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Memories of Deception	By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sorry I haven't been able to spend much time on this the last 2 days. Here's a short one to keep you going. Please let me know how you think I am doing.

When she woke the next morning she could see the imprint of his body in the sheets on the other side, but he was nowhere to be seen. She had a vague memory of turning over sometime in the night and pressing herself up against a warm body. But I thought he wanted… I don't understand.

Confused, she stretched out a hand. The sheets were cool, so he must have been gone a while. What time is it? There was no clock in his room but Hermione decided that if Snape had got up she better too. Pulling back the sheets she realised that sometime during the night she had kicked off her towel. Oh Gods, please tell me I wasn't naked when I cuddled him.

Hermione picked up her towel from where it had fallen on the floor and wrapped it around her. She didn't want to stay in his bedroom a moment longer. She went straight to the kitchen, and finding her dress dry, put it on. The kitchen clock told her that it was just after 7. He didn't wake me again. He'd not left her much time to get breakfast ready, so she quickly ran round the kitchen, preparing a hot breakfast as fast as she could.

Fifteen minutes later, with a tray balanced in one hand, she pushed open the door of the library. He wasn't there. That's funny. He always eats in here. She cleared a space on the crowded desk and left the tray there while she went in search of him.

He wasn't in any of the rooms. She had even banged on the door of his lab to no avail. Why do I hate it so much when he isn't where he is supposed to be? She sat down on the bed heavily, trying to convince herself it was just because she didn't like the thought of getting stuck in his rooms if something had happened.

Deciding that she was too hungry to sit around any longer for him, she went back to the kitchen and made some food for herself. Eating made her feel a bit less jittery, and she decided to continue her day as normal to take her mind off Snape. It didn't work. While scrubbing the floors she was thinking about the way he had gently cleaned her body. As she tidied the library, running her fingers longingly over the books she was careful not to read, she thought about the way his fingers had run over her body, teasing her close to climax. Heat flared through her body, and she pulled her hands away, as if burned.

Despite her lack of concentration she managed to finish everything before midday. There just wasn't that much to do. She wasn't sure whether or not to expect Snape at lunchtime, but decided it would be better to be prepared than risk his ire. She had made the right decision, for half an hour later she heard the door to the study bang and footsteps pass the kitchen door. Does that man not know how to open a door without slamming it?

She served up his lunch, carrying it to him where he was waiting as normal in the library. Walking down the corridor she grew nervous, thinking about what had happened every time Snape had strayed from his usual routine. But when she entered the room he was sitting quietly, reading a book as if nothing were amiss.

Hermione hovered over him once she had set his tray down, wishing she could ask where he had been that morning, yet knowing what would happen if she did.

"Stop fidgeting, girl." He hadn't looked up at her yet, his eyes on his book. He raised a hand to motion her to move back and kneel and she obeyed. He ignored both her and the food for a while before eventually setting down the book and pulling the tray in front of him. "Eyes on the floor, girl. I had my fill of being examine while eating this morning."

Hermione frowned as she lowered her eyes, not understanding his comment. Snape seemed tetchy today. He seemed a completely different person than the night before. She waited in silence while he ate, her legs going slowly numb under her. When Snape had finished eating he pushed the tray to one side, opening his book again and laying it down in front of him.

"You have finished your work?"

She was sure he still hadn't looked at her. Did I do something wrong?

"Yes, sir."

"Do it again."

"Wha….?" She bit down on her retort, covering her mouth with one hand.

Luckily, he seemed to have ignored her outburst.

"There will be no need to you to make dinner this evening. Once you have finished your chores you will return to the exact spot you are in now. We have work to do this evening."

"Yes, Sir." More work? What does he want now?

"Take the tray and get out," he growled.

Hermione stood, grabbing the tray, and hesitated. She chewed her lip, her mind still on where he had been that morning. Deciding the answer wasn't worth the probable punishment she slowly turned to leave.

"Out with it, girl."

"Sir?" She looked back.

"I can see I will have to put up with your irritating hovering until you ask whatever question is on your mind. Out with it, so I can get some peace."

"I was wondering… where you were this morning. I made breakfast and I was… worried… when you weren't there."

He did look up at her for the first time then. "How… touching." His sneer did not have its usual bite. "But I do remember informing you last week that I take breakfast his the hall on Mondays. Surely someone supposedly as clever as yourself should be able to remember something as simple as that… Now… Out!"

Hermione stood and gaped at him for a few seconds before his last words sunk in, and she left quickly. Monday… it's not Monday. It's only Sunday! Remembering the marks on her wall she went straight to her bedroom, putting the tray down inside the door and pulling the pillow on her bed away from the wall. She counted up the marks. The last one she had added was on Friday, not having had a chance to do after she had woken up the night before.

She scratched another two marks, one for the night before and the other for that day. That still only made seven marks since she made the first on Monday. How can it be Monday? She tried to remember what Snape had said when she woke up yesterday? Only that I had slept for a long time again. She frowned. He had laughed at her, saying she was off by twelve hours, but he hadn't said anything about the day. Then if it's Monday…I must have slept for two days, not one… How can I sleep for forty-eight hours? What is wrong with me?

Snape leaned back in his chair as the girl ran out. He had caught sight of her confused face as she had left. What's the matter with her now? The concern in her voice when she had asked where he had been was strangely touching. He thought ahead to what he would have to do that evening. She wouldn't be concerned about him if he didn't show up tomorrow morning for breakfast.
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