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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
2,223
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11
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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.
Hermione couldn\'t help but stare back at him and wonder what the hell was going on. For a few minutes they kept up their little staring competition, \'till Snape suddenly seemed to realize who he was, where he was and what exactly was going on.
\"Mss. Granger. Do I have to refresh your memory about the fact where you should be right now?\"
\"N-no sir. I\'m sorry, I was just...\"
\"Off you go. Now\"
Hermione threw a last glance at Snape before she turned to leave. Just as she reached the door, she heard the cool voice again:
\"And remember, Mss. Granger, that your nightly little adventures won\'t be accepted as an excuse to skip the classes.\" He kept a small pause and continued with a much softer voice than Hermione had ever heard escaping his lips.
\"Next time you don\'t feel well, come straight to my office instead of wondering around. No matter what\'s wrong, I\'m sure we\'ll find a solution.\"
When Hermione finally left the dungeons she was in a so great shock she almost went to the owlry instead of the gryffindors\' tower. Once she reached her own bed, she was aching badly to get to her own room back in London. In her own room she could\'ve made a huge mug of coffee for herself, take a real pen instead of some stupid quill and write her thoughts in her good old muggle diary. Besides, she would have had thousand times more privacy in her own room than in the girls\' dormitory ever. For heavens sake, in London she could\'ve listened her beloved CDs!
Well, there was nothing she could do about these things right at that moment, but she would definitely send an owl to her parents to send her a new diary and a pen first thing in the morning. Satisfied with her plans she finally got herself to lay down on her bed, hair sill damp from her bath, falling asleep thinking about none other than her potions\' master.
Oh Hermione, Hermione what have you done to our precious little mister Snape during these years! if only Hermione would have known, if only it wouldn\'t have been ethically so wrong, they would\'ve been together since the day they first met. At least from Snapes\' point of view, at least inside his own little dream world
A/N
Okay, so this is not much of a chapter since it\'s so short, but I\'m feeling both emotionally and physically so tired right now that I\'ll leave it for a while like this. TBC when I\'ll feel a little better.
\"Mss. Granger. Do I have to refresh your memory about the fact where you should be right now?\"
\"N-no sir. I\'m sorry, I was just...\"
\"Off you go. Now\"
Hermione threw a last glance at Snape before she turned to leave. Just as she reached the door, she heard the cool voice again:
\"And remember, Mss. Granger, that your nightly little adventures won\'t be accepted as an excuse to skip the classes.\" He kept a small pause and continued with a much softer voice than Hermione had ever heard escaping his lips.
\"Next time you don\'t feel well, come straight to my office instead of wondering around. No matter what\'s wrong, I\'m sure we\'ll find a solution.\"
When Hermione finally left the dungeons she was in a so great shock she almost went to the owlry instead of the gryffindors\' tower. Once she reached her own bed, she was aching badly to get to her own room back in London. In her own room she could\'ve made a huge mug of coffee for herself, take a real pen instead of some stupid quill and write her thoughts in her good old muggle diary. Besides, she would have had thousand times more privacy in her own room than in the girls\' dormitory ever. For heavens sake, in London she could\'ve listened her beloved CDs!
Well, there was nothing she could do about these things right at that moment, but she would definitely send an owl to her parents to send her a new diary and a pen first thing in the morning. Satisfied with her plans she finally got herself to lay down on her bed, hair sill damp from her bath, falling asleep thinking about none other than her potions\' master.
Oh Hermione, Hermione what have you done to our precious little mister Snape during these years! if only Hermione would have known, if only it wouldn\'t have been ethically so wrong, they would\'ve been together since the day they first met. At least from Snapes\' point of view, at least inside his own little dream world
A/N
Okay, so this is not much of a chapter since it\'s so short, but I\'m feeling both emotionally and physically so tired right now that I\'ll leave it for a while like this. TBC when I\'ll feel a little better.