Is That How You Feel?
Chapter 01 (Hermione-Severus)
Summary: Hermione tosses her parchment of doodles in the trash but forgets who will be in there after her.
AN: The stories in this series are all thanks to a story I can no longer find on the internet but copied to a word document in November of 2014. It's a one shot that was a fun read, wish I could link to it here but, like I said, I can't find it anywhere and I checked Fanfiction, Archive of Our Own, AdultFanfiction and Google in many variations of story title and author name to no luck. If the writer of that story is reading then I thank you for the inspiration or if you know who wrote it please pass on my thanks! I've been working on this set of stories for some time and didn't want to post until I finished them. :) Well, I don't have them all done, only two more to go and I thought I'd post the first one anyway. :) Anyway, hope you enjoy them as much as I did writing each one. Coming up with so many variations was quite the challenge but I loved it! This will be pairing my favorite witch with my favorite males I have written about, so, multi-fandom! Thanks for stopping by! Love to you all!
Disclaimer: I make no monies with this.
Inspiration: 'Every Letter' by DawnOfTheDead
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Hermione looked at her doodles and admired the various little drawings until her eyes settled on a particular set of doodles. Well, not doodles exactly, more like a list, a list using her coworker's name to appoint various adjectives which described him. Her eyes widened when she realized what she had written. However, she couldn't deny it was all true. The wizard was an enigma and that was putting it mildly.
Shaking her head at doing something seemingly so juvenile; Hermione unthinkingly tossed the parchment into the trash. She couldn't believe she had doodled someone's name. She hadn't even done that when she had been in school. It wasn't something she ever thought she would do either but the evidence was there. Chuckling softly, she left the Potions classroom to get some lunch before her Arithmancy class.
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Silky Hair. . . . . . . . . . . . .Snarky
Ebony Eyes. . . . . . . . . . Nimble
Viper's Tongue. . . . . . . . Adonis
Expressive Mouth. . . . . .Perfect Arse
Rude. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Exquisite Mind
Underappreciated
Sinful Voice
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After lunch, Severus made his way to his classroom. He had been given a reprieve from teaching the lower years four years ago when Professor Granger took up the Arithmancy post, allowing Septima to retire but since her classes weren't until the afternoon, Minerva offered her the lower years' Potions class. Professor Granger had jumped at the opportunity and it afforded him the chance to focus on brewing for the many contracts he had, not that he couldn't do it with the normal class load but it was nice to not have to. He had thought her mental for taking on two subjects but she worked it well. The lower years, first through third, were hers and fourth through seventh were his. He was actually surprised that she used the same speech he used to use for the first years' first day of class. He had felt a surprising warmth when he had heard her repeat it. It was a speech that had slipped smoothly out of his mouth his first day teaching and he had used it every year since. Now, it would seem, it would continue to live on through her and she was every bit as strict as him but seemed to get her students to pay attention better. That wasn't to say no one blew up cauldrons, because they did, but it seemed to be less than all his years teaching newcomers. Severus had to admit that since she took over the younger years, his classes were a lot less stressful. Thanks to her manner of teaching, every student he had was well prepared and he ended up having more students sign up for N.E.W.T. level potions. Although he had never told her, Severus was quite proud of the witch Hermione had become.
As he sat at his desk, he noticed the parchment laying in the trash. Thinking it had floated off the desk without her knowledge since it was in pristine condition; Severus leaned over and picked it out. When he saw what it was, a small smile curved his lips. It would seem her last class was reading which gave the witch time on her hands, time she had spent so very constructively. However, as his eyes scanned towards the bottom of the parchment, his eyebrows shot up to his hairline. Well, that was totally unexpected. He had admired the young witch from afar but never, in a million years, thought she would remotely feel anything other than friendship towards him. Smirking, Severus thought he would return her parchment but with his own observations added.
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Honorable. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Gorgeous
Eternally Optimistic. . . . . . . . . Rare Compassion
Riotous Curls. . . . . . . . . . . . . .Amazing Eyes
Meticulous. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Nimble with a Wand
Impeccable Manners. . . . . . . .Genuine Smile
Outstanding Curves. . . . . . . . Exquisite
NotableTemper. . . . . . . . . . . . Resourceful
Exceptional Mind
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After lunch, Hermione cheerfully made her way to her Arithmancy class. She really enjoyed her N.E.W.T. level class and was looking forward to watching her students work on their projects. Midway through class a parchment wolf came trotting in and landed on her desk, sitting as if it was waiting for her to pet it. Hermione gave it a curious look before turning her attention back to the student she was helping. After class let out, she walked over and picked the wolf up. A few moments later, the wolf unfurled in her hands to a parchment she recognized. It was the one she had thrown away in the Potions classroom. However, it had changed a bit and she sat down hard in her chair when she read what had been added.
There was no way he really meant what he wrote! Right? Hermione's mind almost shut down with the thought that Severus might return her feelings. It would seem, if his words were to be believed, that he wanted more from her than just friendship. Could she be so lucky?! She had to fan herself when she imagined the smirk that must have been on his handsome face when he found her parchment. Of course that thought led to a bit of embarrassment that she had tossed it in the bin without rumpling it first. How careless of her or was it? Had she wanted him to find it subconsciously? Maybe?
Deciding there was only one way to settle her mind, Hermione knew she would ask the man face-to-face. There was no other way. She spent her next class, a double, figuring out what she would say. Her stomach flipped at the thought of the possibility that Severus might want a relationship with her. He was the only one who could keep up with her and she loved his quick wit. Once her last class was over, the room locked and warded, Hermione made her way to the Potions classroom.
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After being given permission to enter, Hermione promptly asked, "Is that how you feel?"
Severus cocked a brow at her, "Yes, you?"
"Very much so." She answered as she walked towards him, ready to start something more with the wizard of her dreams.
~Fin~