Chapter 5
Regarding The Potion
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Disclaimer: If I actually owned my characters I wouldn't be posting on FanFiction.net now would I? They need to make a disclaimer that applies to everything so that we don't have to put these up on an individual basis, it's such a pain.
A.N. This chapter doesn't actually tell you all that much but,.... it does progress the storyline quite a bit.
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Potion class the next day was exceedingly dull compared to the past two days; they were making a boil removing potion for madam Pompfrey. Snape kept looking at Hermione, but avoiding her glance every time she tried to make eye contact. Hermione had decided to just try to ignore his constant surveillance.
Hermione was putting her things away when Snape came over to her.
Snape leaned in near Hermione's ear and breathed deeply of her sweet perfume. 'Forget your backpack,' he whispered. Before walking away Snape put an advanced potions volume on her desk: pretense for any watching eyes.
Hermione put her bag underneath her desk and opened the cover of the book. A piece of green paper, folded meticulously in half, lay in sharp contrast to the starkly white cover pages of the book. After making sure that no one was looking over her shoulder Hermione delicately opened the folded paper.
The note read, 'Meet me in my office. I need to talk to you away from prying eyes and ears,' in silver ink.
Hermione pushed her stool under her desk in order to hide her bag and went over to Harry and Ron.
'Hi 'Mione,' Ron said as he hastened to get all of his things into his bag before the bell rang.
'Are you coming to our opening Quiddich season party on the pitch tonight?' Harry asked as they walked into the hallway together, on the way to lunch.
'I'll try to make it by, but I have homework and band practice tonight,' Hermione explained.
'Band practice?' Ron raised his eyebrow.
'Yeah, Dumbledore's idea, he wants to have four house bands. We're supposed to play at the school dances and things like that.'
'I didn't know that you played an instrument,' Harry said.
'I sing,' Hermione explained. They were nearly to the great hall so Hermione spun around and stamped her foot. 'Damn it! I left my bag back down in the potion room. I'll meet you at lunch.' She ran off down the hallway.
A few minutes later Hermione walked into an empty potion room. She bent under her desk, grabbed her bag, and proceeded into Snape's office.
The potion sat bubbling on top of Snape's desk, but Hermione didn't see Snape.
Suddenly, he was in front of her and she was being pressed up against the wall. He pressed his lips against hers, lightly at first. Hermione dropped her bag, kissing him back. She slipped her tongue in between his lips and he abruptly stepped back.
'This is wrong,' Snape said bluntly.
Hermione sighed, 'You're right.' There was an uncomfortable moment of silence and then Hermione picked up her bag to leave. 'If that's all, I'll go to lunch.'
Snape snapped out of his stupor. 'It's not all. I wasn't planning on doing that.' Snape broke off. 'I have a letter for you.'
'Oh,' Hermione turned back and dropped her bag to the floor once more.
Snape handed her a parchment envelope with the Hogwarts seal on it. 'It's from Dumbledore, regarding the potion I imagine.'
Hermione opened the envelope and removed a piece of parchment covered with Dumbledore's curly writing.
Snape leaned over her shoulder and read the letter aloud.
'Hermione,
'I'm glad to hear that you've agreed to work on the potion. You're no doubt wondering what the potion's purpose is. I regret that I cannot tell you in this letter, for fear that it will be intercepted. I'm going away to London for a couple of weeks, but I'll schedule an appointment with you when I return. We can discuss the potion then, I want to hear that song you're working on too.
'In the meantime, I hope Severus isn't being an ogre, he can be a beast at times. If he gives you any trouble talk to Mcgonnagal. Whatever you do, do not cease work on the potion. The potion is vital.
'My Best
'Dumbledore.'
Snape laughed and kissed her cheek. 'I'm not a beast am I?' He asked.
Hermione pulled him closer to her. 'No. You're not a beast; you're a cruel bastard.
'And don't you forget it,' Snape said. He wrapped his arms around her waist lovingly.
Hermione moaned happily and went back to kissing him. 'Ouch!' Hermione pulled away from him, dug into her pocket and pulled out the cave stone which now shone vibrantly red.
Snape blushed and took the stone from her. 'It's a passion stone. If you feel passionately about someone or something it will light up red. So you either love me, loathe me, or you're thinking about Ron.'
Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust, 'I guess I love you then.' Hermione kissed the bridge of his nose.
Snape pulled her close and kissed passionately down her neck.
Hermione leaned her head against Snape's chest , but then she remembered the letter that was still in her hand and she pushed him away.
Snape looked at her perplexedly.
'What about the potion, professor?'
Snape sighed and went back to her neck, 'We'll find someone else to do it.'
Hermione sighed. 'Who?' She asked allowing Snape full range of her neck.
Snape inched his hand down her thigh and mumbled the first name that popped into his head. 'Star.'
That did it, Hermione pushed him away again. 'Nope, that won't do at all. You'll just have to wait until we're finished with it.' Hermione picked up her bag, 'And, I'm late for lunch. I'll see you on Friday professor.' With that she was off down the hallway.
'Call me Severus!' Snape called after her. He picked up the red cave stone that had been left on the desk.
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A.N. Things have heated up a bit eh?
Thanks: Anarane Anwamane, Sarahamanda, Moon Assassin 13, Melwasul, and Belle Mortis (I hate being so bloody transparent)
Regarding The Potion
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Disclaimer: If I actually owned my characters I wouldn't be posting on FanFiction.net now would I? They need to make a disclaimer that applies to everything so that we don't have to put these up on an individual basis, it's such a pain.
A.N. This chapter doesn't actually tell you all that much but,.... it does progress the storyline quite a bit.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Potion class the next day was exceedingly dull compared to the past two days; they were making a boil removing potion for madam Pompfrey. Snape kept looking at Hermione, but avoiding her glance every time she tried to make eye contact. Hermione had decided to just try to ignore his constant surveillance.
Hermione was putting her things away when Snape came over to her.
Snape leaned in near Hermione's ear and breathed deeply of her sweet perfume. 'Forget your backpack,' he whispered. Before walking away Snape put an advanced potions volume on her desk: pretense for any watching eyes.
Hermione put her bag underneath her desk and opened the cover of the book. A piece of green paper, folded meticulously in half, lay in sharp contrast to the starkly white cover pages of the book. After making sure that no one was looking over her shoulder Hermione delicately opened the folded paper.
The note read, 'Meet me in my office. I need to talk to you away from prying eyes and ears,' in silver ink.
Hermione pushed her stool under her desk in order to hide her bag and went over to Harry and Ron.
'Hi 'Mione,' Ron said as he hastened to get all of his things into his bag before the bell rang.
'Are you coming to our opening Quiddich season party on the pitch tonight?' Harry asked as they walked into the hallway together, on the way to lunch.
'I'll try to make it by, but I have homework and band practice tonight,' Hermione explained.
'Band practice?' Ron raised his eyebrow.
'Yeah, Dumbledore's idea, he wants to have four house bands. We're supposed to play at the school dances and things like that.'
'I didn't know that you played an instrument,' Harry said.
'I sing,' Hermione explained. They were nearly to the great hall so Hermione spun around and stamped her foot. 'Damn it! I left my bag back down in the potion room. I'll meet you at lunch.' She ran off down the hallway.
A few minutes later Hermione walked into an empty potion room. She bent under her desk, grabbed her bag, and proceeded into Snape's office.
The potion sat bubbling on top of Snape's desk, but Hermione didn't see Snape.
Suddenly, he was in front of her and she was being pressed up against the wall. He pressed his lips against hers, lightly at first. Hermione dropped her bag, kissing him back. She slipped her tongue in between his lips and he abruptly stepped back.
'This is wrong,' Snape said bluntly.
Hermione sighed, 'You're right.' There was an uncomfortable moment of silence and then Hermione picked up her bag to leave. 'If that's all, I'll go to lunch.'
Snape snapped out of his stupor. 'It's not all. I wasn't planning on doing that.' Snape broke off. 'I have a letter for you.'
'Oh,' Hermione turned back and dropped her bag to the floor once more.
Snape handed her a parchment envelope with the Hogwarts seal on it. 'It's from Dumbledore, regarding the potion I imagine.'
Hermione opened the envelope and removed a piece of parchment covered with Dumbledore's curly writing.
Snape leaned over her shoulder and read the letter aloud.
'Hermione,
'I'm glad to hear that you've agreed to work on the potion. You're no doubt wondering what the potion's purpose is. I regret that I cannot tell you in this letter, for fear that it will be intercepted. I'm going away to London for a couple of weeks, but I'll schedule an appointment with you when I return. We can discuss the potion then, I want to hear that song you're working on too.
'In the meantime, I hope Severus isn't being an ogre, he can be a beast at times. If he gives you any trouble talk to Mcgonnagal. Whatever you do, do not cease work on the potion. The potion is vital.
'My Best
'Dumbledore.'
Snape laughed and kissed her cheek. 'I'm not a beast am I?' He asked.
Hermione pulled him closer to her. 'No. You're not a beast; you're a cruel bastard.
'And don't you forget it,' Snape said. He wrapped his arms around her waist lovingly.
Hermione moaned happily and went back to kissing him. 'Ouch!' Hermione pulled away from him, dug into her pocket and pulled out the cave stone which now shone vibrantly red.
Snape blushed and took the stone from her. 'It's a passion stone. If you feel passionately about someone or something it will light up red. So you either love me, loathe me, or you're thinking about Ron.'
Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust, 'I guess I love you then.' Hermione kissed the bridge of his nose.
Snape pulled her close and kissed passionately down her neck.
Hermione leaned her head against Snape's chest , but then she remembered the letter that was still in her hand and she pushed him away.
Snape looked at her perplexedly.
'What about the potion, professor?'
Snape sighed and went back to her neck, 'We'll find someone else to do it.'
Hermione sighed. 'Who?' She asked allowing Snape full range of her neck.
Snape inched his hand down her thigh and mumbled the first name that popped into his head. 'Star.'
That did it, Hermione pushed him away again. 'Nope, that won't do at all. You'll just have to wait until we're finished with it.' Hermione picked up her bag, 'And, I'm late for lunch. I'll see you on Friday professor.' With that she was off down the hallway.
'Call me Severus!' Snape called after her. He picked up the red cave stone that had been left on the desk.
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A.N. Things have heated up a bit eh?
Thanks: Anarane Anwamane, Sarahamanda, Moon Assassin 13, Melwasul, and Belle Mortis (I hate being so bloody transparent)