Ensnaring The Senses
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Double Potions
A/N: Quote is from “SS” chapter 8 page 136-7 American pb. edition.
I'm having alot of fun writing this story. One chapter a day it seems. It's almost done though I think. Back to Circle of Love soon. If this story seems choppy, it's becaue its unbetaed and I'm trying to bring more imagery to my story. Glad you all have enjoyed it so far. Your support has been unbeleivable. Thanks =)
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Hermione adjusted Cissa's green and silver tie as she looked down to survey her daughter. “You'll do,” She said as she nodded. Slytherin just like her dad! She thought as she sighed. No longer my little baby either.
“Thanks, mum. We heading for breakfast now?” The young witch pulled her hair back with a band and smiled. First class was Double Potions with Gryffindor and she couldn't wait to see Jamie Potter. He'd promised to sit with her.
“Yes, and today you'll have to go to your house to sleep.” Hermione said as she thought of how much things at Hogwarts had changed. Cissa never would have been sorted there years ago, with her parentage of half-blood/muggle. Remus had flooed her the night before as she was about to go to bed that Minerva wouldn't go against the Sorting Hat and move her.
“Remember dear, I am Miss Granger, Uncle Remus is Professor Lupin, Aunt Dora is Professor Tonks and,” Hermione stressed, “Gran Minnie is Professor McGonagall.”
“I know, mum-- Miss Granger, you have been saying that all summer.” Narcissa winked at her mum as they entered the Great Hall for breakfast. She made her way to her class table and sat down in an unoccupied section. Frankly, she was nervous after her crybaby act and the fact a lot of the students probably knew her mother and uncle were on the staff.
Hermione walked up to the staff table and took a place by Tonks and Remus. All three of them watched to see how Narcissa would be treated. They had agreed over the summer not to interfere but try to act like she was any other student.
“Morning,” Hermione said as Neville too his seat. “Ready for all the new first years?” They all laughed as he sighed.
“No, I know way too many of them. I mean, couldn't you all have tried not to bloom the Wizardry population at the same time?” Neville asked glumly. Hermione smacked his arm.
“You'll be fine, Neville. I'm sure they'll behave once they know you're the teacher, not uncle Neville.” She smirked.
Severus and Minerva entered next, and he looked at his house's table and noticed Cissa sitting by herself. Minerva walked up to the dais and took her chair, leaving the last remaining spot at the table next to Hermione for the somber dressed wizard. She smirked behind her napkin as she unfolded it.
“You've raised a beautiful daughter, Hermione.” Snape said as he broke the silence his arrival made. He rather enjoyed the choking sound they all made. Neville amused him the most as pumpkin juice spewed from his nose.
“Why thank you, Severus.” Hermione said as she patted the Herbology professor on the back. “Nice to see you among the living once more.”
“Yes, it's good to be back home, at Hogwarts. I've even missed teaching the dunderheads that muck up my classes. I was rather surprised to see you on staff. I thought you were going to make a go at Potions?” Severus picked up a forkful of scrambled eggs and chewed them with happiness. Yes, it was nice to be eating at the castle once more He thought as he sighed with pleasure.
“The War made me realize how much I enjoyed healing. I did studies in Potions, only need an internship for my master's. I've thought about doing it, but my time here and time with Narcissa prevent me for a while. Maybe in a few years.”
“I could intern you. The school will need a competent Potions master for next year.” Snape announced as he picked up a sweet roll.
“You'll be leaving after this year?” Hermione asked, watching his face as he ate.
“No, no....” He laughed. “Minerva, you didn't tell them?” He looked at the Headmistress.
“No, Severus. Only Remus and I knew. But, the idea is a sound one.” Minerva nodded, remembering Hermione's skills in Potions. “I would approve it.” She said. “Severus is taking my place as Headmaster when I retire next year.”
“Blimey!” Neville groaned under his breath.
“You have assistants in the infirmary, correct? There shouldn't be any problems. We could always crash course it over the summer also.” Severus said as he watched Hermione think.
“Yes Severus, I do. But I think it highly unwise considering our past connection.” Hermione stood up. “Have a nice day.”
Severus watched as she walked away, sighing. “I tried.” He said to his table mates as he he threw his napkin down, his dining pleasure ruined.
“Try harder!” Remus growled out in a low tone.
“Follow her!” Encouraged Tonks from beside her husband.
“I have to get to class, first year Potions with Gryffindor and Slytherin.” Severus said as he strode away. He thoughts on Hermione and his first real encounter with their daughter.
~*~
Severus Snape burst into his room, his black robes billowing as he walked to the front of the classroom to turn smartly and face his new crop of students. He had been surprised when he had learned that only one Weasley would start this year, Harry and Ginny's son, Jamie. Sure enough, there he was sitting next to Cissa, his red hair flaming as red as his Gryffindor robes and his eyes hiding behind horn-rimmed glasses. Least he hadn't birthed with a lightening scar on his forehead.
“Good morning.” Severus said briskly as he tried to form the words he always greeted his first years with. Ah, yes, he nodded to himself. “You are here to learn the subtle and exacting art of Potions making.” He watched as the students hung on his every word, they'd soon learn he was the taskmaster. “I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of the the softly simmer cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses.... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory even stopper death.” His mind revelled in his words, his passion for the art flowing through.
“Yes, Miss Granger?” Severus said as her upraised hand interrupted his speech, a vision of young Hermione superimposed over the dark haired witch; jarring him from his thoughts.
“Professor Snape sir, how does one ensnare the senses?” Narcissa asked, only remembering half of what Draco had said.
Severus Snape, though a man of few words unless they were biting or sarcastic, was for once at a loss on how to answer this one small witch.
~*~
“Hey, Tonks.” Hermione smiled up from her paperwork. With the beginning of the a new school brought her new students to build files for and new information for the rest. She actually welcomed a break her purple haired friend offered her.
“Wotcher, Hermione.” Tonks smiled at her as her bubblegum popped, sticking to her nose. She grinned as she tucked it back in her mouth. “Busy?”
“Very, glad I'm almost done filing these questionaires.” Hermione pointed to the stack on her desk as she sat down in her chair and sipped her coffee from the Chudley Cannons mug Draco had given her last year.
“When are you going to actually talk to Severus?” Tonks asked, getting down to business. Hermione grimaced as she realized this wasn't a normal girl talk session.
“I want to, but so much time has passed. It's like I don't know him anymore. In fact, I didn't know him well to begin with.” Hermione sighed as she set her mug down.
“Well, you knew him enough to create a child.” Tonks reminded her, gum popping to emphasize her words.
“Yes, and I have raised her with the help of you all. Not one word for twelve years, not even a 'Dear Hermione' letter to hold on to. Just a bunch of my unsent letters bound with his hair tie and old discarded Death Eater reports from years ago. Not a lot of company on a cold winter's night.” Hermione said bitterly. Tonks waited patiently as the younger witch breathed in deep and continued.
“My teacher's crush developed into love during the war. I admired him for all his work he did without thanks, he never even received an Order of Merlin for it. All the dangers he went through. That night I saw for the first time a body riddled with old scars and new, and they pained me. I kissed everyone as he slept, thinking he finally returned my affections.” Hermione sipped from her mug again, her hands shaky. “Then boom, he was gone.”
“Oh, Hermione..” Tonks murmured. “Don't throw away this chance. You both are so stubborn and noble. Meet the git halfway.” Tonks advised. “And take his internship offer.”
“The University would probably laugh my work away.” Hermione shook her head.
“No they wouldn't. Severus is still very respected in the Potions community. The reason he hid himself away there when he was done on his Death Eaters hunt.” Tonks touched her hand to Hermione's chin, forcing their eyes to connect. “He feels unworthy because of all that he did. His life sucked Hermione. The fact that he survived Voldemort's service with his mind intact amazes me.”
“I don't know how to fight those memories.” Hermione blinked, breaking the connection.
“Just allow him to talk. Severus left because he loved you. It was wrong, but your innocence scared him. He felt old, and too scarred from his deeds to let himself be with you.” Tonks told her. “Scars are more the physical, Hermione.”
“Thanks. Tonks. I'll think on it.”
“Okay, I have class. We are doing Boggarts!” Tonks laughed as she left.
Hermione let Tonks' words sink in as she finished her paperwork. Perhaps a stroll in the moonlight with Severus Snape would help clear the air.
~~*~~
Time to try and answer some review questions:
To BellaSnape~~
Nope, no house would have happened. Minerva isn't a rule breaker.
Yes, Ginny is alive. =) Hopefully the pop in again.
Ginger is a friend's OCs name. But I may bring her in.
Snape will be off the drama draught Heathcliff act soon. He is trying finally.
To Lisa~~
Thanks for reading both my stories. Glad you like em. =)
To marti~~
Yay... thanks!
To the others~~
Sorry it's too late, my hand is hurting from typing but you all make my day with your reviews. I don't mind CC at all. This is my attempt at a non-betaed while Circle of Love's beta is busy. Thanks for the reads, reviews AND support.
~~juls~~
I'm having alot of fun writing this story. One chapter a day it seems. It's almost done though I think. Back to Circle of Love soon. If this story seems choppy, it's becaue its unbetaed and I'm trying to bring more imagery to my story. Glad you all have enjoyed it so far. Your support has been unbeleivable. Thanks =)
~*~*~*~*~
Hermione adjusted Cissa's green and silver tie as she looked down to survey her daughter. “You'll do,” She said as she nodded. Slytherin just like her dad! She thought as she sighed. No longer my little baby either.
“Thanks, mum. We heading for breakfast now?” The young witch pulled her hair back with a band and smiled. First class was Double Potions with Gryffindor and she couldn't wait to see Jamie Potter. He'd promised to sit with her.
“Yes, and today you'll have to go to your house to sleep.” Hermione said as she thought of how much things at Hogwarts had changed. Cissa never would have been sorted there years ago, with her parentage of half-blood/muggle. Remus had flooed her the night before as she was about to go to bed that Minerva wouldn't go against the Sorting Hat and move her.
“Remember dear, I am Miss Granger, Uncle Remus is Professor Lupin, Aunt Dora is Professor Tonks and,” Hermione stressed, “Gran Minnie is Professor McGonagall.”
“I know, mum-- Miss Granger, you have been saying that all summer.” Narcissa winked at her mum as they entered the Great Hall for breakfast. She made her way to her class table and sat down in an unoccupied section. Frankly, she was nervous after her crybaby act and the fact a lot of the students probably knew her mother and uncle were on the staff.
Hermione walked up to the staff table and took a place by Tonks and Remus. All three of them watched to see how Narcissa would be treated. They had agreed over the summer not to interfere but try to act like she was any other student.
“Morning,” Hermione said as Neville too his seat. “Ready for all the new first years?” They all laughed as he sighed.
“No, I know way too many of them. I mean, couldn't you all have tried not to bloom the Wizardry population at the same time?” Neville asked glumly. Hermione smacked his arm.
“You'll be fine, Neville. I'm sure they'll behave once they know you're the teacher, not uncle Neville.” She smirked.
Severus and Minerva entered next, and he looked at his house's table and noticed Cissa sitting by herself. Minerva walked up to the dais and took her chair, leaving the last remaining spot at the table next to Hermione for the somber dressed wizard. She smirked behind her napkin as she unfolded it.
“You've raised a beautiful daughter, Hermione.” Snape said as he broke the silence his arrival made. He rather enjoyed the choking sound they all made. Neville amused him the most as pumpkin juice spewed from his nose.
“Why thank you, Severus.” Hermione said as she patted the Herbology professor on the back. “Nice to see you among the living once more.”
“Yes, it's good to be back home, at Hogwarts. I've even missed teaching the dunderheads that muck up my classes. I was rather surprised to see you on staff. I thought you were going to make a go at Potions?” Severus picked up a forkful of scrambled eggs and chewed them with happiness. Yes, it was nice to be eating at the castle once more He thought as he sighed with pleasure.
“The War made me realize how much I enjoyed healing. I did studies in Potions, only need an internship for my master's. I've thought about doing it, but my time here and time with Narcissa prevent me for a while. Maybe in a few years.”
“I could intern you. The school will need a competent Potions master for next year.” Snape announced as he picked up a sweet roll.
“You'll be leaving after this year?” Hermione asked, watching his face as he ate.
“No, no....” He laughed. “Minerva, you didn't tell them?” He looked at the Headmistress.
“No, Severus. Only Remus and I knew. But, the idea is a sound one.” Minerva nodded, remembering Hermione's skills in Potions. “I would approve it.” She said. “Severus is taking my place as Headmaster when I retire next year.”
“Blimey!” Neville groaned under his breath.
“You have assistants in the infirmary, correct? There shouldn't be any problems. We could always crash course it over the summer also.” Severus said as he watched Hermione think.
“Yes Severus, I do. But I think it highly unwise considering our past connection.” Hermione stood up. “Have a nice day.”
Severus watched as she walked away, sighing. “I tried.” He said to his table mates as he he threw his napkin down, his dining pleasure ruined.
“Try harder!” Remus growled out in a low tone.
“Follow her!” Encouraged Tonks from beside her husband.
“I have to get to class, first year Potions with Gryffindor and Slytherin.” Severus said as he strode away. He thoughts on Hermione and his first real encounter with their daughter.
Severus Snape burst into his room, his black robes billowing as he walked to the front of the classroom to turn smartly and face his new crop of students. He had been surprised when he had learned that only one Weasley would start this year, Harry and Ginny's son, Jamie. Sure enough, there he was sitting next to Cissa, his red hair flaming as red as his Gryffindor robes and his eyes hiding behind horn-rimmed glasses. Least he hadn't birthed with a lightening scar on his forehead.
“Good morning.” Severus said briskly as he tried to form the words he always greeted his first years with. Ah, yes, he nodded to himself. “You are here to learn the subtle and exacting art of Potions making.” He watched as the students hung on his every word, they'd soon learn he was the taskmaster. “I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of the the softly simmer cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses.... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory even stopper death.” His mind revelled in his words, his passion for the art flowing through.
“Yes, Miss Granger?” Severus said as her upraised hand interrupted his speech, a vision of young Hermione superimposed over the dark haired witch; jarring him from his thoughts.
“Professor Snape sir, how does one ensnare the senses?” Narcissa asked, only remembering half of what Draco had said.
Severus Snape, though a man of few words unless they were biting or sarcastic, was for once at a loss on how to answer this one small witch.
“Hey, Tonks.” Hermione smiled up from her paperwork. With the beginning of the a new school brought her new students to build files for and new information for the rest. She actually welcomed a break her purple haired friend offered her.
“Wotcher, Hermione.” Tonks smiled at her as her bubblegum popped, sticking to her nose. She grinned as she tucked it back in her mouth. “Busy?”
“Very, glad I'm almost done filing these questionaires.” Hermione pointed to the stack on her desk as she sat down in her chair and sipped her coffee from the Chudley Cannons mug Draco had given her last year.
“When are you going to actually talk to Severus?” Tonks asked, getting down to business. Hermione grimaced as she realized this wasn't a normal girl talk session.
“I want to, but so much time has passed. It's like I don't know him anymore. In fact, I didn't know him well to begin with.” Hermione sighed as she set her mug down.
“Well, you knew him enough to create a child.” Tonks reminded her, gum popping to emphasize her words.
“Yes, and I have raised her with the help of you all. Not one word for twelve years, not even a 'Dear Hermione' letter to hold on to. Just a bunch of my unsent letters bound with his hair tie and old discarded Death Eater reports from years ago. Not a lot of company on a cold winter's night.” Hermione said bitterly. Tonks waited patiently as the younger witch breathed in deep and continued.
“My teacher's crush developed into love during the war. I admired him for all his work he did without thanks, he never even received an Order of Merlin for it. All the dangers he went through. That night I saw for the first time a body riddled with old scars and new, and they pained me. I kissed everyone as he slept, thinking he finally returned my affections.” Hermione sipped from her mug again, her hands shaky. “Then boom, he was gone.”
“Oh, Hermione..” Tonks murmured. “Don't throw away this chance. You both are so stubborn and noble. Meet the git halfway.” Tonks advised. “And take his internship offer.”
“The University would probably laugh my work away.” Hermione shook her head.
“No they wouldn't. Severus is still very respected in the Potions community. The reason he hid himself away there when he was done on his Death Eaters hunt.” Tonks touched her hand to Hermione's chin, forcing their eyes to connect. “He feels unworthy because of all that he did. His life sucked Hermione. The fact that he survived Voldemort's service with his mind intact amazes me.”
“I don't know how to fight those memories.” Hermione blinked, breaking the connection.
“Just allow him to talk. Severus left because he loved you. It was wrong, but your innocence scared him. He felt old, and too scarred from his deeds to let himself be with you.” Tonks told her. “Scars are more the physical, Hermione.”
“Thanks. Tonks. I'll think on it.”
“Okay, I have class. We are doing Boggarts!” Tonks laughed as she left.
Hermione let Tonks' words sink in as she finished her paperwork. Perhaps a stroll in the moonlight with Severus Snape would help clear the air.
~~*~~
Time to try and answer some review questions:
To BellaSnape~~
Nope, no house would have happened. Minerva isn't a rule breaker.
Yes, Ginny is alive. =) Hopefully the pop in again.
Ginger is a friend's OCs name. But I may bring her in.
Snape will be off the drama draught Heathcliff act soon. He is trying finally.
To Lisa~~
Thanks for reading both my stories. Glad you like em. =)
To marti~~
Yay... thanks!
To the others~~
Sorry it's too late, my hand is hurting from typing but you all make my day with your reviews. I don't mind CC at all. This is my attempt at a non-betaed while Circle of Love's beta is busy. Thanks for the reads, reviews AND support.
~~juls~~