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Living	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 31345 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Living: Chapter 2

Hermione walked in quietly to double potions the next morning. Her heart was beating so fast she felt lightheaded. She slid into a seat next to Harry, looking quite flustered. "Do you think this class is going to be as painful as it was before?"

Harry rolled his eyes and flipped open his potions book, "Maybe Snape will try being nice, now that he isn't chained to Old Tom Riddle. " Hermione groaned and slugged Harry in the arm. The class sat quietly, dreading what the old bat would assign them on the first day of class.

As if wanting to make a grand entrance, Snape entered the room in a swirl. "This class is not for the weak minded. Seventh year potion students will be tested beyond anything they could possibly imagine. "His black hair fell around his pale face as his dark eyes looked at each face in the room. "If any of you think that you will not be able to handle the challenge this year and live up to my expectations, you are welcome to leave…now!" No one moved a muscle as Snape looked around the room, again, to see if any of them would take him up on his offer. The class sat in discomfited silence. After five minutes of Professor Snape staring down the class he began, "Open your books to page forty-five. We will begin today making a rare potion to alleviate the pain of splinching. Read the directions well and then gather your supplies from the cupboard." His strong, baritone voice, reverberated throughout the classroom. "There will be no talking as these potions are made. Do I make myself clear?"

Hermione's hand shot up in the air. Snape gave a huge sigh and rolled his eyes. "Why am I not surprised? A potions class would not be complete without Miss Granger asking a question." There were many snickers heard around the classroom, the loudest coming from Ron Weasley and Draco Malfoy. Blushing, Hermione tentatively looked around, "Yes Sir, I was just wondering, if we have a problem with the potion, can we at least come ask you a question?"

Snape gave her one of his well-known glares, making Hermione feel like a dunderhead that he was always complaining about. "Miss Granger, only one question per class time and you now have used up that one permitted question." Hermione's mouth opened wide, ready to protest, "That will be enough, now get to work!" he barked loudly.

Now, this was the Professor Snape that she knew well, not the caring man that had soothed her hurt feelings last night. Maybe it had all been a dream. She sat staring at Professor Snape, while the other students quickly began reading their potions book. She had never really noticed how tall and fit he was. What would he look like with all of those clothes off of him? What would he be like in the heat of passion? Would Snape be a soft and gentle lover or a rough and snarky beast in bed?

Snape walked up to her shaking her from her daydreaming. He bent close to her ear, "Is there a problem Miss Granger? Did you not understand the assignment?" His breath tickled her ear sending shivers down her spine. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She then opened her eyes, with a shake of her head and started reading her book. Professor Snape headed back to his desk and sat down to correct papers from his fourth year students.

That had been fun! It was not going to take much to unhinge Hermione. Looking once again at her, he smirked, as he saw how tense she was. Hermione was giving him fleeting looks as she tried to finish her potions. Snape sat at his desk, trying to coyly correct papers, while keeping an eye on Hermione Granger at the same time. The conversation he had with Hermione, the previous evening, had really unsettled him. It had been late into the night before he had fallen asleep. All he could think of were her beautiful eyes, full of tears. He tried to understand why he had felt so protective of this young woman. She had made him crazy for six years; but was now making him go wild in another way. He could still remember the sweet, vanilla smell that surrounded her in the corridor. It almost made him heady, a moment ago, standing near her.

Severus peeked up at her and their eyes met. Hermione blushed and quickly looked down at her ingredients she was chopping. He could see that she was acting more nervous and jumpy than she normally did around him. What was going on? He hadn't done anything to scare her…yet. There had been other female students that had crushed on him before; but this seemed very different. Maybe what was different this time was how he was feeling about the female student. He got up to circulate around the room and could see Hermione's eyes following him. He tried not to stare back, but as the minutes slowly ticked by, it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore her. The potions classroom was feeling warmer than normal and he could feel the sweat trickling miserably down his back. He was getting close to Hermione's table when he saw Harry leaning over to whisper to her.

"What has gotten into you? Why do you keep staring at Snape?" Harry was shaking his head at her behavior."You look like he is going to bite your head off."

"That will be 20 points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter. I said that there was to be no talking during class time." Snape was now at their table. Harry started to protest, but Hermione stuck her elbow in his ribs. Harry pursed his lips and rolled his eyes at the unfair treatment he always received from Snape. So much for fighting together and saving the miserable man's life. He wouldn't even be alive if it hadn't been for Harry and Hermione. Some things were never meant to change he supposed. He soon went back to chopping and mixing his ingredients. He didn't need any more points taken away this soon in the school year.

As soon as Severus saw Harry getting back to work, he stepped behind Hermione. He leaned over her shoulder to look into her cauldron, "I would suggest that you pay more attention to your potion, Miss Granger, than to what I am doing during class time." He stood there hovering behind her, his hair brushed against her face and ear. Her hair smelled so clean and flowery, he had to sniff its sweet fragrance. He could feel Hermione's response, as her breathing quickened. Hermione looked behind her and their lips were mere inches apart. Severus noticed how pink and full her lips were. If it had been anywhere other than class, he would have dove in and kissed her lips. Hermione looked away and Severus gave an inward chuckle. This would be entertaining baiting the girl, or he should say, the young woman. Now that she was older, it would be fun toying with her and see where it would lead. It was time to have some enjoyment in his life. Propriety be damned! He rushed away in a whirl and headed back to the front of the class. He smirked as he sat down at his desk. He had read her thoughts earlier, and grinned, thinking, "You may find out, someday, what kind of a lover I am."

Potions class, had never gone slower for Hermione, than it had this day. She gathered her things and ran out of the classroom. She leaned against the wall in the corridor and tried to catch her breath. What in the bloody hell had happened in there today? Was Snape teasing her or was he really coming on to her? She stood there with her eyes closed trying to make sense of it all. She wished that she knew Severus Snape better and could piece together his actions. She was thinking so hard, that she had a death grip on her potions textbook and was hugging it against her chest.

"Hermione, are you OK? You were acting funny all through potions. Do you not feel well?" He put his hand up to her forehead and felt for a fever. Harry was truly concerned with Hermione's abnormal behavior. Out of all of the people in his life, Hermione was the most well- balanced individual he knew. If she started losing it, the whole world would fall apart.

She opened her eyes, trying to figure out how to respond to Harry without telling a full-out lie, "Harry I am fine. I am still a little upset over what happened last night."

"Ron was being a true git for sure. Do you want me to talk to him?" Harry reached over and gave her hand a squeeze. He was getting tired of refereeing for his two closest friends.

Hermione smiled at her best friend, "Thanks Harry, but I need to work this out by myself." As they walked to lunch, little did Harry realize what she really wanted to work out and it had nothing to do with Ron. She was going to find out what was up with Professor Snape Either he was being sincere in his actions or he was being a tease and leading her on. The main thing that she knew was that the whole situation was giving her a headache. Would things ever be easy when it came to the men in her life?

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OK…there is one more chapter of this story and the evolving story of Snape and Hermione. I love the cat and mouse game they are playing. What fun! Tell me more of what you think. Please review!
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