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The Courtship of Miss Granger	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 11792 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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***DISCLAIMER***All characters and locations belong to J.K.
Rowling, though I sure wish she�d stop looking long enough for me to abduct
Snape.

A/N: Ahhh, the sweet
smell of nastiness� Our professor is back to being his naughty self, how great
is that?

WARNING: This Chapter contains molestation/sexual
violence and slight OOCness

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Lord Voldemort was not pleased, not pleased at all. Before him knelt one of his most favored
Death Eaters - who was perfectly placed in Hogwarts to keep an eye on the
troublesome Albus Dumbledore � who had just informed him that he had bedded a
Mudblood witch who just happened to be one of Harry Potter�s best friends. All with the intent to sway her to the Dark
Lord�s cause, he was assured. Voldemort
stared down at the bowed head with his eerie red eyes. It could be that Snape was telling him the
truth, but lately he had the feeling as though the tall wizard was keeping
something from him...during the summer he had not responded to his
summons. Something was going on, and he
intended to find out what. �Legilimens!� he snarled suddenly,
grasping the other man�s chin and forcing Snape to meet his eyes. He delved
into Snape�s mind, exploring every memory as it surfaced - the scene of Eileen
Prince�s death came into focus and curiously, Snape seemed more�at peace with
it than he ever had been. Voldemort had
been in and out of the other man�s mind countless times since he had first
taken the Dark Mark, and he liked to stir Snape�s bloodlust by triggering that
particular memory�it always made him want to kill, want to make others
suffer. Now he didn�t even twitch,
though there was still a deep sadness and regret that he had been too young to
stop Tobias Snape from bludgeoning his mother to death. He continued his fruitless search with an
intensity that would surely leave his Death Eater with a migraine when he
withdrew. Enraged at not finding anything,
he broke the connection and hit the unsuspecting man with the Cruciatus Curse.

Severus was in agony and he fought to keep from screaming as
Voldemort kept the spell trained on him.
Every nerve ending in his body felt as though it was on fire and he was
convinced that when the pain stopped, he wouldn�t have any skin left. The Dark Lord lifted his wand almost
casually, looking around at the other Death Eaters gathered in a circle around
him. They were staring at the Hogwarts
professor as he pushed himself back to his feet slowly and Lucius Malfoy looked
at his former classmate incredulously � why on earth would Snape want with a
Mudblood? He said so aloud, adding that
since Snape was the Half-Blood Prince, what would such a union accomplish? A
further dilution of blood when the Mudblood spawned their issue? He quickly shut his mouth and paled when
Voldemort reminded him coldly that his father, along with Snape�s, had been a
Muggle. Severus was caught completely
off guard as Voldemort trained his wand upon him once more. �Crucio!�

When the Potions Master was finally given permission to
return to Hogwarts at dawn, he had been tortured virtually non-stop. He was sent on his way with Voldemort�s
warning: He would be allowed to continue
his plans for his Mudblood whore, but any slip-ups and she would be brought to
the Riddle house and used as a plaything for the other Death Eaters while he
would be given over to Macnair�s tender ministrations. As Snape Disapparated,
Voldemort turned and beckoned Malfoy over.
�Lucius�I have a job for you. You
are to go to Hogwarts and bring Snape�s Mudblood bitch to me at the earliest
opportunity � if my suspicions are proved correct, you will be the first Death
Eater let loose upon her. Make sure he does not see you.� Lucius bowed gravely, murmuring his assent
with a gleam in his eyes as he fingered the three long black hairs he had
plucked from Snape�s head when the other wizard had been beyond
consciousness. He had just the thing to
blend in and lure Granger out of her safety net.

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Poppy Pomfrey was waiting at the dungeon entrance when
Severus staggered in. She helped him
into the nearest supply room and began examining him immediately, waving her
wand over his body and exclaiming at the fresh set of welts on his muscled back
and chest. Since the Cruciatus Curse was
designed to cause pain but not leave marks, she assumed that the Curse had been
held upon him for much longer than usual.
Only prolonged exposure to it actually made the angry-looking weals that
stood out against the professor�s pale skin like blood on white parchment. She managed to relieve much of his pain,
enough to help him to his private rooms where she made him strip naked so that
she could look for any other marks. After forcing several potions down his
throat and repeated applications of her wand, she left him unconscious in his
bed to return to the Hospital Wing.

As she turned the corner, she caught a glimpse of a pale,
worried looking face � its owner was undoubtedly intent on sneaking down to the
dungeon level. �He�s sleeping now, Miss
Granger,� she said quietly without turning, and continued to head to her office. Behind her, Hermione jumped at being so
easily caught but as Madam Pomfrey didn�t expressly tell her not to go to him, she continued on her
way. I�m
starting to think like a Slytherin�must be Severus exerting his influence over
me, she thought ruefully as she unlocked his door and slipped inside. Their bond had been inactive most of the
semester, with the notable exception of their lovemaking in Hogsmeade, but she
had always been aware of her lover,
he was always right there in the back of her mind and she could feel if he was
angry or irritated (which was most of the time) or even happy about
something. Tonight she had been drifting
off to sleep when she had felt him in pain so terrible, it washed over her as
well and made her writhe in her bed, muffling her screams into her pillow. The sharpest pain had finally ceased a few
minutes ago and she felt him Apparating to the main gate, stumbling inside the
castle.

She heard his labored breathing through another door after
she had almost fallen over a side table.
With a whispered �Lumos!� she
opened the door to his bedchamber and hurried to the bed�he looked awful, with
welts over his torso and the rest of his skin decorated with purpling
bruises. She noted that his face and
hands were the only thing untouched, and she wiped away a tear as she moved
around to the other side of the bed and crawled in with him. Scooting close, she cradled him in her arms,
stroking his hair and face tenderly. �Oh,
Severus, I hate this. I hate Him.�
She kissed Severus gently and shifted him carefully so that his head
rested on her breasts, pulling the warm covers up around them. As she fell asleep with her beloved wizard in
her arms, she didn�t notice the two people who stirred from their place in the
shadows of the bedchamber. Albus
Dumbledore gazed down at the sleeping couple and glanced over at Minerva
McGonagall, who sighed and gestured towards the door.

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When Professor Snape appeared at the head table in the Great
Hall two days later, Ron had to stifle a groan.
�Your Dream Git is back up there, �Mione,� he announced as he stuffed a
forkful of eggs into his mouth. Lavender
frowned and informed him that he was disgusting while Harry and Ginny
questioned their friend.

�So, he was definitely summoned by Vol-sorry, You-Know-Who and he�s just now gotten
over it?� Harry asked.

Hermione made a face as she picked up her pumpkin
juice. �Yes�I had no idea the Cruciatus
Curse could do that to a person. Well,
aside from making them insane.� This
prompted Ron into informing her that Snape had always been insane, so why would
an Unforgivable make a difference? She
glared at him. �That�s not funny,
Ronald.� She turned in her seat and
surveyed her professor, noting that he still looked pale � well, paler than
usual, she amended. He shouldn�t be up
and about yet, but he was so stubborn it was amazing. His eyes lifted to rest on her at this, and
she realized that he had �heard� her comment.
Well, really, Severus! You should still be in bed and you know
it. And there was no need to take points
from me just because I was in your bedchamber, worried sick about you. And you call me insufferable! His
reply was instantaneous.

Within the boundaries
of this castle I am your teacher,
Miss Granger, and you would do well to remember that little fact. Now finish your breakfast before I deduct
another five points for sheer laziness. And tell Weasley to actually chew his
food before he chokes on it and Madam Pomfrey has to be called to the scene. She jumped as invisible fingers pinched her
bottom and nearly upset the pitcher of milk she had been reaching for. Ginny looked at her inquiringly but she shook
her head, forestalling any questions.
Insufferable man. She got another
pinch for this errant thought and she jumped again, yelping in surprise and
glaring up at Severus, who was busily stirring his tea.

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The year went on and the season changed to winter. The students gamboled about in the snow on
the weekends, waiting anxiously for the next scheduled Hogsmeade visit. When it came, all the students (save one)
were relieved that the list of chaperones did not include Professor Snape and
Hermione sent a complaint to her lover, who informed her that he had better
things to do and she would �get over it.�
The fuming witch stomped down the lane to Hogsmeade Village,
and there she forgot all about Severus� snub when she saw the new
bookstore. Exclaiming loudly over it and
ignoring her friends� eye-rolling, she ran inside it and quickly lost herself
in the piles of books. She picked out
several tomes and flipped through countless others, delighted at finally being
in her element. As she came outside, her
bag split and spilled her new books into the snow � she cried out in distress
and began scooping them out as fast as she could when familiar pale hands
reached down to retrieve the last book from the snowdrift.

�Severus! You came!� she laughed and wrapped her arms
around her fianc� happily. �I thought
you weren�t going to show up since you weren�t on the chaperone list,� she told
him, raising her face for a kiss.

Severus looked down at her solemnly, ignoring her pursed
lips. �Are your friends around?� He asked in a strange voice as he brought his
hand up to his mouth as if to cough. He
began to guide her towards a stand of trees when she assured him that they were
elsewhere, and asked him what was wrong with his voice. Her heart began to race at the feel of his
hand on the small of her back...ever since the date of the Hogsmeade visit had
been posted, she had been thinking of slipping off alone with him so that they
could make love again. She looked up at
him as he hustled her into the concealing forest, but his eyes were focused on
his destination, with no hint of lust in them.
That was odd. Severus usually
couldn�t wait.

�Severus, what�s wrong?� she panted, trying to keep up with
him. �I know I shouldn�t have come in
your rooms that night, but I just wanted to make sure you were okay.� He still didn�t look at her, but as they
finally got in the trees deep enough where they wouldn�t be seen or heard from
the village he stopped and turned to her.
�S-Severus?� she stammered, looking into eyes so cold she felt a chill
down her spine. Was he really that angry
with her for contacting him mentally earlier that morning? Shock seeped through her as he lifted a hand
and slapped her across the face hard, the blow knocking her to the ground. As he lunged to strike her again, she reached
out her mind to his � she touched Severus� mind and was startled to find him�
discussing something with McGonagall!
Moreover, she felt him as being back in the castle, not reaching down to
deliver another blow to her face!
Whoever this was trying to assault her, it wasn�t her Severus. Fighting back, she kneed �Severus� in the
groin, making him drop to his knees in pain.

�Mudblood slut!� He
roared, drawing his wand and training it on her. Hermione stared at the wand pointing between
her eyes�it was silver and black with a snake�s head on it. Just like the head of Lucius Malfoy�s
cane. Realization struck her almost as
hard as Malfoy�s hand had, earlier.

�You took Polyjuice Potion to look like Professor Snape,
Malfoy!� She screamed, and gathered
herself to run when ropes shot out of his wand and wrapped around her with a
bang and knocked her on her back. She
struggled in vain as Lucius Malfoy, still wearing the guise of her loved one,
straddled her hips and began to rub himself against her disgustingly. �Get off me!�
She closed her eyes tightly after he reached down to undo his trousers,
revealing a huge erection that he brought up to her face. It�s
not Severus, it�s not, she
chanted to herself, and then sent out a mental as well as physical scream as
loud as she could to alert the real Severus Snape. Lucius slapped her again, making her head
rock helplessly, and laughed as he rubbed his erect penis over her face and
finally ejaculated inside her mouth, prizing her lips open enough to do
so. He then pressed a hand over her lips
and pinched her nostrils so that she had no choice but to swallow, flailing
beneath him wildly.

�Oh, my � you didn�t like that at all, did you? Too bad�I
enjoyed it enough for the both of us,� Malfoy sneered. �The Dark Lord wanted me to bring you
straight to him, but I�ll just tell him you wanted it so bad that you just couldn�t wait.� He gripped her at the base of her ponytail
and hauled her to her feet, tucking himself back in his pants. He grinned maliciously as she looked away,
unable to watch. �What�s wrong, you wish
it was really Snape fucking you in the woods?
Little whore. You were probably creaming yourself as soon as I showed
up, ready to spread your legs for your professor. Well, fear not. The other Death Eaters and I will gladly fill
in for him � I�m told every slut loves the idea of a good gang bang.� He drew his hand back and struck her so hard
that she was knocked unconscious, cutting off her mental yell for help in
mid-cry.

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Severus smiled to himself as he saw the young witch
flouncing off towards Hogsmeade � he would have liked nothing better than to
accompany her to the village so that they could be alone; he had felt slightly inhibited when he had
found her sleeping next to him the previous month. He was certain Dumbledore had been keeping an
eye on things, along with Pomfrey. Watching
from a tower window, he saw her tug on an absurd pink and white hat and tromp
after Potter and the two Weasleys and almost falling into a snowbank in her
haste. After touching her mind lightly
to make sure that she was resolutely ignoring him, he continued on his way up
to the staff room where he had asked Minerva to wait for him.

The Gryffindor Head of House looked up in curiosity as he
swept inside, lowering his head so he wouldn�t hit the top of the door
frame. �You wanted to speak to me about
something, Severus?� He crossed the room
and dropped gracefully onto one of the plain wooden stools and took a deep
breath. It galled him to have to ask his House rival for anything, but there
was nothing for it.

�What would it take for you to give�a certain student�lessons
on becoming an Animagus?� Severus saw
her eyes widen in surprise and inwardly cursed himself for even bringing it
up. He knew that nothing would please
Hermione more, and she would be ecstatic that he had arranged the lessons, but
not for the first time he wished his witch would rather have something ordinary
such as jewels or rich clothing for a Yule gift. The look on McGonagall�s face told him that
he would have to trade something dear to him if he were to get what he was
after. This feeling was confirmed when she informed him that he would have to
stop bullying her Gryffindors for the remainder of the year, and only book the
Quidditch Pitch for the Slytherins once a week instead of every day, thereby
giving the other House teams time to practice.
He was willing to give over at the Quidditch Pitch bookings, but not be
able to harass the most irritating House in Hogwarts�? They haggled for over two hours on this
point, and eventually began to hammer out their deal. He had sovereignty in the dungeons, but only
up to a point. No point deductions could
be made based on �nasty looks or mental incapacity� and if a student was not
paying adequate attention, he could only give them a hefty buffet on the back
of the head, not detention. He argued
with her for a few minutes on the definition of the word �hefty� and then came
to a realization that almost made him laugh.
�Done,� he announced; picking up
a mug of tea that a house elf had brought him, he smiled into it. McGonagall had expressly used the term �the
remainder of the year.� She meant until the graduation ceremony, but
he decided to interpret it as until the first day of January � what she didn�t
know wouldn�t hurt her. And he was
betting on her being so pleased at having such an apt pupil hanging on her
every word that she didn�t back out when it became clear that she should have
stipulated clearer terms.

She leaned forward, shocked that the Head of Slytherin would
even agree halfway, and asked why he wanted that certain someone to have
lessons in the first place. �So that�s
why you didn�t chaperone the Hogsmeade visit, so she wouldn�t find out?� He had really been changed by his continued association
with Hermione Granger, she thought. She, on the other hand, was starting to
exhibit traits that her fellow students had�momentary inattention, excessive
giggling, and a serious interest in her appearance. Minerva sighed quietly. Hermione was still the top student in school;
perhaps it was just the price exacted when the brainy young woman discovered that
she had more to offer a man than just her brains�why she had to pick Severus
was still a mystery to her. She jumped as
the cup he was holding shattered suddenly, spraying shards of china and tea
everywhere.

Severus had been reaching to sit the cup back down upon the
table when he started violently as a scream blossomed like a small explosion
inside his skull. SEVERUS, HELP ME! The blood drained from his face.

Oh, gods.

Hermione.

He didn�t recall squeezing the porcelain mug so tightly that
it exploded.

Minerva stared in shock as Severus hurtled out of the room,
his face deathly pale. The other
teachers looked around, and they all ran to the door where they could see him
sprinting down the hall. Professor Sprout
broke the silence by saying the first thing she could think of. �I didn�t know Severus could run.� They
rushed to the fireplace and Flooed to the next floor down where they emerged just
in time to see the Potions Master race past.

Severus was running straight to the nearest large window
when he saw Dumbledore come around the corner in front of him. The Headmaster put up his hands as if to halt
the younger wizard�s progress but Severus flung an arm out, sending a powerful
spell surging towards the old man, pressing Dumbledore flat against a torch
bracket. He pointed to the window, which
flew open so violently that the panes of glass were smashed into powder and
Summoned a broom. He hadn�t stopped
running, and the broom arrived just as he was clearing the window sill � he leaped
on with the same fluid movement, leaned over the handle, and was gone in a
streak of black for the main gate.

The knot of teachers arrived to aid Dumbledore, who shook
off their worried hands. �I�m fine.� They were scandalized that another professor
would dare to employ magic against their employer, but he motioned them over to
the window, from which sleet was covering the glass-littered carpet. �Pomona,
please go check in with the students from Hogsmeade, and bring Harry Potter,
Ginny and Ron Weasley, and Lavender Brown to my office as soon as you find
them. Filius, go with Poppy and begin
questioning the Hogsmeade shopkeepers for the last known whereabouts of
Hermione Granger. Minerva, come with me
to my office, please.� The other
professors still looked mutinous, but they dispersed to do his bidding and
Minerva fixed the window before following the Headmaster up to his office.

�What is the meaning of this? You said this had something to do with Miss
Granger?�

Albus took down a scrying glass and set it between
them. �I believe she has been�taken. Severus felt her cry for help and has gone to
her� years ago, he was helpless to prevent the death of a woman he loved, and
he is determined not to let it happen again.�
He ignored Minerva�s questioning look and stared into the glass,
invoking Severus Snape�s name. They saw
him as he bent over the broom�s handle, silently begging it for more speed �

Severus leapt to the ground as he flashed past the wards on
the main gate, letting the broom crash against a nearby tree. Hermione.
He reached his mind out to hers and felt � nothing. Fear welled up inside him. Where was she? Was she dead?
He mastered his panic with a supreme effort, and went through his memory
calmly. Where had she been when she had
called out for him? Somewhere near
Hogsmeade. He Apparated to the nearest
place he had felt in her mind�a book store.
Storming through the doors, he grasped the Saleswizard�s robes and
hauled him over the counter towards him.
�A young woman came in your store today, a witch wearing Muggle clothing
and a pink and white hat. Where is she?�
he demanded. The Saleswizard, whose
nametag advertised that his name was Flevup Purdis, was almost fainting with
fear as he replied that yes, a young witch by that description had been in, and
had spent a good deal of time browsing before purchasing a dozen books. He didn�t know where she was, but would
surely tell the good wizard if he knew.
Severus released the gasping Flevup, who massaged his throat and eyed
him nervously. He whirled about and was
almost through the door when a young Saleswitch spoke up.

�S-sir? Why are you
asking us where she is? After all, I saw
you help her outside when her bag broke.�
She chewed her lip and wished that she hadn�t spoken when the big man
turned to face her slowly.

�What do you mean, you � saw me?� Severus asked
quietly. She stammered her way through
her recollection of seeing Hermione�s bag split and his arrival to help her
carry them.

�And then, you walked over there,� she pointed, clearly
hoping that the tall, frightening wizard would go �over there� and leave them
alone. Both employees breathed sighs of
relief as he left in a billow of black robes; Flevup ran to the door and
flipped over the sign so it now read �CLOSED.�

Severus went outside and looked around in the snow � sleet was
falling and obscuring his vision, but he picked out tracks that led to a stand
of trees. Someone had used Polyjuice
Potion to mimic him and lure Hermione away from safety, and he shook with anger
as he followed the tracks to a small clearing where the snow was dirty and
trampled. His heart turned over as he
spied a now-muddy pink and white hat halfway underneath a fallen branch. Anger swelled into white hot rage as he saw
something else sticking out from a thick clump of trees�whoever had done this
would pay, he promised himself as he pulled the jeans and grey sweater out of
concealment and saw what was splattered on the jumper. Her boots and underthings (they had obviously
been ripped off) he discovered a few yards away. A searing pain shot through his left arm
suddenly and he pulled back his cloak to see the Dark Mark clearly outlined in
black and moving sinuously.

He let Hermione�s ruined clothing fall from his hands. He now knew exactly who had his witch.

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A/N: I put in the
warnings to cover anything that would happen to HG and to cover Lucius Malfoy �
I know many of you will say, �He would never even touch her because she�s not pureblood� and it�s shocking to think
of him being that way towards her, but that�s WHY I put the OOC in there� he�s
a Death Eater after all, and that was just showing how much he detests HG�s
parentage and is disgusted by her. I
needed someone who she would KNOW is a Death Eater and be able to recognize
easily � now, I love Jason Isaacs as much as the next girl (the man is insanely
gorgeous, after all!) and am considering doing another story in the future
containing LM, SS AND HG which will illustrate how much I like �Luscious Lucius�
so please no flames about him� I did warn y�all.

Peace, love, and Severus Snape!
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