Seduce My Father - Complete

 

"I've just thought of something. When exactly am I going to find the time to even wear those clothes? It isn't as if there is a casual dress day, Adrien." Hermione said, searching Adrien's face. 

"Ah, but there is a casual dress day, now, Hermione. For 7th years." he answered, very matter of fact. 

"Since when?" Hermione asked, confusion written on her face. She hadn't heard of this. 

"It's on Fridays. And since I suggested it to Dumbledore to allow it. Fuck me, I hate these school robes." Adrien fumed, pulling on the heavy fabric of his Slytherin robes. "At least they have hoods, I reckon.." he trailed off, as he placed the pointed hood over his long hair. 

Hermione had to laugh. 

Much to her nervousness, they were now making their way to Potions class. Adrien had instructed her to spray the perfume on herself before Transfiguration, that way when they got to their next Potions class, it wouldn't be too obviously strong. 

To Hermione's girlish horror, Professor Snape stood outside of his classroom, watching with a smug expression on his face as his students filed inside. He looked around, and Hermione's heart fluttered with panic as his black eyes rested upon her and his son. 

"Adrien...-" he began. Even though he hadn't said her name, the sound of his voice still sent a massive wave of shivers down her spine. 

"Yes...?" Adrien asked slowly, stepping over to his father. 

"May I have a word?" Severus asked. 

His eyes lingered for a moment on Hermione, and though she had no idea, he had acutely taken note of her scent. Adrien shot Hermione a look, silently telling her he'd catch up and sit with her, and she walked into the classroom without him. Severus let the door shut when all the students filed in. 

Severus immediately eased his stance in the presence of Adrien only, and he sighed. 

"I am going to need your assistance with a project, Adrien. St. Mungo's needs a very long and tedious list of Potions that I won't be able to brew by myself within the desired time frame." he explained. 

"Oh, yeah, sure. What ever you need, Dad." Adrien replied, nodding his head. "I'll just come back later tonight and we'll get started. How long do we have?" 

"Two days, and the list is more than two days work." Severus replied, seeming to be calculating it in his thoughts. "Yes, definitely more than two days..." 

"Okay. You have my word, I'll be back after my last class. I'll stay up all night if I have to." Adrien smiled at his father, who seemed to ease his tension at his son's generous agreement to help him. 

"I appreciate it." Severus said as he opened the classroom door to go commence his lesson for the day. He paused momentarily to shoot another question at his son before he fully entered. 

"So, you and Miss Granger really aren't... Dating?" he asked. 

"Ugh, Dad, I've already told you no." Adrien answered, half caught between wanting to laugh, and wanting to vomit at the thought. 

Severus smirked and nodded his head, and stepped through to the classroom. Adrien took a seat next to Hermione, and decided he would fuck with her. 

"He knows everything." he whispered under his breath so his father wouldn't hear. 

Hermione's eyes widened, and her heart rate began to increase as she looked over at the Potions Master, searching for any sign that would betray that he really did know something. The dark Professor was flipping through an Advanced Potion-Making book, not looking at her. She wanted to slap Adrien, as he pointed at her as to say "gotcha" while he did his best to keep his laughing at a low volume. 

The whole class went by rather smoothly. One of the perks of Adrien being her best friend, Hermione could candidly ask him for help if she was stuck on anything at all, and he would oblige. The Gryffindor looked up from her Potion briefly to steal a glance at Professor Snape, and much to her horror and surprise, she caught him looking straight at her; an unreadable expression on his face. She blushed deeply and looked back down, trying her best not to be too obvious, but she knew there was no way he didn't see that. 

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"Oh yeah, he definitely saw that shit." Adrien said as he walked her to Gryffindor tower after their last class. 

"Oh my Gods." she breathed, as another wave of redness tinged her cheeks. 

"But it's a good thing!" Adrien reassured her. "At least it wasn't a look of pure disgust." he reasoned. 

"True. Hey, where are you going?" Hermione asked, as Adrien made to leave back to the Dungeons. 

"I've got to go help him brew some Potions. That's why he wanted to talk to me before class today." 

"Well, you can't come in for five minutes to say hi to Harry and Ron?" Hermione asked, crossing her arms. 

Adrien sarcastically rolled his eyes. 

"Alright, fine then. Harry and Ron are cool blokes. Why the hell not." 

The pair stepped through the portrait hole, and found the two boys in question sitting on the sofa in front of the hearth. 

"Oh, hey Adrien, hey Hermione." Harry greeted warmly catching sight of the two. 

Adrien spent about ten minutes in the Gryffindor Common room having a light-hearted chat with the two boys about Quidditch before he proclaimed again, that he had commitments to attend to. He hugged Hermione, bade her farewell and goodnight, and reminded her that tomorrow was Friday with a wink, and set off back through the portrait hole. 

"Cheeky fucker..." Hermione thought, smirking after Adrien, who gave her the finger without turning around.