It had already begun to swell. "And why is that, Miss Granger?"
"For one you have yet to call me by my name. Not once tonight."
"And how do you know I didn't while you were, how should I put this, seducing me?"
Hermione was horrified. "I didn't. Oh, Goddess, tell me your joking." Severus looked up from her ankle.
An evil grin crossed his lips. "I'm sorry to say, but I'm not. But then again it was most entertaining to watch you dance to that song." If possible her face paled even more. "Oh, yes. Now what was that song...that's right 'Dirty'. Most entertaining. I was quite impressed with your lap dance."
Hermione wanted to die. "Please, Goddess no! I didn't! And everyone saw...I can never show my face there again!" Severus chuckled. "Your enjoying this, aren't you?"
"I must say, it is nice to see that you've grown up and moved on from the stuffy Gryffindor you were at school." he stood from his kneeling position and dusted off his pants. "I can't allow you to walk home now. I do hope you realize that."
"That bad?"
"I have some potions at my flat that will take care of this. That is if your willing to allow me to help." Hermione nodded. "Well we can do this one of two ways, you lean against me and I help to get there or I just carry you."
Hermione burst out laughing. "That would be a site."
She pushed herself from the wall and nearly fell. She had to bite back her tears. Severus saw the pain fill her eyes. He knew he was going to regret this. He gently picked her up, cradling her in his arms. A small gasp left her as he took her by surprise. Out of instincts she brought her arms around his neck. A blush slowly crept over her face.
"These are the days I wish I had stuck to that damned diet." she said softly.
Severus smiled inward. "This is nothing compared to Hagrid during a binge. It takes both myself and Albus just to levitate the poor ofe."
"Did you just compare me to Hagrid?" she asked quickly.
"Of course not. I was just simply explaining to you that your not heavy. Your actually quite light."
First he was tending to her twisted ankle, then he was carrying her and now he was complementing her, what was going to be next?
"Tell me, Severus, did I really cause a scene at the club?"
"You won first prize in the Karaoke contest. I'm sure you left a few gentlemen a bit," he cleared his throat, "frustrated." Hermione's head fell back as she groaned.
"Why me?"
"Just luckily I guess." She quickly picked her head back up.
"Since when did you make jokes and became the white knight?" Severus raised an eyebrow, he didn't understand the question. "I remember the night of my graduation and you said and I quote 'Good ridden.' And I can't being to tell you all the terrible things you said about me while I was in school."
"Do you honestly think you would have done half as well if I had been soft on you in school?" He asked as he approached a house. "I knew before you came to school how smart you were. Why do you think I kept at you?"
"Utter dislike?" Severus gently put her down as he withdrew his keys from his coat pocket.
"Think again." was all he said as he opened the door. He once again picked Hermione up and walked inside.
A small house-elf with large bulging blue eyes looked up at Severus and Hermione. "Is Sir bringing home the new Mistress?" she asked. Hermione gasped. "Sir is carrying Misses over the threshold. Tis custom when new Mistress joins Sir."
"No, Ria. She is not my new bride. She is a former student that needs my help. Could you please go and get me some hot water and an ace wrap from my first aid box in the bathroom?" The small house-elf nodded and quickly ran off further into the house. Severus walked into, what Hermione thought, was the living room. He gently placed her on the sofa.
"You don't bring many girls home, I gather?" A small blush crept around Severus' neck.
"Not normally." The two sat in silence while they waited for Ria to return. Soon they could hear the sloshing of water. Ria placed the small tub of water on the floor and handed Severus the ace wrap. She bowed again and left the room.
"So, why don't you live in your manor?" asked Hermione as he began to examine her ankle again. "OW!"
"Sorry." he said quietly. "I do live there. I'm just staying here for the summer. I have a friend out here who told me about a shop where I could fine a seer. The school is looking for a new Divination teacher. Albus insisted that I come here." He slowly drizzled hot water over her foot. A sensation crawled up her leg and she shivered. "Cold?"
She shook her head. "No, just tickled. Dumbledore sent you to the club to find the seer?" He nodded.
"The bar tender is the friend I just mentioned. It seems that one of his waitresses is an amazing seer, but after I saw you I just kind of..."
"Wondered?"
"Could you blame me? I mean, and please forgive me for saying this, but you've become a looker." A grin formed across her lips.
I'm doing this only because you begged! So tell me if I should continue. If your luckly i may and maybe the next would be based around a lil sompin, sompin :winkwink: