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Hermione's Dilemma
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
6,334
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22
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2
AN: Thanks so much to all my reviewers!!! Your opinions keep me writing. I know that is doesn't seem like a PWP but I'm not planning to drag it all out. The next chapter will be the last. Keep giving me your feedback, it means the world to me.
JK Rowling owns anything that you recognise.
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Hermione gasped in awe as she entered his chambers. She was lead to a warm room filled with rich wooden shelves that were bursting with books of all types and sizes. There was a roaring fireplace on the opposite wall and a comfortable looking sofa facing it.
"Miss Granger, when you are finished in your ridiculous trance you will go through that door and clean yourself up," Snape snapped at her. "Touch anything and you will be doing more then crying Granger!" He shouted at her retreating back.
"Well at least the normal Snape's back." Hermione grumbled to herself as she walked through the door he pointed out.
She found herself in a spacious room. The walls were deep blue and there was a woodsy scent hanging in the air. The first thing she noticed was the magnificent marble tub situated in the middle of the room. Its large rectangle shape reminded her of the bath in the Prefects Bathroom but the dark colour of the marble gave it a more mysterious aura. She decided to have a bit of a play with the countless taps scattered around the edge. So what if she wasn’t meant to touch anything? She’d already gotten into enough trouble tonight as it was. Not to mention the embarrassment she faced. Luckily for her that all seemed like a distant memory. All she could think about was how to seduce him from this point, she'd be damned if she was going to walk away tonight with a slap on the wrist and her virginity still firmly in place.
Severus was pacing his chambers waiting for the stupid girl to finish washing her face. She had taken up enough of his time as it was. Didn't she have anything better to do then harass him? As for the love thing, HA! He hadn't heard of anything as dim-witted since Longbottem stepped foot in his class those long years ago. Had she been a year older, he would have slightly considered returning her feelings. The whole student teacher thing hadn't bothered him in the least.
He knew that it could be kept a secret for as long as he desired. He wasn’t a fool by any stretch of the imagination. No the thing that stopped him was that she was under age. He just couldn’t bring himself to look at the girl in that way, knowing that she was just a child. “Yes Severus a child.” He told himself, knowing she was anything but.
If Severus was trying to convince himself Hermione was a child, the sight of her at that moment would have blown his conscience apart. She'd had so much fun experimenting with the different taps that in no time the bath was filled up to the rim with water crusted in thick foamy bubbles. "So much for me not touching anything." Hermione laughed to herself. She stripped off her uniform and sunk onto the steps in the swimming pool sized bath. Her head was immersed underwater so she did not hear the knock knock at the door, or the sharp voice calling "Miss Granger I thought you weren't like the other dunderheads I teach. How can it take a girl so long to simply splash water on her face?"
The next thing Hermione saw when she came up for air was the furious face of the Potions Master. A mantra of 'crap crap crap' went over in her head while she tried to do some quick thinking to get herself out of this situation. He looked down on her with an eye brow raised.
“Miss Granger. Tonight you have burst into my office, blatantly disrespected a teacher, lost your oh-so-brave house 30 points, wasted my evening with your pathetic snivels and now you have invaded my private rooms after all that I've done for you. When Miss Granger did I give you permission to use my personal bath? I was under the impression that you'd wash your face and be out. Did I not warn you that touching my things would result in more then crying?" He said all this in a chilling voice that sent a shiver up her spine. "Explain yourself!"
Severus was trying very hard to conceal his lust. He had been kidding himself if he thought she was a child. What a bugger that she was covered in those thick foamy bubbles. Still, he wasn't an idiot. A quick little snap of his fingers would have the bubbles gone in an instant.
Hermione looked into his eyes. They were giving away nothing but anger and hate. She wasn't exactly all that ugly either. She knew her body was well developed; it should be after adding those months on with the time turner in her 3rd year. All she had to do was stand up and he'd be eating out of the palm of her hand...she hoped.
The room went deadly silent, each looking at each other, daring who would make the first move. Severus finally lifted his right hand and made one simple gesture.
His fingers moved together causing a snap to echo through the room.
~~~
JK Rowling owns anything that you recognise.
~~~
Hermione gasped in awe as she entered his chambers. She was lead to a warm room filled with rich wooden shelves that were bursting with books of all types and sizes. There was a roaring fireplace on the opposite wall and a comfortable looking sofa facing it.
"Miss Granger, when you are finished in your ridiculous trance you will go through that door and clean yourself up," Snape snapped at her. "Touch anything and you will be doing more then crying Granger!" He shouted at her retreating back.
"Well at least the normal Snape's back." Hermione grumbled to herself as she walked through the door he pointed out.
She found herself in a spacious room. The walls were deep blue and there was a woodsy scent hanging in the air. The first thing she noticed was the magnificent marble tub situated in the middle of the room. Its large rectangle shape reminded her of the bath in the Prefects Bathroom but the dark colour of the marble gave it a more mysterious aura. She decided to have a bit of a play with the countless taps scattered around the edge. So what if she wasn’t meant to touch anything? She’d already gotten into enough trouble tonight as it was. Not to mention the embarrassment she faced. Luckily for her that all seemed like a distant memory. All she could think about was how to seduce him from this point, she'd be damned if she was going to walk away tonight with a slap on the wrist and her virginity still firmly in place.
Severus was pacing his chambers waiting for the stupid girl to finish washing her face. She had taken up enough of his time as it was. Didn't she have anything better to do then harass him? As for the love thing, HA! He hadn't heard of anything as dim-witted since Longbottem stepped foot in his class those long years ago. Had she been a year older, he would have slightly considered returning her feelings. The whole student teacher thing hadn't bothered him in the least.
He knew that it could be kept a secret for as long as he desired. He wasn’t a fool by any stretch of the imagination. No the thing that stopped him was that she was under age. He just couldn’t bring himself to look at the girl in that way, knowing that she was just a child. “Yes Severus a child.” He told himself, knowing she was anything but.
If Severus was trying to convince himself Hermione was a child, the sight of her at that moment would have blown his conscience apart. She'd had so much fun experimenting with the different taps that in no time the bath was filled up to the rim with water crusted in thick foamy bubbles. "So much for me not touching anything." Hermione laughed to herself. She stripped off her uniform and sunk onto the steps in the swimming pool sized bath. Her head was immersed underwater so she did not hear the knock knock at the door, or the sharp voice calling "Miss Granger I thought you weren't like the other dunderheads I teach. How can it take a girl so long to simply splash water on her face?"
The next thing Hermione saw when she came up for air was the furious face of the Potions Master. A mantra of 'crap crap crap' went over in her head while she tried to do some quick thinking to get herself out of this situation. He looked down on her with an eye brow raised.
“Miss Granger. Tonight you have burst into my office, blatantly disrespected a teacher, lost your oh-so-brave house 30 points, wasted my evening with your pathetic snivels and now you have invaded my private rooms after all that I've done for you. When Miss Granger did I give you permission to use my personal bath? I was under the impression that you'd wash your face and be out. Did I not warn you that touching my things would result in more then crying?" He said all this in a chilling voice that sent a shiver up her spine. "Explain yourself!"
Severus was trying very hard to conceal his lust. He had been kidding himself if he thought she was a child. What a bugger that she was covered in those thick foamy bubbles. Still, he wasn't an idiot. A quick little snap of his fingers would have the bubbles gone in an instant.
Hermione looked into his eyes. They were giving away nothing but anger and hate. She wasn't exactly all that ugly either. She knew her body was well developed; it should be after adding those months on with the time turner in her 3rd year. All she had to do was stand up and he'd be eating out of the palm of her hand...she hoped.
The room went deadly silent, each looking at each other, daring who would make the first move. Severus finally lifted his right hand and made one simple gesture.
His fingers moved together causing a snap to echo through the room.
~~~