Dance With Me
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
5,102
Reviews:
41
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
The plot continues to thicken...
Sorry my updates have been sporadic and random...Weird scheduling.
Thanks so so so so much for all the feedback! You guys rock! Whoever said that positive feedback is like crack is so right. Anyway, here ya go. Hopefully the next chapter will come soon. Who knows?
Hermione was enjoying immensely the sensation of being held so tightly in arms that she had often thought of. Suddenly, she heard wild giggling coming from the direction of many of her Gryffindor friends. She happened to look up and at that moment, a second red heart materialized inside the second one. She rolled her eyes.
\"Looks like this is working a bit too well,\" she said, gesturing toward the corny spell floating above them. Snape looked up and gave the scene his characteristic sneer. As he glanced toward the head table, he noticed Dumbledore give a quick flick of his wand and yet another heart materialized. He rolled his eyes and murmured something while his arm left Hermione\'s waist and went to his wand. Suddenly, Dumbledore\'s snowy white beard turned blue.
\"That\'s what he gets for trying to cast some sort of anti-anfatuation charm. At least I think that\'s what it was. It turned into those smarmy hearts because an infatuation already exists,\" he said, giving her a meaningful look.
\"Oh,\" she said, looking embarrassed.
\"No, you don\'t seem to understand,\" he said, \"The infatuation has to exist on both ends for that,\" he nodded toward the now-fading hearts above their heads, \"to happen.\"
\"Oh,\" she said again, this time sounding surprised. \"Eloquent, Hermione,\" she thought to herself.
\"Perhaps, Miss Granger, we should retire to my rooms and have a talk.\"
\"Yes, that would probably be for the best,\" she replied, feeling a bit weak at the knees. \"If nothing else,\" she said with a grin, \"It\'ll cause more suspicion.\"
He grinned back and took her by the hand. The couples who had resumed dancing halted again as he led her off the floor and out of the great hall. Stifling a giggle, Hermione blew kisses at Harry and Ron. Giving each other a meaningful look, the ran after the couple.
\"Hermione!\" Harry shouted as he came out into the corridor. She whirled around, eyes fiery.
\"What?\" she asked, annoyance building in her voice.
\"I think we need to talk to you,\" said Ron. She nodded to Snape to go on and leave the three of them to talk.
\"What the hell are you doing?\" Harry almost shouted as soon as Snape was out of hearing range.
\"I am going to have a chat with my Potions professor,\" answered Hermione smugly. Harry looked at her incredulously and seemed about to say something when Ron interrupted.
\"A chat!? A chat? With the way you two were looking at each other out there? Unlikely! How could you?!?\"
\"Ron, you\'re not my father. I respect you and I appreciate that you and Harry love me and want to look out for me, but I\'m a big girl. I know what I\'m doing.\"
\"Which is...?\" asked Harry.
\"Having a chat with my Potions professor,\" she responded in the same smug tone. With that, she turned on her heel and walked quickly back to Snape\'s side. She locked her arm in his and he led her toward the dungeons with Harry and Ron staring open-mouthed after.
Snape shut the doors behind them as they arrived in his private rooms. Hermione felt, for the first time that evening, very nervous. Maybe Harry and Ron were right...maybe she needed to be a little more cautious. Before she could expand on that thought, however, Snape was handing her a glass.
\"Something to drink, Miss Granger?\"
\"Please,\" she said gratefully, thankful for the distraction. She took a drink, and swallowed, quickly regretting that decision. \"What is this?!\" she exclaimed, startled at the bitter burning in her throat.
He chuckled gently, \"Scotch. Very popular Muggle drink.\"
\"I know what Scotch is,\" she said, with a pouting glare. \"I just wasn\'t expecting it,\" she said, taking another drink, more cautious this time. \"Not bad...\" she said.
Several glasses of Scotch later, neither had managed to get past small talk and to the meaty reason they had even come to his chambers...and Hermione was beginning to forget what that was.
\"So...Severus--can I call you that?\" He nodded. \"Why are we here again--other than this lovely scotch?\" she asked, slurring her words.
\"Well, Hermione--can I call you that?\" She giggled and nodded. \"We are here to discuss, well, us,\" he slurred his words slightly, but he was obviously less intoxicated than she.
\"Us...\" she said thoughtfully. \"Well, obviously, I like you. And you like me back. At least a little. So we like each other.\"
\"And...?\" he asked, wondering where this was going.
\"And...\" she answered, breathing in, bolstering her courage. \"And...\" she leaned forward suddenly and kissed him fully on the lips. Her hand reached for the back of his head and pulled him in and his hands cradled her facengerngers gently massaging her cheeks. As her fingers entangled themselves in his hair (Greasy? Perhaps... Sexy nonetheless? Oh yes...), her tongue snaked into his mouth, tentatively exploring his teeth and tongue. He pulled away, breathing heavily.
\"Hermione,\" he breathed. \"Wow...\"
Thanks so so so so much for all the feedback! You guys rock! Whoever said that positive feedback is like crack is so right. Anyway, here ya go. Hopefully the next chapter will come soon. Who knows?
Hermione was enjoying immensely the sensation of being held so tightly in arms that she had often thought of. Suddenly, she heard wild giggling coming from the direction of many of her Gryffindor friends. She happened to look up and at that moment, a second red heart materialized inside the second one. She rolled her eyes.
\"Looks like this is working a bit too well,\" she said, gesturing toward the corny spell floating above them. Snape looked up and gave the scene his characteristic sneer. As he glanced toward the head table, he noticed Dumbledore give a quick flick of his wand and yet another heart materialized. He rolled his eyes and murmured something while his arm left Hermione\'s waist and went to his wand. Suddenly, Dumbledore\'s snowy white beard turned blue.
\"That\'s what he gets for trying to cast some sort of anti-anfatuation charm. At least I think that\'s what it was. It turned into those smarmy hearts because an infatuation already exists,\" he said, giving her a meaningful look.
\"Oh,\" she said, looking embarrassed.
\"No, you don\'t seem to understand,\" he said, \"The infatuation has to exist on both ends for that,\" he nodded toward the now-fading hearts above their heads, \"to happen.\"
\"Oh,\" she said again, this time sounding surprised. \"Eloquent, Hermione,\" she thought to herself.
\"Perhaps, Miss Granger, we should retire to my rooms and have a talk.\"
\"Yes, that would probably be for the best,\" she replied, feeling a bit weak at the knees. \"If nothing else,\" she said with a grin, \"It\'ll cause more suspicion.\"
He grinned back and took her by the hand. The couples who had resumed dancing halted again as he led her off the floor and out of the great hall. Stifling a giggle, Hermione blew kisses at Harry and Ron. Giving each other a meaningful look, the ran after the couple.
\"Hermione!\" Harry shouted as he came out into the corridor. She whirled around, eyes fiery.
\"What?\" she asked, annoyance building in her voice.
\"I think we need to talk to you,\" said Ron. She nodded to Snape to go on and leave the three of them to talk.
\"What the hell are you doing?\" Harry almost shouted as soon as Snape was out of hearing range.
\"I am going to have a chat with my Potions professor,\" answered Hermione smugly. Harry looked at her incredulously and seemed about to say something when Ron interrupted.
\"A chat!? A chat? With the way you two were looking at each other out there? Unlikely! How could you?!?\"
\"Ron, you\'re not my father. I respect you and I appreciate that you and Harry love me and want to look out for me, but I\'m a big girl. I know what I\'m doing.\"
\"Which is...?\" asked Harry.
\"Having a chat with my Potions professor,\" she responded in the same smug tone. With that, she turned on her heel and walked quickly back to Snape\'s side. She locked her arm in his and he led her toward the dungeons with Harry and Ron staring open-mouthed after.
Snape shut the doors behind them as they arrived in his private rooms. Hermione felt, for the first time that evening, very nervous. Maybe Harry and Ron were right...maybe she needed to be a little more cautious. Before she could expand on that thought, however, Snape was handing her a glass.
\"Something to drink, Miss Granger?\"
\"Please,\" she said gratefully, thankful for the distraction. She took a drink, and swallowed, quickly regretting that decision. \"What is this?!\" she exclaimed, startled at the bitter burning in her throat.
He chuckled gently, \"Scotch. Very popular Muggle drink.\"
\"I know what Scotch is,\" she said, with a pouting glare. \"I just wasn\'t expecting it,\" she said, taking another drink, more cautious this time. \"Not bad...\" she said.
Several glasses of Scotch later, neither had managed to get past small talk and to the meaty reason they had even come to his chambers...and Hermione was beginning to forget what that was.
\"So...Severus--can I call you that?\" He nodded. \"Why are we here again--other than this lovely scotch?\" she asked, slurring her words.
\"Well, Hermione--can I call you that?\" She giggled and nodded. \"We are here to discuss, well, us,\" he slurred his words slightly, but he was obviously less intoxicated than she.
\"Us...\" she said thoughtfully. \"Well, obviously, I like you. And you like me back. At least a little. So we like each other.\"
\"And...?\" he asked, wondering where this was going.
\"And...\" she answered, breathing in, bolstering her courage. \"And...\" she leaned forward suddenly and kissed him fully on the lips. Her hand reached for the back of his head and pulled him in and his hands cradled her facengerngers gently massaging her cheeks. As her fingers entangled themselves in his hair (Greasy? Perhaps... Sexy nonetheless? Oh yes...), her tongue snaked into his mouth, tentatively exploring his teeth and tongue. He pulled away, breathing heavily.
\"Hermione,\" he breathed. \"Wow...\"