The Blowers Daughter

October was a particularly chilly time at Hogwarts, and Hermione was relieved to be able to wake and find herself wrapped in Snape\'s warm and comforting arms. It had been over a month since her awkward break up with Lupin, and she rarely saw him. Lupin, humiliated by his private life being widely known amongst staff and students, spent much of his time in his study. When Hermione did see Lupin, he would either glare at her, or refuse to meet her eyes.

Hermione stretched slightly, smiled and shook Severus slightly.

\"Severus, it\'s time to wake up,\" she whispered, as he stirred.

\"It\'s Saturday you dunderhead, go back to sleep before I smother you!\" Snape replied grumpily. Hermione grinned and kissed him tenderly.

\"I know, but my apprenticeship starts today, and I\'m so excited!\" she whispered, running her hand over his chest. Snape rolled his eyes.

\"That doesn\'t mean that we need to wake up at insane times!\" he smiled, sitting up in bed and wrapping his arm around her shoulders, trying to convince her to stay next to him. She grinned again and jumped out of bed, grabbing his hand.

\"Come on!\" she cried, \"I\'m too excited to sleep. I want you to teach me!\" He groaned and sat up. Recognising his reluctance, she leaned towards him, and whispered softly in his ear, \"Shall we reacquaint ourselves with some of those school desks in your room?\"

Severus was dressed before you could say illicit relations!



Lupin awoke to a tingling sensation on his face. He sat up and glanced around, trying to identify the strangely enjoyable sensation. In his semi-conscious state, he thought that it was Hermione, tickling his face as she used to do when they were together.

\"Hermione,\" he sighed, touching the are that had been tingling.

\"Close, but no Wolfsbane.\" He heard a familar drawl. Startled, Lupin sat up quickly and glared around the room.

\"Malfoy, where are you?\" he hissed, getting out of his bed and grabbing his wand. A silver spider fell from the ceiling of the room to the floor, before transforming into Lucius Malfoy.

\"Good morning Lycanthrope, I\'m here to discuss our little arrangement,\" Lucius said coolly, standing up and brushing down his clothes, \"Oh, and Accio Lupin\'s wand.\" Lupin\'s wand flew from his hand into Lucius\'s. \"Sorry, but as I don\'t have my own, I\'ll make do with yours,\" he said, not sounding sorry at all. Lupin glared at Lucius, trying to hide his fear.

\"What do you want?\" Lupin asked softly.

\"It\'s been a month Lupin, and I\'m getting tired of waiting. When do I get my location?\" Lucius growled, waving the wand threateningly, \"I\'m getting very, very tired of waiting.\"

\"You don\'t understand Lucius, she won\'t meet with me, what am I supposed to do?\" Lupin replied, his voice tinged with agitation. Lucius stepped towards Lupin and held the wand against his throat.

\"Your letter, you want me to hurt Hermione? Do you want me to make her scream in pain and beg for you to save her?\" Lucius hissed at him. Lupin nodded weakly. \"Then get her out of the goddamn school!\" he yelled angrily. Lupin looked away.

\"What am I supposed to do?\" Lupin snarled, \"if I cannot get to her?\" The smirk on Lucius\'s face slipped slightly, and he glared at Lupin.

\"Do you always address your superiors so rudely?\" He sneered. Lupin attempted to apologise, but Lucius raised and lowered his wand, \"Crucio.\" Lupin fell to the floor, clutching his sides as the searing pain seized his body.

\"Lucius, stop,\" Lupin spluttered, \"I have an idea.\" Lucius lowered his wand and kicked Lupin in the ribs, causing him to roll onto his back.

\"Well?\" he asked coldly.

\"I shall do it tonight, you can collect her from room seven this evening at the Hogs Head Inn in Hogsmeade,\" Lupin said, talking frantically as he attempted to recover from the pain, \"Write a hostage message now. I shall leave it in her room when I take her. You will have one night at the longest before people realize she is missing, and two more before I come after you.\"

\"And what of the traitor, Severus?\" Lucius asked, tapping the wand against his chin as he thought about Lupin\'s plan.

\"In the note, make it obvious to him that you took her. He will come to Malfoy Mansion without going for help, you know what he is like. I shall then stumble conveniently on the letter and follow a few nights later, giving you time to break him and harm her,\" Lupin said quickly, trying but failing to stand up. Lucius smirked.

\"You had better get her to that room Lupin, I shall meet you there tonight,\" He replied, tossing Lupin\'s wand at his feet, \"At six.\" Lupin nodded as he held his sides, trying to block out the pain that still pulsed through his body. Lucius smirked before transforming into his anamagus and scuttling away.





Hermione stood in front of a silver cauldron, concentrating hard as she steadily dripped essence of spider blood into an infusion of wormswort, whilst stirring it slowly. She had been working for almost seven hours, and it hadn\'t ceased to fascinate her. She was attempting to brew an invisibility potion, and it was a long and drawn out process. She had done it perfectly, and this was the final stage. When she had finished, the potion began to bubble and slowly turned a silvery colour, the same consistency and shade as a pensive. She cautiously dipped her wooden spoon into it, and as she drew it out, she stared at it in fascination as it turned invisible. She cried out unintentionally with joy, and looked up at Snape, who was sitting at his desk, silently marking third year\'s homework.

\"I did it! You said that it would take me at least three goes, but i did it!\" Hermione cried out, dropping the spoon and running to him. He glanced up and saw her running towards him. He slid his chair back and allowed her to practically throw herself onto him as he sat in his large chair. She hugged him and his trousers suddenly began to feel tight as she straddled his lap.

\"Miss Granger, I believed that my exact words were \'it takes most witches at least three attempts\'\" he drawled, \"You forget, you are not most witches.\" She grinned and kissed his lips softly, before leaning over to kiss his throat.

\"Back to Miss. Granger now Severus? I think you shall find that I am now Professor Granger,\" she whispered huskily. Severus stood up, holding Hermione against him with one hand and pushing everything off his table with the other.

\"Let it be Miss Granger, just for now,\" he whispered, kissing her throat and laying her on his desk. She straddled his waist as he leant down and ran his hand over her breast. She was wearing a cream, silk shirt and a knee length, black pencil skirt. He loved to see her dressed like that, she reminded him of a muggle secretary he had read about in her magazines.

\"Feeling kinky Severus?\" she smiled, as he began to undo the buttons of her shirt, \"Or should I call you Sir?\" Snape growled softly as he began to caress her breast, pushing her bra down. She smiled and tightened her leg\'s grip on his waist, grinding herself against his erection. He kissed her lips before moving down to kiss her breast, biting the nipple softly. She moaned, pleasure and pain washing over her. Running his hands up the side of her body, he pushed her skirt up and pushed her underwear aside.

\"I have missed you Miss. Granger,\" he whispered softly, \"and the fun that we used to have on this desk.\" Hermione smirked as he slipped a finger inside of her, his thumb massaging her nub. She moaned, louder than before, and reached to the waistband of Snape\'s trousers.

\"Get them off,\" she whispered demandingly, pulling at them vainly. He nodded, and with his free hand, pulled his black dress trousers down to reveal his familer green boxer shorts. She reached down and cupped his erection, before pulling it out and running her finger along the shaft. He shivered against her touch.

\"Come on then sir,\" she whispered huskily, lying back on the desk and cupping her own breast, \"Take me.\" He grinned and launched into her. He was rewarded by her wetness, and the sight of her semi-naked body arching in front of him. She sighed in pleasure and tensed her legs, pulling him further into her. He leant down and kissed her as he thrust into her again. Once they had orgasmed, Snape slumped over her, kissing her tenderly. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands playing in his hair.

\"That was a productive apprentice meeting,\" he smirked. She laughed softly, before looking at her watch.

\"Five pm,\" she whispered softly to him, \"I\'ve got to go and finish off marking sixth year\'s essays on vampires.\" Snape nodded and sat up, casting a cleansing spell on the both.

\"Fine, see you this evening?\" he asked casually. Hermione shook her head.

\"Sorry, i can\'t. Third year mermaid essays need to be marked,\" she sighed, buttoning her shirt, \"But I\'ll drop in tomorrow lunchtime?\" He nodded to her and kissed her cheek.

\"Fine, good night,\" he whispered, kissing her lips.





Hermione left the dungeon and returned to her room. She strolled in and dropped her bag and robes to the floor before looking up. A glass of red wine rested on the table in front of her. She smiled, assuming that a house elf had left it for her, as they were aware of her favorite evening drink. She picked it up and sipped it slowly. The taste was refreshing, but she couldn\'t help but be aware of the strange aftertaste. Hermione shrugged and rested the half empty glass on the side, thinking that the wine was off. She moved into the small kitchen, planning to open her own bottle of wine, when she saw Remus standing in the doorway. She reached down instinctively to grab her wand, but Lupin drew his before she could.

\"I\'m sorry Hermione, but you pushed me to do this,\" he said.

\"What are you talking about?\" She whispered, before feeling light headed. She stumbled against the stone wall and gripped it to stay up. The situation was reminiscant of the night that she had left Remus. Her vision was becoming blurred suddenly, and she tried to raise her wand.

\"Drugged Hermione, with distilled root of Elexamane, the exact same root that is now missing from Snape\'s potion\'s stores,\" He said, moving towards her as she fell forwards. He caught her quickly and she looked up to him.

\"What are you doing to me?\" She asked, her voice fractured and quiet.

\"A stupefy spell could be traced, and that would be no good,\" he whispered, \"however, when you are found, drugged by the same potion missing from Snape\'s stores, he will be blamed for your little predicament, though that will be the least of his worries.\" Hermione shook her head, struggling to keep her eyes open.

\"You\'re framing Severus? Why?\" she whispered, pushing away from Lupin. Lupin glared at her and grabbed her by the scruff of her shirt, pulling her up and pushing her against the wall.

\"Don\'t worry about your precious Severus,\" he sneered, \"Worry about who is kidnapping you.\"

\"You will go to Azkaban for this,\" She hissed angrily.

\"No I won\'t, because you won\'t remember that it was me,\" he whispered, as she finally fell unconscious in his arms, \"Obliviate.\"

DISCLAIMER: NONE OF THIS BELONGS TO ME. I JUST CREATED THE PLOT!