Valentine Devilry
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
11,876
Reviews:
75
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 13
For Disclaimer and Ratings see Chapter One
Chapter Thirteen
I remember saying no and the next thing I know I am in my bed.
I am very groggy this morning; like I’d been drugged or something last night; which I perhaps was; by His mere proximity and the feel of His hands on my body. Oh his hands; can’t forget the tingle that his touch sent to my spine; the goose bumps that spanned my body when I felt His breath on my neck. I can’t forget His voice when he asked if I’d like to eat something; the way Hederlderly picked me up and traveled to my rooms by the floo; I didn’t think it was possible for Him to be so considerate, so… well thoughtful almost to the point of caring.
For some time I stay in the bed and reflect upon what happened last night. I still can’t figure it out what made him do what he did. This is simply unbelievable; the way sparks flew last night. As if something in me was waiting for His touch. Till last night I was still in a predicament but now my decision is made; I am going to tell this sensuous, stimulating man that I am head over heels in love with Him. And if necessary I’ll even seduce him into submission. Severus wouldn’t know what hit Him.
I suddenly feel two imaginary horns growing out of my head; I feel wicked. I have never felt this evil. The combined effect of the thought of taking revenge on so many people and seducing Severus Snape is too much to handle; I feel giddy with anticipation. But first things first; got to perfect the potion. Back to work. Today is Friday and tomorrow is Valentine’s Day; today’s the last day we have. Tomorrow is the denouement of the drama that’s been building in the past few days.
I push back the covers; I am ready to face a new day.
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The day started pretty well and I hope it becomes even more eventful than last night. I am happy when I reach the Great Hall; partly because of the impending carnaget I t I was an instrument to and partly because I was looking forward to seeing Him again after last night. As soon as I enter my eyes travel to the head table; He’s not there; I scan the room; He’s nowhere. I am a bit disappointed; I feel an inexplicable urge to turn around as if someone is willing me to do so. I turn around to find myself vis-à-vis with the object of my thoughts and desire and lust and …
“Miss Granger, Ten points for blocking the way.”
I am taken aback; after last night you’d have thought he’d be lenient towards me. But it seems once a bastard always a bastard. My happiness just vanished in a matter of seconds. I sit at the table gloomily and look around. What I see sickens me to the stomach; glassy-eyed couples looking at each other unblinkingly across the table or sitting hand in hand, whispering sweet nothings in each other’s ears. I can’t take it anymore. I manage to move out of the Great Hall without making a spectacle of myself.
I don’t know where I am going. The next thing I know I am standing outside His lab. Some mysterious force makes me open the door and go in; He’s sitting in his chair; doesn’t even look up when I enter. I am practically fuming with anger and hurt now. I decide to disregard his behavior since the potion was more important. I simply forget about Him even being there until he breaks the heavy silence with His silky velvet voice.
“What do you think you are doing, Miss Granger?”
I look down to see I had chopped my daisies into a maimed mass of muck; been thinking it was Him all the while. I don’t reply; throw the ruined flowers and start anew with fresh daisies.
He continues, “Have you completed the potion by the way? It was due today.”
“Have you thought of a way of ingestion? It was due today?”
“I asked you first.”
“I asked you second.”
“Miss Granger.”
“Professor Snape.”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with me? Excuse me. I am not the one who is pretending that last night just didn’t happen. For I know it did happen; I can’t forget the way you felt; the way you touched me; the way your breath felt against my skin; the feelings you aroused in me. I just can’t pretend that you are the same old you and I am the same old me. For we broke out of our moulds last night when we …”
I suddenly realize what I all had said in a row of passion. I quickly gather my stuff and try to leave the lab. His voice stops me in my tracks.
“Will you go to the Ball with Me?”
.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.
A/N:: I’ll be posting more soon. There’s just one more chapter and the epilogue left. I wanted to end it on V-day but due to circumstances I couldn’t. hope yoys wys will keep reading my fic even after v-day.
Happy Valentine’s Day !!
Cheers !!
Sohara
Chapter Thirteen
I remember saying no and the next thing I know I am in my bed.
I am very groggy this morning; like I’d been drugged or something last night; which I perhaps was; by His mere proximity and the feel of His hands on my body. Oh his hands; can’t forget the tingle that his touch sent to my spine; the goose bumps that spanned my body when I felt His breath on my neck. I can’t forget His voice when he asked if I’d like to eat something; the way Hederlderly picked me up and traveled to my rooms by the floo; I didn’t think it was possible for Him to be so considerate, so… well thoughtful almost to the point of caring.
For some time I stay in the bed and reflect upon what happened last night. I still can’t figure it out what made him do what he did. This is simply unbelievable; the way sparks flew last night. As if something in me was waiting for His touch. Till last night I was still in a predicament but now my decision is made; I am going to tell this sensuous, stimulating man that I am head over heels in love with Him. And if necessary I’ll even seduce him into submission. Severus wouldn’t know what hit Him.
I suddenly feel two imaginary horns growing out of my head; I feel wicked. I have never felt this evil. The combined effect of the thought of taking revenge on so many people and seducing Severus Snape is too much to handle; I feel giddy with anticipation. But first things first; got to perfect the potion. Back to work. Today is Friday and tomorrow is Valentine’s Day; today’s the last day we have. Tomorrow is the denouement of the drama that’s been building in the past few days.
I push back the covers; I am ready to face a new day.
.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.
The day started pretty well and I hope it becomes even more eventful than last night. I am happy when I reach the Great Hall; partly because of the impending carnaget I t I was an instrument to and partly because I was looking forward to seeing Him again after last night. As soon as I enter my eyes travel to the head table; He’s not there; I scan the room; He’s nowhere. I am a bit disappointed; I feel an inexplicable urge to turn around as if someone is willing me to do so. I turn around to find myself vis-à-vis with the object of my thoughts and desire and lust and …
“Miss Granger, Ten points for blocking the way.”
I am taken aback; after last night you’d have thought he’d be lenient towards me. But it seems once a bastard always a bastard. My happiness just vanished in a matter of seconds. I sit at the table gloomily and look around. What I see sickens me to the stomach; glassy-eyed couples looking at each other unblinkingly across the table or sitting hand in hand, whispering sweet nothings in each other’s ears. I can’t take it anymore. I manage to move out of the Great Hall without making a spectacle of myself.
I don’t know where I am going. The next thing I know I am standing outside His lab. Some mysterious force makes me open the door and go in; He’s sitting in his chair; doesn’t even look up when I enter. I am practically fuming with anger and hurt now. I decide to disregard his behavior since the potion was more important. I simply forget about Him even being there until he breaks the heavy silence with His silky velvet voice.
“What do you think you are doing, Miss Granger?”
I look down to see I had chopped my daisies into a maimed mass of muck; been thinking it was Him all the while. I don’t reply; throw the ruined flowers and start anew with fresh daisies.
He continues, “Have you completed the potion by the way? It was due today.”
“Have you thought of a way of ingestion? It was due today?”
“I asked you first.”
“I asked you second.”
“Miss Granger.”
“Professor Snape.”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with me? Excuse me. I am not the one who is pretending that last night just didn’t happen. For I know it did happen; I can’t forget the way you felt; the way you touched me; the way your breath felt against my skin; the feelings you aroused in me. I just can’t pretend that you are the same old you and I am the same old me. For we broke out of our moulds last night when we …”
I suddenly realize what I all had said in a row of passion. I quickly gather my stuff and try to leave the lab. His voice stops me in my tracks.
“Will you go to the Ball with Me?”
.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.
A/N:: I’ll be posting more soon. There’s just one more chapter and the epilogue left. I wanted to end it on V-day but due to circumstances I couldn’t. hope yoys wys will keep reading my fic even after v-day.
Happy Valentine’s Day !!
Cheers !!
Sohara