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Chapter 9

Hermione was ready to scream. If Severus didn\'t shut up and do something, like lick her or touch her, soon, she would kill him.

\"Please, just touch me. Kiss me, but no talking.\"

\"Alright.\"

He leaned closer to her femininity. Hermione closed her eyes and let her head fall back. She knew this was going to be wonderful. Severus was so close to tasting her. He wanted her so badly. Just a few more millimeters...CRASH!!!

He jumped up and knocked Hermione over the back of the couch. She landed on the floor with a thud.

\"What was that? It came from the hallway.\"

He was straightening his clothing. His shirt gaped as he opened the door and Hermione scrambled back into her clothes. Unfortunately, Severus did not look down when he stepped into the hallway. Thus, he tripped over the downed female laying there. After landing on her he reared up to say something cutting, no doubt. He stopped suddenly when he realized that the woman beneath him was beautiful. Her hair was honey-colored and fell in long waves. Her eyes were hazel, mossy green with some grey and gold glints and flecks. And from what he could feel of her body, it was a very nice one. Very nice indeed. He helped her to her feet, just as Hermione came to the door.

\"Oh, I am so sorry. I\'m such a klutz. I was just trying to get as much in at a time as I could. Minerva said I could use this room until I spoke with the professor I\'ll be assisting about my room arrangements.\"

Hermione realized she had indicated the room next to hers. Then she noticed all of the stuff strewn about the hallway.

\"Who are you assisting?\"

Severus was definitely ogling this girl. She didn\'t seem to notice, though. She smiled up at him, oblivious.

\"Severus Snape. I have to get 2 years of DADA classroom aid in before anyone would consider me for the position. Do you know Professor Snape?\"

\"I am he. But, aren\'t you a bit young to be considering DADA Professor as a career?\"

Another sweet smile. Hermione threw up a little bit in her mouth.

\"I got all O\'s on my NEWTs and I graduated from university a year and a half early, so I am a bit young. I\'m 21 and most witches and wizards don\'t apply to teaching positions until they\'re between 28 and 36.\"

Hermione almost choked. All O\'s? How? Even she hadn\'t pulled that off. Severus looked impressed.

\"Well, Albus didn\'t tell me about an assistant, but if I\'m to have one, I\'m glad it\'s you. Shall we pick this mess up and I\'ll take you down to the dungeon? There\'s another staff chamber next to mine, since Professor Granger here, decided, for house loyalty, to stay in the Gryffindor wing. If you\'ll follow me.\"

With a flick of his wand, Severus had all of the girl\'s things in the air floating ahead of him as he led her to the dungeons.

\"I\'m sorry, I\'ve forgotten to ask you your name.\"

\"It\'s Anastasia. Anastasia Lee, but you can call me Ana if you\'d like.\"

\"And I hope you will call me Severus.\"

Hermione wanted to rip out Ana\'s hair. Her stupid pretty silky hair.

\"Well, good night then, Sevvie pooh! See you at breakfast.\"

He whirled around, remembering she was there.

\"Good evening, Professor Granger.\"

\"It was nice to meet you Professor.\"

Ana\'s comment was accompanied by a sweet smile.

They continued downstairs, and Hermione spun around and slammed her door. She hated him. Severus Snape was a jerk. A stupid dumb jerk. Ana wasn\'t that pretty. Alright, so she\'s pretty. Actually, Ron would probably say she was a fox. And the bad thing was, she seemed nice. Like, genuinely a good person. Hermione kicked a wall. Then, she cried about her stubbed toe. But deep down, she knew she was really crying about the way Severus had looked at Ana.