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A Muggle-Inspired Idea
Beneath The Surface
By: Sharkdiver
Disclaimer: These characters belong to JK Rowling. They are NOT MINE. I'm just borrowing them for a good time. No profit is being made from this.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Severus Snape is currently researching a potion that could serve as protection from the effects of the Cruciatus curse. After Harry and Ron are sent to the Auror Academy, Albus Dumbledore arranges for Hermione Granger to assist in the research of this invaluable potion as an apprentice to Severus. Will they be able to overcome their differences for the greater good? (SS/HG)
AN: This story is flowing out of me faster than shit through a goose!! Ha ha ha, sorry for the visual. I'm excited that I have gotten back into the groove. My muse has returned! Thank the powers!
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Chapter 4 - A Muggle-Inspired Hypothesis
Harry looked as though he'd been through a train wreck. His hair was more disheveled than ever, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face looked slightly pale.
"Here Hermione, Dear." Molly said gently as she set a cup of tea and a few slices of toast in front of her. Hermione looked at her and smiled, thankful for the lighter-than-usual breakfast.
Hermione glanced over at Harry, who was slowly sipping his tea, "Rough night?" she asked with a sympathetic look.
"Yeah, you?" Harry asked her knowing that she must've been ill last night too.
Hermione thought for a moment about her incident with Snape in the hall, and then realized he was asking her if she'd been ill last night, "Yeah, you've no idea." She said quietly.
Ginny took a seat beside Hermione as Molly set a plate in front of her heaped with sausage and eggs. Harry seemed to turn a shade of green when he looked at Ginny's breakfast. Hermione smiled at Ginny and continued sipping her tea.
Molly Weasley continued to scuttle about the kitchen, picking up the dishes from breakfast and said, "It's a shame Severus isn't here this morning."
Hermione bristled, "Why?" she said a little too quickly. Harry gave her a strange look and she diverted her eyes down to her teacup.
"I'm sure he'd have a Pepper-up potion handy that would make you lot feel better, although if I do say so myself, I think this is the best punishment for your foolishness." Molly said as she shot Harry and Hermione a disappointed look.
Hermione visibly relaxed. It seems he hadn't mentioned anything to anyone, well, at least not to Molly Weasley.
Harry excused himself to take a nap since he had been up sick more than half the night. Hermione finished her tea and thanked Molly before she headed up to her room to rest.
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Severus sat drinking a cup of tea in his small cottage. He still had visions of the previous night replaying through his head. At first he wanted to chock the whole incident up to her drunkenness, but after second thought, he guessed that there might be more to it than that. Thinking back to his last potions class with her, he smiled. He had caught her daydreaming about something, and it was no mere coincidence that she had been looking at him as if he would be her next meal. Was it possible that the studious know-it-all was attracted to him? She did blatantly make a pass at him the night before, and from what he knew of the properties of alcohol, the major side effect that she would suffer would have been a loss of inhibitions. When a person is inebriated, they tend to throw caution to the wind and do or say whatever is on their mind. It was all beginning to make sense now. But why him? He had certainly never given her any special treatment, or had ever even been mildly pleasant for that matter. What was it she saw in him?
Severus shook his head and finished his tea. The whole matter was something he shouldn't even be wasting his time thinking about, when there were much more important things that demanded his attention. He stood and walked over to his workstation. There were scrolls littered across his desk, and a cauldron simmered gently over a delicate flame. His latest potions research revolved heavily around some controversial theories he had read about in a muggle science journal. It wasn't so much the study that caught his attention, but the information the article presented. According to the article, muggle scientists had observed that sensations, such as pleasure and pain, could be identified in the brain due to changes in the brain wave patterns.
Severus immediately began to think of the implications information such as this would have in the wizarding world. If these sensations could be identified by a specific pattern, surely those patterns could be manipulated. Severus had a hunch that with the right combination of magic and science, a potion could be made to do just that. Dumbledore had taken an immediate interest in this particular revelation, and had asked Severus to research it thoroughly. A potion that could manipulate brain wave patterns could potentially render the taker free of the physical effects of one sensation by canceling it out with another. Severus convinced Dumbledore that it might be possible to create a potion that could counteract the pain of the Cruciatus curse using precisely this theory.
The Order of the Phoenix had been working around the clock to stave off attacks from Voldemort and his legion of Death Eaters. The most dangerous weapons the Death Eaters rely upon are the "Unforgivables". The Unforgivables are the three forbidden curses; Avada Kedavra, which causes instant death, The Cruciatus curse, which causes intense pain, and the Imperious curse, which employs a type of mind control. The Death Eaters rely heavily on the Cruciatus curse in particular, as a means of extracting information from witches and wizards who have been known to be close to Dumbledore and Harry Potter.
A potion that could protect the members of the Order as well as those who have been specifically targeted by the Death Eaters would be a significant victory in the war against the Dark lord.
Severus pulled a large leather bound book from his personal collection entitled, "Most Potente Potions" and opened it carefully. It was an old book with thin pages, but he used it quite frequently. This book held an almost infinite amount of knowledge in the form of potion's recipes. Almost any potion known in the wizarding world could be found in the pages of this book. Among the many potions that could be found in this book, was the infamous "Polyjuice" potion that Miss Hermione Granger had brewed secretly in her second year at Hogwart's. There were few people who could successfully brew a Polyjuice potion and live to tell about it. If not brewed correctly, the potion could be deadly. It still amazed him that a girl so young could be that precise.
'Not a girl, Severus, a woman...' he thought to himself once again. He was still trying to process the concept that she had grown up. 'Most definitely a woman.' he smiled as he sat down and poured himself another cup of tea.
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Hermione flopped across her bed and stared blankly at the ceiling/ She kept trying to remember details of her encounter with Snape the night before, but her memory seemed a little fuzzy around the edges. She could remember that he smelled incredible. His scent was a combination of masculinity mixed with Nag Champa incense. She remembered that she kissed him and tried desperately to remember how his lips felt on hers. She knew she must've said some really dumb things as well if she had made a move bold enough to kiss him, but she just couldn't remember any conversations that took place. That was probably a blessing in disguise...
She could only imagine what he was thinking. He was probably disgusted with her. Especially after the way he reacted to her gawking at him in class. On the other hand, there were two things that just didn't seem to fit. 1) He didn't push her away when she kissed him. 2) He seemed to relax a little just before she broke the kiss.
"Okay Hermione, lets think about this logically." She whispered to herself, "why would Snape not push me away?" she tapped her fingers on her chin thoughtfully as she furrowed her brow in concentration.
"He was in shock." She concluded. "He never would have seen something like that coming. He probably was getting ready to push me away when I backed off." She convinced herself.
"I mean, why would Professor Snape be interested in me? I'm half his age, I'm a third of the 'Golden Trio' as Dumbledore calls us, and I'm a Gryffindor to top it off." She sighed to herself when a thought from another part of her brain argued with her logic...
Love is Blind.
Hermione shook her head wistfully, "No, that's just wishful thinking." She snorted to herself as she rolled over and closed her eyes, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
By: Sharkdiver
Disclaimer: These characters belong to JK Rowling. They are NOT MINE. I'm just borrowing them for a good time. No profit is being made from this.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Severus Snape is currently researching a potion that could serve as protection from the effects of the Cruciatus curse. After Harry and Ron are sent to the Auror Academy, Albus Dumbledore arranges for Hermione Granger to assist in the research of this invaluable potion as an apprentice to Severus. Will they be able to overcome their differences for the greater good? (SS/HG)
AN: This story is flowing out of me faster than shit through a goose!! Ha ha ha, sorry for the visual. I'm excited that I have gotten back into the groove. My muse has returned! Thank the powers!
***********************************************************************
Chapter 4 - A Muggle-Inspired Hypothesis
Harry looked as though he'd been through a train wreck. His hair was more disheveled than ever, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face looked slightly pale.
"Here Hermione, Dear." Molly said gently as she set a cup of tea and a few slices of toast in front of her. Hermione looked at her and smiled, thankful for the lighter-than-usual breakfast.
Hermione glanced over at Harry, who was slowly sipping his tea, "Rough night?" she asked with a sympathetic look.
"Yeah, you?" Harry asked her knowing that she must've been ill last night too.
Hermione thought for a moment about her incident with Snape in the hall, and then realized he was asking her if she'd been ill last night, "Yeah, you've no idea." She said quietly.
Ginny took a seat beside Hermione as Molly set a plate in front of her heaped with sausage and eggs. Harry seemed to turn a shade of green when he looked at Ginny's breakfast. Hermione smiled at Ginny and continued sipping her tea.
Molly Weasley continued to scuttle about the kitchen, picking up the dishes from breakfast and said, "It's a shame Severus isn't here this morning."
Hermione bristled, "Why?" she said a little too quickly. Harry gave her a strange look and she diverted her eyes down to her teacup.
"I'm sure he'd have a Pepper-up potion handy that would make you lot feel better, although if I do say so myself, I think this is the best punishment for your foolishness." Molly said as she shot Harry and Hermione a disappointed look.
Hermione visibly relaxed. It seems he hadn't mentioned anything to anyone, well, at least not to Molly Weasley.
Harry excused himself to take a nap since he had been up sick more than half the night. Hermione finished her tea and thanked Molly before she headed up to her room to rest.
**************
Severus sat drinking a cup of tea in his small cottage. He still had visions of the previous night replaying through his head. At first he wanted to chock the whole incident up to her drunkenness, but after second thought, he guessed that there might be more to it than that. Thinking back to his last potions class with her, he smiled. He had caught her daydreaming about something, and it was no mere coincidence that she had been looking at him as if he would be her next meal. Was it possible that the studious know-it-all was attracted to him? She did blatantly make a pass at him the night before, and from what he knew of the properties of alcohol, the major side effect that she would suffer would have been a loss of inhibitions. When a person is inebriated, they tend to throw caution to the wind and do or say whatever is on their mind. It was all beginning to make sense now. But why him? He had certainly never given her any special treatment, or had ever even been mildly pleasant for that matter. What was it she saw in him?
Severus shook his head and finished his tea. The whole matter was something he shouldn't even be wasting his time thinking about, when there were much more important things that demanded his attention. He stood and walked over to his workstation. There were scrolls littered across his desk, and a cauldron simmered gently over a delicate flame. His latest potions research revolved heavily around some controversial theories he had read about in a muggle science journal. It wasn't so much the study that caught his attention, but the information the article presented. According to the article, muggle scientists had observed that sensations, such as pleasure and pain, could be identified in the brain due to changes in the brain wave patterns.
Severus immediately began to think of the implications information such as this would have in the wizarding world. If these sensations could be identified by a specific pattern, surely those patterns could be manipulated. Severus had a hunch that with the right combination of magic and science, a potion could be made to do just that. Dumbledore had taken an immediate interest in this particular revelation, and had asked Severus to research it thoroughly. A potion that could manipulate brain wave patterns could potentially render the taker free of the physical effects of one sensation by canceling it out with another. Severus convinced Dumbledore that it might be possible to create a potion that could counteract the pain of the Cruciatus curse using precisely this theory.
The Order of the Phoenix had been working around the clock to stave off attacks from Voldemort and his legion of Death Eaters. The most dangerous weapons the Death Eaters rely upon are the "Unforgivables". The Unforgivables are the three forbidden curses; Avada Kedavra, which causes instant death, The Cruciatus curse, which causes intense pain, and the Imperious curse, which employs a type of mind control. The Death Eaters rely heavily on the Cruciatus curse in particular, as a means of extracting information from witches and wizards who have been known to be close to Dumbledore and Harry Potter.
A potion that could protect the members of the Order as well as those who have been specifically targeted by the Death Eaters would be a significant victory in the war against the Dark lord.
Severus pulled a large leather bound book from his personal collection entitled, "Most Potente Potions" and opened it carefully. It was an old book with thin pages, but he used it quite frequently. This book held an almost infinite amount of knowledge in the form of potion's recipes. Almost any potion known in the wizarding world could be found in the pages of this book. Among the many potions that could be found in this book, was the infamous "Polyjuice" potion that Miss Hermione Granger had brewed secretly in her second year at Hogwart's. There were few people who could successfully brew a Polyjuice potion and live to tell about it. If not brewed correctly, the potion could be deadly. It still amazed him that a girl so young could be that precise.
'Not a girl, Severus, a woman...' he thought to himself once again. He was still trying to process the concept that she had grown up. 'Most definitely a woman.' he smiled as he sat down and poured himself another cup of tea.
*************
Hermione flopped across her bed and stared blankly at the ceiling/ She kept trying to remember details of her encounter with Snape the night before, but her memory seemed a little fuzzy around the edges. She could remember that he smelled incredible. His scent was a combination of masculinity mixed with Nag Champa incense. She remembered that she kissed him and tried desperately to remember how his lips felt on hers. She knew she must've said some really dumb things as well if she had made a move bold enough to kiss him, but she just couldn't remember any conversations that took place. That was probably a blessing in disguise...
She could only imagine what he was thinking. He was probably disgusted with her. Especially after the way he reacted to her gawking at him in class. On the other hand, there were two things that just didn't seem to fit. 1) He didn't push her away when she kissed him. 2) He seemed to relax a little just before she broke the kiss.
"Okay Hermione, lets think about this logically." She whispered to herself, "why would Snape not push me away?" she tapped her fingers on her chin thoughtfully as she furrowed her brow in concentration.
"He was in shock." She concluded. "He never would have seen something like that coming. He probably was getting ready to push me away when I backed off." She convinced herself.
"I mean, why would Professor Snape be interested in me? I'm half his age, I'm a third of the 'Golden Trio' as Dumbledore calls us, and I'm a Gryffindor to top it off." She sighed to herself when a thought from another part of her brain argued with her logic...
Love is Blind.
Hermione shook her head wistfully, "No, that's just wishful thinking." She snorted to herself as she rolled over and closed her eyes, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.