Careless Wishes
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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11,293
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Passion
AUTHOR'S NOTE - Thankyou, thankyou, THANKYOU to all my wonderful reviewers! The little bit at the end is for everyone who was wondering what happened to the rest of the class - i'll be making much more of this in future chapters!
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The door seemed stuck. It wouldn’t move. Severus cursed, he had left his wand in his robes back in his rooms. He threw his weight against the door but to no avail.
“Ah.” He turned around at the small sound behind him. Hermione stood in the pools of water that he had caused when he had scrambled out of the tub. One arm was wrapped around herself, keeping the towel in place, the other was covering her mouth.
“What is it, Miss Granger?” Severus crossed his own arms over his soaking shirt.
“Um, I think the magic of the potion is keeping us here until you fulfil my wish. I noticed it does this when I wished for a bowl of ice cream the other day. The bowl wouldn’t go away until I ate it, then it just disappeared.”
Severus groaned. It was taking all his willpower to keep from fulfilling his own desires and being locked in this room with her was agony, especially with her clad in nothing but a towel.
“What did you wish for, Miss Granger?” he hissed, his voice low and dangerous. Hermione gulped.
“ I wished I could taste your lips,” She mumbled, embarrassed, “but I thought you had already kissed me. I don’t understand why we’re still stuck in here.”
“Apparently,” Severus growled through gritted teeth, “It wasn’t enough.” He sighed. He had better get this out of the way and then get away from her before he did something that could get him fired.
He reached out his hand and stroked her cheek. Hermione shivered and gave a small gasp. Severus let his hand caress her cheek as he leaned towards her. His hair brushed her shoulders as his lips touched hers and she sank against his chest. He wrapped his arm around her waist to support her as he kissed her. She let her hands caress the back of his neck as she flicked her tongue at his lips. He moaned as she leaned into him and deepened the kiss, letting the towel drop to the floor. His back touched the bathroom door and it fell open.
Severus knew he should break the kiss and get the hell out of there, but he was unwilling to let go of the beautiful, soft fleshed woman who pulled him to her with an urgency that overcame any objections that he had. He pulled her through the door and into her bedroom. Falling back onto the silk sheets of her bed and grinding his erection into her hip.
From the way she quivered beneath him, Severus knew she had never done this before. He couldn’t just tear her virginity from her, but there was no way he could continue to deny himself the touch of this sensuous woman. He backed away from her. She sat up and looked at him, afraid that he would leave her, but he gave her a reassuring smile and simply sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace and beckoned for her to sit beside him.
Remembering that she was entirely naked, she took her robe from the back of the bathroom door and put it on, It was only a scant thing, a mere scrap of black satin, edged in silver lace and just skimming her bottom. She tied it loosely and sat down next to him, twisting to face him.
“Red or white?” he queried, his eyebrow raised.
“Red.” she replied, not really knowing what he meant, then realising when a bottle of wine and two glasses appeared in Severus’ outstretched hand.
“This ability to wish sure comes in handy.” She murmured, accepting the glass proffered to her and taking a sip of the rich dark liquid, never taking her eyes from Severus’.
*****
Draco didn’t know what had come over him. He was a Pureblood Slytherin, and here he was playing tongue hockey with Parvati Patil. He’d always fancied her, who wouldn’t, with her deep brown eyes and silky black hair, it was just that before he would never have sullied himself by actually indulging that crush. He pulled away and stood up. Parvati looked up at him, her hair ruffled and her lips swollen.
“What’s wrong, Draco?” Her eyes were heavy with passion as she looked up at him. He groaned quietly.
“Must be the sodding potion,” he said, before pulling her up into his chest and kissing her, even more passionately than before.
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The door seemed stuck. It wouldn’t move. Severus cursed, he had left his wand in his robes back in his rooms. He threw his weight against the door but to no avail.
“Ah.” He turned around at the small sound behind him. Hermione stood in the pools of water that he had caused when he had scrambled out of the tub. One arm was wrapped around herself, keeping the towel in place, the other was covering her mouth.
“What is it, Miss Granger?” Severus crossed his own arms over his soaking shirt.
“Um, I think the magic of the potion is keeping us here until you fulfil my wish. I noticed it does this when I wished for a bowl of ice cream the other day. The bowl wouldn’t go away until I ate it, then it just disappeared.”
Severus groaned. It was taking all his willpower to keep from fulfilling his own desires and being locked in this room with her was agony, especially with her clad in nothing but a towel.
“What did you wish for, Miss Granger?” he hissed, his voice low and dangerous. Hermione gulped.
“ I wished I could taste your lips,” She mumbled, embarrassed, “but I thought you had already kissed me. I don’t understand why we’re still stuck in here.”
“Apparently,” Severus growled through gritted teeth, “It wasn’t enough.” He sighed. He had better get this out of the way and then get away from her before he did something that could get him fired.
He reached out his hand and stroked her cheek. Hermione shivered and gave a small gasp. Severus let his hand caress her cheek as he leaned towards her. His hair brushed her shoulders as his lips touched hers and she sank against his chest. He wrapped his arm around her waist to support her as he kissed her. She let her hands caress the back of his neck as she flicked her tongue at his lips. He moaned as she leaned into him and deepened the kiss, letting the towel drop to the floor. His back touched the bathroom door and it fell open.
Severus knew he should break the kiss and get the hell out of there, but he was unwilling to let go of the beautiful, soft fleshed woman who pulled him to her with an urgency that overcame any objections that he had. He pulled her through the door and into her bedroom. Falling back onto the silk sheets of her bed and grinding his erection into her hip.
From the way she quivered beneath him, Severus knew she had never done this before. He couldn’t just tear her virginity from her, but there was no way he could continue to deny himself the touch of this sensuous woman. He backed away from her. She sat up and looked at him, afraid that he would leave her, but he gave her a reassuring smile and simply sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace and beckoned for her to sit beside him.
Remembering that she was entirely naked, she took her robe from the back of the bathroom door and put it on, It was only a scant thing, a mere scrap of black satin, edged in silver lace and just skimming her bottom. She tied it loosely and sat down next to him, twisting to face him.
“Red or white?” he queried, his eyebrow raised.
“Red.” she replied, not really knowing what he meant, then realising when a bottle of wine and two glasses appeared in Severus’ outstretched hand.
“This ability to wish sure comes in handy.” She murmured, accepting the glass proffered to her and taking a sip of the rich dark liquid, never taking her eyes from Severus’.
*****
Draco didn’t know what had come over him. He was a Pureblood Slytherin, and here he was playing tongue hockey with Parvati Patil. He’d always fancied her, who wouldn’t, with her deep brown eyes and silky black hair, it was just that before he would never have sullied himself by actually indulging that crush. He pulled away and stood up. Parvati looked up at him, her hair ruffled and her lips swollen.
“What’s wrong, Draco?” Her eyes were heavy with passion as she looked up at him. He groaned quietly.
“Must be the sodding potion,” he said, before pulling her up into his chest and kissing her, even more passionately than before.