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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
2,224
Reviews:
11
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 3.
A/N
Hmm… I’m quite excited as I’ve gotten few comments about this, so I find it quite hard to stop writing. Only I hope I won’t write so hurriedly that all the chapters from now on will suck… My writings usually kind of get lame in the end… or at least I can’t get them to the point I wanted at the beginning.
Thank you guys for reviewing
And slytheringryffindor21, I find this sorta amusing since I’ve been stalking/reading your writings since the year sausage and so… And thanks for your concern, I’m actually feeling way better then earlier, since I slept for two hours^^
But enough of the babbling! Get on to the story!
Chapter 3.
When Hermione woke up, her stomach was starting mildly to ache again and she felt like throwing up. She pulled hair up above her head and went to take a shower hoping her awful feeling to pass by. As she sat at the showers’ floor knees pulled against her chest, all the thoughts about recently happened things wondered across her mind. Few fat tears slowly left her eyes, as awful memories took control of her.
Too many of her relatives and muggle friends had died passed few months ‘cause of the Death Eaters’ attacks. Because of all these muggle deaths their Hogsmeade weekends had been cancelled, but that definitely wasn’t Hermiones’ greatest worry. All the time she was scared something would happen to her parents who were too blind to see in how great danger they were. Muggles that hardly even knew about witches existing really were actually stupid, she thought slowly shaking her head.
She’d earlier managed to block all these thoughts by studying, but after that oddness what she had had with Snape she began to think all kinds of things that eventually lead to depressing darkness about this whole fucked up world. She needed so badly to be back home, she definitely didn’t want the last fall to be her last memory with her parents.
Hermione felt her self being a stupid coward ‘cause of these thoughts. The same things were awaiting everybody else in this school too, and many of her friends’ families had been attacked. But did they panic like she did, were they just sitting around and crying their eyes out? No, no they weren’t they were brave, they took situations as they came, not complaining. Hermione never could have that kind of braveness herself, she was a coward, just a lousy little creep.
Snape was getting ready for his next class more passionately than he had ever been preparing during his whole career as a teacher. Last night the fact that he had a crush with little miss know-it-all had hit him with a greater force than ever before. Of course he had known ages ago that he had more than awfully unethical feelings for his best student in years, but yesterday night it had surprised him the feelings were so strong.
He was actually stripping her in his mind when they were staring each other, burning wholes to her robes with his eyes. Suddenly he shook his head violently since his mind was trailing off again shamelessly to that girls’ awesome almost grown up body: her beautifully round, young breasts and her nipples pressing against her shirt when she didn’t wear any bra. To her milk white skin of her thighs peeking under her robes, her hair still damp from the bath she had taken moments ago.
Snape was accidentally starting to think about that girl with all his body, until he woke up to the babbling coming from outside the class. His next lesson was about to begin and he was in a no state of mind to teach anyone. What made the situation even worse was the fact that this class was the one where little miss know-it-all with her friends was. Knowing he couldn’t escape, Snape opened the door to let the students in.
Soon he noticed much to his own surprise that Hermione Granger, the girl who wouldn’t miss a class even she was dying, was missing. He was getting actually a bit worried, since he knew Hermione wouldn’t skip a class only because she was tired.
A/N
Bleh, I hate the fact that all of these chapters seem to bee so short! Well, at least it’s maybe a little easier to read…
But, I think I\'ll just sit the rest of the night on my balcony writing this!^^
Hmm… I’m quite excited as I’ve gotten few comments about this, so I find it quite hard to stop writing. Only I hope I won’t write so hurriedly that all the chapters from now on will suck… My writings usually kind of get lame in the end… or at least I can’t get them to the point I wanted at the beginning.
Thank you guys for reviewing
And slytheringryffindor21, I find this sorta amusing since I’ve been stalking/reading your writings since the year sausage and so… And thanks for your concern, I’m actually feeling way better then earlier, since I slept for two hours^^
But enough of the babbling! Get on to the story!
Chapter 3.
When Hermione woke up, her stomach was starting mildly to ache again and she felt like throwing up. She pulled hair up above her head and went to take a shower hoping her awful feeling to pass by. As she sat at the showers’ floor knees pulled against her chest, all the thoughts about recently happened things wondered across her mind. Few fat tears slowly left her eyes, as awful memories took control of her.
Too many of her relatives and muggle friends had died passed few months ‘cause of the Death Eaters’ attacks. Because of all these muggle deaths their Hogsmeade weekends had been cancelled, but that definitely wasn’t Hermiones’ greatest worry. All the time she was scared something would happen to her parents who were too blind to see in how great danger they were. Muggles that hardly even knew about witches existing really were actually stupid, she thought slowly shaking her head.
She’d earlier managed to block all these thoughts by studying, but after that oddness what she had had with Snape she began to think all kinds of things that eventually lead to depressing darkness about this whole fucked up world. She needed so badly to be back home, she definitely didn’t want the last fall to be her last memory with her parents.
Hermione felt her self being a stupid coward ‘cause of these thoughts. The same things were awaiting everybody else in this school too, and many of her friends’ families had been attacked. But did they panic like she did, were they just sitting around and crying their eyes out? No, no they weren’t they were brave, they took situations as they came, not complaining. Hermione never could have that kind of braveness herself, she was a coward, just a lousy little creep.
Snape was getting ready for his next class more passionately than he had ever been preparing during his whole career as a teacher. Last night the fact that he had a crush with little miss know-it-all had hit him with a greater force than ever before. Of course he had known ages ago that he had more than awfully unethical feelings for his best student in years, but yesterday night it had surprised him the feelings were so strong.
He was actually stripping her in his mind when they were staring each other, burning wholes to her robes with his eyes. Suddenly he shook his head violently since his mind was trailing off again shamelessly to that girls’ awesome almost grown up body: her beautifully round, young breasts and her nipples pressing against her shirt when she didn’t wear any bra. To her milk white skin of her thighs peeking under her robes, her hair still damp from the bath she had taken moments ago.
Snape was accidentally starting to think about that girl with all his body, until he woke up to the babbling coming from outside the class. His next lesson was about to begin and he was in a no state of mind to teach anyone. What made the situation even worse was the fact that this class was the one where little miss know-it-all with her friends was. Knowing he couldn’t escape, Snape opened the door to let the students in.
Soon he noticed much to his own surprise that Hermione Granger, the girl who wouldn’t miss a class even she was dying, was missing. He was getting actually a bit worried, since he knew Hermione wouldn’t skip a class only because she was tired.
A/N
Bleh, I hate the fact that all of these chapters seem to bee so short! Well, at least it’s maybe a little easier to read…
But, I think I\'ll just sit the rest of the night on my balcony writing this!^^