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What can go wrong? completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15096 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling. This story is purely for entertainment purposes, no money is being made from it.

Chapter List
- 1-Lost
- 2-Complicated
- 3-Interesting
- 4-Kitten
- 5-Gratification
- 6-Openness
- 7-Revenge
- 8-Promising
- 9-Lesson
- 10-Looney
- 11-Naked
- 12-Up-side-down
- 13-Breath-taking
- 14-Insights
- 15-Irreparable
- 16-Thrill
- 17-Tight
- 18-Shift
- 19-Tapping
- 20-Discomforting
- 21-Skin-deep
- 22-Intense
- 23-Knotted
- 24-Pivot
- 25-Bridle
- 26-Redefining
- 27-Quell
- 28-Fushion
- 29-Essentials
- 30-Interlace
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A/N: Ok, I'm back from my trip so you can expect few more chapters in next couple of days :)
Naked
Sharp and quite unexpected stab in the pit of his belly forced him to clench his fists, folding his hands on his chest. Severus felt strangely divided. For one, the image in front of him was sexy, arousing, and in any other circumstance he would welcome the sight. Hermione looked so relaxed, so ready to give in, pulling Luna closer as two of them kissed. Luna enjoyed herself, that much was obvious, pressing her slender frame in to Hermione. The raw passion had a body and the presence. His groins tighten and his member gave his approval. His chest and guts twisted in a painful knot. “Damn, it won’t even let me enjoy the moment.” he grumbled inwardly, clenching his fists until his wrist turned white. He had an urge to go there and tore off Luna from her. “She’s mine!” growled the voice in his head and he shoved it behind the renewed walls in his head.
It was just his mind, playing nasty tricks with more darker parts of his nature, forcing him to feel possessive. Some small, hidden part of his brain rationalized the situation, painfully aware how cruel this curse was, offering to him something that was and always will be out of his reach. She was so passionate….so smart….so loyal…so dangerous. This only emphasized the urgency of finding the solution, and finding it fast. With mixture of complex feelings, ones that he didn’t even want to explore, he watched Luna leaving the house, and Hermione sitting looking deliciously dishevelled. Her curls in a mess, her lips wet and swollen, eyes dazed by sudden experience.
The girl stood up and paced to him, swaying her hips lightly. She stood in front of him, studying him, the same way nature lover would study wild and dangerous animal up close, with care, curiosity, awe and wariness. He forced himself to remain calm, a statue at least in appearance. She narrowed her eyes at him, scrutinising. Then she walked the distance of just half a step and pressed her lips on his, his muscles tensed, painfully turning to stone as he tried to win a losing battle. Her tongue licked just blow his lip and all his resistance was broken. He hated it, and he relish in the primal feel of no restrains.
Grabbing her hands, he twirled them, pressing her to the wall, pinning her hands high above her head with one hand. The other hand locked her waist, pressing their bodies. Her right leg lifted, curling around his thigh, pulling him even closer. The kiss was angry, possessive on both sides, as if both of them trying to claim the other. That small mercy drizzled at his darkness with the rays of hope. He might be even lulled into the sensation of her warm cavern if it wasn’t for the taste. The taste was wrong, somehow sweet, Hermione tasted like fresh herbs, rich and savoury. Now, she had the sweetness of Luna all over her, and that enraged him. It was wrong, wrong that she tasted like this, wrong that he was angry…he had no right to feel that way, but he did. “Mine.”
With a growl he pulled back, ignoring her protesting whimper. He spun her around, pushing her, maybe rougher than it should, over the sofa’s back. A whispered spell and they were naked. His hands bit in to her hips, as he sank in her heat without preamble, she was wet and willing. That only made him angrier, made him wonder was all that readiness for him or… His hips snapped at her in furious beat, as if he wanted to bruise her, mark her inside and out, brand her as his. Wrongness of entire scene lingered somewhere on the outskirts of his mind. He never felt such loss of control over his actions, not even…no, not even then. Her mewls turned to moans and pants, he felt her muscles flattering and then it hit him…something was missing. The dual feeling, his anger clouded it. He stopped and she whined, bucking at him, nudging him to continue. Clenching her hips, he forced her to stay still.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath “I have no right punishing her for the actions I orchestrated.” He moved again, slowly and almost apologetically, releasing her hips, he circled one arm around her, slithering his fingers to her clitoris, bending to leach his lips at her neck. Setting a new rhythm, gently rocking in to her he finally felt it… The waves of pleasure, the need and the desire. So raw, so primal. His fingers danced over the hard marble, fuelling the desire and urge for harder and stronger beat. Odd sensation washed over his nerves, maddening urge in sharp contrast to gentle caress his slow movements produced. His solar plexus felt like it’s going to explode his insides, …her… he sank his teeth in the juncture of her neck and shoulder and she screamed his name, trashing, lost in a blur. Pressure in his abdomen released suddenly, surprising him with the force of his own orgasm. He had to grab her hips again to prevent his body collapsing over her.
The stayed like that, joined, panting, for a while, unwilling to move or detangle. Separation felt wrong. Even if the passion dissipated he could feel her, her inner peace and satisfaction, that was new. Finding strength to separate he stepped back, she turned to him and frowned
- Don’t you dare. – she growled at him
- Dare what? –
- Apologize. I was waiting for this, wanting this for days. If I knew that all it took was kissing Luna, I’d kiss her yesterday instead of you. –
- … - Severus blinked, unsure how to judge her words
- I did like kissing her, it was new. But what I really like is how that made you make your move. I wanted you. –
- And last night? That didn’t happen? –
- You use your voice, your hands, your mouth on me. I wanted to feel you inside me. So, don’t you dare apologies. If you do, I swear by Merlin, I’ll hex you to oblivion. - she hissed at him and walked out of the room, leaving him stare at the empty space in front of him.
“Wrong, this is all so wrong. I need to find the way to fix her. Fix her and be gone before this gets too serious.” He summoned his clothes and dressed fast, heading straight to the basement. Once he was down, in the sanctuary of the familiar surroundings, he slumped to the chair burying his face into his arms.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Hermione walked in to the empty living room. He wasn’t there. He wasn’t in the kitchen or bedroom or toilet. He most certainly was not in the library, the place where she took refuge from the emotional blizzard. Pondering whether she should go down and call him or let him deal with whatever he had to deal with, she sat on the sofa. She could understand him, the same way she seeked the library he needed to be in the laboratory. After yesterday’s brewing session she understood that perfectly, the peace he radiated while working was something she envied.
By her opinion, they really had to address that pink elephant in the room, they both seemed to be set on ignoring. Hermione sighed, why on earth did she think this would be good idea was beyond her. Aware that she did not think clear at the moment when she released the curse was not excuse. Then again, at that time she wasn’t thinking clear for years, only in the past few days she managed to get in touch with her more usual self. She nearly jumped when a grumpy voice snapped her out of her thoughts
- You are blocking the way. –
- What? – she turned to face Snape, he still had frown and grim look in his eyes
- You are standing in the doorway. For your information Miss Granger, the doorway is path between two chambers that allows passage…. –
- I know what the bloody doorway is! –
- Then stop clogging it. – he sneered at her. With the sigh, she moved into the room, letting him pass next to her
- We need to talk. – she called at his back and he grunted noncommittally in acknowledgement
- You may talk while I prepare lunch, or wait for later. –
- Now. – she sighed afraid that she might lose he courage, seeing how he was reluctant for that conversation as well. Following him in the kitchen she seated on the chair and watched him prepare food. For the longest of time silence fell between them, finally his quiet voice broke the eerie stillness in the room
- For someone who can’t keep his mouth closed, and who wanted to talk you are overly quiet. –
- I don’t know where to start. –
- For everyone else I’d say from the start, but given that last time I gave you that advice you started from your school days…maybe we should adopt the method of starting from what’s bothering you the most. –
- I’m sorry if I… -
- It wasn’t the bother Miss Granger, but we don’t have time for another therapy session. I would like to finish what I started and to do some research. –
- I hated it. The way she kissed you. – she blurted out, apparently today she was bound to say whatever popped in her mind – I know it is the curse, but I hated it. –
- And how’s that my problem? –
- Luna thinks you hated how she kissed me. –
- We are talking about Luna. Sometimes she sees things that aren’t there. –
- And sometimes she sees more than anyone around her does. –
- Touché. –
- Well, did you? –
- Miss Granger I can separate myself from curses pull and enjoy the view. –
- Yes, I rather liked the by-product of that enjoyment. Will we do it again? –
- We won’t do anything until you read this book. – he intoned and outstretched his arm, somewhere from the house book whizzed in his open palm.
- But… -
- You read through it, put on the paper all that you like to try, all that is maybe and unsure and all that is definite no. –
- Roger that. – she saluted – Before I go…why it didn’t work? –
- What are you talking about? –
- Fidelity charm, I hated when you kissed, so why the spell didn’t work? –
- Maybe you did like it. – he glanced at her over his shoulder
- I did not. –
- I removed fidelity charm. Last night, after I sent message to Potter and Luna. –
- But…how? –
- Bill removed the correct aspect, from both of us, which you would notice if you gave it the try to look for solution for this mess. –
- I do not suffer from insomnia like some. – that was outright lie and she knew it, Hermione had to prevent herself from sticking her tongue at him. She walked back to living room and summoned the parchment and quill settling comfortably with given book. Soon, she was so immersed in reading that herd of hippogriffs couldn’t disturb her.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Sometime later Severus placed a plate with food next to her, she ate with distracted attention, still focused on reading and taking notes. He nearly chuckled, he asked for general list, she acted as if he’s going to quiz her. Wanting to give her time he went to the library, her being distracted gave him time to some real research work. Much to his dismay he could not find solution he was looking for, not even the starting point
Soft knock on the door snapped him from reading. She was on the door, her hand outstretched, holding sheets of parchment
- I’m finished. –
- Mhm. I do not need those papers Miss Granger. You are not in school and I won’t grade you. –
- What am I supposed to do with this? –
- Sit. – he folded the book, marking the page. He watched her as she tentatively occupied a space in the other chair – Now, tell me…. – With the huff, she pushed the papers in his hands
- You know how to read. –
- I do. – he replied, amused by her embracement pushing papers back to her – Miss Granger, bedroom is not the place to be shy. If you want something you must be able to say so. If you don’t like something, even more so. – she blushed and nodded – Now, tell me what do you marked that you would like to try? –
The list was lengthy, and rather unimaginative until she reached the section she named “darker desires”. At that point, her blush deepened and she paused, he raised an eyebrow
- Is that all? –
- No…. –
- Then continue. –
- Can’t you just read it? –
- Will you shove those papers under the nose of each lover you encounter? –
- I…Yes…Right… - this was first glimpse of student he once knew, and he wondered if she is going to downgrade to that snotty little chit again, he was getting rather fond and amused by her new persona – Well…ummm…can I ask you a personal question? –
- You are forcing me to repeat myself, Miss Granger. –
- Right. Well, ok I know you enjoyed seeing me and Luna kiss, most of males do, but… did you…I mean…? –
Severus bit his cheek to suppress a grin, you didn’t need to be legilimens to see what she wanted to ask. He had no intention at making this easy on her
- Spit it out Granger. –
- Did you ever have a lover? –
- Plenty of them. –
- Male one. – she whispered blushing
- Why? – he asked wondering how she would react if she actually had a chance to see him with another man, was her jealousy limited only to other females?
- Well, … - she looked like she is going to bolt out of the room, he bit in to his cheek once again, it amused him how shy she became
- I had a few. –
- Gods, good. – she breathed in relief and he regarded her with curiosity – I put here more than one partner but…I think I like idea of two men together more than me actually having two partners. – she paused eyeing his reaction so he took good care not to reveal his amusement, to reveal anything, putting upfront his indifferent mask “Well, well little miss prude. What else do you hide under that rat’s nest?” he relaxed in the chair – Not that I…I mean…oh Gods. –
- Do continue. – he drawled sounding bored which couldn’t be further from the truth at that point
- Bondage, but nothing too extreme. –
- Mhm, can you elaborate a bit? –
- Well, I sort of liked when you held my arms and book suggested…Gods why is this so difficult all of a sudden? – he just looked her through the eyelashes, he will tell her, but not just yet - Ok. I sort of want to be tied up, my arms not my legs. –
- Mhm. –
- And maybe to try spanking…. – she huffed the air through her nose, shoving the paper under his face, blushing. She made a list of implements she would like to try – Is that ok? –
- It can be arranged. –
- Ok. If it’s not…you don’t have to if… -
- Did you hear me complain so far? –
- No. –
- Then it is safe to assume I’m not against it. –
- So, you done it before? –
- Yes. –
- And I’d like to tie you down once, if it’s ok with you…. –
- Asphodel. –
- What? – she gaped at him, it became harder and harder to remain serious and appeared detached
- The safe word, Miss Granger. There is entire chapter dedicated to it. –
- I know what the safe word is. Oh, Oh! I see. All right. Well that is all under the “want to try”. –
- Is there anything under “maybe” –
- Only two things. Did you ever…I mean… -
- Miss Granger, I’d like to get out of this chair before dawn. –
- Well in the book there is a part about anal and….have you ever… -
- What pat of I had few male lovers was unclear? –
- Yes, well, I do want to try but…. –
- Mhm, and what is the second one? – he asked, if he let her fumble over her words he might just start laughing, that could put damper on the plans he had for that night
- Woman. –
- This morning it was number three on your list, what changed? – “Did she changed her mind after kissing Luna?” he was undecided whether that was making him happy or worried, neither booted well in his book. Pushing his doubts aside he turned his attention to her
- I really liked kissing Luna, but I think I liked more that you watched. - by now she was giving her house a run for its money competing for the brightness of the red
- I’m not into the public sex or sex in public places. Selected crowd in safe environment is not a problem but I do not expose myself… -
- WHAT??? – she nearly jumped
- In chase, you considering adding exhibitionism to your list. –
- Oh no, nothing like that! I just…well it is more of a turn on if you watch. – she emphasized word “you” and he ignored the warm feeling in his belly, opting to give her more neutral reply
- I can appreciate god show, that much was obvious. Why is that under the “maybe”? –
- Because I liked you watch, I hated you kiss her. I don’t think I’d react well on… well, the book suggested and… -
- Miss Granger, the book is a guideline. –
- I’m aware of that. –
- Are you? – he did enjoy her blush, his brain already making a list of additional literatures, even if he had his suspicions, she proved to be more interested in certain topics, the book he gave her shied on more than a few details in that particular field. Prioritising in his head her list already choosing the best possible way.
- Yes, but I don’t see how… -
- What is under the “Not ever”? – he ignored her confusion, how he could answer when he alone wasn’t sure how he would react. If it would be anything like today, it did not sound like a good option for him to be present or anywhere near for that matter. But, that was his problem and he didn’t want to reveal it.
- Everything else. Bruises, extreme pain, body fluids… -
- Saliva is body fluid. – he quipped unable to contain himself
- You know bloody well what I’m talking about! – she snapped and he chuckled – You are pulling my leg! –
- And what a lovely leg it is. –
- Yes. – she mumbled with a growl – So, what now? I made you the blood list, what are you going to do with it. –
- We’ll see. – he stood up and stretched – For now you could move to the bedroom. Go there and get ready, I’ll be there shortly. –
He laughed as she gave a little squeal and jumped, rushing past him. He will tell her, but not tonight. He would play with her tonight. He slightly frowned at his giddiness, this was not good. His reactions were wrong, too personal, and he did not have a comfort of curse as excuse. Tossing one glance at the watch he took his wand and summoned his Patronus, sending a message to Luna. With lazy pace, he headed to the bedroom, wondering if she realised how much she bared her soul, her most inner thoughts and desires with this list. Probably not. He could understand her, understand where she was coming from.
Walking in to the bedroom he smiled, Hermione was waiting for him on the bed, naked. Naked in soul and body.
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