Misjudged

Misjudged

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Summary: Everything starts the last week of Hermione’s 7th year. Both she and Snape find out they have both misjudged each other. As the war draws to a close will romance blossom? Or will their pasts interfere? R/R

Chapter 1- Moving On and Hermione’s Dream

Hermione Granger was down in the dungeons working with Professor Snape. They were restocking the stores for the hospital wing. Even though Severus insisted she didn’t have to help, Hermione stated she was helping.

“Have you heard from Draco sir?” Hermione asked.

“No. Why?” Severus answered.

“Just wondering. I mean you are his god father. He’s joining the auror training. He starts in two weeks. I’m really proud and happy for him.” Hermione replied.

“Yes. I too am proud of him Miss. Granger.” Severus added.

They were just putting the potions into crates to be taken down to the hospital wing when the potions classroom door burst open. In walked Harry and Ron followed by Draco. Hermione and Severus looked up.

“Hermione, we need to talk.” Harry said.

“Go ahead Miss Granger. I can finish up here.” Severus said.

Hermione nodded and led the three guys outside. Once outside Harry and Ron started right in.

“Where the hell were you? I thought you would be at the Burrow for Harry’s birthday?” Ron demanded.

“I had to work Ron.” Hermione answered.

“So you’re still going through with this idea of becoming a medi-witch. You know, it’s not too late to become an auror. And what about the Order? You abandoning that too like you did us?” Harry asked.

“Now wait just one damn minute! I didn’t abandon shit! All you guys ever needed me for was to do all your thinking! As for the Order, I joined back in our sixth year! I’ve been doing research for them. On things that will actually matter and can be done!” Hermione said beginning to raise her voice.

“You need to be with us Hermione! Not following this silly little pipe dream of yours!” Ron yelled.

“Back off Weasley! You too Potter! How can you two stand there and treat Hermione this way? I thought she was your friend?” Draco exclaimed.

“She was. Till she sold out.” Harry answered.

“I think it’s time for you to leave. Maybe I’ll see you around.” Hermione said harshly and turned to walk back into the classroom.

Harry reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her back out into the hall.

“We’re not through here.” Harry said

“I believe you are Mr. Potter.” Severus hissed as he stood at the doorway.

“Fine.” Harry said.

Ron and Harry spun on their heels and stalked away. Hermione absently began rubbing the spot on her arm where Harry had grabbed her. Draco slowly approached her.

“Don’t worry. If you want, I’ll talk to them. Make them see that your path is different than theirs.” Draco said calmly.

“Thanks. I don’t think it will do any good Draco, but you can try.” Hermione replied.

Draco nodded, kissed her cheek and walked away. Hermione sighed and walked back into the classroom. Severus noticed a dark purple bruise forming on her upper arm as she began finishing packing the potions.

“You all right Miss Granger?” Severus asked.

“I’m fine sir. Well, I better get these up to Madame Pomfery. I’ll send a house elf down for the rest.” Hermione answered.

Hermione left before Severus could even reply. Seeing that bruise had angered him and he didn’t even understand why. Shrugging it off, he entered his study to finish his lesson plans for the next year.

Hermione quickly retreated to her rooms located off the hospital wing. She stopped in front of the mirror and examined the bruise.

“My god. That looks bad.” she whispered.

The bruise was now deep purple and covered the upper part of her arm, just below her shoulder. She knew Harry was strong, but not that strong. She shuddered as she recalled the looks in both Ron and Harry’s eyes. The look of betrayal, anger and hurt.

Hermione sighed as she walked to her desk, pulled out her journal and began writing. Down in the dungeons Severus was reading through his lesson plans when he noticed his copy of Hermione’s journal glowing. He quickly grabbed it and opened it to her latest entry.

August 6, 2001

Harry, Ron and Draco came by while I was in the dungeons helping Professor Snape brew and pack some potions for Madame Pomfery. I’ve never seen Harry and Ron that angry before.
They accused me of betraying them only because I’m becoming a medi-witch and not an auror like them. I never wanted to be one. I prefer helping by using my hands and mind. Not relying on my wand and bits and pieces of information.
I was surprised when Professor Snape came to help when Harry grabbed me. Even Draco stood up for me. Perhaps the professor isn’t as bad as everyone says he is.
This is a sad day. I’ve now lost my two best friends, I fear permanently. The only one I have now is Draco. I would probably have Ginny if she hadn’t been killed the summer before her fifth year. But, that’s the story of my life. I always lose the ones I love it seems. That seems to be my curse in this life.

Severus was shocked. He couldn’t believe how her friends could treat her that way and that she had actually complimented him. He also felt for the young woman. No friends but Draco and of course those within the Order. He slowly closed the journal, put his things away and headed for bed.

Upstairs Hermione had finally managed to fall asleep. She had started out dreaming of one thing then suddenly her dreamscape shifted.

*Hermione’s Dream*

Hermione suddenly found herself walking through the gardens at Hogwarts. As she looked around she noticed someone dressed in a black cloak approaching her. She tried to make out a face, but the stranger keep his hood up.

“Who are you?” she asked.

“I think you already know that answer Hermione.” a male voice replied.

The voice was familiar to her. She just couldn’t place it. The man approached and stopped about an inch from her. She could feel his breath against her cheek as he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Don’t be afraid little one. I won’t hurt you. I could never hurt you. Do you trust me?” the man whispered.

“Yes.” Hermione answered without any hesitation.

The man then covered her lips with his. Hermione found herself melting into this strangers arms. His scent enveloped her as did his arms. Hermione quickly returned the kiss. She knew that should be terrified but there was something about this man and his voice that she found comforting.

The man pulled away and began to nibble at her neck. Hermione found her legs barely able to support her weight. The man quickly scooped her into his arms and carried her over to the large King-size bed that had just appeared.

“If you want to stop this at any time just say the word.” he whispered.

Hermione nodded. Slowly and lovingly the man began to remove her outer robe, shoes and socks. The feel of his hand brushing against her bare skin was enough to set her blood on fire. She watched as he stood up and removed everything but his silk boxers and the cloak.

“Let me see your face.” Hermione said.

“Are you sure you’re ready for that?” the man asked.

“Yes. Show me who you are.” Hermione answered.

Slowly he removed the cloak. When he looked up she gasped. There before her was none other than Severus Snape. Hermione was shocked.

“Professor?” she asked.

“It’s Severus, Hermione. You have no reason to fear me.” Severus said gently.

“I don’t fear you. I’m just surprised.” Hermione replied.

Severus smiled as he sat down beside her. Hermione returned his smile. Severus leaned down and began to kiss her once more. Hermione welcomed his kisses and tangled her fingers in his thick, soft, raven hair. Slowly the kiss turned more passionate, more heated. Severus moved his body over hers.

Hermione let out a moan at the feel of his well toned body covering hers. Somehow she was shed of her clothing and Severus had removed his boxers. Both were laying naked staring into each other’s eyes.

“What do you want Hermione? Tell me what you want.” Severus whispered huskily as his fingers made their way down her body.

“Ohhhhhh. I want more. Make love to me. Severus.” Hermione moaned as she felt his finger brush her womanhood.

Severus smiled and quickly covered one of her nipples with his mouth as his fingers slid gently into her. Hermione sighed at the sensations he was sending through her. He slowly and firmly began to pump one then two fingers in and out of her. Making sure she would be ready for him.

Hermione writhed beneath him as he began to kiss his way down her body. He looked up at her as he reached a point just above his fingers moving within her. Her head was thrown back and eyes closed in passion. He then covered her clit with his lips.

“Oh Severus!” she cried as her whole body arched off the bed.

Severus set to work pleasing the young woman underneath him. Within minutes she was gasping his name and climaxing into his mouth and on his fingers.

“You taste so sweet my dear.” he said as he once more kissed her.

Severus moved himself between her legs. With one look into her brown eyes he thrust foreword into her welcoming body. Both moaned at the feel of them becoming one. Severus stayed still till Hermione was ready. Hermione rocked her hips against his, eliciting a growl from deep in his throat.

The two began to move. Their motions in perfect sync with each other. Hermione wrapped her arms and legs tightly around his waist and shoulders. Their pace quickened. Both nearing their climaxes.

“Severus!”

“Hermione!”

After they had reached their peaks Severus collapsed on his side pulling Hermione with him and tightly into his arms.

“That was wonderful my dear.” he whispered as he kissed her forehead.

“Now I know what you’ve been hiding all these years. Too bad this is only a dream.” Hermione sighed.

“I will always be here in your dreams my dear. Never doubt that. Now sleep.” he whispered.

*End Hermione’s Dream*

Hermione bolted up and wide awake in her bed. Her body shaking from the events of her dream. Her blood still on fire from the kisses and touches.

“What the hell was that?” she asked out loud.

T.B.C