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Strange Sixth Year	By : Seawitch Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 14600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Strange Sixth Year

Rating: M

Summary: Snape is slipped a lust potion and Hermione becomes
the object of his desire. Set during sixth year and hopefully more fleshed out.
Based on the Plot Bunny on WIKTT and not HBP compliant.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the Harry Potter Characters and I'm not making any money off of this story. J.K Rowling owns all the names except the Egyptian ones that she hasn't laid claim to.

Chapter 1: Strange Little Bottle

            Professor
Severus Snape was in a sour mood. His summons to the Dark Lord had left him
with a bad case of the shakes from the multiple times that the Dark Lord had
hit him with the Cruciatus Curse. He went to the Hospital Wing so that Madam
Pomfrey could give him several potions for his injuries and then it would be
off to see Dumbledore and report to him what the Dark Lord had told him.

   “Wait here,
Severus, and I’ll get them for you,” Madam Pomfrey told him and then left to
get them, “And while you’re waiting lay down so that you don’t have a spell and
fall off the bed.”

   “Don’t tell me what to do, woman,” Snape
snarled at her, shooting daggers at her as well.

   “Fine, fall over,”
Madam Pomfrey told him and then left to get the potions.

            While he
waited he closed his eyes as another wave of pain went through him. He hated
the Cruciatus Curse with a passion and wouldn’t wish it on anyone. When Madam
Pomfrey returned she handed him the potions and he drank each one of them. The
pain disappeared and Snape left the Hospital Wing.

            As he
walked, the corridors silent, he wondered how Dumbledore was going to keep the
attack on the Burrow from happening. He knew the Dark Lord suspected that he
had told Dumbledore of several attacks but thankfully his shields had held and
the Dark Lord hadn’t found out anything. He turned the corner that led him to
the corridor that had the huge phoenix when he saw the Granger girl leaving,
her Prefect badge flashing in the torchlight.

He stopped and eyed Granger and felt a
sudden warmth go through him. Granger stopped and gave him a solemn
look. He licked his lips, feeling his mouth suddenly going dry.

   “Sir, are you
alright?” Granger asked.

   “Oh I’m very fine,”
Snape purred, putting a finger under her chin. “Why don’t we return to my
quarters and I can make you feel very fine as well.”

Granger went white and backed away.

   “Professor, I’ll
forget you just said that and let you return to whatever you were doing,” she
hissed at him, her tone colder then ice.

Snape smirked at her and then he backed away.

   “Get out of my way,
Granger,” Snape snarled and then hurried down the corridor towards the phoenix
and leaving a very confused Perfect.

            Snape knew
that Dumbledore was waiting on him when he opened the door. Dumbledore was busy
filing papers and looked up when Snape entered. Snape closed the door and
walked over to the Headmaster’s desk, settling in one of the two chairs. He was
still confused at what he had done outside with Granger and he hoped that it was
a passing thing, like being friendly with Potter or giving points to
Longbottom.

   “What’s our dear
Tom Riddle having planned tonight?” Dumbledore asked.

   “He plans on
attacking the Burrow during the Christmas Holiday’s,” Snape reported. “He
believes that by capturing or killing the Weasley’s that he’ll bring a blow to
Potter.”

Dumbledore put his paper down and sighed. “That leaves us
three months before the Weasley’s return to the Burrow. I’ll have a talk with
Harry and ask him if he’s planning on spending the winter holiday’s there.”

   “Sir, I have
something to report,” Snape said, suddenly.

   “What is it,
Severus?” Dumbledore asked.

   “I had a strange
encounter with Miss Granger,” Snape told him.

Dumbledore looked at him. “What kind of strange encounter?”

   “Well I was coming
up to report to you what the Dark Lord was planning and I saw Granger coming
out of your office and I had this sudden desire to take her down to my
quarters. If Granger has been stealing from my stores, again, while I was gone
and brewed some lust potion to give to her stupid dumb dunderhead friend
Weasley then I’ll personally make sure that her Prefect badge is taken and she’s
expelled,” Snape hissed in outrage.

   “I’m-,” Dumbledore
was cut off by a frantic knock on the door. “Enter.”

The door opened and Madam Pomfrey came rushing in.

   “Headmaster,” she
said, “Severus has ingested a lust potion!”

Snape groaned.

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            Hermione
entered the Gryffindor Common Room to find Harry and Ron working on their
homework in Potions. She still couldn’t get over the fact that Professor Snape
had wanted to take her down to his quarters and it didn’t take much thinking on
her part to know exactly what he would have done with her. It made her shiver
in delight at the thought of him acting taking her.

            Hermione
had fallen in-love with Snape at the end of last year when everyone, including
Snape, had celebrated the downfall of Umbridge. She had been heading down to
the Great Hall to enjoy the party and ran right into Snape. Her heart had
started to pound in her chest and suddenly she wanted to take him somewhere and
let him have her. She thought she was a freak of some kind, wanting her Potions
Master, but then her mum confessed that she had a teenage crush and later love
on her Professor, Hermione’s father, and had ended up marrying him.

   “Don’t worry about
us being upset,” she said. “If this Snape man is destined to be with you then
he’ll be with you.”

Hermione hoped that she was right.

            Now he had
said the very words that Hermione had wanted to hear but deep down her logical mind
told her that something wasn’t right about how Snape had acted. Either he was
under the affects of a lust potion or he was being controlled. Gods, I hope
not, Hermione thought.

   “Hay, Hermione,”
yelled Harry. “Can you help us with our Potions work?”

   “Do it yourself,”
Hermione snapped and hurried off to bed.

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   “Are you sure,
Poppy?” Dumbledore asked.

   “Yes,” Madam
Pomfrey answered, looking upset and worried. “It’s a lust potion and it was
created to the Weasley twins.”

She showed them the bottom of the bottle, which had the
Weasley twin’s business logo on it.

   “Severus, you need
to stay in your rooms,” Dumbledore told him. “You’ve already seen Miss Granger
and, until an antidote is brewed, I can’t have you around in the general
population while you’re under the affect of the potion.”

   “Yes, Headmaster,”
Snape said, his mind already working out how he could get near her without the
Headmaster finding out.

   “I’ll have Minerva
go and pay the Weasley twins a visit,” Dumbledore went on. “We need to find out
a few things about the potion that was brewed.”

He then dismissed everyone and was left alone with his
thoughts.

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A/N: Oh boy the Weasley twins are in trouble and their
supposed to be former Gryffindors. Next up: More trouble and some Minerva
payback.
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