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Chapter 12 - Exploding a Few Myths
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Chapter Twelve
Exploding a Few Myths
Headmistress\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
\"Professor Dumbledore, we were wrong to take it any further, but I just couldn\'t help myself. For the first time in years I had actually felt *wanted*...and not just for my study schedules, or my classwork notes. I had been so hungry for affection, that I practically hurled myself at Professor Snape. He tried so hard to hold back, but my Gryffindor stubbornness wasn\'t having any of that...\"
I looked up at Dumbledore, who was wearing his \'mild\' expression. I hate that one...it makes him look so...inscrutable.
Not so Harry. He looked completely shell-shocked, mouth hanging open, eyes huge behind his glasses.
\"What?\" I asked him, sarcastically. \"You think Snape is unable to do anything with his mouth other than take points off Gryffindor?\"
Harry let out a croak of protest, and I shook my head in irritation. \"For the Love of Merlin, Harry, you *know* he got me pregnant! Did you suppose he just waved his wand?\"
Then it dawned on me. Harry thought -
\"You thought he raped me?\" My mouth could have taken his on in a contest for looking like a dead fish. I shook my head, and Harry looked even more shocked. The clock struck two, making me realise that I\'d better get on with it.
\"Professor Snape left my rooms that morning to attend to some potions in the lab. By mid-morning I had convinced myself that the whole thing had been the result of a hallucination, and had no doubt that when I saw him next he\'d be the same snide, snarky old git he\'d always been before. But he surprised me at supper, by coming over to me to ask me how I was feeling, and to let me know he\'d arranged for Crookshanks to be interred at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
\"I was so overcome by his thoughtfulness, I just burst into tears. Snape motioned to Madame Pomfrey, who took me to the infirmary, and gave me a mild sedative to help me sleep. When I woke, the next morning, there was a book on the table beside my bed.\"
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Hogwarts\' Infirmary, Boxing Day, 1997
It was a first edition of T. S. Eliot\'s \'Old Possum\'s Book of Practical Cats\'. Hermione took it from his hands, and turned it over, marvelling at the almost pristine condition of the covers and binding. Opening the book at random, she ran her finger almost reverently across the fine black print.
\"I daresay some would consider a book about cats an insensitive gift, Miss Granger,\" Snape remarked.
Hermione was silent, considering this.
\"But I imagined you would appreciate the spirit of my gesture, and hope you will keep it. I took the liberty of inscribing the flyleaf. Merry Christmas, Miss Granger.\"
And he turned around, robes swirling, leaving her looking after him with astonishment written all over her face.
A little flustered, Hermione opened the book to the flyleaf at the front. The inscription read:
\"Miss Granger,
\"May your own Practical Cat be immortalised forever in your memory.
\"S. Snape, Christmas 1997\"
Tears sprang to her eyes as her mind was suffused with poignant memories of her darling Crookshanks, and as Hermione laid back on the pillows, hugging the book to her, she was smiling with gratitude.
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Headmistress\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
\"I saw another side of Professor Snape, just as he saw in me what no one else seemed to notice. I realised that he could show gentleness and compassion, and refinement. Don\'t snort like that, Harry!\" I scowled. \"I was completely in possession of my wits, you know. Unless you\'d like to suggest that the Potions Master had slipped something in my pumpkin juice?\"
Harry kept silent, and I waved my hands irritably.
\"On Snape\'s side, he looked at me and saw a woman, instead of a bookworm. He didn\'t seek out my company to ask me what I\'d thought Professor Vector was talking about in the last Arithmancy lecture...\" I watch as Harry blushes, and hear Dumbledore suppress a chuckle. \"...Proffessor Snape seemed to want to know what I was feeling. He actually gave a damn if I seemed down, not just putting it down to \'that time of the month\'.\" I grinned inwardly as Harry blushed yet again.
\"I was the one who initiated the physical side. I\'d discovered an amazing sensation, and wanted to experience it more and more. Snape tried to put a decent distance between us during the following term, but by March I\'d had enouI weI went to the Lab, determined to seduce him...\"
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The Potions Laboratory, Hogwarts\' Dungeons, March 1998
\"Severus?\"
He whirled round, and a look of alarm crossed his pale features.
\"Her - Miss Granger, you should not be here!\" and then he swallowed, hard, as he took in her black silk dress, the material shimmering slightly as she moved slowly towards him.
She reached up, placing a finger on his lips, and simply whispered \"I want you\".
Snape gaped at her, but Hermione merely smiled, and traced her finger gently over his parted lips. He groaned, running his tongue over it, and then, experimenting, sucked it into his mouth, licking it as her breath began to sound rather ragged.
He tentatively brought his hands to her waist, where the warmth of her skin through the thin silk made him almost insane with desire and need. He ran his hands over the fluid fabric, feeling every curve of her body almost as if she were naked. He stroked down her spine, and over the round buttocks, as she pulled his mouth down onto hers, kissing him deeply.
Within moments, they were in his private chambers, lips hungrily exploring hair and mouths and necks.
\"Gods, Hermione...do you have any idea what you do to me?\" he gasped, his voice rough.
\"I have a pretty good idea what I would *like* to do to you, Severus,\" she purred, pressing her body against his, feeling his erection hard and hot against her stomach. He responded by claiming her lips in a deep kiss. \'Merlin\'s balls\', he thought, struggling to keep his treacherous body under control, \'I can\'t possibly - oh!\'
She had broken the kiss, had slid down his body, and now she knelt before him, unbuttoning his trousers with deft hands. All Severus could do was stand there, unable to move as her hands inadvertently brushed his erection, sending lightning bolts elecelectable agony through his whole body.
Hermione worked swiftly at his trouser fastenings, and uttered a low growl of triumph as his manhood sprang free.
\"Oh, gods, Hermione...what are you...how can you...we really shouldn\'t...GODS!\"
She heard him cry out as her tongue swept slowly over the head of his penis, and again, tasting the bead of moisture that formed in the centre. Her hands curled around his shaft, moving up and down slowly at first, and then moving faster as his breaths grew more and more ragged. She tried swirling her tongue all around the beautiful head of his member, and was rewarded by hearing the sound of her name spoken, over and over again, in almost anguished tones.
\"Hermione...\" Oh, gods. She was touching him, tasting him. Severus could hardly breathe. Or move. She had placed her mouth where no willing mouth had ever been before. Oh, sweet woman, that feels so wonderful...
\"Gods, Hermione...\"
He dared to open his eyes and look down at her. Her soft hair fell in crazy curls, all the way down her back, and her face...her mouth...
\"Hermione...ohhh...\"
Her eyes were closed, and her lips parted, tongue protruding as she lapped at the very tip of his cock. She looked like an angel, if angels would ever be permitted to...do...this...
\"Hermione!\"
She opened her eyes, gazed up at him, and mouthed three words.
I love you.
Then Severus watched as she slid her lips right over the sensitive head and pushed him all the way into the divine cavity of her hot, wet mouth.
Hermione felt his hands dive into her hair, and she increased her speed a little. He was panting faster now, his hips bucking slightly, and she knew that soon he would lose the iron control he had exercised all term.
Experimenting, she created suction as she moved her mouth up and down over his swollen manhood, and was rewarded with hearing him hiss her name as if he was clenching his teeth at the same time. She looked up, still sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. He was clenching his teeth. She reached under his penis to cup his balls in one hand, stroking gently, humming with pleasure as Severus writhed against her.
His fingers tightened on her scalp, and she knew his release would come in moments...she moaned, thrilled at the thought of him coming into her mouth.
Hermione\'s low, guttural hum sent Severus into overdrive. He knew he could not withhold his orgasm for much longer, and tried to pull her head away, but she merely glanced up, slid her hands around his buttocks, and shook her head slightly, as if to say \"no\".
That movement was Severus\' undoing. He felt a tightening in his balls and his breath exploded out of him in an almost tribal yell.
\"Uhhhhh...yessssss...HERMIONE!\"
She felt a warm saltiness spurt inside her mouth, and she drew her lips backwards along his cock, to make more room for his semen. The taste of it was...mysterious, magical even...and beautiful, because it had come from him. She swallowed, and heard him gasp in astonishment.
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Headmistress\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
\"...and seduce him I did. I told him I loved him, realising as I uttered it, it was the truth. I realised that I wanted him and only him.\"
I don\'t notice the tear until it f ont onto my arm. Lavender has a face-full of tears, too. Harry, on the other hand. was looking a little green. \'With nausea\', I realise, \'not envy\'.
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Chapter Twelve
Exploding a Few Myths
Headmistress\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
\"Professor Dumbledore, we were wrong to take it any further, but I just couldn\'t help myself. For the first time in years I had actually felt *wanted*...and not just for my study schedules, or my classwork notes. I had been so hungry for affection, that I practically hurled myself at Professor Snape. He tried so hard to hold back, but my Gryffindor stubbornness wasn\'t having any of that...\"
I looked up at Dumbledore, who was wearing his \'mild\' expression. I hate that one...it makes him look so...inscrutable.
Not so Harry. He looked completely shell-shocked, mouth hanging open, eyes huge behind his glasses.
\"What?\" I asked him, sarcastically. \"You think Snape is unable to do anything with his mouth other than take points off Gryffindor?\"
Harry let out a croak of protest, and I shook my head in irritation. \"For the Love of Merlin, Harry, you *know* he got me pregnant! Did you suppose he just waved his wand?\"
Then it dawned on me. Harry thought -
\"You thought he raped me?\" My mouth could have taken his on in a contest for looking like a dead fish. I shook my head, and Harry looked even more shocked. The clock struck two, making me realise that I\'d better get on with it.
\"Professor Snape left my rooms that morning to attend to some potions in the lab. By mid-morning I had convinced myself that the whole thing had been the result of a hallucination, and had no doubt that when I saw him next he\'d be the same snide, snarky old git he\'d always been before. But he surprised me at supper, by coming over to me to ask me how I was feeling, and to let me know he\'d arranged for Crookshanks to be interred at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
\"I was so overcome by his thoughtfulness, I just burst into tears. Snape motioned to Madame Pomfrey, who took me to the infirmary, and gave me a mild sedative to help me sleep. When I woke, the next morning, there was a book on the table beside my bed.\"
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Hogwarts\' Infirmary, Boxing Day, 1997
It was a first edition of T. S. Eliot\'s \'Old Possum\'s Book of Practical Cats\'. Hermione took it from his hands, and turned it over, marvelling at the almost pristine condition of the covers and binding. Opening the book at random, she ran her finger almost reverently across the fine black print.
\"I daresay some would consider a book about cats an insensitive gift, Miss Granger,\" Snape remarked.
Hermione was silent, considering this.
\"But I imagined you would appreciate the spirit of my gesture, and hope you will keep it. I took the liberty of inscribing the flyleaf. Merry Christmas, Miss Granger.\"
And he turned around, robes swirling, leaving her looking after him with astonishment written all over her face.
A little flustered, Hermione opened the book to the flyleaf at the front. The inscription read:
\"Miss Granger,
\"May your own Practical Cat be immortalised forever in your memory.
\"S. Snape, Christmas 1997\"
Tears sprang to her eyes as her mind was suffused with poignant memories of her darling Crookshanks, and as Hermione laid back on the pillows, hugging the book to her, she was smiling with gratitude.
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Headmistress\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
\"I saw another side of Professor Snape, just as he saw in me what no one else seemed to notice. I realised that he could show gentleness and compassion, and refinement. Don\'t snort like that, Harry!\" I scowled. \"I was completely in possession of my wits, you know. Unless you\'d like to suggest that the Potions Master had slipped something in my pumpkin juice?\"
Harry kept silent, and I waved my hands irritably.
\"On Snape\'s side, he looked at me and saw a woman, instead of a bookworm. He didn\'t seek out my company to ask me what I\'d thought Professor Vector was talking about in the last Arithmancy lecture...\" I watch as Harry blushes, and hear Dumbledore suppress a chuckle. \"...Proffessor Snape seemed to want to know what I was feeling. He actually gave a damn if I seemed down, not just putting it down to \'that time of the month\'.\" I grinned inwardly as Harry blushed yet again.
\"I was the one who initiated the physical side. I\'d discovered an amazing sensation, and wanted to experience it more and more. Snape tried to put a decent distance between us during the following term, but by March I\'d had enouI weI went to the Lab, determined to seduce him...\"
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The Potions Laboratory, Hogwarts\' Dungeons, March 1998
\"Severus?\"
He whirled round, and a look of alarm crossed his pale features.
\"Her - Miss Granger, you should not be here!\" and then he swallowed, hard, as he took in her black silk dress, the material shimmering slightly as she moved slowly towards him.
She reached up, placing a finger on his lips, and simply whispered \"I want you\".
Snape gaped at her, but Hermione merely smiled, and traced her finger gently over his parted lips. He groaned, running his tongue over it, and then, experimenting, sucked it into his mouth, licking it as her breath began to sound rather ragged.
He tentatively brought his hands to her waist, where the warmth of her skin through the thin silk made him almost insane with desire and need. He ran his hands over the fluid fabric, feeling every curve of her body almost as if she were naked. He stroked down her spine, and over the round buttocks, as she pulled his mouth down onto hers, kissing him deeply.
Within moments, they were in his private chambers, lips hungrily exploring hair and mouths and necks.
\"Gods, Hermione...do you have any idea what you do to me?\" he gasped, his voice rough.
\"I have a pretty good idea what I would *like* to do to you, Severus,\" she purred, pressing her body against his, feeling his erection hard and hot against her stomach. He responded by claiming her lips in a deep kiss. \'Merlin\'s balls\', he thought, struggling to keep his treacherous body under control, \'I can\'t possibly - oh!\'
She had broken the kiss, had slid down his body, and now she knelt before him, unbuttoning his trousers with deft hands. All Severus could do was stand there, unable to move as her hands inadvertently brushed his erection, sending lightning bolts elecelectable agony through his whole body.
Hermione worked swiftly at his trouser fastenings, and uttered a low growl of triumph as his manhood sprang free.
\"Oh, gods, Hermione...what are you...how can you...we really shouldn\'t...GODS!\"
She heard him cry out as her tongue swept slowly over the head of his penis, and again, tasting the bead of moisture that formed in the centre. Her hands curled around his shaft, moving up and down slowly at first, and then moving faster as his breaths grew more and more ragged. She tried swirling her tongue all around the beautiful head of his member, and was rewarded by hearing the sound of her name spoken, over and over again, in almost anguished tones.
\"Hermione...\" Oh, gods. She was touching him, tasting him. Severus could hardly breathe. Or move. She had placed her mouth where no willing mouth had ever been before. Oh, sweet woman, that feels so wonderful...
\"Gods, Hermione...\"
He dared to open his eyes and look down at her. Her soft hair fell in crazy curls, all the way down her back, and her face...her mouth...
\"Hermione...ohhh...\"
Her eyes were closed, and her lips parted, tongue protruding as she lapped at the very tip of his cock. She looked like an angel, if angels would ever be permitted to...do...this...
\"Hermione!\"
She opened her eyes, gazed up at him, and mouthed three words.
I love you.
Then Severus watched as she slid her lips right over the sensitive head and pushed him all the way into the divine cavity of her hot, wet mouth.
Hermione felt his hands dive into her hair, and she increased her speed a little. He was panting faster now, his hips bucking slightly, and she knew that soon he would lose the iron control he had exercised all term.
Experimenting, she created suction as she moved her mouth up and down over his swollen manhood, and was rewarded with hearing him hiss her name as if he was clenching his teeth at the same time. She looked up, still sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. He was clenching his teeth. She reached under his penis to cup his balls in one hand, stroking gently, humming with pleasure as Severus writhed against her.
His fingers tightened on her scalp, and she knew his release would come in moments...she moaned, thrilled at the thought of him coming into her mouth.
Hermione\'s low, guttural hum sent Severus into overdrive. He knew he could not withhold his orgasm for much longer, and tried to pull her head away, but she merely glanced up, slid her hands around his buttocks, and shook her head slightly, as if to say \"no\".
That movement was Severus\' undoing. He felt a tightening in his balls and his breath exploded out of him in an almost tribal yell.
\"Uhhhhh...yessssss...HERMIONE!\"
She felt a warm saltiness spurt inside her mouth, and she drew her lips backwards along his cock, to make more room for his semen. The taste of it was...mysterious, magical even...and beautiful, because it had come from him. She swallowed, and heard him gasp in astonishment.
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Headmistress\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
\"...and seduce him I did. I told him I loved him, realising as I uttered it, it was the truth. I realised that I wanted him and only him.\"
I don\'t notice the tear until it f ont onto my arm. Lavender has a face-full of tears, too. Harry, on the other hand. was looking a little green. \'With nausea\', I realise, \'not envy\'.