A Night at the Club
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
7,201
Reviews:
31
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.
Morning After
Hey Sorry I\'ve been kind of MIA for last, I dunno, while. School has started back up, and I have a job so I\'m all work and no play. I\'ll try to keep this story going and those of you kind enough to leave reviews, I completely appreciate it!
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Hermione was awakened the following morning due to Crookshanks licking her face. She groaned as she opened her eyes, the sun blinding her briefly. She tried to sit up, only to flop back down on the couch because of the splitting headache she seemed to have. Crookshanks mewed somewhere near her face, and she swatted at thin air as she grasped her aching head.
What the hell happened last night?
All she could remember was going to the club with Jessica and Hallie, and asking a really attractive man to dance...who was that man? Her eyes widened as she remembered the events of the night before. It was Professor Snape! She groaned loudly and flopped back down on the couch. She remembered the tequila, and the chess game, and the fact that they practically had sex on the dance floor. She gasped loudly. I almost slept with my former professor! I invited him up here and everything! She looked down, and after realizing that her clothes were, in fact, still on, she breathed a relieved sigh and made her way towards her bedroom.
She stripped down, leaving her clothes in a trail across her floor to her bathroom, where she proceeded to draw a shower for herself. She looked at herself in the mirror, and almost screamed at the sight of herself. Her hair was in tangled mess resting at the back of her head, and her makeup had gotten smeared in the night, leaving inky black trails underneath her eyes and on the sides of her face. She quickly picked up a wash rag and scrubbed furiously at her face until she was convinced that no makeup was left. Then, she attacked the rat\'s nest that was her hair until she was satisfied with that as well before she jumped in the shower.
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Severus awoke with a start when he heard the shower running. Jumping up slightly, he calmed slightly when he realized that he was not in his own quarters at Hogwarts, but in fact in Miss Granger\'s apartment. He stood up and stretched out his aching muscles from sleeping in the armchair all night. His curiousity getting the better of him, he silently made his way to her bedroom. Peeking around her doorframe, he made sure that she wasn\'t anwhere in sight before stepping in and taking in the view of her room. The walls were a shade of dark green, something he found extremely surprising. He figured that she would have red everywhere due to her Gryffindor-ness that she had displayed during school. He sat on her bed and surveyed the room. He noticed pictures of her family and several of the Golden Trio spread around the room, along with the trail of clothes that led towards the bathroom. Feeling slightly more interested in her clothing than the group that was a constant thorn in his side throughout their entire time at Hogwarts, he padded over there and fingered the material of each item carefully.
He stopped only when he came across a silky black mesh thong. Picking it up, he held it on one finger and studied it carefully, his mind full of dirty thoughts of the lovely Miss Granger wearing nothing but the scrap of material, which would barely cover anything anyways. He groaned softly as he adjusted his pants to a more comfortable fit when a loud screeching was heard throughout the room.
\"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU\'RE DOING?!
Severus Snape jumped up still holding the underwear in his hand only to be confronted with an extremely angry looking Hermione Granger.
\"Uhh..I was just...umm..hi?\" Severus said sheepishly, noticing the rage apparent on her face, and the fact that she was wearing nothing but a towel.
Hermione glared at him before stalking up to him and snatching her underwear out of his hand. She picked up the rest of her clothes and tossed them in the hamper before pulling out something to wear and retreating back into the bathroom.
Severus let out the breath he hadnt realized he had been holding. If he wasn\'t mistaken, he had just come within moments of the end of his life. After being double-agent for a good portion of his life, he still hadn\'t been as frightened as he was when he saw Hermione glare at him.
She\'s gorgeous when\'s pissed off
His thoughts wandered to the brief moments before when he saw her dripping wet from her shower. Her hair clung to her skin, and the towel she was wearing barely covered her nicely shaped rump, allowing him a full view of her long shapely legs. He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair and begrudgingly walked out of her bedroom.
What have you gotten yourself into?
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Hermione stared at herself in the mirror, her face bright red with embarrassment. Did she really just catch her former potions professor looking at her underwear? She sighed as she dressed quickly, pulling her wet hair up into a neat knot at the back of her head. She made her way out into her bedroom, smelling cooked food. Following orders from her growling stomach, she made her way into the kitchen where Severus was making breakfast.
She plopped down at the table, and began feasting on the food that was laid before her. She chewed silently and then washed it down with a large gulp of her orange juice before turning to Severus.
\"What the hell are you doing here?\"
Severus continued making breakfast as he responded as calmly as possible.
\"You were drunk, I brought you home, we made out, and then you fell asleep. I didn\'t feel comfortable with leaving you here all by yourself in your drunken state. Who knows what you might have done? So I camped out on your chair.\"
Hermione whipped her head around and noticed a blanket in the chair.
\"Thank you Professor, but I am big girl and I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself.\" she replied with disdain.
\"Oh, I don\'t have any doubts, Miss Granger.\" He replied with a smirk.
She rolled her eyes before she left the kitchen to make her way to her bedroom.
\"Just make sure you clean up before you leave. I am taking a nap.\"
And with that she slammed her bedroom door shut, leaving a bemused Severus in her kitchen.
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Hermione was awakened the following morning due to Crookshanks licking her face. She groaned as she opened her eyes, the sun blinding her briefly. She tried to sit up, only to flop back down on the couch because of the splitting headache she seemed to have. Crookshanks mewed somewhere near her face, and she swatted at thin air as she grasped her aching head.
What the hell happened last night?
All she could remember was going to the club with Jessica and Hallie, and asking a really attractive man to dance...who was that man? Her eyes widened as she remembered the events of the night before. It was Professor Snape! She groaned loudly and flopped back down on the couch. She remembered the tequila, and the chess game, and the fact that they practically had sex on the dance floor. She gasped loudly. I almost slept with my former professor! I invited him up here and everything! She looked down, and after realizing that her clothes were, in fact, still on, she breathed a relieved sigh and made her way towards her bedroom.
She stripped down, leaving her clothes in a trail across her floor to her bathroom, where she proceeded to draw a shower for herself. She looked at herself in the mirror, and almost screamed at the sight of herself. Her hair was in tangled mess resting at the back of her head, and her makeup had gotten smeared in the night, leaving inky black trails underneath her eyes and on the sides of her face. She quickly picked up a wash rag and scrubbed furiously at her face until she was convinced that no makeup was left. Then, she attacked the rat\'s nest that was her hair until she was satisfied with that as well before she jumped in the shower.
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Severus awoke with a start when he heard the shower running. Jumping up slightly, he calmed slightly when he realized that he was not in his own quarters at Hogwarts, but in fact in Miss Granger\'s apartment. He stood up and stretched out his aching muscles from sleeping in the armchair all night. His curiousity getting the better of him, he silently made his way to her bedroom. Peeking around her doorframe, he made sure that she wasn\'t anwhere in sight before stepping in and taking in the view of her room. The walls were a shade of dark green, something he found extremely surprising. He figured that she would have red everywhere due to her Gryffindor-ness that she had displayed during school. He sat on her bed and surveyed the room. He noticed pictures of her family and several of the Golden Trio spread around the room, along with the trail of clothes that led towards the bathroom. Feeling slightly more interested in her clothing than the group that was a constant thorn in his side throughout their entire time at Hogwarts, he padded over there and fingered the material of each item carefully.
He stopped only when he came across a silky black mesh thong. Picking it up, he held it on one finger and studied it carefully, his mind full of dirty thoughts of the lovely Miss Granger wearing nothing but the scrap of material, which would barely cover anything anyways. He groaned softly as he adjusted his pants to a more comfortable fit when a loud screeching was heard throughout the room.
\"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU\'RE DOING?!
Severus Snape jumped up still holding the underwear in his hand only to be confronted with an extremely angry looking Hermione Granger.
\"Uhh..I was just...umm..hi?\" Severus said sheepishly, noticing the rage apparent on her face, and the fact that she was wearing nothing but a towel.
Hermione glared at him before stalking up to him and snatching her underwear out of his hand. She picked up the rest of her clothes and tossed them in the hamper before pulling out something to wear and retreating back into the bathroom.
Severus let out the breath he hadnt realized he had been holding. If he wasn\'t mistaken, he had just come within moments of the end of his life. After being double-agent for a good portion of his life, he still hadn\'t been as frightened as he was when he saw Hermione glare at him.
She\'s gorgeous when\'s pissed off
His thoughts wandered to the brief moments before when he saw her dripping wet from her shower. Her hair clung to her skin, and the towel she was wearing barely covered her nicely shaped rump, allowing him a full view of her long shapely legs. He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair and begrudgingly walked out of her bedroom.
What have you gotten yourself into?
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Hermione stared at herself in the mirror, her face bright red with embarrassment. Did she really just catch her former potions professor looking at her underwear? She sighed as she dressed quickly, pulling her wet hair up into a neat knot at the back of her head. She made her way out into her bedroom, smelling cooked food. Following orders from her growling stomach, she made her way into the kitchen where Severus was making breakfast.
She plopped down at the table, and began feasting on the food that was laid before her. She chewed silently and then washed it down with a large gulp of her orange juice before turning to Severus.
\"What the hell are you doing here?\"
Severus continued making breakfast as he responded as calmly as possible.
\"You were drunk, I brought you home, we made out, and then you fell asleep. I didn\'t feel comfortable with leaving you here all by yourself in your drunken state. Who knows what you might have done? So I camped out on your chair.\"
Hermione whipped her head around and noticed a blanket in the chair.
\"Thank you Professor, but I am big girl and I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself.\" she replied with disdain.
\"Oh, I don\'t have any doubts, Miss Granger.\" He replied with a smirk.
She rolled her eyes before she left the kitchen to make her way to her bedroom.
\"Just make sure you clean up before you leave. I am taking a nap.\"
And with that she slammed her bedroom door shut, leaving a bemused Severus in her kitchen.