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Void	By : katiecld Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 21190 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter List
- 1-Empty
- 2-Sear
- 3-Try
- 4-Hold
- 5-Stay
- 6-Start
- 7-Fun
- 8-Dark
- 9-Work
- 10-Ceremony
- 11-Comfort
- 12-Class
- 13-Wrath
- 14-Hate
- 15-Over
- 16-Kiss
- 17-Say
- 18-Mine
- 16
- 17
- 18
“You did it!” Draco yelled at the top of his lungs, I grimaced and Neville glanced around shushing him.
“Crikey Draco, calm down.” He hissed when a few students in the courtyard stopped to listen in, we moved.
“So what did he do?” Draco bounced excitedly, he was acting more and more like a girl the more we got into this conversation.
“It's what I'm surprised he didn't do, because Neville hasn't been fired yet and I was sure he would have been by now...” I trailed off, looking nervously at Draco, his face soured and looked over at his friend.
“He threatened to fire you?” He asked, Neville's face just gave off a hard edge and he nodded shortly.
“He reminded me that I could lose my job while engaging in 'Lewd intimate activities' outside of my personal chambers.” He scowled at the floor as we walked down towards Hagrid's hut. Draco looked from him to me a few times before his eyebrows raised in a question that I didn't see coming.
“Lewd? What on earth were you two doing?” His eyes settled on Neville who just continued to walk, assuming nothing was coming from him he looked at me and I flinched.
“We just kissed Draco.” I sighed as a small blush threatened to creep over my face. He looked like he didn't want to believe me. “Honestly, what else could we do? He's gay!” I gestured wildly at Neville who just laughed at me.
“Guilty.” He said matter-of-factly, we already knew he was and we spoke of it all the time so it's not like this was news.
“Okay so, did he look jealous?” He reverted back to our previous conversation. I wanted to faceplant a wall.
“He was just really mean to Hermione and me then we left.” Neville said, wanting to be done with this conversation as much as me.
“Well, after you bit his ear off, Nev.” I said and jostled him with my elbow. He blushed.
“You yelled at him?!” Draco looked both amazed and horrified, me and Neville just laughed.
“Not exactly, I just told him off for being rude to 'Mione.” Shrugging it off like it was no big deal, I rolled my eyes.
“You said; 'How dare you for speaking to her that way.'” My bad impression of him made them both laugh.
“Bloody hell mate, now I know why you should have been jobless today!” And that was the end of it. We reached Hagrid's for tea and cakes that we steered clear of.
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I hurt so much. Like, I really bloody hurt.
My chest was searing painfully and I couldn't breathe, the tears streamed down my face as I tried to steady myself. Neville was fast asleep in his bed and I have no idea how I managed to escape without waking him. Nothing was working to make it go away. Since getting sacked, each night got worse and I didn't know how much more I could take before I snapped. I'd been here a week now and I had no idea why I was hanging around, Neville and Draco wanted me here but logically I couldn't stay forever, then what? I didn't want to go back to that life. I sobbed again, louder than I should have and Neville stirred. I held my breath and stared at him until he stilled and started to snore quietly again.
“You could always just apologise.” Draco had said earlier when we all agreed to stop with the stupid game we were playing with Snape and I. We almost got Neville fired with me and eventually we decided it wasn't worth it.
I stood up quietly, threw my knotted hair up into a messy bun and pulled on Neville's hoodie. When outside I made my way down to the dungeons and towards the only person who'd ever managed to take the pain away. Maybe if I was near by it might help, if not I was just going to leave and get hammered somewhere but I really didn't want it to go that far in case I ended up in Draco's bed again.
I snuck into the potions classroom and hurriedly made my way into his office. I stopped when I got to his desk, realising there used to be a tapestry, hiding a door, he'd done it that way to allow me access to his chambers while I was staying there. Today it was gone, all that was there was a blank wall and I realised he'd re charmed it to be undetectable again. I sobbed a little, he'd shut me out completely.
I sat on the floor and leaned my back against where the door used to be and cried like a little child. Wrapping my arms around myself like I did so often, trying to keep all the little pieces of myself in place. It was a bad idea to go there and I knew it. I curled up in myself and slumped sideways onto the floor in a ball, focusing on my breathing and trying to tell myself I was being stupid, it would go away eventually like it always did. At the same time a small voice in the back of my head kept saying; It'll come back though, it'll come back. I didn't sob this time. Staring at the legs of Snape's desk chair I sucked in the silence of the room like a magnet, letting it still me.
A cracking sound from behind me would have made me jump but I continued to stare, I really hoped whatever was lurking was going to make me vanish. I was broken and giving up.
“Miss Granger, why are you on my floor?” Snape said from behind me. This time I did jump, to me I felt like I leapt half a mile but I think I just flinched slightly. My eyes finally closed from my stare and they stung.
“Sorry, I was just leaving.” I said, my voice was thick and heavy as I stood up and brushed off my clothes. Dazed I walked, feeling distinctly like a zombie. I didn't know where I was going and I really didn't care, as long as I never came back again. Vaguely aware that someone was speaking but not before I got yanked still by my hood, it knocked me back to earth for a second and I turned my head. His face didn't really come into focus, even when I tried.
“Breathe!” I heard him yell, his teeth flashed white through my hazy eyes. I am breathing. My eyes were wide and my chest burned, black spots were coming into view. I really was breathing though, in and out, faster and faster. The black spots were closing in and I panted faster.
“Urgh... Ow...” I whimpered, clutching at my chest and trying to chase away the blackness. He started to drag me away and I struggled “Leave me alone!” I yelped and attempted to wiggle out of his grasp. He didn't stop so I shimmied out of my hoodie and fell to the floor, when I tried to stand I swayed and coughed. Leaning against the wall and slowly stepping towards the exit. An arm came around my midsection like a steel bar and lifted me off my feet, this time I couldn't protest. I would have but no words could formulate in my mouth, all I could do was breathe, fast. It all hurt, it hurt and I wanted it to stop. Clutching my head I almost screamed out.
“Make it stop!” Shuddering and clawing at my temples. “It won't stop! It never stops!!” I screamed out my frustrations again and kicked my feet. I felt softness around me and I was let go, so I curled back into a fetal ball. “I know how to make it stop... Make it stop forever...” I whimpered. I was breathing so hard I was going to pop I was certain of it. Suddenly I was engulfed from behind by something solid, it wrapped around my chest and squeezed. Panic seized me and I struggled against it, whatever it was had me pinned. It got tighter and I thought I couldn't breathe but after a few seconds I started to calm down, as did my breathing. The black spots faded back away as I counted each breath, my vision started to come into focus again and I realised I was staring at the back support of a sofa.
Several moments went by in silence, the only thing I could hear was my breathing as it slowed down. I glanced down and noticed a pair of arms around my waist, arms that were hairy and definitely not mine. Almost snapping my neck in the process, I looked behind me to see Snape's hard face. Oh crap. This wasn't good. Even after I'd calmed he didn't let me go, just stared right at my face. He glanced away for a millisecond then back at me, if I wasn't paying such close attention to him I might have missed it.
“Those marks, on your chest, where did you get them?” He said suddenly, a seriousness in him that was guarded and unusual. My chest? I glanced down and this time I realised I was only in a scruffy sports bra and shorts. Where the hell is Neville's hoodie? Oh yeah... I gulped.
“Marks?” I asked nervously, trying to cover myself, even though he was pressed right against me I only just noticed my embarrassment. He finally let me go, only long enough to move me and pin me to the sofa with one of his hands on my shoulder, the other was was pointing at the middle of my chest above my breasts. I looked at his finger but knew exactly what marks he was on about. “It's just a bruise and a scrape.” I said simply and tried to move away.
“Where did you get them?” He moved his pointing hand to my other shoulder and grit his teeth, his jaw flexing at the action. The full length of his body was pressing me down and I could easily feel every inch of him. My body heated at the feel of him and I really couldn't deny my attraction, though going from what had just happened to being aroused gave me a headache. Several lies ran through my head as I watched his tense face.
“I got it fooling around with Neville.” I said, my words were deliberate. Kind of hoping I would see jealousy or something cross his expression, I saw a look I was actually scared of. He could tell I was lying and on top of that, he bore a knowing look like he didn't need to be told. My face strained for a second, this was bad, he knew, he'd figured it out.
“You said my name.” I breathed and wiggled under him, wrapping my legs around his waist from underneath. He flinched, not at my action but from my confirmation. Then he looked pissed.
“It was you...” He almost spat, like he'd just tasted something disgusting in his mouth. It was a rare occasion where his emotions weren't as easily guarded. In his eyes I saw disgust, shame, hatred and even some betrayal. But to my surprise they weren't all directed at me. His eyes closed and his head hung. “Get out.” He whispered. I wasn't surprised, neither was he when I didn't even attempt to move. He moved, lifting his torso and removing his hands. “Get-”
“I heard you.” I interrupted. He looked pissed off as I wrapped my legs tighter around his hips. I thrust my body up and clung to him like a monkey to a tree. “You want me.” I whispered in his ear before biting at his throat. He grunted and another part of him was very eager to confirm it. Otherwise though he was just a statue. All of a sudden I was overwhelmed at my own emotions, I felt desperate, it only heightened when he quickly and flawlessly jerked me away from him. I bounced onto the sofa and he stood up. “I want you...” My voice cracked a little and I felt stupid. “I hurt and I need you.” I sobbed and clutched at myself again. It seemed like he didn't hear me as he headed to his front door, the pathetic part of me that was getting pummelled with rejection got replaced quickly with anger. “Stubborn wretch! You want me too! I know you do!” I stood and yelled, pointing at his back. “What was that you called me in the alley?... Want me to remind you?” I threw all my frustrations into each word, he stilled.
“Whatever you may have heard was mistaken by your childish infatuation.” He deadpanned, turning slightly to look at me sidelong.
“Oh no, don't you even try to pull that crap on me. You called me out! Hermone! Clear as day I heard it!” My voice sounded almost hysterical, I wasn't even sure what I was trying to accomplish. Get him to agree? Then what? Maybe I wanted him to tell me I was stupid, even if he did I wouldn't believe him. No, what I really wanted was for him to use me like he did before and if experience taught me anything it was that he would only do it if certain emotions got overwhelming, so I tried anger. “You're sick you know that? Just how long has this been going on? Since I was a student? Who knew you were so... Twisted.” I scrunched my face up like I was going to throw up, which was difficult considering all I could focus on was the man in front of me, and how my heart thudded in my chest at his suddenly tense posture. I got him, but I didn't exactly know how he would react. He turned, his face was a deep disgusted scowl and he bound over to me, reaching out his hand and wrapping his fingers around my throat.
“Don't be so self absorbed, Miss Granger. All you were to me was a big mouthed insufferable know-it-all.” He was inches from my face, his nose bumping against mine and he looked me square in the eyes.
“W-were?” I wheezed, I'd been lifted off the ground and my hands wrapped around his wrist but I wasn't scared. All I knew was that when he looked at me, the pain went away and I wanted to keep it that way as long as possible. If I died right now I would be okay with that, too. He made a strained sound in the back of his throat and his face conveyed how difficult it was for him to be there right then.
I gasped out into the silence as we stayed there, his fingers never slackening. He walked slowly forward until the back of my legs bumped against a waist high book case, I instinctively raised them and he sat me on it, not relinquishing my throat. My legs found their way around his narrow hips again, he was stood so close I could feel his crotch resting against mine so I took advantage of it and ground myself to him. He pressed my head against the wall behind me and ground forward with me. Considering I couldn't breathe, in that second I felt the big swell of victory and relief and it made my eyes sting. His stare was serious, unmoving and fixated on my face when he rolled his hips again, making me squirm. I grunted and gasped for air again.
“You would do this even if it didn't get you your job back?” He asked, I nodded helplessly against his hand, another tear escaping. “Say it.” He commanded, squeezing my neck a little and making me cough.
“Y-yesss!” I choked. Wiggling against him again, I could physically feel my nipples trying to cut through the fabric of my sports bra.
“If I fuck you now, that's it, you belong to me.” He growled as his erection pressed against my core and making me mewl. “Tell me you're mine forever.” His other hand rested on my hip, gripping so hard I thought it would dislocate. He ground his hips again and my whole body jerked with a little bolt of pleasure. My breaths were sharp and ragged.
“I...” I opened my mouth, the words had trouble coming up even though I was more than happy to say them. I made a frustrated grunt.
“If you're serious you'll say it.” He looked so calm and normal that I thought perhaps he was toying with me, I squirmed and grunted again before opening my mouth.
“I'm... All... Y-y-ours.” I gasped, his eyebrow cocked.
“Forever?” He added, I ground my hips to him again and groaned out.
“F-f-... F-fuck!” I moaned when he thrust against me again, my legs were shaking and I felt like falling to pieces right there and then. Snape looked slightly amused.
“Wrong.” He said, pulling at the hem of my shorts, making them rub against my bud and I squealed. I clawed at his hand at my throat desperately. Coughing again and trying to fill my lungs with air but it never felt like enough, my vision started to blur but not anywhere near bad enough to make me pass out.
“F-for... Eh-eh.” My face was red, I knew it, the frustration was getting to me so badly. The wizard jerked the hem of my shorts a few more times and my eyes rolled into the back of my head, I'd never felt anything so painfully pleasurable before in my life.
“If you don't say it this time I'm sending you home.” He drawled but his face was intent on me, challenging me. I took a deep breath.
“F-forever...” It was barely a whisper but I did it, I choked out with relief when the corners of his mouth twitched and he nodded slightly. He released my throat and I slumped, gasping for precious air.
“Come.” He said and turned away.
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