Hermione Granger and the Tactile Contact Theory
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Tricked
Chapter 16 Tricked
“What a prize we will bring back to our Dark Lord. You do good work,” a Death Eater said to Myrtle as she got back to her feet.
“Yes, I’d have to say this is a pretty package. If only Dumbledore had come with them. But no matter. That fumbling old man is no match for my Dark Lord,” Myrtle said to the Death Eater.
“You horrible woman! You turned on us? How could you turn your back on Hogwarts like this?” Hermione shouted her questions.
“You know, being dead can make a girl bitter. Especially when the man you want rejects you. It gets you thinking, ya know. If I were livigaingain, would he want me?” Myrtle’s eyes were now all for Professor Snape. “And there’s was only one way to answer that question.
“Now that I’m living again, can I collect that kiss?” Myrtle asked as she slid her new body against Professor Snape’s.
“You are more despicable to me now than ever before. I didn’t want you as a ghost, and I don’t want you now,” Professor Snape said passionately.
“No matter. There are several who would bed me willingly. But perhaps, taking you unwillingly would be more entertaining still,” Myrtle said with a cool smile.
Professor Snape did not respond as his stomach did a slow, sickening roll.
“Hand over the wands,” Myrtle said as she walked around the group, pulling wands away from each member.
“Let us take them to our DLordLord now. He will be expecting us,” another Death Eater responded.
“Of course, if you’ll just follow me,” Myrtle said sweetly as if she were going to give them a brief tour and then serve tea.
“You will never get away with this, Myrtle,” Harry said quietly.
“I don’t need to get away. My Dark Lord will protect me,” Myrtle said with conviction.
They walked at wandpoint into the Forbidden Forest. Severus deliberately took Hermione’s hand. At least they were going to be together though it all. Silently, he urged the Headmaster to come back quickly.
Harry watched Professor Snape and decided he didn’t mind so much if he and Hermione were-- involved. At least he knew that Professor Snape would try to protect Hermione with all he had. Harry appreciated that.
The Boy Who Lived was surprised to be thinking about Hermione and Professor Snape’s relationship at all. He truly knew what they were about to go up against. Harry had escaped from Voldemort before, but tonight no one would know where they had gone. Even if Professor Dumbledore got back in time, he wouldn’t know exactly where in the forest to look for their group. He too wished for the Headmaster to return hastily.
Ron’s thoughts were half on the jellybeans he was dropping to the ground, and half on Hermione and Professor Snape. However, he didn’t appreciate their possible relationship as much as Harry did. Secretly, Ron had always wondered if he and Hermione could be an item. But right now, Ron was glad that they had a teacher with them to face Voldemort.
Myrtle turned to be sure everyone was keeping pace. She really enjoyed stretching out her new living legs. Hovering can be fun for a while, but eventually you yearn to take a healthy walk. She also saw Hermione and Professor Snape holding hands. Apntlyntly more than research had been going on in that dungeon. But she would have the man whether he wanted her to or not.
The Dark Lord had promised to deliver Professor Snape to Myrtle if she could bring Harry Potter to him. It would be an even trade, and Myrtle would enjoy taking Professor Snape there in front of the perky, brainy, Hermione Granger. She hoped it would make Hermione cry. After all, Myrtle had been crying for decades. It was Hermione’s turn.
Still no one had spoken as a bonfire came into view. They were approaching a clearing. Professor Snape squeezed Hermione’s hand tighter as he realized it was the clearing from his dream.
“What a prize we will bring back to our Dark Lord. You do good work,” a Death Eater said to Myrtle as she got back to her feet.
“Yes, I’d have to say this is a pretty package. If only Dumbledore had come with them. But no matter. That fumbling old man is no match for my Dark Lord,” Myrtle said to the Death Eater.
“You horrible woman! You turned on us? How could you turn your back on Hogwarts like this?” Hermione shouted her questions.
“You know, being dead can make a girl bitter. Especially when the man you want rejects you. It gets you thinking, ya know. If I were livigaingain, would he want me?” Myrtle’s eyes were now all for Professor Snape. “And there’s was only one way to answer that question.
“Now that I’m living again, can I collect that kiss?” Myrtle asked as she slid her new body against Professor Snape’s.
“You are more despicable to me now than ever before. I didn’t want you as a ghost, and I don’t want you now,” Professor Snape said passionately.
“No matter. There are several who would bed me willingly. But perhaps, taking you unwillingly would be more entertaining still,” Myrtle said with a cool smile.
Professor Snape did not respond as his stomach did a slow, sickening roll.
“Hand over the wands,” Myrtle said as she walked around the group, pulling wands away from each member.
“Let us take them to our DLordLord now. He will be expecting us,” another Death Eater responded.
“Of course, if you’ll just follow me,” Myrtle said sweetly as if she were going to give them a brief tour and then serve tea.
“You will never get away with this, Myrtle,” Harry said quietly.
“I don’t need to get away. My Dark Lord will protect me,” Myrtle said with conviction.
They walked at wandpoint into the Forbidden Forest. Severus deliberately took Hermione’s hand. At least they were going to be together though it all. Silently, he urged the Headmaster to come back quickly.
Harry watched Professor Snape and decided he didn’t mind so much if he and Hermione were-- involved. At least he knew that Professor Snape would try to protect Hermione with all he had. Harry appreciated that.
The Boy Who Lived was surprised to be thinking about Hermione and Professor Snape’s relationship at all. He truly knew what they were about to go up against. Harry had escaped from Voldemort before, but tonight no one would know where they had gone. Even if Professor Dumbledore got back in time, he wouldn’t know exactly where in the forest to look for their group. He too wished for the Headmaster to return hastily.
Ron’s thoughts were half on the jellybeans he was dropping to the ground, and half on Hermione and Professor Snape. However, he didn’t appreciate their possible relationship as much as Harry did. Secretly, Ron had always wondered if he and Hermione could be an item. But right now, Ron was glad that they had a teacher with them to face Voldemort.
Myrtle turned to be sure everyone was keeping pace. She really enjoyed stretching out her new living legs. Hovering can be fun for a while, but eventually you yearn to take a healthy walk. She also saw Hermione and Professor Snape holding hands. Apntlyntly more than research had been going on in that dungeon. But she would have the man whether he wanted her to or not.
The Dark Lord had promised to deliver Professor Snape to Myrtle if she could bring Harry Potter to him. It would be an even trade, and Myrtle would enjoy taking Professor Snape there in front of the perky, brainy, Hermione Granger. She hoped it would make Hermione cry. After all, Myrtle had been crying for decades. It was Hermione’s turn.
Still no one had spoken as a bonfire came into view. They were approaching a clearing. Professor Snape squeezed Hermione’s hand tighter as he realized it was the clearing from his dream.