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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
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11,068
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46
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1
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"A man, in OUR room!"
I want to thank everyone for the reviews.
No smut, yet. Sorry. But you\'ll have to find out what happened first.
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Chapter 3: “A man, in OUR room!”
Hermione didn’t wake up until the next morning. She looked around and didn’t see the classroom, but her dormitory. She was back in her own bed with her clothes still on.
“He brought me back.” she said both surprised and ashamed.
“What? Who brought you back? When?” It was Lavender. Hermione blushed a bit. She couldn’t say because it was Snape who had been in their bedroom. It would make them all scream if they found out. Now, if it were Professor Lupin… Snape wasn’t exactly the Professor Lockhart-looking type either. Snape was scary, greasy and horrible looking—not very attractive—at least, that’s what the other girls said about him. Hermione always felt a bit sorry for him. And she also thought that he wasn’t that ugly.
“Who brought you back, Hermione? Was there a man in OUR bedroom and we didn’t know about it?” Now it was Parvati, who stood next to Lavender beside Hermione’s bed.
“Huh? Oh, nothing. It… er…I guess that I wasn’t fully awake.” The two girls exchanged looks and then looked at Hermione.
“Who were you dreaming of then?” said Lavender with a sort of naughty look on her sleepy face. Lavender didn’t know that when she had those dreams, Parvati and Hermione could here her come. It was a known fact that she used to dream those naughty dreams about Professor Lupin. They had to kiss each other one time during a game of Truth or Dare; after which she was completely in love with him.
“It wasn’t a dream like that, Lav. I’m not like you two.” she lied. She did have those dreams but she couldn’t ever see his face. Every time she woke up from a dream like that, she remembered the smell he had, but couldn’t connect an appearance to it. Besides that, she always felt horny as hell afterwards. Her thighs were sticky and her legs shivered, shaking from her orgasm. But that scent, she knew she’d smelled it somewhere, but where?
“Sure Herm.” Lavender smirked and began to dress. Hermione followed soon and went for breakfast. Harry and Ron were already there, which was a surprise for Hermione, for their usual habit was to be late every day.
“Good mo-orning.” she said yawning.
“Good morning, dear.” said Ron. Hermione didn’t frown any more at that.
“Good morning, Herm.” said Harry and bent to Hermione as soon as she sat down next to him.
“He’s been searching the Hall ever since we walked in” he said, pointing his toast toward the Head Table to where a very moody Professor Snape sat, but Hermione didn’t see it. Instead, she turned to Ron and was about to open her mouth to say something to him.
“Not Ron, Snape. Hermione, what happened last night during detention?” There was an edge of concern in his voice.
“Did he touch you in an inappropriate way?” Hermione choked on her toast.
“Merlin Harry, no!” she said coughing.
“No, he didn’t and he would never do such a thing! I had to clean the cauldrons and write an essay about Polyjuice Potions. After I finished that, I bac back to the Tower.” Harry sighed in relief.
“So, you didn’t used the Time-Turner after detention?” Ron asked suddenly, having heard every word that Hermione had whispered to Harry.
“No, I was too tired.”
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Sorry for such a short chapter but I had no choice. Hope you still enjoy reading it.
The smut will come soon, I promise. But not until Hermione discovers what really happened to Snape that afternoon on the grounds.
No smut, yet. Sorry. But you\'ll have to find out what happened first.
~~--~~--~~--~~
Chapter 3: “A man, in OUR room!”
Hermione didn’t wake up until the next morning. She looked around and didn’t see the classroom, but her dormitory. She was back in her own bed with her clothes still on.
“He brought me back.” she said both surprised and ashamed.
“What? Who brought you back? When?” It was Lavender. Hermione blushed a bit. She couldn’t say because it was Snape who had been in their bedroom. It would make them all scream if they found out. Now, if it were Professor Lupin… Snape wasn’t exactly the Professor Lockhart-looking type either. Snape was scary, greasy and horrible looking—not very attractive—at least, that’s what the other girls said about him. Hermione always felt a bit sorry for him. And she also thought that he wasn’t that ugly.
“Who brought you back, Hermione? Was there a man in OUR bedroom and we didn’t know about it?” Now it was Parvati, who stood next to Lavender beside Hermione’s bed.
“Huh? Oh, nothing. It… er…I guess that I wasn’t fully awake.” The two girls exchanged looks and then looked at Hermione.
“Who were you dreaming of then?” said Lavender with a sort of naughty look on her sleepy face. Lavender didn’t know that when she had those dreams, Parvati and Hermione could here her come. It was a known fact that she used to dream those naughty dreams about Professor Lupin. They had to kiss each other one time during a game of Truth or Dare; after which she was completely in love with him.
“It wasn’t a dream like that, Lav. I’m not like you two.” she lied. She did have those dreams but she couldn’t ever see his face. Every time she woke up from a dream like that, she remembered the smell he had, but couldn’t connect an appearance to it. Besides that, she always felt horny as hell afterwards. Her thighs were sticky and her legs shivered, shaking from her orgasm. But that scent, she knew she’d smelled it somewhere, but where?
“Sure Herm.” Lavender smirked and began to dress. Hermione followed soon and went for breakfast. Harry and Ron were already there, which was a surprise for Hermione, for their usual habit was to be late every day.
“Good mo-orning.” she said yawning.
“Good morning, dear.” said Ron. Hermione didn’t frown any more at that.
“Good morning, Herm.” said Harry and bent to Hermione as soon as she sat down next to him.
“He’s been searching the Hall ever since we walked in” he said, pointing his toast toward the Head Table to where a very moody Professor Snape sat, but Hermione didn’t see it. Instead, she turned to Ron and was about to open her mouth to say something to him.
“Not Ron, Snape. Hermione, what happened last night during detention?” There was an edge of concern in his voice.
“Did he touch you in an inappropriate way?” Hermione choked on her toast.
“Merlin Harry, no!” she said coughing.
“No, he didn’t and he would never do such a thing! I had to clean the cauldrons and write an essay about Polyjuice Potions. After I finished that, I bac back to the Tower.” Harry sighed in relief.
“So, you didn’t used the Time-Turner after detention?” Ron asked suddenly, having heard every word that Hermione had whispered to Harry.
“No, I was too tired.”
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Sorry for such a short chapter but I had no choice. Hope you still enjoy reading it.
The smut will come soon, I promise. But not until Hermione discovers what really happened to Snape that afternoon on the grounds.