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The Legend of Erised
By : deb4ss
Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione
Views: 4346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Disclaimer: Characters belong to J.K. Rowling and not me.
All he
could think about, though, was that she was proud of him. That was all he really wanted-to live up to
her expectations.He
was going to keep this letter forever.As
Neville stood up to leave for his first class, another student bumpedo hio him,
knocking his books out of his hands.
People were always running into him as if he was not there. Nothing could faze him now though. He was in too good of a mood. He bent down to pick up his books. Harry leaned down to help. pan>pan>Once Neville was situated,
he thanked Harry and rushed out. He didn’t want to be late for Herbology. That was his favorite class.It was signed by the manager of the British National
Quidditch Team. “Bloody Hell” Ron exclaimed. Then just as quick, his face fell. He couldn’t be on England’s Quidditch Team.
He was too young. They had raised the age to twenty after having some problems with Viktor
Krum, and other underage players.
Someone was playing a trick on him.
He threw the letter down just as Snape entered the classroom.The
class settled into the routine of the potions class. Professor Snape watched intently as the
students brewed the potion of the day.Students. Brats. Idiots. Day in and day out. He was tired of them all. Well, almost all of them. Not her.
He
looked over at her as she worked diligently on her potion. He had beenIt had a habit of riding up just a bit. His eyes watched the path her hand took as it
rested on her leg. She rubbed her hand
slowly across the top of her thigh as if she were cold. This was almost his undoing. He knew his mind was beginning to play tricks
on him when he imagined her slowly parting her legs just so he could get a
better look….This
was madness! He had to get control. He desperately looked down at the floor
trying to keep his mind off her. He
noticed what looked like a letter next to her chair. What was this? He wondered. He grasped at it…at anything to keep his
sanity.He
strode purposely toward her. “Miss
Granger. What is this?” He picked up the piece of parchment.“I
don’t know sir” she answered him. “It is
not mine.”“Oh,
really” he said softly as he opened the letter.
The skepticism on his face was quickly replaced
by a look of pure astonishment.Dear Severus,
I
long to touch you…He
only read the first few words before he had to stop. He closed his eyes and tried to keep
control. He looked at the letter again
but this time only to read the signature on the bottom.Hermione Granger
He
looked at her coldly.“Really,
Professor, I’m telling you the truth. It
is not mine.” Hermione was alarmed at
the look in his eyes.“Then
explain to me, Miss Granger, why it has your name on it?” He spoke in a deceptively soft voice.She
had no answer.“Detention. Miss Granger.”
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