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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
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Once again, Hermione found herself at the door to the dark Professor's classroom, and the antsy anticipation was rising inside of her once more. This time, she was unaccompanied by Adrien, because she had told him she could see herself to the Dungeon. With another sly wink from the younger Snape, she had set off, and now here she was.

She took a deep breath before she pushed the door open. To her surprise, the room was actually well lit, but she didn't see Severus. Taking a guess that he was in the supply room, she went to stand by the nearest table that had a lone cauldron sitting on the top of it.

"Good evening, Miss Granger.." the delectable silky deep voice greeted her ears, and her whole body went tense before she could stop it. It never failed.

"Hello, sir..." she replied, watching him move from the store room with what looked to be different ingredients in hand.

"I suppose I'm to brew another Potion tonight, sir?"

"Indeed you are, Miss Granger. Calming Draught. Madam Pompfrey has run out. I expect she possibly uses it for herself, more than anything." Professor Snape explained as he placed the ingredients on Hermione's table.

Madam Pompfrey, a Potion-addict? The thought to Hermione was very humorous, but she waved it away.

"The effects of a Calming Draught, as you well know are similar to that of the muggle drug, Marijuana, so it would not surprise me in the least." he explained further.

"Sir? Have you... Smoked Marijuana?" she asked, suddenly amused by the conversation. He cocked a brow at her.

"Do I look like the type of person to partake in such an activity? A mind-numbing experience is not one I have been known to seek. Begin, Miss Granger." he said as he swept away from the table.

Hermione tried to keep her amused smile at bay as she lit the fire beneath the cauldron. Severus had gone back to his desk, and continued furiously writing as if he had never stopped from the night before. She suddenly remembered how Adrien had told her that he enjoyed writing, and she couldn't help but wonder what he was writing about now. It obviously wasn't some sort of referral or permission slip.

Eager to feel him close to her again, she decided she would play coy.

"Sir... You haven't given me any instructions. I've never brewed this particular Potion before." she said. It was the truth, but she knew very good and well that there were books on the shelf not ten feet from her.

The light scratching sound ceased as he stood his quill back up in it's ink pot. She watched out of the corner of her eye as he made his way over to the shelf and picked up one of the books, mind-perving (as Adrien would say) as she admired the way he moved, so matter of fact. As if willing to grant her wish of closeness, he came and stood only inches from her left side to set the book in front of her. Deciding he would play her little game, he leaned in against her, and nearly touched his lips to her ear; his breath sending tingles all over her body, she did her best to remain still. He inhaled and exhaled slowly producing a wave of his breath that brushed the fine hairs on her neck, and that was all it took to cause her to completely soak her knickers. She couldn't control the shudder that followed. Daring herself to look at him, she turned her gaze that had seemed to be glued to her cauldron to his dark eyes.

Severus was acutely aware of what he was doing to the girl, and he was amazed in spite of himself. He never thought that by just standing in a dangerously close vicinity to a woman, and breathing in her ear could produce a result such as this. Further deciding that he would be bold, he placed his arm around her lower back, and grasped her right hip with his hand and drew himself even closer to her. She turned in his grip to fully face him, their lips were now just mere inches apart as she stared up at him. There was no space left between them. She could feel him breathing, flush against her. Hermione let a shuddering gasp escape her trembling lips. The girl's mind was on fire with burning desires, and he delighted in hearing her silently begging, "kiss me, do something..." instead, as promised, he did the most cruel thing he could think of.

"Do remember to bring your own textbook tomorrow evening..." his voice was low, almost a whisper. His hand, now on her back, he took extra care to rake his fingernails over the material of her shirt before he withdrew from her completely, and swiftly made his way back to his desk. Hermione, flabbergasted, scowled at his turned back. She couldn't believe it. He actually touched her, and almost kissed her.

She was so captivated by the moment, that she hadn't even noticed her cheeks burning with the blush that she knew had to have crept up during the ordeal. The girl took a deep shuddering breath, but didn't say a word as she turned her attention back to her cauldron, hands shaking as she added the first ingredient.

Severus sat and pretended to be writing as he listened to the flood of thoughts running like a river through the girl's mind.

"Severus, you foul, evil, wicked, vicious man."

He sat back, clearly happy with himself, and he watched her for a good while with his arms folded over his chest with a smirk played on his lips. The dark wizard began letting his own thoughts run rampant as he watched her add another ingredient to the cauldron.

"You think I'm foul, evil, wicked, and vicious now. Just wait and see what happens if you ask me for my help again, little Miss Granger..."

Severus had to admit, the thought of this young beautiful woman wanting to be held at his mercy in more ways than one was just a tantalizing idea. He decided with himself that he would play with her more and more each night that passed during this week. Three more days to draw her in more and more and more. It was taking him much restraint not to just push everything off of his desk, and ravage her on the spot, but he knew it wouldn't be much fun in the long run. No, he would keep this up until the final moment when neither one of them could take it anymore. He was beginning to think that he really was, truly evil, but it was just too good to resist.

Hermione sighed audibly as she stirred her cauldron; the look on her face, almost one of confusion. Severus regained his composure before he spoke.

"Problem, Miss Granger?" he asked with a raised brow.

"Um... It's just... The next ingredient in this book... It's been marked over.. I can barely read it." she said, nervously flitting her eyes between him and the book.

Hermione's heart began to beat wildly as she watched him slowly rise from his desk, and the scene seemed to be agonizingly slow motion as he made his way over to her. She let a sharp gasp as he pressed himself against her back, and she watched as he reached around in front of her to pick up an ingredient that she forgot to take note of. The man was flush against her now, and she leaned on the table, palms flat on the surface trying her best to keep her breathing steady as excitement grew staggeringly quick in the pit of her stomach. Her eyes widened with shock as he grasped her hips with his hands, and ran them partially down the front of her thighs. A new wave of tingles rippled through her as his breath was in her ear once again.

"Do you want me?" he asked her, his tone low and seductive.

"W-would you hold it.. Against me if I said.. Yes?" she asked, as she dared to grasp his hands in her own, delighting in the feel of them.

"Hold what against you, exactly?" he breathed against her. She couldn't stop the violent shiver that quaked her as her eyes fluttered.

"What ever you want..." she replied, eager for more.

"I want you...-" he trailed off to watch her reaction to the words. He felt her begin to tremble in his grasp. Yet, the simply evil side of him made him press on. "to finish this Potion because we haven't got all night." he finished, withdrawing his hands, and just like that the contact faded.

Hermione's mind was instantly screaming at him, and he couldn't help but let a smile crack his features as he turned his back and walked to his desk.

"There's only a few more ingredients to add to it, and it should turn the desired color. Bravo, Miss Granger." he said as he made to pick up his quill.

That's it. He was clearly fucking with her.

"You are fucking evil." she said out loud before she could stop herself.

His hand was halfway to his quill when she spoke. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched him pause his action, and his black eyes bore right into hers.

"Ten points from Gryffindor for foul language." he said, continuing on with his task.

Hermione sighed and added the last few ingredients to the cauldron as the fire burned her cheeks once again.

As soon as the Potion turned the desired color, she motioned to him to come approve it. This time he stood in front of her table and peered into the cauldron with an unreadable expression on his face. It was like nothing at all had happened.

"Good work, Miss Granger. You may go." he told her.

"Um... So that's it.." she stated rather than asked.

He raised both brows and folded his arms over his chest.

"Were you expecting something else?" he asked her.

Hermione blushed furiously but didn't say another word. With that, she left the Dungeon, confused, angry, happy, and giddy, all the same. Adrien would have a hayday with this.

Severus smirked after her and shook his head.

"Oh, Severus... You really are evil..."
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