When the Cat's Away... | By : SSHaG Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 9729 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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*Disclaimer* - I own nothing at all except the plot. Any characters, terms, or ideas found in the Harry Potter books belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not nor will ever make money with this fan fiction. Note that Hermione Granger is OF AGE in this fan fiction. Thanks ;-)
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When the Cat’s Away...
Severus Snape stepped into his chambers at two o'clock in the morning. Out of habit, he warded the door and dragged himself to the bath. The bathroom was adorned with a large, white, claw footed tub with serpent's heads for faucets. Severus twisted one slowly and began to strip as scalding hot water filled the tub. He surveyed his naked form in the mirror. Tracing a jagged scratch down his chest, he couldn't muster the strength or harness the ability to care enough to clean it up. It was open and bleeding, but he'd heal it when he was ready.
He slipped into ste steaming water. The temperature was one that most would find un-bearable, but Severus Snape was not like most. He knew the heat would help burn the memories out of his mind. If only he could get to Dumbeldore's pensieve.
He groaned as it relaxed his muscles and joints to some extent. Knowing he'd neertherther relief, the Potions Master muttered, "Accio calming crystals." A small vial of miniscule, maroon crystals sailed over and landed into his open hand. Without hesitation, Snape uncorked the vial and dumped the contents in. Immediately, his body was feeling quite relaxed. However, his mind was plagued by his previous doings.
Once again, he'd need something to take care of his pain. He reached down and picked up the bottle of Fire whiskey that he kept near for occasions such as this. Thank Merlin tomorrow is bloody Sunday. No bloody students. No Longbottom, Potter, Weasley or that insufferable Know - It - All, Granger.
As Snape lye back in the tub, bored with naming new reasons to hate Potter, his mind began to stray. Hermione Granger. Her seventh year had most definitely changed her. Whilst she was still craving knowledge about everyone and everything, she had blossomed into a beautiful young woman. While Potter and Weasley had been crumpling under the pressure of the war, NEWTs, and their Quidditich practice, Hermione had only flourished. She was everything everyone had ever expected.
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It was during that evening at dinner that Hermione Granger realized Severus Snape needed help. As she glanced up at the High Table, she saw her Potions Master grimace and rub his left forearm. He'd been summoned.
Now, she was slinking throughout the corridors hidden in the shadows. In the form of a cat, she possessed the ability to move swiftly and silently. Perching on top of a windowsill, she waited patiently for Professor Snape. It wasn't long before he stumbled into view. Hermione leapt down and shot past him into his chambers just before he could shut the door completely. Burying herself in the sheets, she watched as the Head of Slytherin took himself to the bathroom.
It was another hour before a very tipsy, very nude Severus Snape staggered from the bathroom and collapsed into bed. Pulling his black satin sheets around him, he was ready to fall into a deep slumber. That is, until he felt a warm and furry body press againss ths thigh. He reached down awkwardly but the creature flew out of reach and hopped onto his chest. He stared down at the cat now sitting calmly on his chest. It was an odd color. Chocolate with streaks of honey. He'd seen a color like that somewhere before...
The cat stood up, arching its back and kneading his chest lovingly. He looked down at the furry feline and became cross - eyed. Squeezing his eyes shut, he began to pray that Minerva did NOT get him --- ooooooh.
A small, coarse tongue began licking at his chest. He could feel the cat making its way down his body. His eyes widened in shock. Slowly, he began to realize that a cat could NOT be doing the things to him that were being done at the moment. Cautiously, he lifted the sheet to see chocolate and honey curls covering him; a long, beautiful body extending farther.
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Hermione kissed her way down his chest, wishing she hade toe to really appreciate his body. Maybe one day, she thought, as she wrapped her hand around his length. She grinned as she heard him grunt in approval.
Hermione teased him lightly, feeling his arousal grow in her hand. She licked small trails up his shaft, flicking her tongue across the head and blowing on it lightly. Finally, as Snape's breath became ragged, she lowered her mouth, taking him.
He bucked in response, and Hermione worked quick and hard. Using her hand to caress his balls, she could feel his release building. His breath came in short spurts as she swallowed as much of him as she could. His body tightened and he exploded in her mouth. Hermione drank his seed eagerly and until it as gone, and his body relaxed once more.
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