Very Nearly Veela

Chapter 11 - Veela effect

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“What are you planning to do now Miss Granger. Surely you have not decided to stay in my rooms for the rest of your life?” Snape said eyeing Hermione.

He was sitting in an armchair near the bed nursing a Firewhisky.

Fleur had left his rooms a while ago and Snape had his purchased items flooed to him from the Three Broomsticks.

“What am I supposed to do Professor? I am on a nine month leave from the Ministry and I have no intention of going and living alone in my apartment in case the Veelas decide to track me down,” she said.

“Don’t be ridiculous. The Veelas don’t have the power to track you down. And their charms don’t work on you anymore,” Snape said pouring himself another shot of firewhisky then looked at her curiously. “That was a good performance you made back there. How were you able to see through their charms?”

“I don’t know. I think its part of the Veela thing,” she said, “but please Professor, help me find a cure for this. I deserve at least that much from you after what you did…”

“I did what I had to do Miss Granger. Stop being unreasonable," Snape hissed and looked at Hermione for a long moment until she blushed and lowered her eyes.

A part in him wanted to let her stay with him. He was not doing much except brewing potions and the like. She could at least be entertaining to him… being a Veela and all. At least he could observe her behaviour and changes in close proximity.

“If you wish to stay here until we find a solution to this… problem, what will I be gaining from it?” he asked smirking slightly.

“Err, I can cook Professor!” Hermione said excitedly. “And I will help you to keep the house clean… or help you with some potions or whatever.”

Snape rolled his eyes. No wonder she was still a virgin. She was so clueless.

“There is a house elf who will handle the cooking and cleaning. As for the Potions, I prefer to brew them on my own,” he said.

Hermione looked at him wide eyed.

"Oh. Then there isn’t much I can do then. But I am going to stay here no matter what,” she said stubbornly.

Snape eyed her, his mind reeling with plots and plans.

“Never mind that Miss Granger, but you will help me as I see fit. Now get out of my bed. I will arrange the next room for your stay,” he said.

“Oh thank you Professor… thank you so much! You are brilliant!” Hermione exclaimed and ran to him from the bed and kissed him on his cheeks hugging his neck.

Snape stiffened at this contact. A silver glow emanated from Hermione’s body and covered the entire room.

Snape felt dizzy and all he could sense was the feel of very soft, velvety skin on his cheeks and neck. He let out a tiny groan from the intense pleasure. His impulses had heightened and he could rarely form a coherent thought. All he wanted was to feel more of this beautiful, soft woman…

“Ok then. I guess we should get ready…”

Hermione's voice floated to him as if from above the ceiling. Hermione looked at Snape who had a dazed out expression on his face.

“Professor? Are you alright?” she asked worriedly.

Snape blinked his eyes and clutched onto the arms of the chair as if for support. He was breathing heavily. It took a moment for Snape to get back into his senses and the first thing he noticed was that Hermione was looming in front of him trying to peer inside his head.

“You are one hell of a Veela Miss Granger. Don’t do that again if you want your chastity… intact” He rasped out then got out of his chair and looked at Hermione was a long while. This time Hermione could see raw hunger in his eyes.

Hermione paled. Being a Veela was going to be so much trouble.

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"You are beautiful,” Snape said suddenly looking at her rather weirdly.

“Professor, it’s the Veela effect. Remember? We are going to work on a cure for it” Hermione said nervously.

Professor Snape looked very intense. His black eyes seemed to swallow her. Hermione wondered if she could consciously control the effect she was having on him. He didn’t seem to be under her influence all this time… until she touched him. Well, she would have to do some research on it.

“Yes. But I think it’s a shame Miss Granger… you might want to think of changing your mind.” He said in an almost whisper.

“Not in my dreams Professor, now take me to my rooms or I’m going to have to hex you,” she said a bit sternly although her heart was beating a hundred miles per second.

This seemed to have brought Snape back to his senses.

“It’s right next to this room onto your right,” he said snarkily.

Trust that witch to threaten him with hexes. Hmph. Veela indeed!

“And tomorrow morning we will go to Diagon alley to see what kind of effect you have on the others,” Snape said, “then we will get on with our research”

“Yes Professor,” Hermione said quietly and left his room.

Snape stood there for some time listening to Hermione as she opened the room next door. He could hear some shuffling of the sheets and for some reason was tempted to follow her and ask how she was doing. But he steeled himself and mentally banged his head on a wall reminding himself that it was her Veela effect.

Snape wondered why the silver light was produced or why he reacted like that when she kissed him. Hermione was transformed after touching an excited Veela. Hermione definitely didn’t have any influence on him until now. And he had touched her before too when they were going to apparate form the Veela world. Maybe she had to be excited and touch another person for the effect to happen. Hmm. That was interesting.

Snape yawned. He had enough of this and his body needed sleep badly. Dimming the lights, he climbed onto his bed and he let out an inaudible groan when he smelled her scent on his sheets.

“Oh Gods. Really,” he grimaced and scourgified the bed and divestoed his clothing.

With some difficulty he fell asleep.