Snape's Discovery

Disclamer: i do not own anything im a poor collage student! they do belong to JKR!!! this is only for fun no money!

A/N i know people want me to do an update to Twin Link and i have not forgoten it! but this had to be done... and it is... but being the evil little person i am i will break it down into four or five chapters... well enjoy!

Snape\'s Discovery

By: Bree McGregor

Snape didn’t know why he let Miss Granger talk him into coming to her home this summer. She lived in a nice part of London, by the university where she had been attending the past two years since she graduated from Hogwarts. She was also his apprentice. He liked her mind and the love she showed for potions quite amazed him. But her love of muggle things still was irritating, not to mention she was still a know-it- all! He had been looking for some rare and exotic plants when he mentioned them in passing, she had made a comment of reading something on ‘The Net’ about them.

When he said he had no idea of what she spoke of, she launched into her lecture mode about a machine called P.C. (personal computer) and all the things it can do. She used it more for research and she explained that he had to cross reference this information since anyone can put anything on the web.

So here he was spending the week at Miss Granger’s house. The first day was taken by just learning the basics he had caught on quickly enough. He did silently tell himself she was a good teacher, patient and clear in her directions. Not that he would ever tell her that. She would be impossible to live with after that!

The second day they set up what she called an email account so he could correspond with other professionals in his field. Snape was stunned to find other Potion Masters on ‘The Net’ though they didn’t call themselves Potion Masters but Snape recognized many of the names of wizards that he knew or heard about listed there. Later that day he also discovered that one hit of the wrong button can kill hours of hard work and research so Hermione showed him how to save his work so it doesn’t happen again or at least not have to do it all over again.

Today is Monday and Miss Granger had left earlier that morning to attend her summer classes. They would be over soon and she was worrying about finals so he didn’t give her much information about what project they would be working on for the remainder of the summer. As his assistant she was to help him with brewing and experimenting, even if he did have to research the new exotic plants first.

He had been on the computer for about four hours when he decided to take a break. He walked into the kitchen to make himself lunch when he heard a strange sound coming from the computer in the living room. This sound was new to Severus, so he decided to advance with caution he really hoped he didn’t hit the wrong key again before walking away from the computer. He ran exactly what he did, in his head, he didn’t believe he had hit a key unknowingly.

He walked up to the computer to find a message on the screen that read. \"You have a Message from Lana Manckir @ Snape_Manor - Massage Title: Snape\'s HOT!\"

“Snape Manor?? Snape\'s Hot? What the hell is this?” Lunch was forgotten. He pressed the link to read the message.

“Dear Readers,

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Follow the link: \"http://www.adultfiction.ccd.aspr.mmm/story-snapeshot/chapter12\"

Summary: What happens when Severus Snape finds a secret lust letter about him that he was never meant to read? And who wrote it in the first place?? A Hermione/Snape fiction must be 21 or over to read.

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Snape Lover

“What the hell is this!!!” he yelled. Curiosity at its best he hit the link on for the said site. What he found almost knocked his socks off! He started reading a story about him… and Hermione Granger? In what could only be a sexual situation. His jaw hit the floor by the time he was finished reading the chapter. He hit a link button that said chapter one and started at the beginning, his original reason for being on the computer temporarily forgotten.

This was just indecent! This was intolerable! This was well… interesting at the very least! He discovered that there were other links to other stories and some had artwork to go with it… now this really made him blush! “MY WORD! That’s me! But… but… but???” what he was looking at was himself, or a drawing of himself lying in bed with a very satisfied look on his face and his member very erect. He was terrified to push the next button to see what else there may be…

The next picture wasn’t a drawing but a cut and past of his face on a naked man, having sex with a woman with Hermione Granger’s face pasted on it! The next was much tamer it was romantic really. It was of the two of them dancing in the moonlight the art work was very surreal. The next few after that were far more tasteful then the first two, even though they were of sexual context.

All the pictures and stories he read they all had the same theme. Hermione and Himself, sometimes fighting, sometimes shagging each other\'s brains out, others were so over sweet fluffy sickening that he couldn’t bring himself to finish them. But the ones that really made his blood boil and wishing he could take a quill and parchment to them, were the ones that outrageously butchered the English language! He wouldn’t accept anything remotely that badly done in his classroom, not even from fist years!

Getting really hungry now he minimized the stories and artwork until he could come back to it. His mind was too full at the moment to try and figure out what it all meant. How could there be so much interest in the ‘greasy git?’ These women seem to have it for him bad! But no this couldn’t be! women hated him. Hermione hated him, how can people think they would be so good together? As he ate his sandwich at the table he thought of how people wrote about Hermione. He really never saw her like that and how do these people know so much about his dark past! Yes the dark lord was defeated just over two years ago, but how do they know so much about his thoughts his past, his feelings? Some were so far from the truth it wasn’t to be believed. Others he had read were like someone got into his head and saw all his horrible memories and put them on ‘The Net’ for all the world to see.

Going back to the computer he looked at it not sure if he wanted to continue. As he sat down he noticed an icon on the desktop that read Hermione’s writings. Intrigued he decided to activate the file. There was one that caught his attention, called Hermione in love.

For the next three hours he sat there reading, he knew she wrote it after seven years as a student and two more as his assistant he knew the ways she wrote very well. He was so lost in the story, she really did write well, when he heard the car door slam, he quickly looked at the clock and saw that it was 3pm. She had returned from class and he didn’t have any research done and for some reason he didn’t want her to know what he found so he rapidly canceled out all the windows that had anything to do with himself and only left the ones dealing with exotic herbs and pl. Hi. His only problem was she always wanted to talk about what he found out that day and well he found out a lot but not what he was willing to talk about.

They had a light meal and Snape said he wasn’t feeling well. So much so he didn’t get much done, Hermione said it was ok if he wanted to go lie down that she had a lot to study for anyway.

Snape lay awake on the bed in Hermione’s guest room thinking about what he had read. Did she really think that way? Her thoughts were so deep and probing then he thought of an argument that she wrote of. He allowed himself to smile just a bit”

*** Well Ron you shouldn’t have said that! He is a Hogwarts teacher!” Hermione said disgusted.

“What Hermione, he’s just an overgrown greasy git!” Ron replied.

“Well you certainly don’t know everything, do you Ron!” she yelled back.

“No, we leave that to you!” said Harry finally entering the argument. Hermione was fed up with the both of them. When they were ever going to grow up? She was half way up the stairs when she turned around.

“Ron have you ever heard of the old saying, best to be thought of a fool then to open your mouth and remove all doubt!” And with that she stormed up the stairs and slammed her door! ***

Did they really talk like that? Had she ever stood up to him against her friends? He knew of her reverence toward teachers during her Hogwarts years, but that didn’t mean that she took it to that extreme. He could close his eyes and see Mr. Weasley\'s face as she spoken her parting shot! How he would have loved to have been the fly on that wall! And in a way reading her story that’s what he felt like. Someone just passing through, seeing what other people were living, even if it was in their imaginations. He knew there were many things in her story that didn’t happen, for he never once gave her detention. Not that the thought wouldn’t have pleased him, but it showed that it was her mind working on if he did what would it been like.

“You are beating around the bush, you\'re avoiding what you really want to think about!” a voice in that back of his head was yelling at him. Yes the part he was trying to avoid was her complete and total description of him and his voice. what was it she said,

*** as she placed the ingredients into the cauldron she heard his voice speak directly behind her “This is what you call a potion Missss Granger?” he whispered dangerously in her ear. His deep voice sounded like liquid velvet that made her knees go week and her panties damp, it made her think of dark rooms and sultry evenings of doing things one should not be thinking of doing with one\'s professor. ***

Snape took a deep breath. Did she really think that about him? He couldn’t believe she could write so hot like that! What about her physical description of him, that really blew his mind.

***The door was thrust open as he glided into the room. The class was totally still, waiting on his every word, fearing his wrath, as I was fearing he would not speak. For I find now I live for this class... his dark robe billowed out then surrounded him eloquently like a lover as he turned sharply towards the class. I held my breath waiting for him to speak in that sexy drawl that he always, just slightly draws out his words for the most dramatic affect. His coat with all the tiny buttons… oh, those buttons have been in so many fantasies of late. I never knew a man could look so damn hot wearing so many clothes. ***