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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: Ok, this chapter was written last night (with a help of Tokaj wine ;) ), I can't promise you for certain that I'll manage another chapter tomorrow, in my country tonight is a Christmas Eve (still tons of work until evening) and Christmas day tomorrow (family day), I'll do my best but I just can't promise :)
Also, for next chapter I have 2 different songs in mind so I have to decide whether I go with one or the other, which will influence more than a few things from that point on.
Fox: "Did he do anything to her? " - yup, but nothing magical ;) - it is a plain "build up" but if you have skilled enough partner...it can be heaven and hell in one package ;)
If She Knew What She Wants
She sputtered the milk all over the dining table, coughing.
- Are you serious? Tell me you are joking! –
- I am not joking, but I do start to question your table manners. – he replied, not even raising eyes from his plate
- Why would I be…ashamed? If that is the case I would not… -
- And pray tell, what would you tell them, how would you explain? – he kept eating without looking at her, and he had one point correct “What are we to each other? How can I break the news when I don’t know what the news are?”
- Ok so I didn’t work that part out, but still…Jenny knows. – he groaned at mentioning of Jenny’s name
- She is a guest, not an active member of wizarding community. Her knowledge of our…agreement…is irrelevant. –
- SHE is my best friend! –
- She is irrelevant to impact on your further career. –
- And Molly, Arthur, Ron, Harry and Ginny, George, Bill and Fleur are? Neither one of them was overly supportive of it, so far. –
- One more reason not to advertise… -
- Advertise? I am not calling bloody Skeeter woman, we have a lunch with our friends! –
- You don’t, but one of them might. – he finally looked at her, his eyes unreadable, face deployed of any emotion or tell-a-tell signs “True, Ron might, just out of spite.”
- I don’t care, I am my own person capable of making my own decision, and I’m doing so for many years now. –
- I am not arguing that. –
- Are you ashamed? – thought never occurred to her before, but then again, she would never have dreamt of having this conversation either
- Most certainly not. – he sounded almost offended – But I am the man, and not much of a reputation to protect, to boot. –
- And we are in 21^st century. -
- Technically… -
- Don’t you even dare to finish, I am not interested in details, not at the moment. And it wouldn’t look good if you show up at Burrow with black eye! – he raised eyebrow – As it happens, I have bloody good hook, and if you don’t trust me, ask Draco! – she raised from table grabbing her jacket and backpack – I’ll see you at Burrow around noon…ish. –
Without another word, she stormed out of his…their…quarters. Rushed to the apparition point and apparated directly near the Leaky Cauldron, literary run through the inn and boarded the bus. Running up the four flights of stairs she was still fuming, pressing the doorbell with all her strength.
- Where is the fire? – Jenny opened the door with bemused look on her face – Troubles in paradise? –
- I need a drink. – she huffed, following Jenny to the living room – The nerve of that man! –
- Here. – Jenny offered her a tumbler of brandy – Now calm down and talk. –
- He advised me this morning that it is smart not to mention…us…at the Burrow. –
- And what is his excuse? –
- Potential harm to my career, that I am the woman, my reputation, labeling. –
- What labeling? -
- How would I present us… -
- Well, how would you? – she blinked at Jenny
- I don’t know? How can I tell you that when I don’t know what we are? –
- You must admit, that is a valid reasoning. I met the Weasley’s, “fuck buddies” would not gone well with them. –
- Ok you have the point, he has the point…but, all that is beside the point! – Jenny raised an eyebrow – I’m babbling again, aren’t I? –
- Yes. –
- I am just so happy, and I want to share it with people who are close to me. –
- Herm, first sort it out with him where both of you stand and then share. – she nodded, of course Jenny and Severus had the point – And how the things going beside unfortunate lack of … labels? –
- Oh, Jenn! Sex is fantastic! -
- Well since you didn’t end up on my couch in tears or with desire to mangle him, that much is a given. I presume he didn’t run away this time. -
- That would be close to impossible, we are living in his quarters. He is just sooooo … uhhhhhh… I even used few tricks from the books you lent me. –
- Herm, not all men are in to that sort of things, don’t scare him off. I am not so convinced that you are either. –
- I…I don’t know, for either of us. We are and we aren’t. I know I certainly like…well…things that are opposite of you. –
- Herm, that is nothing to be ashamed of, and you can still like them and be quite vanilla about it. –
- Vanilla? Never mind. He…confuses me. Apart from the fact that he literally put a timer on our time together, and that I have only one more month to find…something…anything to convince him that we stay together after I return to the Ministry and my apartment. I figured out that sex might be…good starting point. That’s why I wanted to talk to you before today’s lunch. –
- Let me hear. – Jenny pour them both another two fingers of brandy and sat across her, Hermione wrinkled her nose
- He likes when I’m bossy in bed, but not too much. He also has some books, but I didn’t manage to read them yet. I figured that he might be in to same as you are, but … –
- But? –
- What if he…if he is more … like me…and less … like you? I did joke about tying him up but… - she wrinkled her nose again
- You tried to tie him up? With or without his consent? – Jenny sounded worried
- No, well I joked about it, but… -
- Honey, I won’t claim to know him, but…you know me, I can sniff them miles away… and I can tell you if you tie that man of yours, you better run, and hide before he manages to untangle himself. –
- Mhm… Well he sort of has a thing for pain, so I’m not really sure where he stands. -
- Sounds like the man for you, given your…proclivities. –
- You are awful! –
- Also, I am correct. Darling there are various degrees and reasons for that knack. Did you discuss it with him? What he likes and up to what degree? -
- We didn’t talk about it, I sort of figured it out. When I scratch, or bite … turns him on more … but only during… I asked him about it and he did tell me that he needed something to “spark him up”. -
- Ok, Herm you are aware that he does not have to be in to kinky stuff for that and neither do you for that matter. –
- And how can I know that, Ronald never managed to get me to the point to do something like that. Reginald… -
- Still avoids even me. –
- Well, I am not to blame that he doesn’t know what to do with real women. –
- Point taken. Continue. –
- Well, when I discovered that he has those books, I did that thing with…postponing…and massage…and he seem to like it. – Jenny nodded with a grin - Than he did something to me, it was the best orgasm in my life, and it was pure torture afterwards, I was horny for days, it was…aghhhhhh…and I tried to retaliate, unsuccessfully I might add. –
- Ok. –
- And then he told me I’m not ready. – she frowned – Jenn, I just want to understand. –
- Well you certainly are not if you tried to…retaliate. Ok, did you try to talk to him? –
- No, not really. He’s pretty closed off. We work and we…have sex. We have academic discussions, but we don’t talk about anything personal. He is not big on talking about…well about things before and during the war. But I do need something and that seemed like a … Besides, with enough literature I can learn the rules quite fast, and… –
- Hermione, that world...it has written but also unwritten rules. In fact, every club has its own set of additional rules. I know that many from outside think that it is “anything goes” but it is far from it. If you want to try, go ahead I support you, but you must talk to him. You must set the rules and follow them, in any direction. –
- As I said, he is a bit bottled up, but he would never hurt me. – she smiled – He did tie my hands once, I kind of liked it. –
- With what? –
- With dimittam[1] charm, it is developed during war, it is actually quite clever if bound person is in danger or scared the charm lets go, we used it to infiltrate… -
- You are blabbing again. Ok, so he gave you the chance to stop everything if you start being uncomfortable. –
- Ummm…seem so. –
- He is the smart man. Just sit with him and talk. Promise me. –
- I will. I wanted to ask you, can I borrow one of your corsets? –
- Which one? –
- Emerald one. –
- I’ll give you the whole set. – Jenny stood up and she followed her, from the dresser Jenny dug up green under-bust with silver embroidery, matching thong and choker. – Here. – she rummaged at the bottom – Here, these shoes go well with that. –
- Thanks, I’ll return it to you soon. –
- Don’t hurry. If he likes it, keep it. I never wore it anyway, green is not my color. – her friend smiled at her – But do talk to him, and Herm don’t press it. –
- I will. – she shrunk the items and placed them in backpack. – Shall we, he’s there and I want to be there before he changes his mind and goes home. –
- I’m ready. –
- Ok hold on to me, I’ll apparate us, just don’t tell anyone I did that. –
They hugged tightly and she apparated them in front of Burrow wards, walking the path she could see long bench table set in the garden, on the field next to it she could see Ginny and majority of Weasley men flying. Her heart quickened, Severus was sitting, rigid in posture, and watched them fly. She smiled at him and he stood up, bowing slightly. Harry was next to him, focused on fiddling with his broom and Severus smacked him on the back of the head, lightly, but Harrys head still twitched.
- What? Oh! Hermione! – harry jumped and run to hug her – I didn’t see you since the ball! –
- Hermione! – came Ginny’s cry, redhead run to her tugging her in tight embrace
- Gin, you stink. – she laughed
- I know, sorry, I’ll go and take the shower. Hermione, did you know? Professor knows so much about Quidditch, but he didn’t want to play with us. –
- Mrs Potter, I do not have the luxury of nearby showers, it was only smart thing to avoid activities that would result in need of it. –
- I know Professor. I go take a shower, and I’ll tell mom you arrived. –
The rest of the Weasley men hugged her as well, and she laughingly complained how she needs shower after their heartwarming greeting. Soon Molly tottered outside the house, wiping her hands and smiling
- Hermione! How are you my dear? Jenny, welcome to our home. –
Two hours later, she was in the kitchen, helping with the settings for lunch when Fleur glided next to her, adding her vegetables to chop for the salad, she leaned to her
- You and zi professor are together? How iz that like? –
- Fleur? – Hermione blinked at the girl
- I heard the George talking to the Genny. –
- Ginny knows? –
- No, the Genny, your amie. –
- Oh Jenny! So, George knows… Look Fleur, we agreed we won’t talk to… -
- Don’t talk, iz he… you know? – Fleur looked at her conspiratorially pushing one larger carrot towards her, she smiled feeling happy that at least she can talk about it with someone else besides Jenny. She pushed the carrot away and took one larger cucumber, winking at the French girl
- Lucky. – smiled Fleur, two of them continued to work in silence, Ginny entered the kitchen
- Fleur, mom wants you. – the moment they were alone Ginny leaned to her – Why didn’t you tell me? –
- Tell you what? –
- About you and Snape. –
- Gin, I don’t know what are… -
- I overheard Georg warning Fleur not to tell anyone, Jenny told him… -
- Do you all eavesdrop on each other?
- How else would we know anything about anyone? No one talks! – giggled Ginny
- Who else knows? – she felt a pang of fear, how he would react if he finds out that so many people already knows
- Besides three of us? I think mom suspects. Fleur probably told Bill, but he won’t talk. Percy, dad and Ron are oblivious, Harry as well. –
- I’d like it to stay that way. –
- But why? I think it is great! –
- Gin! –
- All right, but we have to meet for coffee and you have to tell me everything! I know you had a crush on him ever since the war. –
- How… -
- I am maybe younger than you, but I’m not a fool or a man, I know what means when woman blush after someone mention the name of the man she likes. – she winked – I happen to think you two are good match. Coffee, next week, and I want details. –
- Gin… -
- I am a married woman, you won’t make me blush. Promise. –
Ginny run out of the kitchen and she continued to chop with a smile, number of people who knew and approve was growing, that made her happy. Lost in the thought, daydreaming about last night she hummed a romantic tune.
- You really are the sight, in the kitchen, singing… - Ron’s voice snapped her out of her reverie – ‘Mione… -
- Ronald how many times I told you not to call me like that? –
- Sorry ‘bout that. I wanted to talk to you…Look ‘Mione, I want to know, did you changed your mind? –
- Ronald…we already had this discussion, no I did not change my mind and I won’t change it. –
- ‘Mione, it is not good what are you doing, chasing career, living with the git in his dungeons. Is he treating you correctly? –
- I’ll pretend you didn’t say that Ronald, and yes Master Snape is real gentlemen and grown man, something that I sadly cannot say about you. – she was mad now, and scared, realizing that Snape’s remark was not designed to insult her, but rather voice to possible public oppinion. Suddenly, Ron hugged her, trying to land a kiss on her lips – Ronald stop, no! –
- C’mon ‘Mione, let me remind you… -
- There is nothing to remind me about Ronald, let me go before I hex you in to the next week. – she demanded, pushing him in to the chest
- Just let it happen ‘Mione… - suddenly Ron was yanked away from her, Snape was standing behind, dangling him like a ragged doll by the collar of the shirt
- Mr Weasley, you ought to learn that Lady’s “no” is always a “no”. – his voice dark and dangerous, with nearly murderous glimmer in the eyes
- Let me go you… -
- Ronald Weasley! – Molly’s voice echoed and Snape unceremoniously dropped Ron on the floor – I won’t tolerate that kind of behavior in my house. Go to your room and stay there. –
- But, mum… -
- Now Ronald. Hermione, dear are you all right, I’m so sorry. Severus, thank you. – Molly looked ashamed and worried, and she felt sorry for the woman, unconsciously inching towards Severus, slightly shaking.
- Are you all right Miss Granger, we may leave if you desire so. – his eyes bore in to hers with concern
- I’m fine, Ron is just being git, that’s nothing new. Sorry Molly. –
- It’s fine dear, he is my son but he is downright idiot. I’ll deal with him. Severus, can I bother you to stay with Hermione, just in case… I must prepare everything there… -
- Do not worry Molly, I will take care of Miss Granger. –
She glanced at him, continuing to chop with unsteady hand, he placed his hand over hers, and pull out the knife
- Are you honestly fine? We can leave… -
- No, I am bit shaken up, but it will pass. Just stay, … near me, … please. – she hugged him, at that moment she didn’t care, she just needed to feel safe, and safest place in the world, for her, was his embrace. Slightly reluctantly, he folded his hands around her, petting her curls
- As you wish. – he whispered.

[1] This is actually charm I trown in, it is not connected to the cannon in any way
If She Knew What She Wants – The Bangles
If she knew what she wants
(He'd be giving it to her)
If she knew what she needs
(He could give her that too)
If she knew what she wants
(But he can't see through her)
If she knew what she wants
He'd be giving it to her
Giving it to her
But she wants everything
(He can pretend to give her everything)
Or there's nothing she wants
(She don't want to sort it out)
He's crazy for this girl
(But she don't know what she's looking for)
If she knew what she wants
He'd be giving it to her
Giving it to her
I'd say her values are corrupted
But she's open to change
Then one day she's satisfied
And the next I'll find her crying
And it's nothing she can explain
If she knew what she wants
(He'd be giving it to her)
If she knew what she needs
(He could give her that too)
If she knew what she wants
(But he can't see through her)
If she knew what she wants
He'd be giving it to her
Giving it to her (giving it to her)
Some have a style
That they work hard to refine
So they walk a crooked line
But she won't understand
Why anyone would have to try
To walk a line when they could fly
No sense thinking I could rehabilitate her
When she's fine, fine, fine
She's got so many ideas traveling around in her head
She doesn't need nothing from mine
If she knew what she wants
(He'd be giving it to her)
If she knew what she needs
(He'd be givin' it too)
If she knew what she wants
(But he can't see through her)
If she knew what she wants
He'd be giving it to her
Giving it to her
But she wants everything
(He can pretend to give her everything)
Or there's nothing she wants
(She don't want to sort it out)
He's crazy for this girl
(But she don't know what she's looking for)
If she knew what she wants
He'd be giving it to her
Giving it to her
(He'd be giving it to her)
(He could give her that too)
(But he can't see through her)
Ooooooh, giving it to her
Giving it to her now
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