Amidst the Ruins
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
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Chapter II
Chapter II
Professor Snape had been sitting in his favorite black, leather chair in front of the fireplace, reading. He had just taken a shower and donned his most comfortable pair of black pajama pants and a long, thin, black, robe. In his hand he held a large stack of bound papers, he had spent the last 30 min. getting completely enthralled by the latest research out on a new potion, in his other hand was a snifter of brandy. Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door.
\"Whoever is at that door better be dead or dying and if they aren’t they will be when I get through with them.\" He thought maliciously.
He threw his door open and there, standing in front of him was a scantily clad Hermione Granger with her bare chest heaving. He never realized that under those drab school robes, she had gone from an awkward, gangly 1st year, Know-It-All to a ravishing, sensuous 7th year. WHAT WAS HE THINKING!!! He couldn\'t help but notice her from her long shapely legs to her tiny waist, to her soft, creamy breasts threatening to spill from the top of her tightly laced corset, she had grown up and he had completely missed it.
\"I have obviously taken leave of my faculties. I do not have unbecoming thoughts about any of my students! Especially not this one! I have clearly had entirely too much to drink. What else would explain finding Miss I-Know-Everything Granger, to be even slightly attractive.\"
For a moment he was sure this was a dream or perhaps one of the cruel jokes his students always found so humorous, but as he looked into her face he could tell this was not some horrendous dream from which he could not wake. She had a look of fear on her face and from this he deduced that it must be the latter of the two, a cruel joke.
“Miss Granger, it is late and I haven’t the time for your petty little problems. Be gone before I deduct points from your house.” he snarled at her.
Before Snape could slam the door on her she placed a hand on his bare chest and pushed him back into his quarters and closed the door.
“What do you think you are doing Miss Granger? I am not the kind of teacher that will give you good grades for sexual favors. Leave at once!”
He then watched as she put her finger to her lips with a pleading look on her face and began to drag him by his wrist to the far corner of his room. Snape, unable to imagine a student being so bold couldn’t think of what to do next and let himself be led by this small girl. She quickly began to retell her tale as quietly as possible.
“Please, Professor Snape. I don’t think we have much time. Everyone has been put into a trance of some kind and I think you and I are the only ones not affected. The castle is crawling with Demetors and Death Eaters!”
Snape stepped back from Hermione and wrapped his robe around himself and then looked at her accusingly.
“You have obviously been partaking of illegal substances tonight at the party and I am taking you straight to the Headmaster at once!”
Snape grabbed her upper arm roughly and began to drag her to the door.
“No please! You’re not listening to me! It’s the truth!” Hermione pleaded as she tried to wriggle away from his iron like grip.
“We’ll see shortly what is the truth and what is not.”
With that he drug Hermione to the door and threw it open and there, standing in front of him was a cloaked Death Eater complete with mask. Hermione let out a whimper as the Death Eater looked down at her and pulled his mask from his face.
“I heard all the noise and came to investigate. Ah! I see you have found our little runaway for us. What excellent timing, we were just going to start the mudblood sacrifices.” The Death Eater said with a sickeningly giddy tone to his voice.
“Why was I not informed of this little gathering?” Snape said dryly.
“We didn’t have time to contact all the Death Eaters. We barely had enough time to create the potion as it was and tonight proved to be the perfect night to attack. There was also some concern of there being a traitor amongst us.”
After this statement the Death Eater eyed Snape cautiously looking for any sign of fear in his face.
“Well, Lucious, seeing as how I missed out on most of the fun I think it would be ideal to let me have this little mudblood for myself for the night. “
Lucious looked suspiciously from Hermione to Snape and back.
“Well, you do always seem to let everyone else have a go at it first. Why not let you have the first round of fun this time.” Lucious said as he ran his finger down Hermione’s cheek. She tried to bite his finger as it passed by her mouth.
“My, my, you should have a lot of fun with this one.” Lucious chuckled as he stood there staring at the two of them.
It had become obvious that Lucious was not about to leave until Snape had proved himself loyal to the Dark Lord. Snape knew Lucious suspected him and he knew what it would take to prove himself or at least what he would have to imply and in his mind he was extremely reluctant to do it even though he knew it would be required to get the both of them out of there alive. He smirked at Lucious for a moment then he slammed Hermione up against the door and began to bite and suck on her neck.
Professor Snape had been sitting in his favorite black, leather chair in front of the fireplace, reading. He had just taken a shower and donned his most comfortable pair of black pajama pants and a long, thin, black, robe. In his hand he held a large stack of bound papers, he had spent the last 30 min. getting completely enthralled by the latest research out on a new potion, in his other hand was a snifter of brandy. Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door.
\"Whoever is at that door better be dead or dying and if they aren’t they will be when I get through with them.\" He thought maliciously.
He threw his door open and there, standing in front of him was a scantily clad Hermione Granger with her bare chest heaving. He never realized that under those drab school robes, she had gone from an awkward, gangly 1st year, Know-It-All to a ravishing, sensuous 7th year. WHAT WAS HE THINKING!!! He couldn\'t help but notice her from her long shapely legs to her tiny waist, to her soft, creamy breasts threatening to spill from the top of her tightly laced corset, she had grown up and he had completely missed it.
\"I have obviously taken leave of my faculties. I do not have unbecoming thoughts about any of my students! Especially not this one! I have clearly had entirely too much to drink. What else would explain finding Miss I-Know-Everything Granger, to be even slightly attractive.\"
For a moment he was sure this was a dream or perhaps one of the cruel jokes his students always found so humorous, but as he looked into her face he could tell this was not some horrendous dream from which he could not wake. She had a look of fear on her face and from this he deduced that it must be the latter of the two, a cruel joke.
“Miss Granger, it is late and I haven’t the time for your petty little problems. Be gone before I deduct points from your house.” he snarled at her.
Before Snape could slam the door on her she placed a hand on his bare chest and pushed him back into his quarters and closed the door.
“What do you think you are doing Miss Granger? I am not the kind of teacher that will give you good grades for sexual favors. Leave at once!”
He then watched as she put her finger to her lips with a pleading look on her face and began to drag him by his wrist to the far corner of his room. Snape, unable to imagine a student being so bold couldn’t think of what to do next and let himself be led by this small girl. She quickly began to retell her tale as quietly as possible.
“Please, Professor Snape. I don’t think we have much time. Everyone has been put into a trance of some kind and I think you and I are the only ones not affected. The castle is crawling with Demetors and Death Eaters!”
Snape stepped back from Hermione and wrapped his robe around himself and then looked at her accusingly.
“You have obviously been partaking of illegal substances tonight at the party and I am taking you straight to the Headmaster at once!”
Snape grabbed her upper arm roughly and began to drag her to the door.
“No please! You’re not listening to me! It’s the truth!” Hermione pleaded as she tried to wriggle away from his iron like grip.
“We’ll see shortly what is the truth and what is not.”
With that he drug Hermione to the door and threw it open and there, standing in front of him was a cloaked Death Eater complete with mask. Hermione let out a whimper as the Death Eater looked down at her and pulled his mask from his face.
“I heard all the noise and came to investigate. Ah! I see you have found our little runaway for us. What excellent timing, we were just going to start the mudblood sacrifices.” The Death Eater said with a sickeningly giddy tone to his voice.
“Why was I not informed of this little gathering?” Snape said dryly.
“We didn’t have time to contact all the Death Eaters. We barely had enough time to create the potion as it was and tonight proved to be the perfect night to attack. There was also some concern of there being a traitor amongst us.”
After this statement the Death Eater eyed Snape cautiously looking for any sign of fear in his face.
“Well, Lucious, seeing as how I missed out on most of the fun I think it would be ideal to let me have this little mudblood for myself for the night. “
Lucious looked suspiciously from Hermione to Snape and back.
“Well, you do always seem to let everyone else have a go at it first. Why not let you have the first round of fun this time.” Lucious said as he ran his finger down Hermione’s cheek. She tried to bite his finger as it passed by her mouth.
“My, my, you should have a lot of fun with this one.” Lucious chuckled as he stood there staring at the two of them.
It had become obvious that Lucious was not about to leave until Snape had proved himself loyal to the Dark Lord. Snape knew Lucious suspected him and he knew what it would take to prove himself or at least what he would have to imply and in his mind he was extremely reluctant to do it even though he knew it would be required to get the both of them out of there alive. He smirked at Lucious for a moment then he slammed Hermione up against the door and began to bite and suck on her neck.