Bid for Love
Chapter 2
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Chapter 2
Hermione
Granger sighed as she took off her glasses and leaned back into her chair.
Rubbing her eyes, she looked at the stack in front of her, then at the clock on
the wall. She never thought she’d finish grading them, but she did. Teaching
was definitely tougher than she thought, and most of the time, her patience was
really tested with the students. Still, she enjoyed her job a whole lot.
When
the war had ended, she was offered the transfigurations position as well as
being the head of house of Gryffindor. Minerva McGonagall had decided to have a
career change, and take care of children at an orphanage that she and Molly
Severus. Hermione of course took the job immediately. She had a passion for
teaching and felt that Hogwarts had become her home since her parents had
become casualties of the war.
Hermione
smiled to herself when she remembered the news that she had heard earlier.
Hogwarts was going to host a bachelor auction party, and the bachelors included
all the bachelor men in the Order. There was no other man that she thought of
other than Severus Snape.
Since
her sixth year, Hermione had a crush on her Potions Master. She wasn’t alone
though when she heard a number of her peers also having a school girl
anyone. The man was tall, mysterious, good looking, and had a ‘bad boy’ image.
Of course any female teenager in Hogwarts would have a crush on
However,
Hermione’s attraction to Severus never faded when they became colleagues. There
were many moments when he would still treat her like a student, and look down
at her. It was hard to gain his respect, not that Hermione wanted to, but it
would make their working relationship easier. He was still the same man, being
the cold-hearted bastard that he always was.
Never
did she attempt to make a move towards him, knowing she would get rejected.
With the auction though, would she dare to make the bid? The winner would have
a dinner date with him, which was a dream for her.
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She stood up from her chair, walked out her office, and made her way to the
kitchens.
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“You
weren’t at dinner,” Severus snarled as he jabbed his fork into his plate of
pasta. He was seated at the small table on one side of the kitchen, alone.
“I
had papers to finish grading,” Hermione replied as she made her way towards the
huge island in the middle, grabbing a plate, and filling it with whatever the
students didn’t finish earlier. “So why are you here?” she asked taking her
seat across from him.
“You
always sit next to me Miss Granger, when you weren’t there, Trelawney found it
best to take her seat next to me,” Severus answered.
Hermione
chuckled. She could just imagine what happened. Trelawney’s attraction towards
Severus was well known to many, and even to her, hilarious. The witch did seem
to go gaga all over him at times.
“I
don’t find it a single bit amusing Granger,” he growled.
“I
bet she was attempting to try and kiss you all over again,” she laughed. Gods,
how she wished she could have the same boldness as Trelawney, and have her
feelings for him on a sleeve, but she didn’t.
“Please,
I’m eating my dinner!” Severus groaned in disgust. “I thought we had an
understanding of things, and that you would attend school meals and sit beside
me.”
“I
didn’t know we had an understanding Professor. We never talked about it.”
“She
always takes the seat next to me when you’re not there!”
“Hey,
there’s no need to be angry at me,” Hermione chuckled, still amused by him.
“You
like it when I’m ridiculed in front of everyone don’t you?” Severus asked
looking at Hermione directly.
“Honestly
Professor, I do find it funny,” Hermione answered.
Severus
shook his head, and sighed in defeat. “What am I going to do about the bachelor
auction?” he mumbled. For the past week he had been trying to come up with a
solution, but couldn’t think of anything else. “Damn that witch saying that
she’s going to win me!”
“Oh,
I bet she did!” Hermione said bursting out into laughs. “
did she call you the other day at lunch during the staff meeting?
“Muffin,
Cupcake, Honeybun,” Severus muttered, remembering a
few of the names that Trelawney called him. He frowned at Hermione, never
seeing her laugh so hard. “You are not making it easier for me. I’m trying to
figure a way out of it, since Albus already had his
mind made up.”
“You
really don’t want to do it do you?” Hermione questioned as she tried to catch
her breath.
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in surprise, seeing her amusement fade away, he slumped back in his seat. “I’m
Hermione
looked at him, hiding her surprise. It was the first time in her life that
written all over his face, and she felt bad for him. “I should
you. I meant no harm or offense.”
“It’s
quite alright Miss Granger.” Severus rested his head into his hands, and
massaged at his temples, closing his eyes. Problem solving was easy for him,
and he seldom complained about it, even finding solutions during the days of
the war. However, this problem was in
a completely different ball field, and he didn’t know how to get himself out of
it.
Hermione
finished her pumpkin juice, and set the empty glass down as she continued to
watch him. “I’m sorry, but I’d help you if I could,” she said as she stood up.
“I should get to bed. Good night Professor.”
Severus
looked up at Hermione and nodded. “Good night Miss Granger.”
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