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Original story by Jo Rowling, original fic by kelokelo, chapter translated by septentrion. No money is made by us.
Chapter beta’ed by Tanit
Chapter 14. Unwelcome attraction? Or is it welcome?
It was quite by chance that Arlin Gryffin arrived in the corridor at that moment. He had to duck first to avoid the projectile Goyle, but as he was advancing, furious, to put the culprit in detention, he caught sight of Hermione who was collapsed on the floor and trying to breathe normally again. She felt some one helping her to stand up and propped herself against the wall to find it was Professor Gryffin.
« What happened? » He asked calmly.
“He…he disarmed me and then … he … cast a Cruciatus curse on me.”
Words were hard to come and her jaw began to tremble.
“And you’re the one who have provoked their…flight?”
She could only nod, ashamed of her lack of courage in front of her teacher.
“How?”
“I…I thought very strongly how I wanted them to get away from me and…they took off…”
Gryffin pondered over what he had just heard, he was stunned. There was no doubt about it, her powers were here, but she would absolutely need to channel them better and she would need to have more conscience about it.
“Go back to your rooms,” he told her softly. “Contact Erwin and tell him. I’ll take care of those three. Take back your wand too.”
When she came to her rooms, Hermione was still shocked. Insults and low blows were one thing, but how did he dare to coldly do that kind of things in the castle?
« Erwin? » she asked, shivering.
“What is it again?”
“Malfoy! He…he..”
“He what?” Erwin was clearly impatient.
“He cast a cruciatus curse on me inside the castle,” she yelled back. She knew it was painful for him when she yelled like that, but it made her feel better!
“What? But what happened?”
“I was alone, he disarmed me as soon as he saw me and then he told me he wanted to play with me,” she finished in a disgusted tone.
“And?”
“He cast the Cruciatus curse and… I thought very strongly, in spite of the pain, I wanted them to get away from me and… they kind of took off and were knocked out when they hit the wall.”
“Has anybody else seen you do this?”
“No, but Professor Gryffin came just when they were being knocked out and he told me to contact you.”
Severus clenched his jaw, he felt like saying two words to Malfoy for his gesture but Arlin had cut the ground from under his feet. He made their link stronger and lead her into their clearing. There, he could take her in his arms. They stayed like that for a while until Hermione felt better. His arms were her haven where she could recharge her batteries. She whispered her admission:
“I need your arms.”
“Soon, my dear. I hope it won’t destroy what took us time to build.”
“Why could it destroy it?” Hermione was intrigued.
« Because you won’t appreciate a number of things I may have done. »
“Like?”
“Tut, tut,” he answered, amused. “No, no, we’ll get to it when the moment comes. We have for now more than enough occasions to row.”
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The next morning, the Seventh Year Gryffindors were looking off colour at breakfast. Honestly, there were better ways to begin the day than having a two hours potions lesson in the dungeon with Snape and the Slytherins. When they came in the dugeons, Malfoy sent a dark look to Hermione and he was visibly still moving slowly, yet he had to attend his classes.
Hermione attended the potions lessons with less and less enthusiasm, not that she ever had any. It wasn’t that Snape was more disagreeable with her, she even had to reluctantly admit he seemed a bit fairer with all the Gryffindors. Of course he he hadn’t stopped the shower of sarcasm on anyone who would make a mistake in brewing their potions but Harry managed to get a couple of “E”, which was a first in his time at Hogwarts.
Hermione had confessed to a wide eyed Ginny who didn’t know if she should laugh or cry that she found herself physically attracted to there Potions Professor. Very attracted, so much that she had begun to dream of him at night and think of him during the day, her feelings for Erwin notwithstanding. She wouldn’t have thought about it the previous year but his current appearance made it difficult: the regular features of his face, the aquiline nose and black eyes emphasized by thick smooth eyebrows, only his black hair was the same length as before but was now well kept and flowed in a manner reminiscent of Bill Weasley’s.
That morning, her eyes briefly met his when she entered the dungeon, something she had avoided doing for several days, and she felt her heart stop before it beat wildly in her chest. The potion of the day was Polyjuice, one she had already done in her second year. She perfectly remembered the recipe, so she could let her mind wander, which didn’t help her not to fantasize about her teacher’s mouth (those lips she wanted to kiss), his hands (that she could imagine on her body). But what was happening to her? The Lendoren magic had already decided who would to be her lover, she should be faithful to him, even in thought! Well, didn’t Erwin asked her to trust him in any situation before declaring that he would decide when they met? She was going to motivate him by simply admitting to him she was attracted to someone else, here, in the castle. Was it trying to make him jealous to provoke a meeting with him? Yes, but it was not only that. It was also a way to tell him they had troubles in their relationship. If one could call this a relationship.
So, while doing her potion, she called him:
“Erwin?”
“Hermione?” he answered her. His voice showed he was intrigued.
« We need to talk about something important. »
« But…aren’t you in class at this hour?”
Severus was struck, Hermione was risking to lose her concentration during her class to call him? While brewing Polyjuice? The matter ought to be important.
“Yes, I’m even in Potions, but I’ve already done that potion so I can talk to you while I’m brewing it. Don’t worry, my dear teacher won’t be the wiser, I remain concentrated…”
Already done that potion?
“Has you teacher already given you that assignment in the past?” Erwin asked prudently.
« Oh no, but I did it during my second year with Harry and Ron. »
What? But he had never given them this potion to brew during their second year. What was this about? With Potter and Weasley? What kind of trouble had they been brewing that year?
« Ah, in second year. But I thought you’ve been having the same Potions teacher since you first came to Hogwarts?”
“Yes, but don’t be an idiot, we made that potion by ourselves, in Moaning Myrtle’s toilets, if you want to know everything.”
No thanks, Severus wasn’t sure at all he wanted to know everything. What did they do during that second year? Which year was that first? Ah yes, the Chamber of Secrets. They had made Polyjuice in Moaning Myrtle’s toilets. But why, and above all, which ingredients did they use?
« Correct me if I’m wrong, but certain ingredients aren’t common, and aren’t sold to young wizards?» He was ironic.
“You’re speaking about bicorn horn and boomslang skin? No, they aren’t. I stole them from Snape’s cupboard while he was occupied with mending the students who had been afflicted with engorgement. But it isn’t…”
« Just to finish with that subject which enlightens me about your youthful mischief, that convenient engorgement surly had some origin?”
“Oh yes, Harry threw a firecracker in that idiotic Goyle’s cauldron.”
He has had doubts about it for the last five years, now he knew. And he knew why Potter created chaos in his classroom. All he still needed was for Hermione to confess to him why they had done it and the picture would be complete.
Severus was thinking about it when Malfoy had the bad idea to confuse two ingredients and found himself with a burning cauldron. Severus was already encensed by what Hermione had just admitted to him, and being reminded what she had suffered because of him the day before multiplied his rage. He then made a decision which would leave the class dumbfounded:
« Aguamenti. Scourgify. » The Slytherin boy’s cauldron was clean. « Well Malfoy, you’ve just proved to your classmates how incompetent you are, you’ve got detention with Filch four hours a day to teach you to be more attentive in my class. Now, while your classmates go on with their potion, you’ll begin the forty centimetres parchment about mistakes not to be made while brewing Polyjuice you’ll give me next lesson.”
The class was gobsmacked, the Slytherin more than the others. Snape was giving Malfoy detention for a simple burning cauldron? They went back at once to their cauldron, especially the Gryffindor, for they didn’t dare to imagine what was in store for them if they made the same mistake than Malfoy.
“Sorry, a mishap, what did you want to speak about?”
“About us. About me.”
She had lowered her voice, how to confess this aloud?
“What’s wrong, Hermione?”
“I…I’m…attracted by someone here,” she breathed.
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