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Void	By : katiecld Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 21190 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter List
- 1-Empty
- 2-Sear
- 3-Try
- 4-Hold
- 5-Stay
- 6-Start
- 7-Fun
- 8-Dark
- 9-Work
- 10-Ceremony
- 11-Comfort
- 12-Class
- 13-Wrath
- 14-Hate
- 15-Over
- 16-Kiss
- 17-Say
- 18-Mine
- 9
- 10
- 11
Seven o'clock came around in what felt like minutes. My alarm rang from the other side of the room, sounding as though it was hidden under something. From what I could tell I hadn't moved all night, I was still atop the covers in the same position, all that had changed was that my shoes had somehow come off and sat on the floor neatly by the bed. When I sat, I found my fat orange cat sprawled out on top of the loud device, I laughed. I wandered out of the room quickly and walked into the kitchen, lazily rubbing my eyes. As I did my stomach rumbled strongly and I realised I hadn't eaten anything after lunch yesterday. It took me a few moments to realise the light was on and Snape was sat at the table reading a book. I jumped.
“Sorry to interrupt.” I worded, sounding groggy. It took me another few moments longer to realise he was sat with a plate of toast and scrambled eggs, he'd also served a plate for me. I stared wide eyed at it when my stomach growled again. Snape glanced from his book and nodded at me before going back to reading. I sat and we ate in silence.
“Would you like to shower first?” I asked quietly after eating as much as I could, not wanting to disturb him. Snape was pulled from his own world at my voice and looked around his book at me, then up at the wall clock.
“Yes I will.” He got up with his book and curtly left. I scratched my head and wiped more sleep from my eyes. Taking in my surroundings I decided it best to clean up seeing as he did make me breakfast. I got up with the dishes, discarding uneaten food and washed them. I heard him emerge from the shower just as I finished, he made his way to his room and I made mine to the bathroom.
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Most of my day was spent silently following the potions master around like a lost puppy. He'd give me orders and I complied as we both waited for the Hogwarts Train to arrive with the mass of students. We'd managed everything eventually. All the teachers had put together a giant roster for every year and Snape gave me basic instructions on how to handle the pupils, he also gave me full rein on punishment duties. He informed me though that whatever detentions I was to dish out I would have to be the one to carry it through in my leisure time, which I wouldn't have a lot of in the first place. On the rather amusing side though, I had the power to revoke and give house points, as an apprentice I could only give and take a maximum of fifteen points from each house per day instead of the usual fifty from all the other staff, but it was a powerful feeling. He'd trusted me that I wouldn't be biased and constantly revoke for no logical reason. Every detention I gave or point I took from any house I would have to send him paperwork with my reasoning after that class so it had to be valid.
“Your apprentice related jobs will start tomorrow along with regular classes is this understood?” I nodded at his words, paying full attention. “We must ready for the Starting Ceremony in the Great Hall. I will meet you here in thirty minutes and I will escort you.” He finished and left for his chambers. The idea of getting walked to the Hall with him was a weird one but it made sense. I hurried for my room and kicked off my casual day clothes. This morning I had wanted to keep my uniform clean so decided that I'd do all our potentially messy ending tasks with jeans and a jumper.
“Miss Granger, your familiar is causing me grief, can you not control him?” Snape's voice came into my room, I froze. I was still wearing jeans so I supposed that was a good thing. No shirt or bra though. I pulled my jumper to my chest as I turned around and found him stood in my door, scowl in place and holding onto the fat fur ball. He was looking right at me but didn't seem to care that I was half naked. I also noticed he was shirtless, his trousers were undone and the fly was zipped down. They hung low on his hips and I stared at the trail of hair that disappeared there. “He just tried to trip me.” He added.
“Oh Professor, you misunderstand, he wasn't trying to annoy you, he was merely attempting assassination.” I smirked when I finally peeled my eyes from his belly button. His eyebrow cocked, his annoyance getting replaced with slight amusement. “Don't worry, it means he likes you.” I finished with a grin, my sudden humour must have taken him off guard because he raised both eyebrows, a small smile threatening the corners of his lips. I tucked the jumper covering my chest under both of my armpits and walked over to him, taking the ginger creature from him. As I did, the jumper fell from my chest but I clutched the cat to me instead. I brushed the felines ginger fur from Severus's bare torso, not really noticing the familiar gesture until he tensed after a few seconds and I snapped my hand back. Turning, I plopped Crookshanks on my bed. “Sorry about him, I'll try and stop him entering your unmentionable hallway of doom.” I giggled to myself. I didn't even know why I felt so happy in that moment. Maybe I was just excited about the term that was about to start.
“Please do. I'd hate to croak it and cause everyone so much elation...” He said behind me. I turned my head, not wanting to expose my bare chest. Was that humour? From the stoic professor? I smiled in disbelief.
“Of course not sir, I'd be dreading the day your ghost showed up and discovered that people were smiling in your classroom.” I retorted cheekily. “I'll be damned if I have to deal with your mood that I'm sure will be like being plagued with the ghost of a chronically depressed lemming.” And with that was a laugh, it was an actual laugh. It sounded like music to my ears as I watched his slight chortle. When he stopped, amusement was etched into all of his features, even his stance was relaxed. I turned arms folded and stared at him, smiling. After a few seconds his gaze moved from my face to my throat and collar bone, down further to my crossed arms and down my stomach. His attention was heavy, seemingly taking in every detail. The amusement slowly faded from him when his eyes snapped back up to my face.
“Fifteen minutes.” He ordered and left. What was that? Did he check me out or? I sighed.
“Crooks, stop annoying the man will you? I have to live with him.” I poked the cats nose and he meowed with annoyance. I knew that I'd probably never get him to laugh again, it was a rich sound that I wished I could hear more of. I turned to the door, it was wide open. Surprising myself when I realised that I didn't care and continued to undo my jeans, tugging them down. In that moment I noticed my underwear was damp, and it wasn't from sweat. “Uuuh..” I wondered when the hell that happened. Kicking off my undies too, I rifled for a new pair in a bag on my bed. Then I heard a door closing in the distance and movement. I continued to rummage through my bag, naked and with my back to the open door. The footsteps stopped nearby. When I found a nice pair of panties I bent slightly and slipped them up my legs, not long following with a bra. They were both black lace to go with my uniform. I reached for my tight trousers and pulled them on, doing a little bounce around to get them past my hips. After pulling my shirt over my shoulders and doing up a few buttons I reached for my tie and hung it loosely over my shoulders. I turned to find Snape looking into my room holding my corset.
“I was just going to come look for that, Sir.” I motioned to him and the garment. I suspected he'd been stood there the whole time but didn't want to ask, my cheeks flushing slightly as I did up the remaining buttons on my shirt and cuffs. He entered the room and made his way towards me. The corset was undone at the front and he instantly wrapped it around my body, doing up the mass of buttons easily.
“Turn.” He made a little circular motion with his finger. I did as he ordered and turned my back to him. I expected all the strings to move in harmony, tightening me slowly and easily but instead, I felt his fingers lightly tug at all the bindings, pulling me in very gradually. I didn't question his manual choice, instead I leaned against the dresser and grunted as it got tighter and tighter, his gentle pulling becoming harder tugs as he went over the strings again and again, getting tighter and tighter. “How is that?” He asked finally. I was more than shocked at his question, he never usually asked. I flexed my body a little bit to test it out. Panting a little out of breath I noticed how it wasn't as tight as he usually put it.
“Tighter...” I panted. I hadn't meant for it to sound quite so erotic but it did. I felt his fingers yank the strings again, after a few minutes he stopped and waited for me to comment. I just nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I was stood by my shoes so I looked down and slipped them on, as I did I saw his hands reach towards my throat. My body automatically tensed up and I froze, only relaxing when I realised he was doing up my tie. The familiarity between us should have been unnerving but it wasn't.
“Put your hair up, you look like you've stuck your finger in a socket.” He muttered after my tie was put in place. Turning to a mirror I could see what he meant. I spent a few minutes sorting it with much care, leaving a few curls to fall around my face. Snape nodded his approval and gestured to the door. “Lets go.”
We walked to the great hall, the route we took was one I'd never been before. I realised then why he'd insisted on taking me. I'm sure we were going to end up through the doors near the staff table instead of going through the main entrance. As we reached that very door I simply stared at it, my nerves coming out of no where and taking me off guard. I suddenly realised that I was going to be in front of hundreds of pupils and that in it self was scary enough to make me want to run and hide. Snape noticed my stance as he reached for the door handle. He gave me a once over and then smirked a little.
“You drop out of school to chase down the dark lord himself and you can't handle a room full of students?” He cocked his eyebrow at me. My face flushed and I scowled at him.
“I'm not scared of anything.” I huffed and straightened up before pushing past him and through the door. Once through I froze again at the mass of people. After a few moments I felt Severus's hands on my hips, urging me forward. He didn't let me go until we arrived at our seats, mine was next to his. We sat, Snape to my left. To my right was an empty chair, but to the right of that was Draco at the end. He leaned over the empty seat towards me.
“Kinda daunting huh?” He whispered and pointed his thumb towards the loudly talking student body. I looked at them and then back at his face and leant in towards him.
“No shit, I'm bricking it.” I admitted and giggled, he joined me.
“Hey where did you go last night? We waited but..”
“Yeah sorry about that, I did my job wrong and Snape forced me to stay and re do the whole thing, wouldn't even let me come tell you either.” I decided to leave out the part where I somehow got let off and went to bed.
“What a dried up toad.” He whispered and after a minute of silence we both erupted into childish giggles. I jumped when a hand touched my shoulder.
“Neville!” I whispered cheerfully.
“You guys are making out on my seat.” He winked and we both leant back into out chairs to let him sit down. Just as we were all about to engage in conversation, McGonagall's voice boomed throughout the room. My head snapped up and saw her stood in front of the small podium.
“Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Everyone please quiet down as we greet our newest students.” She waved her hands and the big great hall doors opened and in spewed the new first years.
We all watched in interested silence as the sorting hat separated the tiny group. Every so often everyone would erupt in applause. I tried to concentrate but the only thing I noticed was how everyone was staring in my direction. At first I thought they were staring at me but that was when I heard some of the Slytherin students snide about Snape. I looked at Neville and Draco, they were intent on the sorting hat, I also spared a glance at Severus who also seemed engaged it it. However I knew by the minute change in the set of his jaw that he had heard them too. No one else would have noticed but over the last few days it seemed I'd learned more about him than I thought. Staring at him I listened to the ones who mocked him, my anger started to rise and the urge to take millions of house points from them before the term even started was taking over. The more I looked, the more I noticed from the other house tables who were looking and whispering. Granted, some where actually looking at me, perhaps even Neville and Draco but the majority of eyes were on the Master of Potions. Everyone started clapping and I was broken out of my daze.
“Congratulations to the new additions to each house!” Minerva started to clap, causing a small applause.
“We also start this year with a collection of new staff.” She started.
“Lets all put our hands together to our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Oliver Mark and his personal assistant Mister Draco Malfoy.” She waved at the two, Professor Mark stood along with Malfoy on the other end of the table and bowed slightly before sitting back down.
“A Mister Neville Longbottom will be our new Apprentice to Herbology with Professor Sprout.” Neville got up bashfully after she urged him to his feet. He also bowed and sat back down.
“Lastly we have the lovely Miss Hermione Granger as Professor Snape's personal apprentice for Potions class.” When McGonagall waved I stood, but there was no applause for me. The hall erupted in a chorus of hushed whispers. The only claps coming from various staff.
“Better watch your pretty face Mudblood, he'll kill you when you're not looking.” Came a yell from one of the class tables. Part of me wanted to blame a Slytherin but from what I could tell, it could have been anyone. I fought against the urge to bite back. I was a teacher now, I had to learn my place and keep my cool. To my surprise I was angry, but not for them calling me a mudblood, but for actually insulting Hogwarts silent hero. I was surprised not only at that, but at my unwillingness to shy away from everyone for what he said. I had no urge to sink away or blush. He was an idiot child who had no idea what sacrifice or honour was therefore he wasn't worth feeling bad over. Minerva told the boy, whose name was Peter Perkins, that he would be serving the next four weeks in detention for his foul language and behaviour. I sat.
“I expect you all to treat the new staff with as much respect as everyone else, regardless of their age or celebrity.” The last word she said with humour and the hall sniggered, everyone in the room looked at me. Now I wanted to sink away.
After the pre-school year announcement ended we all sat for the feast. To my left all I could feel was pure tension from Snape, when I kept looking I saw his normal cool, calm expression as he ate but my body screamed different. Neville and Draco were talking away, they kept trying to include me but my attention was elsewhere and they could tell. They kept asking if I needed anything but after an acceptable amount of time I just said I had a headache and that I would leave soon. As I did, Severus got up calmly, bowed at the headmistress and swiftly left through the door behind me. After a minute I also excused myself.
“Hermione, don't let that fag get to you.” Came Nevilles voice, he'd gripped my wrist.
“Yeah Granger. You're more pure blooded than me.” Draco added. I snorted at the prospect of him saying that and he knew why. Shame clouded his face and I nudged him in the shoulder light heartedly.
“Thanks Malfoy, that means a lot coming from you. If I can change your mind I must be pretty cool.” I winked in hopes that he'd know that I really was okay. “Thanks Neville, I won't. It's just been a long day.” I must have convinced them because they both nodded. “You guys have fun.” I grinned then left them to it.
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Here is the next installment. They're slow but still going. Really hope it#s not boring though a big leap will be happening in the coming chapter!
Enjoy.
GW~
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