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Moments in time Completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 10373 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: This is a New Year special ;)
I just wrote this as special, but this chapter change's a bit the flow of the story I had in mind :)
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
P.S.: Angry sex and bit of roughness in this chapter so feel warned!
Catherine - Thank you :) They will, but with them...it can take a while. Things at least going in the right direction from now on ;)
FOX: "for your benefit only -OBVIOUSLY! ;-)" - in that case I truly had benefit from the continuation of the story ;), "sentence sounds exactly how I would say it in Polish ;-)" - I think that Polish has similar sentence structure as Serbian (my native language), so yeah, that is my most common mistake :(, "Thanks for letting me know you're fine with my fixes. I was starting to fear, that I was being presumptuous. " - it is a huge help, thank you! And I'll try to leave you comments like this if you don't mind ;) Your comments made me laugh, they also gave me huge confidence boost.
New Year

Big snowflakes glided against the high arch window, making a scenery behind looking like enchanted place from the fairy-tale. Hermione diverted her eyes from serene sight to her former Head of House and sipped the tea.
- I’ll gladly attend to your party Minerva. This is giving me the chance to talk to you about Master Snape and plans I have with, or rather, for him. – Minerva looked at her over the rim of teacup quizzically – Since I returned from Spain I sent him around ten owls, my head of department sent him an owl, I even bullied Kingsley in sending him an owl…he ignored them all. –
- I don’t know what to tell you Hermione, Severus is…he isn’t back to his old ways, he is worse. I didn’t know that was even possible. Students are terrified of him, more than ever, and rightfully so. Even the house elves are now afraid of him. –
- He was always nice to house elves. What happened? – her heart quickened, she was looking for excuse to stir the conversation in that direction for the last half hour without being too obvious
- I sent an elf with some fruits one day, he skipped every meal that day. Elf returned to kitchens traumatized. Severus just lost it, threatening a poor creature to use it as fireplace ornament if he or any of them dares to bring him banana ever again. I am at loss what to do with him. -
- I’m afraid part of it, if not all, is my blame. – sighed, fighting off the urge to grin like Cheshire cat. Two weeks passed since her return from Barcelona, from the moment she woke up in the empty room and discovered he disappeared from hotel. She knew then that something went wrong between their last passionate coupling and the morning. Minerva’s features hardened.
- Yours? – Hermione was well familiar with the intonation of the question
- Yes. – she sighed again, it was the time for some hard truths – You see, I tried to seduce him… - paused, unsure how to proceed or how much to reveal - …and you know me, I’m blunt. Things…somewhat get out of control. –
- Hermione, you know I love you dearly, but Severus… -
- I know Minerva, - she waved her hand dismissively – but you see… I… I’m in love with him, for years now. I just couldn’t sit on that anymore and not even trying… -
- Did you try to talk to him? – sighed in relief, she didn’t expect this reaction, Minerva, Albus, Poppy, Molly and Arthur, even Harry…all of them were fiercely protective of him
- And risk him shutting me out completely? No, I did not. I do want to continue working with him, regardless. –
- What happened in Spain? –
- I…succeeded, or at least I thought so. We spend one night together and the next morning… -
- Let me guess, the last night at the conference? When he returned earlier. –
- Yes. Apparently, I made a mistake. Don’t look at me like that, I do not regret single second of that night. But now, I have hard time reaching him for continuation of our cooperation on project. – she sighed again, everything inside her was falling apart – While we were there, he was helping me with sorting out research data and without his input I’d never discover…Anyway, I have a new research based on that discovery, and I want him as a partner on the project. I already talked to head of my department and Kingsley, and I’m ready to set things in motion if I get your consent. –
- My consent? –
- Yes, one big part of project includes potions. If you agree, I would move that part of research here, in school. That way, you wouldn’t lose your potion professor and he can still work with me. I’d occupy my old apprentice room, if that is all right. –
- I won’t object to scientific cooperation with Ministry, if you manage to get his consent. –
- That is the beauty of it, I do not need his consent. I’d prefer his willingness but I’ll take what I can get. –
- As I stated, I do not object to cooperation, but Hermione if you use your research to get to him… -
- I don’t. Well it is the means to the end, but that is beside the point. He is the best Potions Master on this hemisphere and I want my research to be successes. I want the best on my team…willing or unwilling. – she stood up – I’ll go and make arrangements now. -
- Tread carefully Hermione. –
- I will, don’t worry Minerva, hurting him is the furthest thing on my mind. Please don’t tell him anything, let his wrath fall on my head, I can handle…him. See you in two days Minerva. – with that she left very worried Headmistress, praying that her plan will work.
If he wants to run, he might try, but she is damn if she doesn’t make it as difficult as possible. The morning when she discovered him gone, first she cried, then she was furious, raging angry, ready to hex him in to oblivion or at least die trying. Now she was just determent. Determent to get as much of him as he was willing to offer, and he was…more than a little…willing to offer at least on one part.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Two days later found her again sipping tea with Minerva who looked more than a little concerned.
- I’m afraid that you must prepare your quarters alone, given that you asked me to stay quiet. Everything else is signed and ready. –
- Thank you. I have few days of time during the New Year break. – she smiled, covering nervous knot in her stomach, she mustn’t lose her temper or her nerve.
The fury in black busted through the door, booming, waving angrily with a parchment with official Ministry stamp
- Care to explain this Minerva? –
- She can’t but I can. – she turned to him, mustering all the strength she could find to remain calm.
- I refuse. –
- I’m afraid it is not up to you to refuse, you could, you had your chance but given that you choose to ignore it… -
- That might have been the clue to some, Miss Granger. – he hissed
- Your contract to the Ministry lasts for another year, it is, to my understanding binding. They asked me who do I want for partner and I listed you. –
He starred at her, visibly trembling from anger before he managed to choke out one menacing “Fine” and stormed off. Turning to Minerva she smiled meekly
- Don’t say I didn’t warn you. –
- I guess it is time to have a little talk with my project partner, if you will excuse me Minerva. –
- Do try not to damage him or yourself. –
She nodded, standing up, nervously straightening non-existent wrinkles from her skirt. Taking a deep breath and tossed to Minerva over the shoulder
- Minerva if either one of us do not shows up at your party, provided that we didn’t end up in the infirmary, you can consider that I managed to … tame the beast… at least a little bit. –
- Good luck. – was the last she heard before door shut behind her. Fighting the panic that loomed on the outskirts of her mind Hermione advanced to the dungeons. Passing through the Potions classroom. She pushed the door of his office and to her surprise wards let her pass. Finding the right book on the shelf, pushed it and door glided open, ever since the war he refused to take the role of the Head of House again, and moved to much smaller living quarters behind the classroom. Carefully, she stretched one arm but those wards didn’t try to stop her either. She passed through the hallway, living room and straight to his private laboratory, annoyed as he was, she knew he will be there, bend above the cauldron.
And…she was right. He looked like a stormy cloud, releasing steam as much as the cauldron that was bubbling. She leaned against the wall, waiting for him to notice her. Good twenty minutes later he addressed her, not rising his eyes from the cauldron
- You had no right… -
- I had every right. –
- State your business Miss Granger… -
- Are we back to Miss Granger now? – she raised the eyebrow in challenge, if he is willing to ignore hippogriff in the room she wasn’t. “Better to clear all out” He raised his head and glared at her, look she didn’t see for long time, reserved for their little group, during the war. With an angry wave of hand, he suspended his work station and she marveled his skill, every time she witnessed it, heat and cold fought for domination in her stomach as he approached her, looming threateningly.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Severus stormed down the stairs, forcing himself to feel anger instead of almost paralyzing fear. Life was barely worth living…ever since he returned from Spain. He ignored Minerva, he ignored the owls, teaching and sitting in the room, starring at the fire…reliving was all he did. Why was she so dead set on torturing him? What in the name of Merlin she wanted from him? “Besides to rattle your bones and fuck your brains out…hopefully. At least once more.” The thought was injected by his traitorous brain, and he suspected the one with lesser IQ. He gave her everything he had. Not able to steady his mind, walked in to the private potions lab and started to brew, almost blindly.
The wards trembled slightly, warning him that someone passed through them. She was coming, she was the only one who could pass by them, after she finished with her apprenticeship he never revoked her right. Focusing on the cauldron he prepared himself to face her. Hermione entered the laboratory and leaned on the wall, beige skirt and soft brown jumper draw his eyes like magnet. If he ignores her, maybe she will leave. “But you don’t want her to leave, you…enough! She has no business coming here and destroying your life. Not that I had much life to begin with. Why doesn’t she just leave the fuck me alone?” When he felt that his resolve fading, decided to address her
- You had no right… -
- I had every right. –
- State your business Miss Granger… -
- Are we back to Miss Granger now? – she was challenging him, fine. If she wants to fight he can provide that. Angrily he cast a suspension charm over the cauldron and in a blink of an eye was above her, hissing
- What are you implying? –
She moved from the wall, dodging him and walking with small paces, probably assessing the best way to start
- I am not implying anything, but given that we shared… - her voice was calm and firm
- You, insolent little brat, what are you trying to pull off? Are you going to try and …blackmail me now? –
- Miss Granger? Little brat? What happened to Hermione? – she turned to him, her eyes flaring daggers
- So, you are going to use it…against me. How Slytherin of you Miss Gryffindor Princess. Go ahead, try. See if it works. –
She pushed him with more force than he would expect from her. Poking his right shoulder, forcing him to back towards the wall. Hissing at him, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Her hair looked like it had grown in volume, reality was that her curls bounced angrily. She looked…adorable…like an angry poodle puppy, his heart melted. Her words and poking in his shoulder, on the other hand, pushed him in that dark, dangerous place of his mind, place where he could not quite...
- I was refereeing to drinking and to the rule of the in, but you are obviously incapable of seeing past what happened later. Maybe I should ask what happen to my fiery witch in that case? Blackmail you? Me? How dare you? What are you, teenager? I don’t know about you but I can very well separate my sex life from my work. One and the other do not mix. I requested your cooperation as an expert, as the best Potions Master in country if not Europe. And I wanted you on my team. If I have you, I don’t need anyone else, I won’t get incompetent idiots, I won’t drag a ball chained against my ankle. –
- I’m warning you… - growled threateningly, she was still pushing him and alarm in his head was sounding danger
- And that supposed to intimidate me? Really Severus? Considering, in Spain I had to do everything, initiate…everything…the worse you can do it is to try and hex me. And even that… –
Everything stilled for a moment. She continued with her tantrum but he didn’t pay attention anymore. So, she initiated the kiss…He wasn’t sure if he is happy, scared, hopeful, humiliated or angry. Staring at her realized she stopped talking and looked at him with angry puppy eyes. Her hair flew wildly as she shook her head and headed to the door, tossing in her departure
- You are my partner on the project, and that is final. Otherwise, when you figure out what do you want from me Severus, let me know. –
His hands clenched, all that he was feeling, all the anger, all the pain, all…just boiled in his blood, coloring the rims of his vision black. Before he could react or control his action he was next to her, jars and bottles in the ingredients cabinet rattled as he slammed her next to the wooden door. Holding her neck in a tight grip, pinning her to the surface. She raised her chin looking at him with eyes that burned with spite, challenge and something else, something deep inside them barely visible but there.
The other hand yanked her skirt up, tearing the string of her thong. The elastic string snapped hitting his hand, she hissed but continued to stare at him, hidden fire in her eyes getting stronger. With one motion of the hand he was nearly disrobed.
~ S ~ S~ S ~
She lost him, she could tell. He was staring at her with glassy impenetrable gaze but she could tell, he wasn’t listening anymore. Stopping abruptly, she felt lost, anger turned into a burning sensation between her legs, somewhere in the middle of the speech. Walking away before she does something she would, well not regret, but what could irreparably damage any further contact. Trying to keep at least small piece of dignity.
Tears burned behind her eyes. She told him everything, everything save from admitting her love and he just stared blankly. Words bounced of off him like droplets of water, there was no way she could reach him. Giving voice to her frustration she tossed
- You are my partner on the project, and that is final. Otherwise, when you figure out what do you want from me Severus, let me know. –
Suddenly, he was holding her neck, slamming her at the wooden cabinet. She wanted to spite him, but his eyes changed, they were split in half for the lack of better description. One half was dark and still, other reflected deep burn. For anyone else those eyes would be embodiment of how true fear looks like, for her…she felt a moist soaking the bit of material she bought in hope that something would happen.
His other hand unceremoniously pulled her skirt up to the waist, ripping the carefully chosen garment, without noticing it. She hissed at sting as rubber burned her skin, one wave of his hand and he was standing in front of her only in his shirt. She took a shuddery breath. His laconic almost unconscious display of magical ability was special aphrodisiac to her.
Roughness was not something she enjoyed but his need was raw and so primal, it fueled her. Hand slipped from her throat to the shoulder and she curled her hands around his neck, pulling him down. His lips entrapped hers, shivers crept down her spine from the intensity of the kiss. His other hand kneaded her thigh. Her legs wrapped around his waist.
His entrance was fast and forceful but the stretch and the burn where welcomed. She didn’t know if this was expression of his desire or attempt to punish, either way she wanted it. Tongues fought for predominance. Every sharp jerk of his hips, hit mystical spot in her, stars danced in front of her eyes. She dug her hand in his hair, pulling it hard, scraping the skin with every clench. Moans, whimpers and grunts were obscured with erratic jingling of glass in the cabinet, something fell and pungent smell fill the room. Neither of them reacted. Oblivious of everything but their own need. Her thighs clench at his waist with crushing strength, she was at the point where nothing mattered anymore, nothing but fast approaching end. Feeling a swell of pent-up pressure, squeezed inside her like huge balloon ready to burst. She needed him to be more…more…satisfying her need she bit her teeth in his lip, hard.
Light exploded in her eyes, feeling like electric current flowing through her spine and limbs. His growl was reaching her from great distance. Floating in the haze of peace she felt him leaning heavily against her, his heart hammering. He provided her with stable support, even if he didn’t look much more balanced than she was. His face buried in her neck, hand still entangled in his hair slide to his cheek, caressing it gently.
- I think you need to refill your supply of spotted toad bile. – he nodded, still hiding in the crook of her neck – So, was this sweet farewell or do we move somewhere tad bit comfortable at least? –
She loved their embrace but ornament on the door took liking to her left cheek, imprinting itself in soft tissue. He only shrugged, still hiding, she smiled
- Severus, either take me to bed or at least remove ornaments from the door, they are too fond of my backside. Besides, for what I have in mind, this room is…impractical. – whispered, allowing the love to soften her voice.
Finally, he raised his head to look at her, defeat written clearly on his face. She felt like crying, why did he looked like that? Voice was barely audible broken whisper
- I… I… Did I…. –
- Only thing I complain about, only thing that hurt me are these ornaments. Can we go somewhere, anywhere but this cabinet, at this point even the brewing bench looks overly inviting. – she smiled, nuzzling to his face and leaving a trail of small kisses along his temple.
He stepped back, wrapping her in his embrace, silently carrying her…
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Hours later…she was leaning on the headboard of his bed. Severus hold her in loose embrace around the hip, his head on her thighs. Combing fingers through the hair that reminded her of liquid black gold Hermione felt better and at the same time more scared than for a long time.
- Would you like to go to the party? Midnight is coming soon. – he shook his head, trailing a finger next to the pink line on his back, she whispered
- You didn’t heal them… - he shook his head again, it appeared that he had slow healing rate, something she will have to take in to consideration, but for how long? – I’m sorry. Are you in to blood… - another shook – Good, nor am I. – she felt bit better, considering that she still had nightmares…Feeling bit uneasy by withdrawn silence, she leaned to kiss his shoulder blade. This night was fantastic, but she still didn’t know where she stood - Do you want me to go, to vacate your room? – his embrace tightened – All right, I’ll stay for a while longer, but I do have to prepare my room. Minerva offered me my old apprentice room, if you don’t mind. – embrace tightened even more, he shook his head again, planting light kiss on her leg
- No, …here… - it looked like words choked him
– Severus… - he rolled to his back looking at her
- What now? – he whispered
- I don’t know. –
- What do you expect of me? –
- To work with me, to fuck me in free time, if you don’t mind. –
- Is that all? –
- Do you want more? – he shrugged, looking lost – Then…it’s all. –
- For how long? –
- I don’t know… - “For the eternity! Would you mind that?”
- How long the project lasts? –
- I got funds and permits for two months on the potions part, after that…who knows. – her heart fell, did he just put a timer on them? He stayed silent, staring in the celling. She slid down, next to him. His hands reached for her, pulling her close to him, burring face in her hair. Two months…it was better than nothing, two months were a chance, something she didn’t have before. She could work with that. Clock chimed
- Severus, - he looked at her – Happy New Year. – he just kissed her…
New Year - Test your reflex
I'm running 'round in circles
Trying to find some peace of mind
Cause it's a lonely place when
All the we need we cannot find
Wait, wait cause I don't wanna be lost
Wait, wait cause I don't wanna be lost
And I don't wanna be the one to drag you down
Wait
For a new day, for a new year
I'll be standing on my own
In a new place, with my hands out
Looking for the answers
It's such a sweet solution
To close our eyes and walk in line
And all our contributions
Just seem to fade away with time
Wait, wait cause I don't wanna be lost
Wait, wait cause I don't wanna be lost
And I don't wanna be the one to drag you down
Wait
For a new day, for a new year
I'll be standing on my own
In a new place, with my hands out
Looking for the answers
Wait
For a new day, for a new year
I'll be standing on my own
In a new place, with my hands out
Looking for the answers
I cant stand here, waiting
With my hands out, for the ceiling
But I won't lie, I won't try
I can't walk such a straight line
And these bright lights, surround me
People are so friendly
But I won't lie, I won't try
I can't pretend that it's alright, no
Wait
For a new day, for a new year
I'll be standing on my own
In a new place, with my hands out
Looking for the answers
Write down your name
C'mon baby, write down your name
C'mon baby, write down your name
C'mon baby, write down your name
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