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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
17,150
Reviews:
46
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0
Currently Reading:
0
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Pride and Potions
WOW! Thanks for your kind reviws... little messages for all those who reviewed at the end.
Sorry... not smut! Bt! Bloody impossible with this storyline! Did write a bit of snogging this afternoon, but I haven`t typed it up yet so you`ll have to wait!
Anyways... I hope you enjoy this chapter, love Sev xxx
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Pride and Potions
When Hermione finally returned to her four poster bed high up in Gryffindor tower she was in a state of shock. Her mean and nasty potions master, the man who she had had a major crush on for the last year and a half, had just surprised her, even more than he had been doing recently, by offering to give her kickboxing lessons. She lay down after drawing the hangings firmly around her. Luckily none of the other girls had woken up.
She snuggled down into the fluffy pillows and toasty warm sheets thinking of her professor. They had agreed to meet in the tower room at nine p.m. the following night, and Hermione was looking forward to it immensely, not only because she was getting to spend some quality time with Severus Snape, but also because she thought that kickboxing would be a wonderful way to relieve some of the pent up emotion that she had been feeling ever since Harry had defeated Lord Voldemort the previous summer. Slowly but surely she drifted off into a deep sleep full of dreams about her handsome potions master and all the naughty things that she wanted him to do to her.
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Snape returned to his chambers quickly. As he got through the door, he stripped off his sweaty clothing and dumped them, along with his towel into the laundry basket. He walked naked through his bedroom into the bathroom.
Noticing that the swimming pool like tub was already full of steaming water and bubbles, (thank God for house elves) he sank gratefully in. The hot water caressed his acheing muscles and he ran his fingers through his hair, noticing that it was getting longer. Good. He resolutely told himself that he was going to let it grow this time, and use charms to keep it clean instead of having the hassle of washing it all the time.
Reluctantly, he pulled himself out of the tub and pulled a towel from the rail at the side of the tub, drying himself and then wrapping it around himself. He threw it into the laundry basket and sunk naked into bed. Tomorrow, he told himself, was going to be a very interesting day.
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The rest of the seventh year N.E.W.T. potions class were already waiting outside the dungeon classroom when Hermione arrived the next day. She had spent much longer than usual on her appearance that morning, brushing back her long, springy hair into a bun at the nape of her neck and even going as far as putting on light makeup. Her encounter with Snape the night before had only intensified her longing to break past the cold, uncaring exterior into what Hermione guessed could only be a warm and loving heart. He had seemed concerned when he had found out that she couldn`t defend herself, and that touched Hermione.
She followed the rest of the class into the darkness of the classroom, taking the seat next to Neville, who looked pale and apprehensive and who was shaking again. Hermione sighed. The poor boy really had no backbone!
Nevilled tremors increased tenfold as a tall, black - clad figure swept into the room and took his place at the front, his dark robes wrapped around him. He looked somewhat unusual today, his hair didn`t have it`s usual greasy appearance and he wore a silver chain around his neck with a Slytherin serpent as a pendant. It wasn`t only Hermione who noticed either.
\"Bloody hell!\" Ron hissed before Harry elbowed him hard in the ribs. Unfortunately for him, Snape had heard.
\"DO NOT LANGUAGE LIKE THAT IN MY CLASS WEASLEY!!!! Ten points from Gryffindor! You`re lucky it`s not detention!\" he glared and Ron shrank against Harry, paling as Snape`s eyes bored into him. As he turned to the blackboard, Hermione watched his soft black hair sway slightly, brushing the back of his robes. It fell elegantly in soft waves over his broad shouldersDHermione gaped at him, finding herself very turned on and tinking about running her fingers through his long tresses as he kissed his way down her stomach... she instantly felt a wetness between her thighs.
\"Damn!\" Hermione muttered. Now she wouldn`t get anything done properly! She forced herself to concentrate on dicing her rat spleen before adding it carefully to the already bubbling essence of poison ivy in her cauldron. Beside her, Neville was going to pieces again.
Hermione jumped as Snape`s voice cut through the buzz of chatter in the classroom.
\"Longbottom you IDIOT! Do not add that salamander blood now! Did I not specifically tell you that this potion could be volatile if mixed incorrectly!\"
Neville hastily replaced the vial of Salamander blood and glanced at Hermione, a \"help me!\" look on his round face.
\"Five points from Gryffindor, Longbottom!\" Snape snarled, \"And the next time you are so careless it will be fifty!\"
Hermione growled. Usually when he started victimising Neville she would get angry at him, but today his anger just aroused her even more. His dark eyes were smouldering, making his dark face even sexier. She was jerked out of her reverie by his voice, deep and sexy even though it was clipped and irritated.
\"Miss Granger, please help Longbottom avoid yet another disaster. I do not want to have to cordon off my classroom because it is toxic.\"
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Susan - well here the next chapter is!!
SLYTHERINHOTTIE - thanks... enjoy!
Barrie - ah so you agree with me then! I`ve always thought \"what if they got caught without a wand\" so im trying to answer it!!
Ripper de la Blackstaff - thanks... I will!!
slytheringriffendor21 - I`m going to be updating as fast as i can get it typed up so watch this space!
SmutMeizer - just trying to show a different side of Severus... btw, he could do that if you reeely wanted him to... hmmm... new odea for upcoming chapter *grins!*
Talene - yep... i`ve always seen him as the \"action guy\". I`m into kenjutsu myself, but I don`t really think Severus is one for Japanese swords, so as much as i wanted to write about him teaching Hermione how to use a katana I had to settle for kickboxing\"!
Everyone... REVIEWS!!!
love Sev xxx
\"Yes sir.\" she muttered. And damn you, sir, for being such a sexy bastard, she added as an afterthought, although most definitely not aloud. She quickly checked her own potion, which was just how she expected it to be before turning to Neville.
She looked into his cauldron and quickly wished she hadn`t. Luckily it was only fifteen minutes into the lesson. He had time to start again.
\"Evanesco.\" she muttered, vanishing the mess in the bottom of Neville`s cauldron before looking the trembling boy in the face.
\"Look Neville... essence of poison ivy first, then rat spleen when it starts to boil, ok? Let it simmer for ten minutes and THEN add the salamander blood... got it?\"
\"I....I...I think so. Thanks Hermione.\" Neville stammered. he was still shaking as he began to measure out the essnce of poison ivy.
\"Don`t mention it.\" she muttered grimly as she turned her attention to her own cauldron and added two drops of salamander blood, watching the liquid turn a deep blue with satisfaction.
By the end of the lesson Neville had detention and Hermione had a headache. She headed to the Hospital Wing to get one of Madam Pomfrey`s foul tasting headache remedies, telling Harry and Ron she`d be late for Transfiguration. Thank God that tomorrow was Saturday.
Sorry... not smut! Bt! Bloody impossible with this storyline! Did write a bit of snogging this afternoon, but I haven`t typed it up yet so you`ll have to wait!
Anyways... I hope you enjoy this chapter, love Sev xxx
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Pride and Potions
When Hermione finally returned to her four poster bed high up in Gryffindor tower she was in a state of shock. Her mean and nasty potions master, the man who she had had a major crush on for the last year and a half, had just surprised her, even more than he had been doing recently, by offering to give her kickboxing lessons. She lay down after drawing the hangings firmly around her. Luckily none of the other girls had woken up.
She snuggled down into the fluffy pillows and toasty warm sheets thinking of her professor. They had agreed to meet in the tower room at nine p.m. the following night, and Hermione was looking forward to it immensely, not only because she was getting to spend some quality time with Severus Snape, but also because she thought that kickboxing would be a wonderful way to relieve some of the pent up emotion that she had been feeling ever since Harry had defeated Lord Voldemort the previous summer. Slowly but surely she drifted off into a deep sleep full of dreams about her handsome potions master and all the naughty things that she wanted him to do to her.
----
Snape returned to his chambers quickly. As he got through the door, he stripped off his sweaty clothing and dumped them, along with his towel into the laundry basket. He walked naked through his bedroom into the bathroom.
Noticing that the swimming pool like tub was already full of steaming water and bubbles, (thank God for house elves) he sank gratefully in. The hot water caressed his acheing muscles and he ran his fingers through his hair, noticing that it was getting longer. Good. He resolutely told himself that he was going to let it grow this time, and use charms to keep it clean instead of having the hassle of washing it all the time.
Reluctantly, he pulled himself out of the tub and pulled a towel from the rail at the side of the tub, drying himself and then wrapping it around himself. He threw it into the laundry basket and sunk naked into bed. Tomorrow, he told himself, was going to be a very interesting day.
----
The rest of the seventh year N.E.W.T. potions class were already waiting outside the dungeon classroom when Hermione arrived the next day. She had spent much longer than usual on her appearance that morning, brushing back her long, springy hair into a bun at the nape of her neck and even going as far as putting on light makeup. Her encounter with Snape the night before had only intensified her longing to break past the cold, uncaring exterior into what Hermione guessed could only be a warm and loving heart. He had seemed concerned when he had found out that she couldn`t defend herself, and that touched Hermione.
She followed the rest of the class into the darkness of the classroom, taking the seat next to Neville, who looked pale and apprehensive and who was shaking again. Hermione sighed. The poor boy really had no backbone!
Nevilled tremors increased tenfold as a tall, black - clad figure swept into the room and took his place at the front, his dark robes wrapped around him. He looked somewhat unusual today, his hair didn`t have it`s usual greasy appearance and he wore a silver chain around his neck with a Slytherin serpent as a pendant. It wasn`t only Hermione who noticed either.
\"Bloody hell!\" Ron hissed before Harry elbowed him hard in the ribs. Unfortunately for him, Snape had heard.
\"DO NOT LANGUAGE LIKE THAT IN MY CLASS WEASLEY!!!! Ten points from Gryffindor! You`re lucky it`s not detention!\" he glared and Ron shrank against Harry, paling as Snape`s eyes bored into him. As he turned to the blackboard, Hermione watched his soft black hair sway slightly, brushing the back of his robes. It fell elegantly in soft waves over his broad shouldersDHermione gaped at him, finding herself very turned on and tinking about running her fingers through his long tresses as he kissed his way down her stomach... she instantly felt a wetness between her thighs.
\"Damn!\" Hermione muttered. Now she wouldn`t get anything done properly! She forced herself to concentrate on dicing her rat spleen before adding it carefully to the already bubbling essence of poison ivy in her cauldron. Beside her, Neville was going to pieces again.
Hermione jumped as Snape`s voice cut through the buzz of chatter in the classroom.
\"Longbottom you IDIOT! Do not add that salamander blood now! Did I not specifically tell you that this potion could be volatile if mixed incorrectly!\"
Neville hastily replaced the vial of Salamander blood and glanced at Hermione, a \"help me!\" look on his round face.
\"Five points from Gryffindor, Longbottom!\" Snape snarled, \"And the next time you are so careless it will be fifty!\"
Hermione growled. Usually when he started victimising Neville she would get angry at him, but today his anger just aroused her even more. His dark eyes were smouldering, making his dark face even sexier. She was jerked out of her reverie by his voice, deep and sexy even though it was clipped and irritated.
\"Miss Granger, please help Longbottom avoid yet another disaster. I do not want to have to cordon off my classroom because it is toxic.\"
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Susan - well here the next chapter is!!
SLYTHERINHOTTIE - thanks... enjoy!
Barrie - ah so you agree with me then! I`ve always thought \"what if they got caught without a wand\" so im trying to answer it!!
Ripper de la Blackstaff - thanks... I will!!
slytheringriffendor21 - I`m going to be updating as fast as i can get it typed up so watch this space!
SmutMeizer - just trying to show a different side of Severus... btw, he could do that if you reeely wanted him to... hmmm... new odea for upcoming chapter *grins!*
Talene - yep... i`ve always seen him as the \"action guy\". I`m into kenjutsu myself, but I don`t really think Severus is one for Japanese swords, so as much as i wanted to write about him teaching Hermione how to use a katana I had to settle for kickboxing\"!
Everyone... REVIEWS!!!
love Sev xxx
\"Yes sir.\" she muttered. And damn you, sir, for being such a sexy bastard, she added as an afterthought, although most definitely not aloud. She quickly checked her own potion, which was just how she expected it to be before turning to Neville.
She looked into his cauldron and quickly wished she hadn`t. Luckily it was only fifteen minutes into the lesson. He had time to start again.
\"Evanesco.\" she muttered, vanishing the mess in the bottom of Neville`s cauldron before looking the trembling boy in the face.
\"Look Neville... essence of poison ivy first, then rat spleen when it starts to boil, ok? Let it simmer for ten minutes and THEN add the salamander blood... got it?\"
\"I....I...I think so. Thanks Hermione.\" Neville stammered. he was still shaking as he began to measure out the essnce of poison ivy.
\"Don`t mention it.\" she muttered grimly as she turned her attention to her own cauldron and added two drops of salamander blood, watching the liquid turn a deep blue with satisfaction.
By the end of the lesson Neville had detention and Hermione had a headache. She headed to the Hospital Wing to get one of Madam Pomfrey`s foul tasting headache remedies, telling Harry and Ron she`d be late for Transfiguration. Thank God that tomorrow was Saturday.