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Seduce My Father - Complete	By : AnasumiHideki Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 43148 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Anything recognizable belongs to JK Rowling. I do not make any money off of this story. It is just for fun! XD

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It was already Sunday, and Hermione, Adrien, Harry, Ron and Draco were hanging together in the Gryffindor Common room.

"He was so pissed." Draco laughed. "Was he dismayed that all of us were simply pissed out of our minds, Adrien?"

Adrien shook his head. "No, actually. He was more concerned about the game we were playing." he laughed.

"What did he say about it?" Harry asked, the conversation suddenly peeking his interest.

"Well, obviously he wasn't too keen, seeing as how he gave our sweet little Hermione here, a one month detention." Adrien said, ruffling Hermione's hair.

Hermione buried her face in her hands, and to her horror Draco spoke up again.

"Bet it would be a bit of a shock to him if he knew Hermione wanted to fuck him!" He exclaimed with roaring laughter.

"That was just a game, Draco! Honestly. How about I go and tell Professor McGonagall that you want to fuck her, over Professor Sprout?" Hermione snapped, shutting the blonde wizard up immediately. The three other boys laughed at his defeat.

"Ah, say what you will. Say what you will." Draco said, holding up his pale hands in mock surrender. "At least I don't want to fuck the Potions Master!"

Hermione grabbed a pillow from the sofa and hurled it at Draco's head, disheveling his blonde hair in the process.

"Fancy a walk, Adrien?" Hermione asked, clearly desperate to get out of the room.

The younger Snape nodded and rose from his position on the sofa and followed Hermione out of the portrait hole. But only after Draco got the last word.

"If you see Professor Snape, give him our love!" the cheeky blonde shit hollared after them.

"I really despise Draco at times." Hermione fumed as she and Adrien walked through the corridor.

Adrien snorted. "Why, because what he says is true?" he taunted.

"Oh, Adrien, not you too..."

"I'm sorry, Hermione. Honestly. But really, you have to admit the whole thing is pretty funny."

"You don't feel anything toward this at all? Really?" Hermione stopped to turn and face her friend.

"Of course I feel something toward it, Hermione. I think it's fucking hilarious. Really. I've already told you that a hundred times. If you're asking if I'm jealous, or angry, or plain disgusted, you're going to be disappointed when I say... Not really. Even if it is just a one night fling, I'll be happy for the both of you. Not to mention, my dad really, really needs to get laid." Adrien explained as he pulled his hood up over his long hair.

"But he could have any witch, Adrien. I've seen the looks he gets when he goes to Hogsmeade and such. He's got to know how attractive he is." Hermione mused as they kept walking.

"And?" Adrien asked, cocking her a sideways glance, looking amused. "The truth of it is, no, he really doesn't know how attractive he is. He's very modest when it comes to his own looks."

"You know this for a fact?" Hermione asked, raising a brow.

"As a matter of fact, Hermione, I do."

"How?"

"Well... I've read his journal."

Hermione stopped her pace.

"He keeps a journal." she stated, rather than asked.

"Yes. Does that shock you?" Adrien asked, not stopping.

"Well... Actually it does.." Hermione replied, running to catch up with him.

"Why? The thing of it is, Hermione, the man has so many thoughts running through his mind that sometimes not even bottling his thoughts for the Penseive works all the time. And, I've discovered he enjoys writing, and he's bloody good at it, too." Adrien told her as they emerged from the front doors of the castle.

Hermione breathed deep as the cold Scotland air whipped her face, and she was grateful to be out.

"What do you say we go down to the lake?" Adrien asked, clearly eager to skip rocks.

Hermione sighed.

"Okay."

Deciding she would join him this time to see what joy he gets from doing this leisurely activity, Hermione bent and searched the mess of rocks for a suitable flat one.

"How do you do this?" she asked.

Adrien came around to her back and took her right hand in his.

"You have to hold it between your forefinger and thumb, like so,-" he said, positioning her fingers around the rock. "And then you bring it back,-" he said pulling her arm behind her. "And then you toss it. Try tossing it hard." he instructed before he let go of her hand, and bent to find a rock of his own.

Hermione tossed the rock and watched with satisfaction as it skipped over the water seven times, and finally sank.

"I wonder if this pisses the Merpeople off..." Hermione mused aloud.

"Oh, it definitely does, but I don't give a fuck." Adrien said as he pitched his rock so hard she couldn't see where it stopped.

"So back to the journal,-" Hermione began before she pitched another rock. "What does he write about? I mean, other than his modesty toward his own looks."

"Eh... In the earlier days of it, he wrote things about my mother, and how when he found she had cheated on him, it made him feel small and significantly insecure. There was a particular bit in it, where he said it made him feel like less of a man, and that he felt he couldn't please her." Adrien explained as he pitched yet another rock over the water's surface.

Hermione just couldn't wrap her mind around the concept of a woman being so lucky to have Severus, and treat him the way that Adrien's mother had. Her heart sank with sadness for the dark man, and she suddenly understood why he was so guarded, and seemingly hard-hearted.

"Have you ever spoken to her?" Hermione asked as she bent to search for another rock.

"Nope. Why would I want to associate myself with a slag?" Adrien asked as he sent another rock sailing over the lake.

"Who is she?" she asked, hoping she wasn't being too nosy, as Adrien was always very open with her.

"Her name was Salia Halberstram. Just a witch that he came to know while in the service of the Dark Lord. No one of note, really."

"Was?" Hermione questioned.

"Well, for all we know or care, she's dead, isn't she?" Adrien asked, throwing Hermione a wink before he pitched another rock.

"So you really don't care to know anything about her? Haven't you ever wanted to question her as to why she treated your father the way she did?"

"Well, of course, Hermione. I've wanted to ask her all sorts of things pertaining to that particular subject, but the more I think about it, I can't bring myself to care enough. I don't care enough to be around her, that is. I have my father. That's all that matters."

"I see... I'm sorry if I'm prying, I'm just,-"

"A sucker for details?" Adrien supplied with a laugh.

"Well, that's not what I was going to say, but... Yes, I suppose so..." she trailed off sadly.

"Don't be sad, Hermione. Just do your part, and do as we agreed. But don't come on too strong to him. I mean, don't try to fuck him as soon as the classroom door closes." Adrien guffawed, causing Hermione to blush.

"And stop blushing." he teased as he pinched her cheek. "Virgins." he muttered under his breath, to receive a playful punch from the girl.

Hermione found that she was already intimidated by the idea of detention tomorrow evening. Let alone the rest of the month. Her stomach was doing flip flops, but in the best possible way.
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