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Severus Sat at the same spot at the same table he was the morning before, Hermione wandered down at the same time and got herself the same cereal and sat down in the same spot without the Potions Master even as much as raising an eyebrow.
She took a mouthful of her cereal intently staring at the man opposite her; she could see he was deep in thought. She took the chance to just look him over; she thought everything was sexy about him.
His hair, the colour, and the way it hung in his face when he was bent over. His voice, it gave her goosebumps and made her weak at the knees. The way he carried himself with an air of elegance and superiority.
She was shaken from her thoughts when he had asked her "Are you quite right Miss Granger? I hear a photo lasts longer".
Blushing she looked down to her bowl and took another spoonful of the food, her eyes slowly looking up at the man opposite her, she caught him glancing at her before quickly looking away.
The man had always had a soft spot for the girl, though he would always deny it and take that to his grave.
She began to softly hum, the man once again raising his eyebrow.
"Must you do that, Miss Granger?"
"Yes I must, I had a dream last night and now the song is stuck in my head."
"And what song would that be?"
"One you would not know about, teenage dream"
His eyebrows instantly snapped together, two nights in a row he had dreamt about the girl and both times she had come out the next morning with the familiar song from the night before.
He decided to shake the thought from his head. Silence overcame them for what seemed like an eternity.
"What are you doing there?" She questioned looking up.
"Work, Miss Granger"
"What kind of work?"
"Does it matter?"
"Not Really"
"Then why ask?"
"Trying to make conversation, if we have to live together for the summer we may as well talk".
"Miss Granger, I assure you while we are here for the summer together, I do not really wish to engage in mindless chatter with you. And if I happen to get sick of you, which I will, I shall just retreat back to Hogwarts."
Getting to her feet quiet taken aback she left the room without even a glance back.
Leaving the man sitting there, wondering if he was just a little too harsh on her.
Oooo
Severus could stand it no more, for half an hour he had put up with head banging music, the music he could hardly understand the words to and lyrics that made little to no sense. All the while stewing on the way he had shunned the girl earlier when all she was doing was trying to hold down a conversation. Usually, it would not bother him but the dreams he had kept running through his head, clear and vivid.
He was unsure if the dreams were his subconscious mind trying to fulfil the void of a woman in his life. Perhaps he cared for the girl and had only just realised it?.
Stalking into the lounge room, a scowl set on his face he broke through the door.
The girl was sitting on the couch a black laptop in her lap, typing madly away.
"Will you turn that monstrosity down, Girl" Severus barked over the loud music coming from the television.
Hermione obliged, picking up the remote she turned it down just a fraction.
"I cannot hear my self think, I have no idea how you are not deaf by now"
"You just don't know good music when you hear it" The girl mused.
"Miss Granger, I assure you I know good music and this is not it" Looking to the T.V he cocked an eyebrow at the girl.
She was sitting on a motorcycle made of nothing but ice, he knew she was singing but the words, he did not have a clue what she was saying.
"What is that girl doing?"
"Singing" The girl replied, flatly.
"On a motorcycle made of ice?"
Hermione looked up from the computer, "Oh that is Nicki Minaj, she is a great singer".
"Great? I can hardly understand a bloody word, something about a pelican and an eye patch".
"Pretty much" She looked back down at her computer screen.
"I wonder if she is trying to freeze her bits" It was Hermione's turn to raise an eyebrow but said nothing.
He sat down next to Hermione, she could feel his body heat radiating onto her, her mouth instantly went dry and found it hard to concentrate.
"Is that one of those computer things?"
"Yes"
"And you are doing what on it"
"Face Book"
"It doesn't look like a face or a book"
"It is a social network site, you keep in touch with people"
"I see" The concept was all too foreign to him.
"See I have Harry and Neville as friends and lots more from Hogwarts"
"I see" He was blunt and had no need to find out any more about this social contraption.
"Look, Miss Granger, I apologize for the way I snapped at your earlier"
"Think nothing of it, a leopard never changes its spots. I assumed you would be the same outside of Hogwarts as you were inside". She slammed her laptop shut and placed it on the table in front of her.
He was quite taken aback "How exactly is it you see me, Miss Granger".
The man sat back against the lounge, brushing his arm against her as he done so. Goosebumps ran up the length of her arm and spiralled out across her body.
"Well, let's see, Snarky, rude, cold, vindictive and just all around unpleasant to be around. After all, it was you who once called me a bushy-haired know-it-all."
The truth hit his body with as much force as the Hogwarts express against a brick wall. Perhaps the girl was right.
"I am sorry, Miss Granger".
"Sorry for what?" The girl snapped getting to her feet, she was just reminded of all the horrible things he had said to her over the years.
"Everything" He stated simply.
" A little too late, Sir" Hissed words spoken through clenched teeth as she got to her feet, he followed her and ceased her around the wrist, spun her around to look at him.
He had no idea what he was doing, but for some stupid reason, he almost felt some feeling towards the girl. Perhaps it was the dreams or maybe even he was going soft as he got older.
"Miss Granger, perhaps I cannot make all of that back up to you. But I would like to extend the olive branch of friendship out and ask you to accompany me to the local pub tomorrow night".
A look of uncertainty washed over he face. A night out with him, surely she was barking mad when she turned around and agreed on it before she even had a chance to think it over.
~~Dream time~~
The salt water lapped at the sandy shore, a slight breeze hung around salt laced heavily within it.
The moon cast it's silver beams across the cool rhythmic waves the rumbling of the water crashing against the land could be heard. Two figured walking hand in hand along the darkened beach.
"I love you, Severus" The girls voice husky, the man pulled his hand from hers and slid it around the small of her back.
"And I too love you" Adoration filled his eyes, he almost felt his heart might burst and the love he felt for the girl would go rushing through his veins. His soul was engulfed in love.
The two ambled along, slowly, both wondering how they were lucky enough to end up with the other, the salt air filled their lungs.
The man stopped walking and sat down on the cool damp sand, grabbing the hand of the girl he swiftly pulled her down onto his lap.
Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck she pressed her lips to his.
"How did an old snarky, vindictive and just plain unpleasant man end up with a witch as great as you?"
She ran a single hand through his hair, placing a kiss on his forehead.
"No, the question is how did a witch like myself end up with a wizard like you".
"Ah my dear, I suspect it was fate that put us both in the right place at the right time"
He pushed the girl off his lap so she was now laying on the sand, he ran a hand under her shirt and traced light circles with his thumb over her bare skin.
"You intoxicate my every fibre, Witch, you are like a drug that I cannot get enough of". Leaning down to kiss her his hair lightly tickled at her cheeks.
"You are my king with no crown" She inhaled a shaky breath, looking up into the eyes of her lover.
"How so, witch?"
"You rule my world" Simple words made him realise how much love he felt for the girl.
"Not a fucking gain" Hermione mumbled, she was quite frustrated she could not get the man out of her head and out of her dreams. He was there when she was awake and he was there haunting her dreams. Erotic and enticing as they were she was unsure how she stood on the subject.
They were just dreams, after all, the figments of one's imagination. Not real and totally personal, dreams could be one person's deepest desires. One's wants or needs, the ability to get away from the reality of life.
Severus could only shake his head, getting to his feet and creeping out of his room a mere four doors from the girls he tiptoed down the stairs into the kitchen. Grabbing a glass off the bench he filled it to the brim with water. Looking at it thoughtfully he tipped it back into the sink.
Pulling his bottle of fire whiskey off of the bench he poured himself a generous portion and sat down at the table in the dark, the dream running through his head. He had never in his life experienced anything like this and he was damned if he knew why it was starting now.
He was raised from his thoughts when the kitchen light flicked on. The girl baulked entering when she saw the man at the table.
"I won't bite, Miss Granger, promise."
She hurried over to the sink and plucked off a glass, filling it with water she leant against the bench.
The two sat in silence for a moment, neither knowing what to say to the other.
"Where are your robes?" She blurted out, Blushing slightly.
The man was dressed in black track pants and a white tee.
Furrowing his brow, he could not but help to think if the girl was a little daft.
"You think I sleep in my robes, Miss Granger?"
"Well, it is all I have ever seen you wear."
"And this Miss Granger is because you have never had reason to see me outside of reasonable school hours."
"Why are you awake?" She was now heading over to the table pulling a chair out she threw herself down on it.
The house was cool and silent all bar the breathing of the two people in the kitchen.
"It was just a stupid dream, Miss Granger".
"Me too, I was on a beach and-" She stopped talking; he did not need to know.
Severus downed his whiskey in one mouthful, got to his feet and strode out of the room. Beach? Merlin's balls, he had only ever heard of this happening. He did not know it was probable. Severus Snape was in the subconscious mind of Hermione Granger for the past three nights, mind raping her.
His lips curled into a sneer "I could have fun with this" he mumbled as he headed back to his room.
A/N: A little slow I know. Just trying to do some character building between the two and put in a plot.
I had a great chapter written out for this, then decided it would not work. Voldemort had a daughter who Severus had to track down and obliviate her mind for fear of her being even more powerful than her father... In my mind, that person was lady gaga LOL (she was half Veela) makes sense, hey :P. But decided to change it and send the two of them to the pub together instead of a concert.