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Title: Blame it on the Hormones
Author: inau_Eclipse
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I, in no way own the characters of this
story, all of it save for the idea (which is mine) belongs to and is sole
property of JK Rowling!
Chapter 2
A long
ride…
Hermione was royally pissed; the
supposedly sunny morning that she had awoken to earlier had given way to bouts
of rain and fierce gusts of wind. Not that she didn’t like the rain; the
weather actually seemed to appeal to her as well as her present emotions.
Muggles were lucky that they were actually muggles she
thought. Lucky that she didn’t hex them on spot for being so damn careless and
obtuse! All morning they had seemed to get in her way, bug her and just rub her
the wrong way. She just hoped that nothing overly irritating was to show up at
the train station, or in the train itself. She really just didn’t want to deal
with it, and was pretty sure that they wouldn’t want to deal with her.
“Oy!
Hermione! Wait up!” Ron, for all of his quidditch training still huffed as he
ran to catch up with her. He shied back though when he was almost leveled with
a glare so menacing it would have put Lucius Malfoy to shame. “Jeez, what’s
stuck up your arse ‘Moine?”
Hermione
took a mental step back, why was she acting this way towards her own friend?
“I’m sorry Ron, I didn’t mean to give you that glare, I’ve just been
slightly upset lately.” For a variety of reasons she added mentally. Snape
being one of them. Of course that little tidbit of information would
definitely not be leaked out to Ron any time soon. Nor to Harry, both would
flip, and that was a massive understatement.
“’Moine,
you there, I’ve been calling your name for the past minute and a half!” Ron
grabbed her arm and dragged her towards the brick pillar where Harry had
stopped to meet them. “Seriously, you were in your own little world.” Ron
continued on while Hermione gave Harry a big hug, “We need to get a good seat
on the train, I wouldn’t want to be sitting with any of the lower years, all
they ever do it chatter on like anything!”
“Like how
you were doing before Ron? It’s no wonder Hermione zoned out on you!” Harry
prodded. “Then again, you always did talk to much!” This elicited a laugh out
of Hermione, which was quickly stifled as Ron’s ears brightened to a
fashionable red.
“Either
way, you two do know that I can’t sit with you, I’m Head girl now, I have to
sit in the cabin reserved for me.” She sighed knowing that this was to be a
long ride, a long, boring, uneventful ride…
ooooOOOooooOOOoooo
She reclined comfortably in her
Head girl compartment reading ‘An Overview of A Hydra's Social Hierarchies’. So
entrenched was she in her reading that not only did she miss the cacophony that
was erupting around her but the slight tremble that had preceded it as well.
The door to her compartment slid open on silent wheels then snapped shut with a
snick. She didn’t need to look
up to know who was in her compartment with her; she had sensed him at the door.
It had been an animalistic instinct from within that had set her body ablaze
with want. She looked through hooded eyes to see his long black robes, a closer
inspection showing a detailed trim in green and gray on the expensive fabric.
Her eyes moved upwards, her eyes fixated to the crotch of his pants for more than
a couple seconds. Then over the seemingly plain white shirt with the multitude
of buttons running along it. Her hands itched to run along her chest, to find
out exactly what was hidden underneath all the layers.
His skin looked so creamy up close,
pale, yet creamy, hardly the greasy look that everyone seemed to apply to
him. His mouth wide and moving in way
that was starting to make her pulse race. His onyx eyes seemed to stare into
hers, penetrating her, and she giggled inwardly at the thought.
“Have you heard a single word that
I’ve said Miss Granger?” Snape asked her pointedly. The girl just seemed to be
lost in her own world when she started to read, or study to be more apt. She
really did study a little too much, reminded him of himself at an earlier age.
He soon shook the thought from his head and fixed her with an even sterner
glare to set the fear of him into her.
“Have you not heard the commotion outside, or have you been to
occupied reading books then paying attention to your surroundings? As head Girl
you should be setting an example although I wouldn’t put it past you to forget
such a minor thing. Considering all the time you have spent with the wonder-boy
himself and his errant sidekick, I’m surprised that their shenanigans haven’t
rubbed off on you sooner.”
He continued on, knowing that he
was stroking on a particular nerve. “Due to your friends serious lack in
judgment, half the train is not only a shambles but the students must now be
forced to double bunk in the compartments. I have the unfortunate coincidence
of being assigned to your compartment, as I am also required to ‘dish out’ your
head girl duties, as Professor Dumbledore will be away for the first week of
classes.”
Hermione continued to stare into
his eyes, while rampant, highly erotic fantasies played out in her head of
Professor Snape and herself. What she wouldn’t give to feel his long fingers
play over her heated flesh. His tongue tracing trails over her neck, breasts
and thighs making her scream his name. She licked her lips slowly, frowning at
how dry her mouth had become. She felt an instant rush of wetness as her name
past his lips again, and inwardly sighed at the futility of it all.
“…Those
shall be your head girl duties, and I trust that they will not interfere with
your studies Miss Granger?” Severus watched as her tongue darted out to slowly
lick her lips to a seemingly dull shine, and wet as they were he had a terrible
time trying to take his eyes away from the delicious sight.
Lost in
though she had heard nothing of what the Professor had just explained to her,
and contrary to her nature, didn’t ask for it to be repeated, she did not want
to look the fool in any situation that included…Him. “Not that I am aware of
Professor.” It would interrupt my studies of you though, she thought to
herself.
The
continuation of the ride was mostly uneventful other than the veritable humming
of the illicit thoughts that seemed to race through her mind in record numbers.
The sheer proximity had her daydreaming about how he would take her, how his
thick length would stretch her. So many variations on a theme, all steamier
than the last yet never ending. It was going to be a long ride…
ooooOOOooooOOOoooo
Unbeknownst
to her Snape had secretly and almost too easily slid into her mind. He had
wanted to see what thoughts lay behind her chocolate brown eyes. He had dreamt
of her, every night for the past four years, ongoing torment and pain, and yet
so much pleasure. He had dreamed of her creamy porcelain feature contorted in
pleasure as he rammed into her. Tasting her honeyed skin, and luscious lips.
She had filled out so much over the years, blossoming into something so much
more. Her hair, once unruly and awkward was now almost perfectly coiffed into
thick earthy toned ringlets that danced about her head when she talked or
laughed. Her eyes, with her thick lashes seemed hooded secretly holding
something back from everyone else; a secret that only she knew. Her body had
filled out in ways that made his blood boil and his flesh stand at attention
when she merely breathed. He watched as her chest slowly expanded with each
breath, slowly pushing her chest out. She had grown, oh, Merlin how she had
grown.
Then it hit
him, the images, and sounds, so real, and vivid. He had to cough to cover his
quick intake of breath at what Miss Granger had been thinking. He viewed her
thoughts quickly, passing over each as quickly as the last, groaning inwardly
as he finally understood. It was going to be a long ride…
ooooOOOooooOOOoooo
Hopefully you like it! For those who would like me to
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Thanks!
inau_Eclipse
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