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Chapter 11-Anger and Love..
A/N- must apologise, as is becoming usual, for the odd directions in which my muse is taking me. This chapter is…interesting… got to warn you, it’s by no means fluffy, it brings into light one of Severus’ flaws, and doesn’t contribute anything to the ‘p’ (W’ (Weak as it is, lol) When I said I had the rest of it worked out, well I kinda meant I’d thought of an ending, lol! I’m hoping to have it finished in fewer than 18 chapters, as any longer for this self-indulgent piss about and it would truly be ridiculous!
For those of you who asked, challenge rules are at the bottom! (Even though I think I’ve probably broken them…I don’t think Ness minds though!)
Recommended (and mega cheesy) listening: Meatloaf- I’d do anything for love. (Some of the lyrics seem apt! the ones about fires burning and such!)
***Seva***
Chapter 11
It is a truth universally known that a man, (however well bred and educated he may be) upon being caught in any situation he would rather he wasn’t, will revert to type, and lie through his teeth. (A curious phrase, but one as universally known as the male’s propensity toward untruths.) The Potions Master was no exception to this rule, and, resisting a Dobby-esque urge to smack his head against the floor repeatedly, was frenziedly coming up with a series of increasingly implausible stories. Tales providing reasons as to why, he had firstly absconded from his duty at breakfast and then shown such a bizarre and terrified reaction to Hermione Granger’s nocturnal attire.
He smiled cynically, bad as the situation was, and thanked the gods for small mercies. At least Minerva had sent the messenger with the least possible chance of working out what was going on. However, a slightly more disturbing thought occurred to him. To his knowledge Longbottom had never managed to combine any two components without a reaction that was generally dangerous and always unpleasant to those around him. On that basis the brat might put two and two together and coming up with about twelve conclude that he had abducted Hermione and used her for his own perverse jollies. (Some obtuse element of a hitherto undiscovered conscience chirped up that Neville wouldn’t be so far from the truth, which he quietened by firmly reminding it that there was nothing one-sided about anything that had taken place between himself and Hermione, and then beat soundly to a pulp.)
He raised his eyes, bringing his fingers up to his throbbing temples, only to see Hermione emerge from beneath his desk, spluttering with barely contained laughter. In seconds he was on his feet, fists clenched, his temper flaring to the extent that his blood felt molten.
‘For fuck’s sake Hermione’ he all but screamed, ‘don’t you understand what this could do? I’m risking bloody Azkaban if this is found out. And all you can do is fucking laugh at me? Fucking bitch.’
Hermione felt like he had hit her, and actually staggered slightly, leaning against the desk as once more she felt the tears well up in her eyes. Not this time, she thought, marching determinedly towards him.
‘ Severus, I wasn’t fucking laughing at you, you think I don’t know what this could do to you? What it could do to me? I just wish I’d known you were going to be ashamed of me, as you clearly don’t want to face the fact that you’ve shagged a pupil. Or maybe this isn’t the first time? I understand, you bastard.’
She began to hit him in her frustration, puny blows that barely stung, but which caused him to grab her wrists, trying desperately to control the adrenaline that coursed through him. Her hands flailing uselessly he began kissing her, angrily crushing her to him. Bearing her teeth as his lips approached bit bit him, realising almost as she did it that this would only serve to drive him on. Cursing her weakness, but at the same time knowing that trying to resist was essentially pointless, as he infiltrated every level of her being with the kind of kisses that made her blood feel on fire with lust and anger.
Letting her hands go, (which she used to resume feebly batting at him) Severus managed blindly to shed the lab coat, heedlessly fling off his shirt (in much the same way as Hermione has but a few hours previously) and push her to the floor, landing on top of her without once having broken the kiss. He practically tore open his trousers, before pounding into her, incoherently driving his cock in and out of her, whilst his tongue performed a similar action in her mouth.
Hermione, by no means calm herself, met his penetration by thrusting her hips toward him, an action to which he responded by grabbing her legs, pulling them impossibly high against his shoulders, but never slowing his pace. Both regardless of no small amount of discomfort, (Hermione was sore and bruised in places she hadn’t known existed after the extravagances of the night before) their…fucking, for that is what it was, raw and wild, and with no sense of love involved, became even more powerful.
Severus had no intention of being considerate this time, and indeed could not have prevented himself from the rapidly approaching orgasm that was imminent, whether or not Hermione was anywhere near completion herself. However, as he began to pour himself into her he felt her body jerking convulsively, her breathing coming out in gasps so short that she was dimly aware that there was no way her brain was getting enough oxygen. As their simultaneous release took over their collective being grew rigid, every fibre concentrating on the overwhelming sensations, mouths still pressed together, burning, silently screaming into the other.
Raising his weight off her body Severus looked at Hermione, his eyes completely serene.
‘I’ve created a monster in you my dear, nice girls don’t fuck like that, and they certainly don’t stand up to me…’ he became suddenly serious, ‘I don’t deserve you.’
‘Severus I love you. You terrify me, and if you meant a single syllable of what you said I’d want to hex your balls off, but I believe that we both know we should forget every word that passed between us before. I’m sorry, and so are you.’
And with that they made their peace. Whether either of them would remember that they both had Advanced Potions first lesson is quite another matter…
A/N-Ahhh…that stunning emotion, horny yet enraged, responsible for so much pleasure! And ANOTHER evil cliffy! Mwahahahah!
(sorry about the short chapter, it was either speedy update or bumper long chappie! so i decided to split it into little chapters!)
A slight moan here, in that I seem to get a disproportionate ratio of hits to reviews…from which I’m starting to presume that people hate this but just don’t want to flame…please prove me wrong! Until next chapter my darlings!
Here are the rules I\'m breaking! (but trying not to!)-
Challenge Name: Valentine\'s Day, BAH-HUM-BUG!
Here\'s the general idea:
It\'s the week before Valentine\'s Day and both Snape and Hermione are
dreading the supposed holiday. Neither being the most attractive in
their respective circles have much luck with the opposite sex and
therefore abhor the day that rubs it in like salt in an open wound!
CHALLENGE MUST HAVE:
#1 Hermione & Snape as less then perfect looking. It\'s okay if they
fix themselves up a bit but not transformed into Barbie and Ken all
of the sudden!
#2 Ron & Harry with partners and still friends with Hermione! I just
don\'t see the Dream Team broken up over the guys having love lives.
#3 Hermione & Snape teaming up to either sabotage Valentine\'s Day or
acting as a couple on Valentine\'s Day.
BONUS: If you can keep Hermione a 7th year student and make the story
believable!
OPTIONAL
#1 A Valentine\'s party at Grimmauld Place or Valentine\'s Ball at
Hogwarts.
#2 Snape & Hermione getting drunk together.
#3 Friends trying to set Hermione &/or Snape on blind dates with
other people.
#4 Smut is always a great crowd pleaser! Hint hint!!!
#5 Slash couples are acceptable
My thanks, and undying adoration to-
Deb- Awww, bless your mothering instincts, I’m happy to be a singleton now, and feeling in peak physical condition! (Well, as peak as someone who spends the vast majority of their time before their computer screen can be) I’m sorry there’s no clues in this chappie to answer your questions! I don’t know what she was thinking, maybe trying to force him out of his fear, the sadist! Thank you as ever for always reviewing! I appreciate it so much!
Nesscafe- well I don’t want to totally piss on it, lol! I’m sorry to make you miss out on your romp, I hope this chappie’s angry passion makes up for it! Thank you loads for your support, and for enjoying my mad rambling!
Deblovesdragon- *looks tearful* it wasn’t me that turned it to shit was it? I so hope you don’t think I did…. I’m sorry for the lack of lemon! I don’t know if it was flu, maybe just hypochondria, lol, but I did feel bloody rough! And then the bastard dumped me before valentines! Lol, thank you so much for your kind words, and the offer of your smut-kitten-being bitched-to services!
WizardingAngel- Yay! Thank you! *Grins! *
Jo- hurrah, Jo with nose still intact! And Jo in joyous mood, my very favourite of things! (Jointly, of course, with the subject matter and hero of this…ahem…masterpiece!) hehehe…antici………….pation! *Thinks of Frank N. Furter and swoons* hopefully this chapter will cause you the sensation of wishing to explode for a rather more…pleasurable (another word used in Rocky Horror Show to marvellous effect) reason! XxXxXxXxX
For those of you who asked, challenge rules are at the bottom! (Even though I think I’ve probably broken them…I don’t think Ness minds though!)
Recommended (and mega cheesy) listening: Meatloaf- I’d do anything for love. (Some of the lyrics seem apt! the ones about fires burning and such!)
***Seva***
Chapter 11
It is a truth universally known that a man, (however well bred and educated he may be) upon being caught in any situation he would rather he wasn’t, will revert to type, and lie through his teeth. (A curious phrase, but one as universally known as the male’s propensity toward untruths.) The Potions Master was no exception to this rule, and, resisting a Dobby-esque urge to smack his head against the floor repeatedly, was frenziedly coming up with a series of increasingly implausible stories. Tales providing reasons as to why, he had firstly absconded from his duty at breakfast and then shown such a bizarre and terrified reaction to Hermione Granger’s nocturnal attire.
He smiled cynically, bad as the situation was, and thanked the gods for small mercies. At least Minerva had sent the messenger with the least possible chance of working out what was going on. However, a slightly more disturbing thought occurred to him. To his knowledge Longbottom had never managed to combine any two components without a reaction that was generally dangerous and always unpleasant to those around him. On that basis the brat might put two and two together and coming up with about twelve conclude that he had abducted Hermione and used her for his own perverse jollies. (Some obtuse element of a hitherto undiscovered conscience chirped up that Neville wouldn’t be so far from the truth, which he quietened by firmly reminding it that there was nothing one-sided about anything that had taken place between himself and Hermione, and then beat soundly to a pulp.)
He raised his eyes, bringing his fingers up to his throbbing temples, only to see Hermione emerge from beneath his desk, spluttering with barely contained laughter. In seconds he was on his feet, fists clenched, his temper flaring to the extent that his blood felt molten.
‘For fuck’s sake Hermione’ he all but screamed, ‘don’t you understand what this could do? I’m risking bloody Azkaban if this is found out. And all you can do is fucking laugh at me? Fucking bitch.’
Hermione felt like he had hit her, and actually staggered slightly, leaning against the desk as once more she felt the tears well up in her eyes. Not this time, she thought, marching determinedly towards him.
‘ Severus, I wasn’t fucking laughing at you, you think I don’t know what this could do to you? What it could do to me? I just wish I’d known you were going to be ashamed of me, as you clearly don’t want to face the fact that you’ve shagged a pupil. Or maybe this isn’t the first time? I understand, you bastard.’
She began to hit him in her frustration, puny blows that barely stung, but which caused him to grab her wrists, trying desperately to control the adrenaline that coursed through him. Her hands flailing uselessly he began kissing her, angrily crushing her to him. Bearing her teeth as his lips approached bit bit him, realising almost as she did it that this would only serve to drive him on. Cursing her weakness, but at the same time knowing that trying to resist was essentially pointless, as he infiltrated every level of her being with the kind of kisses that made her blood feel on fire with lust and anger.
Letting her hands go, (which she used to resume feebly batting at him) Severus managed blindly to shed the lab coat, heedlessly fling off his shirt (in much the same way as Hermione has but a few hours previously) and push her to the floor, landing on top of her without once having broken the kiss. He practically tore open his trousers, before pounding into her, incoherently driving his cock in and out of her, whilst his tongue performed a similar action in her mouth.
Hermione, by no means calm herself, met his penetration by thrusting her hips toward him, an action to which he responded by grabbing her legs, pulling them impossibly high against his shoulders, but never slowing his pace. Both regardless of no small amount of discomfort, (Hermione was sore and bruised in places she hadn’t known existed after the extravagances of the night before) their…fucking, for that is what it was, raw and wild, and with no sense of love involved, became even more powerful.
Severus had no intention of being considerate this time, and indeed could not have prevented himself from the rapidly approaching orgasm that was imminent, whether or not Hermione was anywhere near completion herself. However, as he began to pour himself into her he felt her body jerking convulsively, her breathing coming out in gasps so short that she was dimly aware that there was no way her brain was getting enough oxygen. As their simultaneous release took over their collective being grew rigid, every fibre concentrating on the overwhelming sensations, mouths still pressed together, burning, silently screaming into the other.
Raising his weight off her body Severus looked at Hermione, his eyes completely serene.
‘I’ve created a monster in you my dear, nice girls don’t fuck like that, and they certainly don’t stand up to me…’ he became suddenly serious, ‘I don’t deserve you.’
‘Severus I love you. You terrify me, and if you meant a single syllable of what you said I’d want to hex your balls off, but I believe that we both know we should forget every word that passed between us before. I’m sorry, and so are you.’
And with that they made their peace. Whether either of them would remember that they both had Advanced Potions first lesson is quite another matter…
A/N-Ahhh…that stunning emotion, horny yet enraged, responsible for so much pleasure! And ANOTHER evil cliffy! Mwahahahah!
(sorry about the short chapter, it was either speedy update or bumper long chappie! so i decided to split it into little chapters!)
A slight moan here, in that I seem to get a disproportionate ratio of hits to reviews…from which I’m starting to presume that people hate this but just don’t want to flame…please prove me wrong! Until next chapter my darlings!
Here are the rules I\'m breaking! (but trying not to!)-
Challenge Name: Valentine\'s Day, BAH-HUM-BUG!
Here\'s the general idea:
It\'s the week before Valentine\'s Day and both Snape and Hermione are
dreading the supposed holiday. Neither being the most attractive in
their respective circles have much luck with the opposite sex and
therefore abhor the day that rubs it in like salt in an open wound!
CHALLENGE MUST HAVE:
#1 Hermione & Snape as less then perfect looking. It\'s okay if they
fix themselves up a bit but not transformed into Barbie and Ken all
of the sudden!
#2 Ron & Harry with partners and still friends with Hermione! I just
don\'t see the Dream Team broken up over the guys having love lives.
#3 Hermione & Snape teaming up to either sabotage Valentine\'s Day or
acting as a couple on Valentine\'s Day.
BONUS: If you can keep Hermione a 7th year student and make the story
believable!
OPTIONAL
#1 A Valentine\'s party at Grimmauld Place or Valentine\'s Ball at
Hogwarts.
#2 Snape & Hermione getting drunk together.
#3 Friends trying to set Hermione &/or Snape on blind dates with
other people.
#4 Smut is always a great crowd pleaser! Hint hint!!!
#5 Slash couples are acceptable
My thanks, and undying adoration to-
Deb- Awww, bless your mothering instincts, I’m happy to be a singleton now, and feeling in peak physical condition! (Well, as peak as someone who spends the vast majority of their time before their computer screen can be) I’m sorry there’s no clues in this chappie to answer your questions! I don’t know what she was thinking, maybe trying to force him out of his fear, the sadist! Thank you as ever for always reviewing! I appreciate it so much!
Nesscafe- well I don’t want to totally piss on it, lol! I’m sorry to make you miss out on your romp, I hope this chappie’s angry passion makes up for it! Thank you loads for your support, and for enjoying my mad rambling!
Deblovesdragon- *looks tearful* it wasn’t me that turned it to shit was it? I so hope you don’t think I did…. I’m sorry for the lack of lemon! I don’t know if it was flu, maybe just hypochondria, lol, but I did feel bloody rough! And then the bastard dumped me before valentines! Lol, thank you so much for your kind words, and the offer of your smut-kitten-being bitched-to services!
WizardingAngel- Yay! Thank you! *Grins! *
Jo- hurrah, Jo with nose still intact! And Jo in joyous mood, my very favourite of things! (Jointly, of course, with the subject matter and hero of this…ahem…masterpiece!) hehehe…antici………….pation! *Thinks of Frank N. Furter and swoons* hopefully this chapter will cause you the sensation of wishing to explode for a rather more…pleasurable (another word used in Rocky Horror Show to marvellous effect) reason! XxXxXxXxX