Dare to Dance

Disclaimer: JKR owns all that you recognize. I just like to borrow the characters to play...

A/N: Sorry it has taken me so long to update. With the holidays so quickly approaching, I think everyone is finding it hard to be able to update often! Happy Holidays everyone! I hope this Christmas is being good to each of you!

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Chapter 11 - Revulsion and Desire


Ron walked out into the foyer, When he looked up and saw Hermione and Harry standing there looking at him, he felt ashamed and lowered his head. In a soft voice, he whispered, “I’m sorry, Hermione. I don’t know how I could have put you in such an awful position.”He shook his head. “I don’t know how you can stand to look at me.”

Hermione glanced at Harry, then closed the distance between herself and Ron, wrapping her arms around him in a big hug. “Easy,” she whispered in return. “It wasn’t you that did those things, but something else that controlled you.” Pulling back, she gave him a smile. “It’s all over, now, Ron. You’ll see.”

His eyes glittered with worry. “Is it, Hermione?” he shook his head and backed away from her slowly. “I don’t feel right. It’s like there’s something gripping my heart and struggling to tear it out of my chest.” His voice was a near whisper and his eyes were haunted.

At his words, his two friends exchanged worried looks before Lavender burst past them, throwing her arms around Ron and holding tightly to him. “We’ve all been so worried, Ron! But you’re back!” she pulled back and graced him with a beautiful smile that made his heart stop. “And you’re alright.”

Ron tried to return her smile but failed. Pushing her gently but firmly away from himself, he whispered. “You don’t know that for sure, Lavender. I tried to rape Hermione. I could have really hurt her.” Glancing back at her he pursed his lips. “No. I think that until we know for sure that I am indeed better, all of you should keep your distance from me.”

Turning to leave them swiftly, he nearly ran into Dumbledore. “Headmaster, is there someplace I can stay that is separate from them?” he swallowed the lump that had begun to form in his throat. “I don’t want to be able to harm anyone.” he rubbed furiously at his eye to hide the fact that the tears were gathering. “Please, sir?”

With sympathy shining in his eyes, Albus nodded. “Of course, my son. Come with me.” With that, he ushered their friend away, leaving them staring after them. “By the way,” he said when they were alone. “Your parents have arrived. They shall be staying in the guest quarters for a while until we are all sure that you are better.” He smiled. “We can arrange for you to be close to them for now, if you’d like?”

Some relief came to him at the mention of his parents. His mum would be able to keep him in check. Nodding, he asked, “can I see them?”

Dumbledore smiled. “Of course! I believe they’re with your sister right now, getting settled in. They’ll be glad to see you. Come...”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Hermione sat in the library, studying. She had gotten so worried about Ron, and been so distracted by her new budding relationship with Severus that she had let herself get negligent where her studies were concerned.

She was still worried about Ron. He was so distant, and seemed almost afraid to continue his friendship with them. As if he thought he could have controlled what happened to him. That’s just absurd! she thought angrily. He should know better! ”Ignorant prat!” she muttered softly.

“I do hope, you aren’t referring to me,” a tremor went down her spine in response to the breath that caressed her ear. Turning to meet Severus’ gaze, she offered him a tender smile. His lips were mere inches from hers and she opened her mouth in a gasp of surprise.

With a wicked gleam in his eyes, Severus used her open mouth to his full advantage. Crushing his mouth to hers, he plunged his tongue into her, muffling any objections she may have had. She moaned when his hand snaked around her back, pulling her closer to him.

Breaking the kiss long enough to whisper a disillusionment, he pulled her from her seat and began to urge her to walk with him, even as his hands continued to touch and caress her body over her clothes.

Looking in bewilderment from him to her abandoned books, she broke free of him. “I have to study! Newts are just days away, and I am not prepared!”

Severus scoffed, rolling his eyes. “That is the most daft thing I think you have ever said to me, Hermione! You, not prepared for a test?” he shook his head and stated, “You are the best student Hogwarts has ever had! I daresay, you were probably ready for this entire year, two years ago!”

She blushed prettily at the compliment. Professor McGonagall had told her the year before that she was more than ready to finish her schooling. They had even offered to let her go ahead and take her final tests that year, but she had politely refused, choosing to stay with her friends. But, she had never thought that Severus Snape had noticed those things. Indeed, even though he had changed this past year, she was still unused to being given a true compliment from the man. “Thank you.” she whispered.

Severus smiled, pulling her closer. “I don’t want to wait until detention to have you in my arms.” he whispered, bending to catch her mouth again in a gentle kiss. When he again pulled back, his eyes burned with a deep passion. “I want you now.”


Her heart began to pound at his words. A deep ache began in her nether regions at just the thought of his touching her. Stepping closer and raising up on her toes, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m yours, Severus,”she whispered. “Always.”

With a low growl, he picked her up in his arms and left the library, carrying her as fast as he could to his chambers. As they were invisible to all, Severus only raised an eyebrow in fleeting curiosity when they passed the Headmaster on the way. So wrapped up in each other, they missed the knowing smile that graced his lips and the twinkle in his eyes as he felt them pass.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Severus entered his chambers and moved through the living area, straight to his bedroom. Gently, he laid her down on the bed and moved to lay beside her. His eyes studied her face with an expression she had never seen before. After a few moments of returning his stare, she found herself trying not to laugh.

“What is it, Severus?” she asked nervously. “Why do you look at me like that?”

He continued to stare at her, but tilted his head and offered her a rare smile. “Because... I’m trying to discover if you are merely a witch, or an angel sent to tempt me.” his hands were slowly working on releasing the buttons of her blouse, even as all of his attention was centered on her face.

When his hand touched her bare skin, she moaned and snuggled closer to him. His forefinger traced the edges of her bra before finding the tight nipple that strained against the silky fabric. He let his finger circle it, and was rewarded when she arched her back, bringing her breasts closer to him.

Leaning down, he captured the cloth covered nipple between his teeth and bit lightly before sucking on it. Her hands clasped his head, cradling him close. “God’s! That feels so good, Severus.” she moaned, arching into his touch.

Her hands moved to his shoulders and she began pulling at his clothes. She wanted him naked beside her. She wanted to run her hands over his bare flesh and make him feel as much sweet torture as he was giving her.

When she pushed against him, he stopped his teasing her, and sat up, looking to see why she had stopped him. His breathing stopped as she began urging him to get undressed as well. He let her pull the robes away, and smiled as he watched her trembling fingers set to work on the rows of buttons of his shirt. When the last button was freed, he stripped the shirt off and tossed it aside with the intent of continuing his exploration of her body once again.

Instead, he gasped when Hermione bent to capture his own nipple in her mouth. She was returning the favor and he closed his eyes in the ecstasy it caused to feel her tongue bathing his sensitive nub. His hands found the clasp tp her bra and released it. As she continued licking and teasing his nipple, he slid the straps of her bra down her arms, and reached around her to find a pink peak to tease. Finding the nipple easily, he twisted it gently and was rewarded when her mouth opened and she gasped, releasing his own sensitive bud.

Growling low in his throat, he pulled her up to face him and they sat for a few moments, simply staring. Passion burned brightly between them as he helped her to stand beside the bed. In silence, they resumed undressing themselves while their eyes never left each other. When both were naked, Severus stood before her.

His hardened length jutted proudly between them and Hermione blushed deeply as she remembered first the sharp pain his lovemaking had caused. Then the sweet heat and pleasure he had brought to her with that same hard staff. Her blush faded as she found herself anticipating feeling him inside her again.

Closing the distance between them, she reached down and gripped his width in her hand. At his intake of breath, she smiled and began moving her hand over him, slowly. Her finger rubbed the tip of his erection and he closed his eyes on a moan. “Hermione! By the god’s, you will destroy every ounce of restraint I have!”

She smiled and leaned forward, licking his neck to his ear slowly, she whispered, “Isn’t that the idea?”

With a low guttural growl, he gripped her shoulders, and pushed her down onto the bed. When she released his pulsing heat, he slid onto the floor, and pulled her where her hips just barely rested on the edge of the bed. As he pushed her legs apart, she tried to sit up to see what he was about, but his hand closed over her breast and eased her back down, all the while torturing a nipple yet again. Hermione smiled at the torment, thinking to herself, This is what they mean when they call someone a breast man!

She was about to speak her thoughts out loud, when his first assault on her sex began. Crying out, she nearly fell off the bed when his thumb began rubbing her clit, even as the fingers of the same hand opened her to his view. Leaning closer, her nudged her with his nose before using his tongue to lick and stretch her even further.

The orgasm hit so fast, she was swept away by the sensations and cried his name repeatedly as he plundered her again and again. Just when she finally began to come down from the heavenly bliss he had sent her to, he positioned himself between her legs and thrust deep, stretching her and making her orgasm start anew. “Oh!!! Sever... Oh!!! She cried out as he began to pace himself above her.

He panted as he thrust into her, his hands held her to him as he stood and moved to brace her against the wall as he was still within her. “Hermione!” he groaned as he gripped her hips and began thrusting deeper and faster, working at a feverish pace until it was all she could do just to hold on as the sensations overwhelmed her.


As the heat began to build again, Severus lost himself within her and felt his seed empty into her. He slid to the floor with her nestled safely in his lap and continued to guide her hips so that she was still joined with him. His erection had barely begun to dwindle but the movement of her sex quivering made him hard once more, and he began moving, slowly within her and she moaned in response and arched her hips in time with him as they worked to drive each other to the point of ultimate completion.

Hermione stared boldly into his eyes as they both found release yet again. Leaning forward, spent and exhausted, she whispered, “I love you, Severus.” she felt him immediately tense, and pulled back to look into his eyes. “You don’t have to love me. I just want you to know that I love you.”

His hand cupped her cheek and he kissed her gently. But he couldn’t bring himself to say those words. He felt every bit of the emotion. But if he let himself say those word, then he feared she would disappear forever, and he couldn’t bear that.

Instead, he whispered a cleansing spell over both of them and lifted her into his arms, carrying her once more to his bed. Pulling back the covers, he laid her down, then moved to join her. She lay there for a moment before saying. “Perhaps I should go to my own rooms?” The time for their detention had come and gone. She wasn’t sure it would be acceptable for her to stay in his bed.

Severus pulled her closer and said softly, “Your place is with me, Hermione.” closing his eyes against the idea of her leaving, he whispered, “Always with me.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

a/n: How is that? Please take the time to leave a review and let me know! I love hearing from you guys and it is your responses that help my muse know where to take us next on this grand adventure.