Love Bites (REPOST)

Chapter 17 ~ Encounters

Adam and Hermione had their hands full. The infirmary was full of Quidditch team members. Gryffindor and Slytherin had a match and as always a few heads were busted in the process, the players hanging on until the Slytherin seeker caught the golden snitch. Then they were rushed to the infirmary, dazed and happy, or dazed and sullen. Hermione and Adam patched them up as best they could. Two players on opposing teams had badly broken arms, so would have to stay overnight. One was a seventh year Slytherin student the age of consent, so the Professor was basically confined to Hermione's rooms.

Hermione's mind had been working as she put the players back in order. The Slytherin student could be a problem, but Hermione was sure she could stun the witch, so the Professor could leave the infirmary. She needed him out of their rooms for a short period of time to put her plan in action. A bit of a nighttime run was in order.

Hermione was sure that if given a choice, Severus would turn down her suggestion of taking Ginny as the witch of interest without even considering it. So she came up with an alternative plan that was much more daring, but would put temptation directly in front of the wizard. She needed to talk to Ginny, who was more than likely still pissed with her.

Leaving Adam to finish bandaging up the students, Hermione headed down to the library to try to talk to Ginny. She found the witch busily sorting catalogue cards into proper numerical and alphabetical order. Ginny scowled up at the witch the moment she saw her.

"Come to raid my tomes again, doctor?" she said in a bad temper.

"No, I've come to tell you about Professor Snape and ask you to help me with him," Hermione replied, sure that this would get the witch's interest."

It did.

"So, you're willing to share him?" Ginny said excitedly.

"No, you can have him all to yourself, if you'll take a wizarding oath that you will reveal nothing about him or your dealings with him," Hermione said.

Ginny quickly took the Oath and Hermione explained Severus' situation to the red-haired witch.

"Ah, I wondered about that. I've always had a bit of a crush on the Professor," Ginny said.

Hermione's eyes widened at this. She had no idea.

"But I never tried to act on it before. I didn't want to get rejected. I've heard how brutal he is when he rejects witches. But it makes sense now. So his sexual aura is intensified because he's been bitten. Wow. Well, I'm willing to tangle with him, half-vampire or not," she said, her brown eyes going hot.

Hermione looked at the tall, shapely redhead.

"Er…Ginny there are some aspects about the Professor I feel I need to warn you about. Firstly, he might want to drink a bit of your blood during sex," Hermione said hesitatingly.

Ginny's eyes went hotter.

"Ooh, kinky. I've done blood play before. I can't remember a better orgasm," she gushed, a faraway look in her eyes before she turned them back to Hermione.

"And…and…his penis is about eleven inches long," the doctor said coloring.

Ginny stared at her.

"You're yanking my broom, aren't you Hermione?" Ginny asked her.

Hermione and Ginny had sort of been friends back during school, so the witch still called Hermione by her given name.

"No. I had to examine him and it's really that big," Hermione said. "Under the influence of Vashti's curse, he will certainly use it to its full potential. It could be quite a painful ordeal."

Ginny looked at her.

"Painful? More like intensely passionate and satisfying," the witch said, licking her lips. Then she looked Hermione up and down.

"You haven't had sex yet, have you Hermione?" Ginny asked the witch.

Hermione shook her head.

"You have no idea what you are missing. And trust me, a big cock is not a problem. Witches can handle them, even if they take a little getting used to. Once you get started…gods," Ginny said dreamily.

She looked at Hermione who looked extremely doubtful. Ginny put her hands on her hips.

"Hermione, you're a doctor. You know we can pass babies. We can certainly take a large cock," the witch said.

Hermione still looked doubtful. She did know this but still it did nothing to quell her fears about dealing with Severus. Ginny was watching her, then her brown eyes narrowed in understanding.

"The Professor wants you. And you're scared to sleep with him. That's what this is about," the witch said incredulously, "You don't think you can handle it."

"I just think it will work out better for him…and me, if he found someone with experience to keep him from turning," Hermione replied.

Ginny nodded.

"That's what your mouth says, anyway. I know better. But your loss is my gain. I'll fuck him in a second, blood-sucking, huge cock and all. He's delicious. He must be an awesome lover," Ginny said.

Hermione's mind went back to when he had picked her up and kissed her. How tender he was, but still possessive and demanding. And how she had responded. She didn't think she could have stopped him from doing anything he wanted if Adam hadn't come storming in. She certainly wasn't feeling any fear when actually in his arms. But being kissed wasn't the same as being fucked, she was sure. A feeling of warmth washed over her as she thought about it just the same. Especially with Ginny being so willing to experience him.

"You want to do it, Hermione. I can see it in your eyes. When did you become such a coward?" Ginny asked her. "You're giving Gryffindor house a bad name."

"I'm not a coward," Hermione snapped, "Anyway, are you willing to do this?"

Ginny felt she had stepped on some tender ground with the witch and backed off.

"Yes," she responded.

"All right, here's what we're going to do," Hermione said, leaning into the witch and telling her the plan. Ginny's eyes lit up.

"Oh, this is going to be fun. And hot," she said.

Hermione looked at her and felt a pulse of jealousy at how excited the witch was.

"I imagine it will," Hermione replied a bit sullenly.

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Hermione made it a point to come back to the infirmary late, and found that Adam had transformed a storeroom into a handy little bedroom, with the help of several house elves. He had been given a set of rooms on another floor, but he wanted to be on hand to watch over the students and be available in case any patients arrived. Well, that's what he told Hermione.

That fact was Adam wanted to hang around and watch her and Severus. This was definitely the most happening spot in Hogwarts. He was intrigued by what was happening to the Potions Master and wanted to see everything play out, or be a part of it in some way. Vashti had bitten him, and as far as Adam was concerned, that was like being touched by the gods themselves. Most likely there would be some kind of confrontation. Adam hoped to witness it.

Hermione entered her rooms and found the Professor sitting in front of the fireplace reading. He looked up at her when she entered.

"You stayed away quite a while, doctor. One would think you were trying to avoid me," he said silkily, his dark eyes resting on her.

"I'm getting ready to go for a run," Hermione said, walking into her bedroom.

"A run?" Severus called after her.

"Yes," she called back. "I've been neglecting my body."

"Tell me about it," the Professor thought lasciviously, then he said, "You know, I wouldn't mind a run myself. It's been a while."

Hermione smirked. He took the bait.

"Well, it's dark now…so if we can get you out of the castle, you can have one too," she responded, taking off her lab coat and opening her wardrobe to pull out a sweat suit. "Did you take your blood replenisher?"

"Yes," he called back, rising from the chair and heading for his room to transform some clothing into something he could run in.

Hermione closed and warded her bedroom door, undressed and put on her sweat suit. It also fit. She felt a little exposed without her lab coat but she had to get used to dressing like a witch again.

She retied her ponytail, then exited the bedroom and walked into the study. The Professor was already dressed and waiting. He must have used magic to get ready. He was dressed in a black wife beater, black sweats, white socks and black trainers. His long hair was pulled back into a ponytail. His strong, lean build was accentuated by the fit of his clothing. He looked at her.

"Nice sweat suit," he said, his eyes drifting over the dark blue outfit, and her evident curves.

"Thank you," Hermione said, returning to her bedroom. She fished in her lab coat pocket, pulled out the Clarification potion and drained the bottle. She set it on the nightstand, and then returned to the study and Severus.

The wizard looked at her.

"I think it would be best if we went to my rooms and apparated to the grounds from there," he said, "you would have to enter first and make sure the coast was clear."

He walked toward the witch.

"Apparate? You can apparate from your rooms? No one is supposed to be able to apparate on Hogwarts grounds," Hermione said, her brow furrowed.

"I am. It is a perk left over from when I served Voldemort. I had to be able to apparate to return, I would be in such a bad condition most of the time. I would have died on the grounds if I couldn't go directly to my rooms," he said, stopping very close and looking down at her.

"Are you ready to run?" he asked her silkily.

Gods, she certainly was when he was so close to her. But she steeled herself.

"Let's go Professor," she said opening the wall and exiting the room. The Professor followed but Hermione suddenly stopped and held him back with one hand.

"Wait here," she said.

Hermione walked over to a privacy curtain and entered. There was a little flash of light and she exited, her wand in her hand, motioning at him to follow her as she headed for the floo.

Adam, standing in the doorway of his room watched Hermione and Severus move across the infirmary. They were dressed for a run. The doctor had stunned a patient so she wouldn't react to the Professor. Hm. She was a Gryffindor wasn't she? That was pretty Slytherin of her.

He watched as Hermione tossed some floo powder into the fireplace. It had been bricked over when he arrived. There must have been a good reason for it. Well it was fine now.

The flames turned green and the doctor stepped through. The wizard hesitated for a moment, then followed her.

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Victor, in his wolf form, lay with his head on his paws on the Hogwarts grounds, his yellow eyes on the castle itself. He had spent the day in a werebadger's den, after eating the werebadger. He was a mean little rodent, but Victor dispatched him and ate everything.

He kept his vigil, but he was depressed. He had no way of finding out who this witch was. Then he heard a clap of thunder and he raised his head, his ears pricked forward. That was the sound of wizard travel. Someone had appeared on the grounds. The wolf rose and loped toward the sound to see who it was.

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Severus and Hermione appeared a ways from the castle. After doing a bit of a stretch, they took off towards the gates of Hogwarts, intending on running the perimeter.

Victor loped and could scent two people running, one female and one male smelling distinctly of vampire.

"The wizard. He must be with the woman," Victor thought. Oh this was good.

For a moment, the vampire got the insane desire to kill the wizard. But most likely Vashti would kill him in turn. That would defeat the purpose of getting the wizard out of the way.

Ah, he could see them now. The tall wizard, obviously slowing his gait, and a rather short witch, running strongly beside him.

He watched as the wizard began to pull away.

"Dr. Granger, this pace isn't good for me. I need to put on my stride," Severus said to Hermione.

"Go on, Professor. I'll be fine," Hermione said.

The Professor lengthened his stride and was soon quite a distance from Hermione.

Trotting behind the witch, Victor snarled. She was alone.

The vampire turned invisible, still in his wolf form and raced ahead of the witch, so he could head her off. He stopped in a copse of trees about a quarter mile away. The Professor was quite a distance from her, far enough that he couldn't sense Victor. The vampire became visible and sat on his haunches directly in the witch's path.

Hermione was moving at a decent pace, and starting to feel the welcome burn. She jogged toward a copse of trees and saw something white sitting there. As she approached she saw it was a wolf. She drew her wand and slowed as she drew closer to the animal, who made no threatening moves. Hermione stopped.

"What are you doing here?" Hermione asked the creature. "You should be in the Forbidden Forest, not running about the grounds. If Hagrid sees you he's going to hex you."

The wolf wagged its tail and Hermione lowered her wand a bit. It seemed the animal was friendly.

"Are you a familiar?" she asked the wolf, looking into its yellow eyes. The beast looked back at her and suddenly she felt warm all over and couldn't seem to move.

Victor transformed and walked up to the witch.

"Vashti sends her greetings," he said to the smitten witch. He was using his power on Hermione. Victor clasped his hands behind his back and walked around the witch, his eyes sweeping over her.

"You are a tiny meal, witch," he said, leaning and whispering in her ear. Hermione shuddered with lust. "Ah, you are feeling me, aren't you?"

Hermione nodded.

"You want me to touch you?" he asked her softly, trailing one pale finger down her throat.

"Yes," Hermione said.

Victor studied her. She was attractive. By the scent of her, untouched too. Victor licked his lips. He hadn't tasted the blood of a virgin in over a century.

"If I touched you witch, you would die. Vashti has condemned you to death because of the wizard she wants," the vampire said rather bitterly.

He circled Hermione again. The witch's amber eyes followed him hungrily. If she could move, she would have thrown herself on him.

"Tell me, witch. What is your relationship to the wizard?" he asked her.

"I am his doctor. I am trying to keep him from turning," Hermione replied hollowly.

Victor's dark eyebrows rose at this. She was actively trying to thwart Vashti's plans? Hm.

"What are your feelings toward the wizard? Do you want him, witch? For yourself?" he asked her.

Hermione hesitated, then didn't answer.

Suddenly Victor hissed and thrust his face into hers, his fangs bared and glistening.

"Tell me witch. Your answer may save your life!" he snarled.

"Yes, I want him," Hermione said, still drawn to the creature, but very frightened just the same.

"Listen to me. I am going to spare you because I feel you can slow his turning. I am supposed to kill you, witch and am going against the command of my Queen. I do not want this mortal for a king. Do your best to keep him from turning and maybe you will live."

Then Victor passed his hand over her face, causing Hermione's eyes to close.

"You will not remember this meeting. In a month you will meet me here at this spot to tell me of your progress. Do you understand?" Victor hissed at the witch.

"Yes," Hermione said dreamily, her eyes still closed.

Victor kissed her lightly, sensing the living blood pulsing through her warm lips and fighting back the urge to taste her. If he tasted her, he would have to kill her, or else she would turn.

Suddenly the vampire transformed into a bat and flew silently toward the Forbidden Forest.

Hermione stood there a moment, then her eyes began to flutter. She woke and looked down at her wand in her hand, confused.

"Why is my wand out?" she asked herself. She stared at it for a moment, then put it back in her pocket. She looked for Severus. He was nowhere to be seen.

Hermione looked around for a moment, then began to run again, having no idea she had just had a close encounter with death.

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Severus was waiting impatiently at the point they initially apparated to when Hermione finally jogged up to him, then bent over, panting, her hands on her knees.

"I hope that's not your usual pace," Severus said, "if so, you should take up walking."

Hermione straightened and walked about a little.

"I don't know what happened. I feel as if I lost some time over by the trees," the witch said.

Severus shook his head. She needed to run more.

"Well, I'm ready to return to our rooms," the wizard said, looking at her intently.

He planned to work on the witch a bit more. Her response to his kiss had been promising. He didn't think it would take long to get her in his bed. Her natural urges would help him immensely. He believed it was fear that would keep her from him. He had to allay her fears. She would be able to survive him.

He walked up to the witch and suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his side with a gasp and apparated back to his rooms.

When they appeared in his study, Hermione moved quickly, tearing out of his grasp. She had been smart to do it. He was planning on kissing her again. The Potions Master scowled at her as she reached in the floo powder box on the mantle, extracted some and threw it into the fireplace.

"The infirmary," she said, stepping through the green flame.

Severus sighed and followed.

Hermione emerged into the infirmary and looked around. Adam was standing in his doorway, smiling. He knew a secret. He watched as Severus stepped out behind her, scowling.

"Had a nice run?" Adam called to them.

"Shhh!" Hermione shushed him. She didn't know if the stunner had worn off the seventh year.

"Forgive me for caring," Alan said in a huff, disappearing into his room and plopping into his bed. He would love to see the wizard's reaction when he went to his quarters.

Hermione let up the wall and entered the study, Severus right behind her, his black eyes burning into her back. The witch headed straight for her bedroom, closing and warding the door behind her, almost in Severus' face.

He frowned at the door. She was hiding from him. Severus rapped on the door with his knuckle.

"I'm going to have to take a shower you know," he called to her.

"After me," Hermione called back. She was sitting on her bed, her stomach in knots. Part of her wanted this to work…but the other part…

Severus turned and stalked into his bedroom, turning up the torches as he did so. He picked up a towel off his dresser and wiped at his face and neck.

"Hello, Professor," said a female voice.

Severus spun around, his black eyes wide with surprise.

A very naked Ginny Weasley was tucked under the sheets of his bed, her red hair falling over her shoulders softly, her eyes shining with desire.

"Miss Weasley, what are you doing here, in my room, in my bed?" the Professor asked the witch.

"Currently nothing, Professor. But I hope you'll soon change that," she purred, pulling the sheets away from her body, so the Professor could see exactly what she was offering.

His black eyes swept over her full pink-tipped breasts, slim waist, patch of fiery red pubic hair, and long, long legs. She had a few freckles here and there, but they did nothing to dampen the effect. She was a beautiful witch.

"Damn," the Professor breathed, "Dr. Granger put you up to this, didn't she?"

Ginny nodded.

"She said you needed a witch to meet your 'special' needs, to keep you from turning. I'm very willing to lend a helping hand…or something," the witch purred, her voice low and sultry.

The Professor arched an eyebrow.

"Or something," he responded.

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A/N: Wow. Hermione has a run in with Victor. Severus has a run-in with a very naked Ginny Weasley. Man oh man…will Severus take advantage of this, even though he knows Hermione set it up? Wow, we'll see next chapter. Please review.