Everybody Here Wants You

Chapter 6: Insinuations and Innuendo.

“Sit” the voice from within commanded her, and she dropped like a stone onto a transfigured loveseat and crossed her ankles, before laying her hands gently into her lap.

“Drink?” his voice was short and sharp, and although there was no trace of anger in it, the tone made her answer him quickly.

“Yes please.”

“Fire-whiskey, or wine?” his voice left no alternative.

“Wine Please” She felt like she was in trouble. His back was to her as he poured a goblet of wine and a tumbler of fire whisky for himself. He handed her the goblet and sprawled opposite her.

His attire surprised her, instead of black billowing robes he wore a mahogany shirt and black dress pants. She quirked her eyebrow at his appearance, relaxing slightly when she realised how informally he was dressed.

“How did the rest of your classes go?” He said to her, slowly sipping his fire whisky and staring directly at her in such a way it made her uncomfortable.

“Um…they were ok I guess. They didn’t really respect me as much as I was hoping but it was ok” She said, stumbling over her sentences.

“Yes that happens often with new teachers; they don’t understand the change and react badly to it. It must be especially difficult with someone as young as you.”

“I guess so…” She said allowing her sentence to trail off as she sipped on her wine. It was absolutely delicious.

“Of course it happens. And it obviously distresses you…” he said, leaving his sentence open ended as if he was asking a question.

“I don’t know I just thought id be better at it than I am I guess. They didn’t seem to soak in the information like I used to, nor did they seem to care about anything other than their holidays and what they did on them. If they paid attention to me at all it was to ask questions about Harry or Ron, and how they were in real life.”

“Ah yes, celebrity by association. It will happen Professor Granger, but relax they’ll settle into a rhythm with you and understand your methods within a few weeks or so.” His fingers locked together over his glass of whisky, now almost empty.

Hermione suddenly felt hot, she realised that the roaring fire in the corner was causing her to sweat and she unbuttoned her robes at the throat to allow some air in.

“You don’t have to repay this chat with sexual favours Professor” He smirked at her.

Hermione, already at her wits end from a stressful first day of teaching, took that moment to unload her frustration.

“Headmaster Snape. I would appreciate it if you did not bring up sexual conversation with me. You are my employer and on some level I find you tolerable. Would you kindly refrain from thinking of me as a sex object every time we have a conversation?” She spat these words at him, striking out viciously through frustration and rage, striking him with the words she wished she could strike her students with.

He laughed then. And it made her angrier, his laugh was so full of life and meaningful, it wasn’t spiteful, he found something surprisingly funny.

“Something amusing Headmaster?” She asked, slumping back on her seat and folding her arms, and sighing heavily.

“I just think it’s hilarious that you expect me to let you get away with drunkenly kissing my neck.” He said simply folding his arms and mimicking her position.

She huffed and sighed heavily.

“I made a mistake; I made the mistake of thinking that during the festivities you would turn into a decent human being. Quite obviously I was wrong.” She spat the words at him

His voice turned smooth as ice

“Professor Granger, do not overstep your bounds. I am here to assist you and there is no need to throw this back in my face. I understand that you are stressed about lack of respect in your classes, but do not lash that same disrespect at me. I am your employer, do not forget that.” His eyes stared her down and she broke.

“I’m sorry. Its just harder than I thought it would be…” she trailed off and turned away her eyes filling with tears she was determined not to let fall.

“Stop your crying girl, they’re just students, don’t let them get to you.” His voice turned hard as he chastised her tears, and she turned her face to him, begging for an answer to the disappointment she felt.

“It will be difficult. But I chose you for this job because I was aware that you could handle it, you’ve always been able to handle anything Professor Granger, and this will be no different, now stop feeling sorry for yourself and tell me what you are going to do with your classes tomorrow.”


She breathed in heavily and allowed herself to calm slightly before detailing her methods for dealing with the cretins in the morning.

“Sounds very good to me Professor, now for some methods to keep you calm in class.”

She looked at him with an uneasy look upon her face.

“Close your eyes Miss Granger, and tilt your head back” She hesitated slightly before tilting her head back with her eyes shut

She felt the loveseat depress beside her and jumped slightly, but kept her eyes closed.

“Miss Granger I want you to picture what I am saying very clearly” His lips were next to her ear. Her skin came alive with pleasure as she let his voice wash over her body, forcing it to erupt in goose bumps she nodded her head almost imperceptibly and exhaled deeply.

“Picture yourself on a beach, the sun, the sand, the smooth waves crashing gently on the shore. Picture yourself on this beach, watching the cool blue of the ocean…”

Hermione’s senses instantly came alive, her body erupting in the most delightful tingles as the awesome power of his words crashed over her.

She pictured the beach, the soft golden sand; their bodies entwined together, passionately biting at each other skin.

Hermione stiffened visibly when she realised what she was picturing, but made no other move to indicate her discomfort.

Severus, of course noticed, and by taking advantage of her relaxed state he delved into her mind. He saw the images of them entwined on the beach, sand stuck to their slick forms as they had very obvious, very passionate sex on the beach. He withdrew from her mind as if he had been burned.

The awkward feeling was instant, and uncomfortable, Severus stood quickly as though he had sat on a thumbtack and Hermione withdrew into herself as quickly as she could.

“Well, Miss Granger I think we should…leave it there for the evening, good luck with your classes. And…um…yeah” For the first time in his life, Severus Snape stumbled over his words.

This surprisingly calmed Hermione significantly, knowing she wasn’t the only uncomfortable person in the room somehow made her more comfortable.

“Thank you Headmaster, you have most definitely helped me, and gave me many things to think about” She met his eyes when she said this, shocking both of them with her confident flirting.

Severus couldn’t have this, she had successfully turned the tables on him, and nobody had ever successfully done this.

He stretched his hand out as if to shake hers. She grasped it with a firm grip and as she moved to shake his hand he pulled her up out of the chair and in to his body.

She gasped at the closeness, his body was warm and comfortable, she had placed a hand on his chest to steady herself when he pulled her and she now could feel the lean muscles beneath his clothes. She started when she felt his hand curl around to her lower back and pull her closer into his body. She gasped when she saw the intensity in her eyes.

He leaned down slowly, deliberately and Hermione’s breath hitched in her throat as she closed her eyes, preparing for a kiss.

It never came; instead he brushed his lips against her ear and whispered

“You will not win this game Miss Granger” his hot breath sent her body into overdrive, causing her to stifle a moan that caught in her throat.

He released her, and just quickly as it happened it was over. He gazed her over and opened the door for her. Hermione said nothing, but took off down the stairs.

Later, while sitting in her room staring at the stars, all she could think was how intense that moment had been.

Little did she know, staring at those same stars, Severus was thinking the exact same thing.











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A/N: intense huh.... dont forget that reviews make me happy :D:D:D