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The Reluctant Highlander	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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********DISCLAIMER*********None of this is mine, yadda yadda
yadda�.

A/N: I have certainly
learned my lesson � never try to juggle two stories at once, not even when you
are halfway through one and a challenge pops up that is just sooo tempting that
you absolutely have to accept it.
Consider my wrist slapped�

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The door to Laird Raven Douglas� bedchamber flew open and
hit the wall with such force, the resulting bang echoed all down the stairwell
and sent many an eavesdropping maid into fits of startlement. The entwined couple crashed onto the
mattress, launching pillows into the air with spectacular effect and would have
convinced any onlookers, were they brave enough to risk Severus Snape�s
displeasure, that they were witnessing the mating of an octopus � arms and legs
were everywhere.

Hermione wound her fingers into her professor�s long black
hair and let her tongue twine with his, breathing hard and trying desperately
to remember whether or not she was wearing granny panties�then remembered that,
if she really had been, they were
most likely underneath the table in the dining hall. What a
thing to think of at a time like this, she thought, lightheaded with the
lust rampaging through her veins. When
he meant �physical conversation,� he hadn�t been joking � they were certainly
having quite the summit meeting. He
ground his hips against hers and she gasped, letting her legs fall open enough
for him to gain the angle he was seeking.
She reached down between their bodies and fumbled at the front of the
leather �trews� he was wearing, breaking the kiss with an oath. �Why
couldn�t you be wearing the kilt?� The laces holding them closed suddenly got a
knot and she swore again. �Severus!� she wailed. She couldn�t wait another second; the hell
with any foreplay, she wanted him NOW.

Severus rolled off of her and onto his back to try his hand
at unlacing the trews � losing patience, he reached for the small knife beside
the bed and carefully sliced the laces.
Stripping off the linen shirt hurriedly, he was almost knocked down by
the small witch as she launched herself at him to pull off his trousers. He reached around her to slice the ribbons
holding her gown closed, his eyes almost rolling up in his head as she
succeeded in removing his trousers and taking him in her mouth. �Huh�Huh�Hermione, d-don�t do that�.. t-t-take
off your gown,� he ordered weakly. He
wanted to be inside her when he came for the first time, and the next, and the
next�

Hermione wriggled out of the dress impatiently, and Severus
claimed her mouth again, pressing against her.
This time, nothing short of an apocalypse was going to disturb them, she
thought. The feel of his throbbing organ
tight against her stomach made her feel faint with longing; she needed to have
him inside her before she went insane, and told him so when they gasped for
air. He kneed her thighs apart wider and
trailed kisses paired with sensuous licks down the side of her neck to her breasts
as he grasped the base of his shaft and began to rub the head of his cock
against her wetness, gliding it over her clitoris. He growled her name as he took her hands and
pressed them over her head, holding them there with one hand and positioning himself
against her with the other. �Please,�
she begged, her hips bucking wildly. He
smiled and began to push into her slowly and it was uncomfortable at first, but
her body began to accommodate his more-than-generous size and she moaned with
abandon as he slid in and out of her pussy.

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His eyes were closed, his face pressed into her neck as he
thrust. She ran her hands down his sides
to his muscular buttocks, attempting to push him into her faster. He resisted her efforts, still moving
oh-so-slowly, determined to draw out their pleasure as long as he could. She contracted around him and he groaned,
thrusting harder. Hermione squealed in
reaction, saying his name in such a way that he could have cum from that alone
� a Gryffindor, and begging for him�that was certainly something he�d never
think would be possible. She was so
tight, so wet, so�.perfect � raising himself onto his arms, he looked down at
her writhing beneath him, still calling out to him in that sweet voice. Hermione looked back up at him with liquid
brown eyes and said three words he thought he�d never hear a witch say to him.

�I love you,� she moaned softly.

That statement swiftly undermined his control and he pulled
her legs up over his shoulders to shove his cock into her hard and fast. She
buckled underneath him, screaming his name wildly and actually demanding that
he fuck her harder. The bed shook as he
obeyed, the creaking of the wood drowned out by Hermione�s deafening keen of
pleasure � her pussy contracted around his cock, milking him with each shudder,
and he gave in to the urge to lose himself in her body. Grasping her hips and keeping her tight
against him, he slammed into her and raised her small form up from the blankets
with the force of his release.
�Hermione,� he howled, spurting into her with all the pent-up fury of a
volcano. She emitted soft, wild cries as
he continued to empty his loins deep inside her. �Hermione,� he rasped. He spasmed a final time and lowered himself
on shaking arms to the mattress beside her, his heart slamming against his
ribs. �Hermione,� he whispered, feeling
her arms come up to encircle him. �I
love you.� Now, that wasn�t so bad after all�was it? The look on her face made up for each
humiliation, each slight, each frustration that he had suffered in this ungodly
place, making him realize that he didn�t want to return to Hogwarts at all �
he�d much rather stay here, with her.

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Tears filled her eyes as his whispered words rolled through
her, a wave of emotion breaking at the walls of her heart. �Severus,� she began but stopped suddenly,
eyes widening as she felt, impossibly, him stirring anew inside her. �Already?�

He shifted inside her, making her gasp. �It�s�been awhile. Of course, if you�d rather not�?� she shook her head hastily � discussions
about their declarations of love could wait awhile�they weren�t going anywhere
for quite some time. �I didn�t think so
� and you have much to make up for, Gryffindor witch,� he purred.

Hermione shivered in response, gasping again as he slid out
of her and flipped her onto her stomach.
She cried out as she felt the tip of his phallus nudge inside her � it
was going to be a long, long night�and she was going to love every second of
it.

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Hogwarts Castle

Albus Dumbledore slipped a sheaf of parchment over The Book
just as his Transfiguration professor entered the room. �Albus, I simply must speak with you! We have
to find a way to get them out of that novel�.shameful lasciviousness to the
highest degree is happening in those pages, perhaps even as we speak�!�
She glanced around the room surreptitiously to see where he had put the
book in question. �Perhaps it would be
best if I monitored it for a while?�

Albus hid a smile in his beard. He had been walking to Minerva�s classroom to
retrieve The Book (the name Harry and Ron had given it had stuck) when he was
almost run over by the flustered librarian, who was reading and walking at the
same time. He hadn�t needed Legilimency
to know what was occurring in the pages, and had felt obliged to confiscate the
tome immediately. After glancing at the
paragraphs concerning the scenario in the dining hall, he had resolutely shut
The Book and was trying very hard not to crack it open and see what was
happening. Although he was Headmaster
and Severus as well as Hermione was in his charge, he felt as if he couldn�t
breach their confidence. It would be
terribly wrong, and embarrassing for all parties involved. He resolutely popped a lemon drop into his
mouth, trying to ignore the tiny voice that insisted that it would only be
embarrassing if the couple concerned actually found out about his snooping.

Minerva scooted closer.
�Albus,� she said sweetly, �I won�t tell if you won�t.�

His eyes began to twinkle.
�Well then, let�s not waste any more time�if all else fails, we can
Obliviate each other right before Severus and Hermione get back.� He whisked the parchment off of The Book and
opened it, Minerva crowding closer so she could read over his shoulder.

Silence reigned as the two professors caught up on things.

Silence almost
reigned.

�Oh.�

�Oh!�

�Well.�

�Hmmm.�

�My stars and spangles!�

�Tea and crumpets,
that�s quite something!�

�Hasn�t changed a bit�.�

The Book fell to the desk with a thud, and Albus turned
slowly to look at the Head of Gryffindor House incredulously. �Pardon me?� he said politely.

Minerva turned pink.
�Nothing.�

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Dawn broke over the Highlands
in a profusion of lavenders, pinks, and blues touched with gold. Birds sang cheerfully, children shouted and
played, and the sounds of everyday life began to fill the air. In a chamber high in one of the towers of Keltar Castle,
a young woman opened her eyes and stretched as she remembered the glorious
pleasure of the previous evening. Her
lover stirred slightly, unconsciously burrowing deeper under the blankets as an
early morning breeze ruffled his hair and she smiled.

�Severus. Are you
awake?� she whispered.

�No,� came the grunt from beneath a pillow.

Hermione laughed and slipped out of the bed to fetch the
tray of food from beside the door. �Do
you want some food then, if you�re still asleep?� She placed the tray on a section of the bed
not currently occupied by Potions Master and began to eat as the mound of
blankets stirred to reveal tousled black hair and dark eyes watching her. She held out a piece of fruit to him, but he
shook his head.

�No, you go ahead.�
He sat up against the headboard and pulled a sheet around him, watching
her. Seeing his readiness for her
revealed when he re-adjusted the linen slightly, she gulped down her breakfast
just as he reached for her. �Morning,�
he leered, catching her hand and guiding it beneath the blankets. She curled her fingers around his erect
length and began to stroke him slowly in the way she found that he liked best;
he had ample time last night to show her the things he preferred, as well as
thoroughly �questioning� her about her preferences. She had found it a most novel experience, a
wizard who actually cared if she came or not.
Severus made a low sound in the back of his throat, arching his back as
she began to pump him in earnest.

Hermione felt his hand sliding between her thighs, his
fingers rubbing along her slit until she was crying with pleasure as she worked
him with her fist. When she was wet
enough for him to flick her clit lightly, she screamed his name and rubbed her
index finger along the tip of his penis, swirling the pre-cum around and under
his glans where he was the most sensitive.
He cried out and she felt his stomach muscles contracting from where he
was pressed against her � he was close, but had assured her last night that a
gentleman never came first (it had made her laugh, until she realized that he
had really meant it). She writhed
against Severus as the pleasure built steadily and she exploded in a burst of
sensation, faintly aware of him moaning in release as she thrashed and called
out to him. They lay tangled together as
their breathing slowly returned to normal and she smiled sleepily at being
nuzzled by the dreaded Potions Master. If anyone else knew what had been
happening in this bedchamber, the House of Slytherin might never recover from
it. She knew Severus definitely
wouldn�t�he�d have all the seventh year girls from each House pounding on his
door for their turn.

Severus snorted with laughter as she relayed this to him and
turned on his stomach, lying on one arm and trailing the fingers of his other
hand across her stomach. He was curious
about something but wasn�t sure that she wouldn�t get upset if he actually
asked her. �Hermione,� he began slowly
as he hit upon the way to do it.

She stretched, cat-like, and tugged the blankets up to cover
them. �Hmmm?�

�Who taught you that particular wrist�motion? You do realize that I�ll have to send him a
letter of gratitude,� he said slyly, and waited.

Hermione giggled.
�You mean, you want to know who my first was?�

�If you don�t want to tell me, that�s fine�but if his last
name begins with either a �P� or �W,� I�ll cast the Killing Curse on myself -
and then on you, for being Unforgivably stupid.� Severus stilled his hand on her skin. �Please don�t tell me it was Flitwick.�

She threw a pillow at him.
�No! It was Hagrid,� she teased
just to see his eyes widen. �If you must
know, it was Viktor Krum.� He pulled her
closer and kissed her temple.

�Must have been a right sorry wanker between the sheets � I
noticed how�skittish�you were during certain activities.� Severus nuzzled her neck and slid his hands
over her body again, alerting her of his readiness to continue.

�Severus.�

�Hunh?� He nibbled on
the skin of her shoulder and returned to suck on her neck gently.

�So who was yours?
Your first, I mean.�

He stilled immediately, face still buried in her hair. �You don�t really want to know.� Attempting to divert her by caressing her
breasts, he sighed when she pushed him off of her and sat up to look down on
him.

�Why won�t you tell me?�

�You might not appreciate the answer. Come back here,� he coaxed.

�Tell. Me. Now.�

�It�s been so long now, I�ve forgotten really�� he sighed as
she crossed her arms. �There was Ogden�s involved, and I
was young as well as impressionable. And
she looked much different then.�

�WHO looked different?
Is this someone I know? When was
this?� She snorted at the idea of
Severus Snape ever being �impressionable,� but was dying of curiosity.

He took a deep breath.
�In my sixth year, I had detention with my Transfiguration teacher. And it all went downhill from there.�

Hermione�s eyes threatened to pop from their sockets. �Transfi-ohmigod, McGONAGALL????????�

He hauled the blankets up around him, looking extremely
uncomfortable. �I said there was a
bottle of Ogden�s
laying around,� he said defensively.

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Hogwarts Castle

Dumbledore turned to Minerva slowly, agape. �Minnie!�

Professor Minerva McGonagall gave Albus her best
�Bambi-eyes� to date. �What?�

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