Lucius Malfoy was delighted. Everything went like planned. He had received
the place as defence against dark arts teacher. Now he could check
Severus's loyalty to the Dark lord, and spy on Dumbledore. He could also
keep an eye on Harry Potter. And pissing off Severus was a great bonus.
He didn't want to go and stress down to Great Hall to eat. Why walk when House Elves bring you want you want? He just finished his breakfast in bed. He was waiting his first lesson of the day: Seventh Year NEWT class.
He smirked as he his eyes trailed over the list of names.
Who have we here? No other than Miss Hermione Granger.
Hermione entered the DADA class room and looked surprised around her. It had changed a lot. The tables were all separated, and he seats were now hard wooden stools.
Then Hermione looked at the teacher. And stopped dead.
Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy was sitting at the desk, grinning broadly.
Hermione didn't hate many people. But if she hated, or loved for that matter, someone, she did it with passion. Hermione would have done anything to have the right to punch off that smirk from his face.
She had faced him more than one time. In her Sixth year, she had had to duel against him twice. Once verbally, as she had started a law proceeding against him. The other time, she had duelled with him when Death Eaters had attacked her and her family during the Christmas holidays.
She concentrated, trying not to burst of anger or to hex him. Lucius turned his head, feeling the hate emanating from someone. His eyes locked with Hermione's. He smirked. She felt something in her shoulder blades. He winked. She hissed. He blew her a kiss. Hermione stiffened and suddenly a strange noise was heard. A horrible crack, just like when bones are being crushed.
Hermione's eyes widened, and she quickly ran backward, into the wall. Her hands searched for the doorknob, and opened the door.
She was still walking backwards. When she saw that no one was around, she started to run, ignoring Harry's and Ron's commands to come back.
Severus was just lecturing his second year Raverclaw - Hufflepuff class, when someone kicked the door open. A half-panicked, half-angry Hermione entered the room.
Severus looked at the girl. She definitely had to have a good reason to come and disturb his class.
"- What is it Miss Granger?"
"- Your . . . Office. . . Right. . . NOW! Talk. . . IMPORTANT!"
Severus looked at her eyes and then at the poor door. He cast a death glare at the class, and instantly they all imagined all the things he could to them if they messed up their potion. When he saw the wanted effect of his glare, he motioned to Hermione to come with him.
As soon as the door was closed. Hermione fling herself ungraciously on his armchair and sighed deeply.
"- Did you know Lucius Malfoy, of all people, is the new defence against the dark arts teacher?"
"- Unfortunately yes, I do."
Severus quirked an eyebrow. Did she come here only to say this to him? Suddenly she clapped her tongue.
"- I think my wings moulted completely. Could you please check? Professor Flitwick had put a semi conciliatus charm on them."
Severus nodded and Hermione turned around, showing him her back. She took off her robes and unbuttoned her blouse.
Severus blushed slightly at the sight of naked body. He muttered the counter spell and saw the wings again.
He was so surprised by what he saw, that his wand fell from his hand.
Her wings had moulted. But also grown. What before was a strange assemblage of bony tubes, was now a complicated pattern of spidery bones connected together, which looked like a very fragile lace.
Before, the wings had just been bare. Now, they were covered with strange feathers, always made out of the same strange material as the rest of her wings. These feathers sticked out, and seemed to be extremely pointy and sharp like knifes.
Severus couldn't help but to stroke the white construction in front of him. He was amazed. He couldn't believe, he actually made this little wonder.
Hermione shivered under his touch. It was somehow so intimate. Severus closed his eyes and rested his head just between her both wings; Hermione entangled her fingers with his.
"- You should go to the Infirmary, and let Madame Pomfresh check if there something unusual, just to be sure. Would you come and fence today? "
Hermione nodded.
Severus was happy that he had at least something eh could look forward to.
The same evening, both of them fenced mercilessly, not caring if they ripped each other cloths off doing it.
Hermione was an incredibly agile fencer, always dodging Severus's attacks.
He had finally cornered her against a wall, and she was unable to escape. Adrenaline was till pumping in his veins and he looked at the girl at his mercy. Her big brown eyes looked calculating in his black ones.
The girl bit her lip and with out even knowing what he was doing, Severus bent down and kissed her.
It wasn't a peck. It wasn't a gentle or caring kiss either. The adrenaline who had minutes before been used to fence, had reconverted itself to a strange electrical power, that kept the lips of Hermione sealed with those of Severus.
The kiss was more a fight than a caring motion. Their tongues smashed together, like the sords a while before.
Severus brought the girl closer to him and the girl pressed his head to hers. Both fell on the ground, but neither of them took notice of it.
After fifteen minutes of excessive snogging, Hermione broke the kiss.
"- I think its past curfew. Could we continue this an other evening?"
Severus nodded and helped the girl to stand up. The girl kissed his lips a last time and flooed to her rooms.
He didn't want to go and stress down to Great Hall to eat. Why walk when House Elves bring you want you want? He just finished his breakfast in bed. He was waiting his first lesson of the day: Seventh Year NEWT class.
He smirked as he his eyes trailed over the list of names.
Who have we here? No other than Miss Hermione Granger.
Hermione entered the DADA class room and looked surprised around her. It had changed a lot. The tables were all separated, and he seats were now hard wooden stools.
Then Hermione looked at the teacher. And stopped dead.
Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy was sitting at the desk, grinning broadly.
Hermione didn't hate many people. But if she hated, or loved for that matter, someone, she did it with passion. Hermione would have done anything to have the right to punch off that smirk from his face.
She had faced him more than one time. In her Sixth year, she had had to duel against him twice. Once verbally, as she had started a law proceeding against him. The other time, she had duelled with him when Death Eaters had attacked her and her family during the Christmas holidays.
She concentrated, trying not to burst of anger or to hex him. Lucius turned his head, feeling the hate emanating from someone. His eyes locked with Hermione's. He smirked. She felt something in her shoulder blades. He winked. She hissed. He blew her a kiss. Hermione stiffened and suddenly a strange noise was heard. A horrible crack, just like when bones are being crushed.
Hermione's eyes widened, and she quickly ran backward, into the wall. Her hands searched for the doorknob, and opened the door.
She was still walking backwards. When she saw that no one was around, she started to run, ignoring Harry's and Ron's commands to come back.
Severus was just lecturing his second year Raverclaw - Hufflepuff class, when someone kicked the door open. A half-panicked, half-angry Hermione entered the room.
Severus looked at the girl. She definitely had to have a good reason to come and disturb his class.
"- What is it Miss Granger?"
"- Your . . . Office. . . Right. . . NOW! Talk. . . IMPORTANT!"
Severus looked at her eyes and then at the poor door. He cast a death glare at the class, and instantly they all imagined all the things he could to them if they messed up their potion. When he saw the wanted effect of his glare, he motioned to Hermione to come with him.
As soon as the door was closed. Hermione fling herself ungraciously on his armchair and sighed deeply.
"- Did you know Lucius Malfoy, of all people, is the new defence against the dark arts teacher?"
"- Unfortunately yes, I do."
Severus quirked an eyebrow. Did she come here only to say this to him? Suddenly she clapped her tongue.
"- I think my wings moulted completely. Could you please check? Professor Flitwick had put a semi conciliatus charm on them."
Severus nodded and Hermione turned around, showing him her back. She took off her robes and unbuttoned her blouse.
Severus blushed slightly at the sight of naked body. He muttered the counter spell and saw the wings again.
He was so surprised by what he saw, that his wand fell from his hand.
Her wings had moulted. But also grown. What before was a strange assemblage of bony tubes, was now a complicated pattern of spidery bones connected together, which looked like a very fragile lace.
Before, the wings had just been bare. Now, they were covered with strange feathers, always made out of the same strange material as the rest of her wings. These feathers sticked out, and seemed to be extremely pointy and sharp like knifes.
Severus couldn't help but to stroke the white construction in front of him. He was amazed. He couldn't believe, he actually made this little wonder.
Hermione shivered under his touch. It was somehow so intimate. Severus closed his eyes and rested his head just between her both wings; Hermione entangled her fingers with his.
"- You should go to the Infirmary, and let Madame Pomfresh check if there something unusual, just to be sure. Would you come and fence today? "
Hermione nodded.
Severus was happy that he had at least something eh could look forward to.
The same evening, both of them fenced mercilessly, not caring if they ripped each other cloths off doing it.
Hermione was an incredibly agile fencer, always dodging Severus's attacks.
He had finally cornered her against a wall, and she was unable to escape. Adrenaline was till pumping in his veins and he looked at the girl at his mercy. Her big brown eyes looked calculating in his black ones.
The girl bit her lip and with out even knowing what he was doing, Severus bent down and kissed her.
It wasn't a peck. It wasn't a gentle or caring kiss either. The adrenaline who had minutes before been used to fence, had reconverted itself to a strange electrical power, that kept the lips of Hermione sealed with those of Severus.
The kiss was more a fight than a caring motion. Their tongues smashed together, like the sords a while before.
Severus brought the girl closer to him and the girl pressed his head to hers. Both fell on the ground, but neither of them took notice of it.
After fifteen minutes of excessive snogging, Hermione broke the kiss.
"- I think its past curfew. Could we continue this an other evening?"
Severus nodded and helped the girl to stand up. The girl kissed his lips a last time and flooed to her rooms.