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Evil Personified	By : snapesflower Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 13704 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-One
- 3-Two
- 4-Three
- 5-Four
- 6-Five
- 7-Six
- 8-Seven
- 9-Eight
- 10-Nine
- 11-Ten
- 10
- 11
Authors babble:
First, sorry it took so long to get chapter ten written. I want all the readers to know how very much I have appreciated your support and the great reviews. However, as some of you may have noticed, I have removed all of my fics from AFFNET except for this one. I will no longer post here after this one is completed. If you wish to read any of the older material, you can find it at whispers.
Tina
*standard disclaimer: They're not mine, I only borrow them.*

Ten

Hermione slowly came awake, feeling rested and relaxed. She was lying on her stomach, her gown twisted about her waist. She felt so languid that she nearly purred.

Oh my God. Severus!

She sat up quickly, feeling her cheeks flame as last nights' memories came flooding back. He'd touched her. Intimately. Her nipples tightened at the very thought.

On shaky legs, she went to the bathroom to relieve herself and shower. The hot water did little to erase the touch of his fingers on her. Drying off, she glanced at the clock on her nightstand. The hands stood at "nearly time for work". How she was going to face Severus she didn't know. The last thing that she had expected was for him to touch her as he had. She'd come to orgasm under his skillful fingers, her body longing for him to thrust himself inside of it.

Severus himself had awoken feeling snarky and evil. His anger had gotten the best of him the night before and he'd fondled Hermione before he could think better of it. He'd relished sucking her juices off his fingers and wanted to bury his face between her thighs to lick her pussy clean. He'd made her come so hard that she'd fallen fast asleep. It had taken all of his will to return to his rooms where he'd paced the floor like a caged beast, growling because she'd managed to awaken slumbering desires that he'd rather forget.

He was curious as to whether she would have the cheek to face him at breakfast. He was in his place early and eating oatmeal when Hermione arrived, freshly scrubbed and blushing.

"Good morning, Hermione," Minerva said with a smile.

"Good morning, Professor," Hermione replied absently.

"Minerva," Minerva reminded her.

"Oh? Sorry," Hermione could feel Severus' black eyes on her.

"Are you all right this morning, my dear? You seem a bit out of sorts."

"I'm fine, Minerva. It's just that my mind is occupied elsewhere."

"Good morning, Miss Granger," the silky voice purred into her ear. Her breasts swelled at the sound and she choked in air.

"Good morning, Professor." She looked in his direction but her eyes did not meet his.

A sly smile spread over his face.

"I trust you slept well."

"Yes, I did." He noted that her hands shook slightly as she buttered her toast.

"As did I," he replied. "I had a most delicious repast before bed."

Hermione was so startled at his words that she looked at him directly. His eyes sparkled with a dare. She couldn't help the color that flooded her face. A satisfied smirk made her redden even more.

She ignored the smirk and forced down toast with tea. Butter coated her fingers and she licked it off only to notice that he watched her.

Be careful what you wish for. You may just get it.

The saying echoed in her ears as she hastily wiped her fingers on her napkin and got up.

"Hurrying off so soon, Miss Granger?" Severus followed her out the door.

"You know very well that we have a lot of work to do, Professor."

"Surely you're not embarrassed over what we shared last evening."

"We had an argument."

"And you came all over my fingers."

Hermione halted with her hand on the door to the potions lab.

"Must you remind me?"

"I like the taste of your come," he rasped in her ear as she opened the door.

Severus wasn't entirely sure why he was picking at her, but he was enjoying her reactions. She looked perfectly horrified at the idea of him eating her come. Inwardly, he chuckled, imagining her reaction if she knew he had thought about putting his mouth on her crotch instead of his fingers.

He wasn't entirely convinced that she wasn't a child anymore, but her reaction to him the previous night had made him wonder.

She pointedly ignored him as she went to work. In reality there wasn't much work to do since they'd completed most of the potions needed for the infirmary. Severus noticed that Hermione kept busy regardless, chopping and mincing new stores for the storage room.

Hermione was thinking to herself that she'd wanted his attention, and now she seemed to have it. He was watching her with shuttered eyes, ostensibly working on private projects. She had mixed feelings. She wanted him, would hex Valencia into oblivion if she dared try to take him from her, yet she was a little frightened of the passion she had tasted.

She'd always been a solitary child, and therefore was not used to sharing intimacy with anyone else. She was still blushing with mortification over the idea that Severus had not only seen but also played with her wet core.

She breathed a sigh of relief when he went into his private office, leaving her to her mincing. It didn't take long for her to become so involved in what she was doing that she didn't notice his return.

"Would you care for an early lunch, Miss Granger?" he purred in her ear so closely that the heat from his mouth flowed over her and made goose pimples rise on her skin.

She turned quickly, dropping the knife and finding herself almost pinned against the worktable.

"You're hungry already?" Hermione managed to squeak out.

His eyes deliberately went to her cleavage that was covered by her white blouse.

"A little snack would not hurt," he said smoothly.

Snack? Given the look in his eyes he was not thinking about food.

"Thank you Professor, but I find I am not hungry."

"But I am," he replied, one hand coming up to caress her shoulder.

Quit playing with the child, Severus, he scolded himself. You are frightening her. Behave yourself.

His evil self ignored what good he had left, enjoying the sexual overtones.

"Severus, there you are," Albus said from the doorway. Severus dropped his hand, fighting the urge to glare at Albus. "I have the time now to speak with you where we can discuss your lesson plans for the upcoming year. Once we get this settled, I believe that you may have your leisure for the rest of the summer."

"But Sir," Hermione said, looking concerned, "I thought I was to apprentice all summer."

"And so you are. I will expect Severus to supervise the list of tasks that Minerva and I have devised for you. I simply mean that no other school duties will be required until one week before term. And do refer to me as Albus."

"I have no desire to vacation, Albus," Severus said, glancing at Hermione.

"We both know that you refuse to take a vacation. However, since Hermione is your responsibility, you may spend your time with her if you like. I know that there is much you can teach her."

Oh yes, Albus. There really is much I could teach her, and I still may do just that.

"As you wish," Severus replied.

"Now if you will excuse us, Hermione, I must interrupt your instruction and get this business of lesson plans finished."

"Certainly, Albus," Hermione said with relief. She needed time to think.

~*~

Albus had felt the tension between Severus and Hermione but he was smart enough not to question Severus about it. Mixing the two of them together was like putting fire with ice. He had enough confidence in Hermione to know that she was more than capable of holding her own with the snarky potions master.

He sat at his desk after the meeting with Severus, a slight grin on his face as he rambled in his desk drawer for the lemon drops he had stashed there. Idly he popped one into his mouth, thinking that maybe Severus might actually have feelings for the young woman in his charge.

"Doubtful," he murmured aloud. Severus was too stubborn and unlikely to change for anyone.

"What is?" Minerva said, coming in and sitting down the student registry that she'd been compiling annual letters for.

"Nothing to concern yourself with my dear," he replied placidly, shutting the desk drawer before Minerva found out he'd hidden a goodly supply of candy in there. She had been at him lately, stating that he ate too many sweets.

She looked suspiciously at Albus, certain he was hiding lemon drops again.

"Take those things out of your drawer. I told you about eating candy all the time."

Albus pointedly ignored her, choosing instead to change the subject.

"I have spoken with Severus and we have completed his lesson planning for next year. He has decided that he will spend half days with Hermione, taking her through not only the required duties of an apprentice, but also through some extremely advanced potions work."

Minerva looked up at him from where she had been busily shuffling parchments.

"Severus volunteered for this? I've known him to volunteer for very little. And considering the fact that Hermione is a Gryffindor....are you certain you heard him correctly?"

"Perfectly well, Minerva. It makes sense at any rate. You know that all he would do otherwise is sit in his rooms reading and drinking."

"Nasty habit, that."

"At least he gave up all of his other Death Eater habits. We can be thankful for that."

~*~

If Severus could have heard Albus, he would have laughed, as he had no intentions of giving up certain aspects of being an ex-Death Eater that would still work to his advantage. He'd been bad for too long to want to be totally good. Especially now that he had a new distraction: Hermione Granger.

It had been a long time since he had a new toy to play with, as Lucius would have said. Lucius regarded women as playthings and discarded them on a regular basis once he tired of them. Severus, on the other hand, had had few women in his time to be that choosy. Part of his solidarity came from the fact that he failed to trust anyone, and also he�d been emotionally wounded from childhood. In place of the loving child he�d once been was a cold man who had failed to find anyone of the opposite sex that could warm the ice from his heart.

The know-it-all had always been a challenge for him, and things had improved somewhat lately since she�d been made his apprentice. He had no intentions of getting emotionally involved with her, but a little dalliance on his part might make things less boring in his life.

Her response to his touch the night before had come close to warming him a little inside. Even now he had to admit to himself that he would still like to pin her down and taste her underneath his lusting mouth.

A sly smile spread across his features as he approached the lab. Now that Albus had been pacified for the moment, he could pick up where he�d left off and perhaps seduce Hermione into a private dinner in his rooms. What fun.

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