A Heart After All
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
17,159
Reviews:
46
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dumbledore and his silly ideas
Ok, now beta`d by my lovely and beautiful beta reader snapesbbwlover! yay! enjoy!
peace n love
Sev xxx
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Severus held his composure until the very last first year had scuttled out of his classroom. He`d had a terrible day. What the hell that idiot Lewisham thought he was doing adding powdered unicorn horn to infusion of wormwood he did NOT know, but he had been lucky... no one had sustained severe injuries. If Severus didn`t know better he would think he was related to Longbottom... no chance there, Lewisham was muggle born. Very, very slowly he sunk into his chair, moved the stack of doubtlessly incorrect homework to one side and began banging his head on his desk. He didn`t hear the door creak open.
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Hermione stood there gaping at the sight that greeted her as she opened the door of the dungeon classroom. Severus Snape, the feared potions professor and monster in bed was sitting calmly banging his head against the solid mahogany of his desk. She waited for him to finish and then cleared her throat in a ladylike manner. He started upright, his normally solemn and forbidding demeanor spoiled somewhat by the red mark on his forehead.
\"Oh it`s you!\" he relaxed slightly.
\"Well who were you expecting? Santa Claus?\" Hermione was shocked at her use of sarcasm. He was quite obviously getting to her. He raised an eyebrow quizzically at this. She smiled sweetly.
\"Erm... Albus actually... last time I did this he walked in and suggested I was stressed and needed a holiday,\" he rubbed his forehead where the red mark was.
\"Funny,\" Hermione grinned, \"that`s what he said when he sent me to fetch you for the staff meeting that you`re now ten minutes late for!!\"
A noise that sounded very much like egaaaah!f came from Severus` throat as he leapt from his chair and ran to the door, grabbing Hermione`s wrist as he went and pulling her along behind him.
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Severus had to sit through the staff meeting with a splitting headache after enduring Albus` taunts about his tardiness and then about the mark on his forehead. The last straw though, was Albus` surprise announcement at the end.
\"Well, now that Voldemort (a collective shudder ran through the assembled staff) has been defeated I think it is time for us to spread our curriculum a little. Internationalize so to speak. One of the Aurors killed in the final battle was the owner of a rather large primary school for wizarding children in the south of France. He willed the school to the Order of the Phoenix. I think we should take some of our best students along and improve relations with our French brothers!\" he said with a flourish. The other staff members all started to look excited but Severus just rolled his eyes.
There were only three good things about France as far as he was concerned, the women, the wine and the cuisine. The women weren`t an option because of Hermione, the wine wasn`t going to be an option because he`d need his wits about him to keep an eye on the students, and the food, well, he couldn`t over indulge because he was watching his waistline. He sighed... at least Hermione would be there... and she`d have her own room. His errant cock jumped and he shifted in his seat, willing it to behave.
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The next month passed very quickly amongst preparations for the trip to France. Severus had continued to teach Hermione kickboxing and Iaito and she was learning fast. He was also falling madly in love with the girl. It wasn`t just physical either... it was everything. Spending time with her was interesting and intellectually stimulating... as well as stimulating in other ways. She was a dream for him, a haven from the madness of everyday life, and he loved her for it. He was just scared that she wouldnt feel the same way.
peace n love
Sev xxx
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Severus held his composure until the very last first year had scuttled out of his classroom. He`d had a terrible day. What the hell that idiot Lewisham thought he was doing adding powdered unicorn horn to infusion of wormwood he did NOT know, but he had been lucky... no one had sustained severe injuries. If Severus didn`t know better he would think he was related to Longbottom... no chance there, Lewisham was muggle born. Very, very slowly he sunk into his chair, moved the stack of doubtlessly incorrect homework to one side and began banging his head on his desk. He didn`t hear the door creak open.
---
Hermione stood there gaping at the sight that greeted her as she opened the door of the dungeon classroom. Severus Snape, the feared potions professor and monster in bed was sitting calmly banging his head against the solid mahogany of his desk. She waited for him to finish and then cleared her throat in a ladylike manner. He started upright, his normally solemn and forbidding demeanor spoiled somewhat by the red mark on his forehead.
\"Oh it`s you!\" he relaxed slightly.
\"Well who were you expecting? Santa Claus?\" Hermione was shocked at her use of sarcasm. He was quite obviously getting to her. He raised an eyebrow quizzically at this. She smiled sweetly.
\"Erm... Albus actually... last time I did this he walked in and suggested I was stressed and needed a holiday,\" he rubbed his forehead where the red mark was.
\"Funny,\" Hermione grinned, \"that`s what he said when he sent me to fetch you for the staff meeting that you`re now ten minutes late for!!\"
A noise that sounded very much like egaaaah!f came from Severus` throat as he leapt from his chair and ran to the door, grabbing Hermione`s wrist as he went and pulling her along behind him.
---
Severus had to sit through the staff meeting with a splitting headache after enduring Albus` taunts about his tardiness and then about the mark on his forehead. The last straw though, was Albus` surprise announcement at the end.
\"Well, now that Voldemort (a collective shudder ran through the assembled staff) has been defeated I think it is time for us to spread our curriculum a little. Internationalize so to speak. One of the Aurors killed in the final battle was the owner of a rather large primary school for wizarding children in the south of France. He willed the school to the Order of the Phoenix. I think we should take some of our best students along and improve relations with our French brothers!\" he said with a flourish. The other staff members all started to look excited but Severus just rolled his eyes.
There were only three good things about France as far as he was concerned, the women, the wine and the cuisine. The women weren`t an option because of Hermione, the wine wasn`t going to be an option because he`d need his wits about him to keep an eye on the students, and the food, well, he couldn`t over indulge because he was watching his waistline. He sighed... at least Hermione would be there... and she`d have her own room. His errant cock jumped and he shifted in his seat, willing it to behave.
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The next month passed very quickly amongst preparations for the trip to France. Severus had continued to teach Hermione kickboxing and Iaito and she was learning fast. He was also falling madly in love with the girl. It wasn`t just physical either... it was everything. Spending time with her was interesting and intellectually stimulating... as well as stimulating in other ways. She was a dream for him, a haven from the madness of everyday life, and he loved her for it. He was just scared that she wouldnt feel the same way.