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C\'est Seulement Convoitise	By : thinkofme Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 2138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rachel�. Here goes! Lol. Thanks for being a good beta and
giving me something to do while you type up Hannibal.. XD

If someone had told him that morning that he would be in his
private quarters, unable to sleep at the twilight hour because his mind was being a swirling mass of
confusion, hate, lust and boyish longing while he thought over what one of his
brightest students had spat at him after a conversation that they had had after
her Potions period, he would have sneered at them as he looked down his nose
and declared that the person was mentally incapable of being anything but a
banana and should consider checking into St. Mungo�s immediately. And yet, here
he sat, long fingers delicately rubbing their pads over the crystal brandy
glass that was nestled between two of the fingers, the glass housing an
embossed pit viper snake; its body twisting around the short stem to encircle
once around the large bottom of the glass to end with its mouth open in a hiss.

Taking a generous sip, he swallowed some, reveling in the
feel of the sweet alcohol coating his throat as he did so, and kept some in his
mouth, his taste buds showing appreciation as the taste was indescribable.
Tracing the pad of his thumb over the snake�s body, he swallowed the rest of
the brandy and gazed into the flickering depths of the fire that was across the
width of the Persian rug that laid in front of him, the leather of the chair
humming as he slouched farther into it.

Her voice entered his mind, making his eyes close quickly,
squeezing shut softly before reopening them as his arm raised the edge of the
cup for him to drink again. He knew what he said was malicious and cruel, but
it was for her own good and she would thank him later for saving her from a
mistake that she would have most likely resented herself for making.

Raising his other hand to pinch the bridge of his nose as he
closed his eyes once again, her face entered his mind and he could see the
emotions clearly on her face, as if each emotion were tattooed to her forehead,
telling him that first she was shocked, then confused, followed by hurt
confusion, anger, and then to end it with a bang, heartbreak.

Three knocks came from his door and his hand left its spot
at between his eyes, giving him the right to look at the door with unblocked
view as his voice drifted from his box, �Come in.�

Blonde hair was seen a second later. Blonde hair that, like
his father�s, was almost white. But unlike his father�s, Draco decided not to
grow his hair out to past his shoulders, but rather left it at his cheekbones
to hang in his eyes; no doubt to give him the mysterious danger factor that so
many giddy girls looked for nowadays.

�Hello, Draco.� The boy bowed his head softly at the older
man and stepped inside, closing the large door with a boom before turning and
facing his Godfather, �Something I can help you with?� he asked.

�I believe so, yes. May I take a seat?� the boy asked,
motioning to the twin chair; equally dark and leathery, but never as
comfortable as its double. He sat after a nod and Severus watched him
carefully; watched as he relaxed into the seat and watch the fire, deciding his
mind.

His blue eyes that in the past would have been described as the
firmament�s blue now looked sapphire with just a hint of grey. They turned to
Severus and they sat there, the only sound being the snaps and occasional pops
from the fireplace with their breathing.

�Ah.� Severus finally said, breaking the eye contact to down
the rest of the brandy and set aside his glass next to the bottle and he sat
up, leaving the silence to blanket over their ears once again and leave the
only soundings to be the fire. Draco swallowed and finally Severus turned to
face him.

�I don�t like to see it, but what I had to say, I had to
say. There was no other choices.� To anyone that was listening, the message was
obviously cryptic, but Draco knew its meaning.

He had just come from the Head�s common room, where he had ever-so-softly
placed the girl that held his affections on the sofa and brushed a kiss to her
brow. Looking down at her face, he could still see where every tear of hers had
fallen, racing down her crimson cheeks and quickly kissed her eyelids,
symbolizing that he was kissing away her tears. She had come running to him
earlier that evening, crying, obviously not caring if she was inside the
Slytherin�s common room in the humid dungeons. She needed him at that moment
and didn�t care who was watching.

She hadn�t said the reason to why she was crying, but having
the same Potions class with her, he heard the same announcement for her to stay
after class to discuss something with the Professor. Only ten minutes after
they were dismissed, she had ran to him, holding onto him for dear life.

�Can I inquire as to what you said to her?� Draco asked,
leaning forward so that his elbows came to rest on his knees, hands clasped together
as his Potion�s Professor stood and took in a breath, turning to return the
glass and the bottle to their rightful places in the room.

He looked as if he weren�t going to answer, but finally his
voice floated to Draco�s ears, �I merely sneered at her for trying to take
Advanced Potions, Draco.�

"You know, every time you leered at me, I had known I
had done something to deserve it." Draco sent back and the older man
faltered slightly and Draco turned his neck to look at the man that had stopped
to look at him, �What did she do to deserve your criticisms?� he asked with a
glint of a glare in his facial features that reflected strongly in his eyes.

�What makes you think that I need a reason, Draco?� he
sneered and continued on with his task at hand.

�All I know, Severus,�
Draco stood from the chair and glared at the back of his Godfather�s greasy
head, �is that I don�t like it when my fianc� cries about how some old man,
past his prime, seems to think it acceptable to pick on his students and does
so to the smartest one he might ever meet that doesn�t deserve it�

Severus turned to send another sneer his way, but found the
room to be empty and his door standing open. Striding across the room, he
slammed his door and felt rage overcome his muscles. If it weren�t for his
choice, Draco�s marriage to the muggle-born would have been over before it even
started.

Feeling the cold hand of tears pressing on his chest, he
heaved himself into his leather chair again, hearing her voice again.

�I love him� but I
want you. I love you more.� They had
been sneaking around to have late-night rendezvous, and sometimes even a
snogging session at lunch, and with her confession, Severus had been ecstatic, feeling
a new rose of love blossom in his own heart. But she was betrothed to his late
blood brother�s son and the boy was crazy about her. So he did the only thing
that he could do: he broke the heart of the girl who held his affections.

He let out a wheezy breath as the images of her crying came
to his mind�s eye. He felt himself choke up when he had seen them in Draco�s
mind, using his skilled Legilimency to seek out what he wanted and knew that
her tears were because of him; because of what he had said.

�Hermione� we shag.
That�s the only thing that we do. As much as you want to believe that you love
me, it�s only lust. Don�t confuse the two because I haven�t and I know I don�t
love you. With your engagement being in the open now, I stress that we should desist
our agreement and continue on like nothing�s changed.�

She had only said one thing before she turned and raced out
of the room, tears already spilling onto her cheeks, �I�ve never understood heartbreak. Congratulations Professor, you�ve
finally introduced it to me.�

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Whew. That certainly was a challenge to write, Rach. Thanks! :D

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