I Will Always Love You
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Potential New Boyfriend
3.Potential New Boyfriend
'Building up an appetite,
You can look but you can't bite.
Better keep your hands of my potential new boyfriend'
Dolly Parton.
Hermione stood in front of her floor-length mirror, twirling the sheath of Slytherin green silk from side to side. It wasn't subtle, but she was beyond subtlety where Severus was concerned. The had been official friends for over two months, and she had been flirting shamelessly with him, with no result, for the past two weeks.
'Thank God for the Ministry Ball,' she murmured, reaching for her wand. With a flick of her wrist, her hair was piled in an artfully messy heap on top of her head, with a few stray curls to add what she hoped was a bit of allure. The addition of her silver serpent jewellery almost made her laugh out loud. If that didn't give him the biggest hint yet, she would have to hex him, smuggle him into her quarters and then spell it out for him. Hermione felt her evil twin do a little happy dance at the thought of a captured and bound Severus, naked and spreadeagled on her bed. Hermione flushed. She hadn't had that thought in quite some time, but now it was there, taunting her. She had to shag Severus tonight or she would explode.
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Severus paced for a few moments outside Hermione's door. He had hoped he hadn't misread her recent actions, for he had decided to treat tonights' ball as a possible date. His hair was tied back with a thin green ribbon, and he had purchased new robes in dark green velvet. He wanted to make a good impression and so he had purchased a white gardenia for her as a gift. He wasn't good at romantic gestures, but he knew that flowers were usually a sure thing. Taking a breath, he lifted his hand to knock at the door, only to be startled when the wood disappeared and he punched Hermione in the face instead.
'Fucking Hell!' he shouted, watching with horror as blood spurted from Hermione's nose and dripped through the her fingers as she tried to stem the flow. Switching into Professor mode, Severus grabbed Hermione by the shoulders and propelled her into her sitting room, pushed her onto the sofa and used his wand and basic healing spells to repair the damage. There was nothing much he could do for the bruising that had already started to spread, and he brushed his fingers tenderly over her cheekbones.
'I am so sorry,' he whispered, a lump forming in his throat as he saw the tears welling in Hermione's eyes.
'It's okay. My fault. I set my wards to recognise you and I couldn't understand why you were just standing there and not knocking. I thought maybe you had changed your mind,' she said softly.
Severus closed his eyes slightly. 'I was a little nervous,' he whispered. He opened his eyes again to see her smiling, and he dropped his gaze a little. The serpent earrings caught his eye, then he took in the green dress and matching heels. He couldn't stop the grin as it spread across his face.
'Nice dress,' he smirked.
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They attracted a significant amount of attention as they entered the Great Hall arm in arm. Not many people had seen the Potions master scrub up so well, and the flutter of approval that went through the female contingent caused Hermione to tighten her hold on her wand and squeeze Severus's arm tightly. He smiled softly at her before going to the bar to get their drinks, and Hermione watched with a sense of excited anticipation as he gracefully walked back to her a few moments later with a glass of champagne in one hand and a Firewhiskey in the other. He had almost reached her when he was accosted by a tall, slim girl and with a hiss, Hermione watched as Pansy Parkinson almost threw herself at him. Severus looked at Hermione like a rabbit caught in the headlights, and his eyes widened in panic.
Hermione walked straight up to them, extracted her wand and poked it gently into Parkinson's stomach so as not to draw too much attention.
'What are you doing?' Pansy said, staring at Hermione with a look of fear in her eyes.
'Fuck off, Parkinson. He's mine,' Hermione spat.
Severus wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist possessively and pulled her close as Parkinson stormed off. Neither of them noticed. They were too busy snogging.
'Building up an appetite,
You can look but you can't bite.
Better keep your hands of my potential new boyfriend'
Dolly Parton.
Hermione stood in front of her floor-length mirror, twirling the sheath of Slytherin green silk from side to side. It wasn't subtle, but she was beyond subtlety where Severus was concerned. The had been official friends for over two months, and she had been flirting shamelessly with him, with no result, for the past two weeks.
'Thank God for the Ministry Ball,' she murmured, reaching for her wand. With a flick of her wrist, her hair was piled in an artfully messy heap on top of her head, with a few stray curls to add what she hoped was a bit of allure. The addition of her silver serpent jewellery almost made her laugh out loud. If that didn't give him the biggest hint yet, she would have to hex him, smuggle him into her quarters and then spell it out for him. Hermione felt her evil twin do a little happy dance at the thought of a captured and bound Severus, naked and spreadeagled on her bed. Hermione flushed. She hadn't had that thought in quite some time, but now it was there, taunting her. She had to shag Severus tonight or she would explode.
&&&&&&&
Severus paced for a few moments outside Hermione's door. He had hoped he hadn't misread her recent actions, for he had decided to treat tonights' ball as a possible date. His hair was tied back with a thin green ribbon, and he had purchased new robes in dark green velvet. He wanted to make a good impression and so he had purchased a white gardenia for her as a gift. He wasn't good at romantic gestures, but he knew that flowers were usually a sure thing. Taking a breath, he lifted his hand to knock at the door, only to be startled when the wood disappeared and he punched Hermione in the face instead.
'Fucking Hell!' he shouted, watching with horror as blood spurted from Hermione's nose and dripped through the her fingers as she tried to stem the flow. Switching into Professor mode, Severus grabbed Hermione by the shoulders and propelled her into her sitting room, pushed her onto the sofa and used his wand and basic healing spells to repair the damage. There was nothing much he could do for the bruising that had already started to spread, and he brushed his fingers tenderly over her cheekbones.
'I am so sorry,' he whispered, a lump forming in his throat as he saw the tears welling in Hermione's eyes.
'It's okay. My fault. I set my wards to recognise you and I couldn't understand why you were just standing there and not knocking. I thought maybe you had changed your mind,' she said softly.
Severus closed his eyes slightly. 'I was a little nervous,' he whispered. He opened his eyes again to see her smiling, and he dropped his gaze a little. The serpent earrings caught his eye, then he took in the green dress and matching heels. He couldn't stop the grin as it spread across his face.
'Nice dress,' he smirked.
&&&&&
They attracted a significant amount of attention as they entered the Great Hall arm in arm. Not many people had seen the Potions master scrub up so well, and the flutter of approval that went through the female contingent caused Hermione to tighten her hold on her wand and squeeze Severus's arm tightly. He smiled softly at her before going to the bar to get their drinks, and Hermione watched with a sense of excited anticipation as he gracefully walked back to her a few moments later with a glass of champagne in one hand and a Firewhiskey in the other. He had almost reached her when he was accosted by a tall, slim girl and with a hiss, Hermione watched as Pansy Parkinson almost threw herself at him. Severus looked at Hermione like a rabbit caught in the headlights, and his eyes widened in panic.
Hermione walked straight up to them, extracted her wand and poked it gently into Parkinson's stomach so as not to draw too much attention.
'What are you doing?' Pansy said, staring at Hermione with a look of fear in her eyes.
'Fuck off, Parkinson. He's mine,' Hermione spat.
Severus wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist possessively and pulled her close as Parkinson stormed off. Neither of them noticed. They were too busy snogging.