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an overwhelming desire to win...	By : h0lden Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7416 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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What am I going to say? Oh Bollocks, he's just standing e loe looking at me and...what can I bloody well say? 'Oh..Severus, lovely weather we're having lately'..or perhaps, 'Severus! I was just in the middle of cleaning your fireplace when you walked in...I wanted it to be a surprise, I know how you hate to get soot on your cloaks when you travel.'

"Oh...Severus." Hermione managed to shakily exclaim, feigniurprurprise and walking towards him with a stupid grin plastered on her face. "I just floo in to see you."

She didn't know why she laughed at her own comment, but as soon as Snape shut the door behind him and whirled around to face her, her small laughter died instantly. This left him standing by the door, looking to her coldly.

"Hermione."

Silence was imminent and Hermione wondered if this was a good time to bring up the bet. He seemed quite peeved, not quite livid but...ticked. He spoke again, darkly and suspiciously.

"You were spying on me?"

Okay, evidently not the best of times to bring up the bet.

His dark eyes were colder and Hermione shivered under their scrutiny. She licked her lips and tried to think of a way of explaining the situation. Good luck at that.

Try explaining to Severus Snape that she made a bet with an enemy all about bedding the elusive Professor for a title. Oh yes, that would go over splendidly. He was still standing there by his door, arms crossed with a waiting frown and raised eyebrow.

"O-of course I wasn't spying on you."

Now this in a way was true, she could always say she had been spying on Pansy. Oh bugger it all. Snape moved closer, that questioning eyebrow still raised and causing Hermione to wince at the mere sight of it. The man was still intimidating...interesting to see how this would play out in the bedroom...if she ever got him there again.

Oh Gods, one night and I'm already a sex-starved harlot with her mind in the gutter.

She wrung her fingers together nervously with every slow step he took towards her, and she found herself quite entranced with his dark boots.

"Hermione. Why are you here?"

The way he said her name demanded her attention, and she tried to act casual as her eyes met his own. Why do his eyes have to be so...penetrating. Looks like he's reading my mind right n-
She broke the eye contact then, suddenly realizing that that might be precisely what the man was up to. Tricky Severus...very tricky.

Suddenly gulpine loe looked once more to his surprisingly earnest face, and flashing him a quick and tentative smile. Oh God I hope he doesn't know.

She began backing up to the fireplace, her heart pounding as she tried to think of a coherent plan, which was hard as Severus Snape, quite a bit taller than she was towering over her, stalking closer by the moment. What am I going to do?

She suddenly felt the cold stone of the fireplace under her shaking fingertips. Perhaps if she went home, got home..he'd perhaps come for her, she could feed him dinner...perhaps get him sloshed and then...then they could discuss everything. Brilliant. She grasped the nearby floo powder, feeling its soft granule texture in her clenched fist. Snape now had a look of utter perplexity and was narrowing his eyes at her.

"W-What the hell are you doing?"

Hermione gave Snape one last, stupid smile before preparing to throw the nearby floo powder, her heart still pounding loudly in her ears. Snape was frowning and moving closer, so close Hermione could feel his radiating anger and confusion. She had to act quickly.

"I suppose I'll see you at home then."

The floo power was thrown to her feet before Snape could say or do anything. "Hermione Granger's house!"

With that she left the still confused Professor Snape to stand, looking to the blank spot in the hearth where his lover once stood.

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"What the holy fuck did I just do?"

Hermione jumped out of her fireplace, looking around the said house in disbelief. Had she just disappeared out of Severus' office with no explanation? Assuming that he'd come after her? Smiling and waving? What the bloody hell...she probably looked like a raving bloody lunatic.

She flopped on the couch a moment, looking to the hearth in disbelief. Disbelief that because in the dark recess' of her mind, she still believed he was going to come out of the hearth and proclaim his love for her. Tell her that he didn't care that she acted like a dolt at times, and that she lied so she could get...oh bother.

She stood, determinedly looking around her empty home. She really needed to talk to her mom. Not dad, he'd just sit her down give her the sex talk for the millionth time, pat her on the head and say, "Keep your nose clean kid." which an ian idiotic thing to say because Hermione never got her nose dirty in the first place, and she never saw how sex and noses ever really coincided

Perhaps Snape could obl-

NO. No more perversities. Especially since the man of her current affections was probably stewing about in his office, wondering what he'd gotten himself into and how he could break it off without getting sacked. Her stomach began growling then and she thought this most inappropriate.

I am stng.

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