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Snape's Story	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 33390 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Complete. Het, solo, oral.

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“Dr. Granger? Are you listening to me?”

Yanked from her fantasy of a naked and sweaty Severus Snape, Hermione glanced up to stare at the middle aged Witch seated before her. “I'm sorry Mrs. McKelvy.” She mumbled, glancing down at her watch. “It seems our time is almost up for today. Why don't we continue this at our next session?” She breathed out a sigh relief as the woman gathered her robe and her bag and exited the room.

'I have to quit doing that.' She chastised herself. 'Daydreaming like a lovesick school girl. You'd think I'd never been involved with a man before. 'Probably because you haven't.' The voice inside her said wickedly. 'At least not a man like this. Oh the things he can do with his......' A light tapping on her door interrupted her thoughts.

“Come in.” She called out looking up as her assistant poked his head inside the door.

“Harry Potter messaged earlier. He wants to know if you're free for lunch this afternoon?”

“Message him back and tell him I'll meet him in his office round noon.”

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“It seems like ages since we've had a proper chat.” Hermione smiled happily as they spread out sandwiches and bags of crisps on the round meeting table in Harry's office.

“I know it's always so busy.”

“How's Ginny?” She asked, taking a sip of Pumpkin Juice.

“Wonderful. I've finally convinced her to move into Grimmauld Place with me.” Harry smiled happily.

“Without marriage? I'm sure Molly had something to say about that.”

“Of course she did. But as Ginny pointed out George and Luna are living together so......”

“So what's good for the gander is good for the goose?”

“Something like that. So what's new with you? I heard you're no longer treating Snape. What happened there?”

“Well.........” Hermione stared down at her lunch, cursing the blush that now colored her face. “I've been meaning to talk to you. I've got a bit of news......”

“Oh Merlin. You haven't.” Harry exclaimed, dropping his sandwich onto his napkin. His eyes widened as his old friend grinned sheepishly up at him. “You have. You are. You're shagging Severus Snape.” He shook his head in disbelief.” Well go on then. Spill it. How did this happen?”

“How does it ever happen Harry? Two people spend time together, realize they fancy one another, and then one thing leads to the other......”

“And you had sex with Snape.” He shook his head in disbelief. “ Well is it everything you hoped it would be? I just can't picture it. Snape being sexual. He's so cold......” He shuddered dramatically. “So Snape. Does he even bother to take off his robes and frock coat or does he stay all buttoned up and just pull his cock out?”

“Harry!” She laughed. “He actually has quite a magnificent body, all lean and muscled. Very fit.” She sighed dreamily. “He's wonderful really, affectionate, attentive, passionate and that old saying about large noses............”

“Ugh stop. I don't want to know.” He groaned.

“Well you asked.”

“I suppose I did.” He frowned. “Is he good to you? What about the drinking.”

“We're...................working on it. He's trying. Well he's never been in a real relationship before has he?”

“I guess not. Are you happy at least? You look happy.”

“I don't think I've ever been happier.”

“Snape.” Harry said, shaking his head. “I just can't imagine what you see in him.”

“Only that he's smart, funny, witty, brilliant, affectionate and a simply amazing lover. Harry, the things that man can do with his........”

“Oiy stop.” Harry groaned, waving his hand in the air. “This is still Snape we're talking about.” He shook his head again. “The greasy git of the dungeons is affectionate and funny. Though I suppose there was a reason my Mum was friends with him for all those years. Did you tell him it was you who saved him?”

“Mmm hmmm.” She nodded, taking a bite of her sandwich.

“What'd he say?”

“He was shocked, and a bit relieved. It seems he'd been having some very vivid dreams about me. I think on some unconscious level he'd seen me and knew I'd been there. He said he thought he was losing his mind. I think he was grateful to know it had all really happened.”

“You and Snape.”

“Me and Snape.” She grinned happily.

“Well I suppose we should have you both round to Grimmauld Place for dinner. Or are you planning on keeping this a secret from everyone?”

“No.” She shook her head thoughtfully. “We're just not sure how to tell everyone. George and Luna already know, of course. But I imagine it's going to come as a bit of a shock to some. A dinner party might just be the perfect way to let everyone know, something casual and small.”

“So how is he managing without magic? What does he do with his time? I know I'd go absolutely mental.” Harry shuddered slightly at the thought.

“It is driving him mental.” Hermione sighed. “He's used to being busy, productive. Currently he is refurbishing his parent's old home at Spinner's End.”

“On his own? Without magic?” Harry leaned back in his seat. “That's a lot of work. I remember when the Dursley's used me as their own private handyman. Painting, sawing, hammering. That can be back breaking labor. How does he even know what he's doing?”

“He goes to the library and researches it. He's become quite proficient at using the internet. He's even talking about getting his own computer. Oh and he's been attending some classes at the local DIY shop. Can you just picture it? Snape as someone's student?”

“No I can't.” The dark haired young man laughed. “What else. He can't be working all the time. But then again it's Snape, maybe he can.”

“He spends a lot of time with the old woman next door, Mrs. Harvey. She's known him since he was a baby. Oh.” She exclaimed loudly, reaching down to rummage through her handbag. “Look what she gave me.”

Harry took the offered muggle photograph. “Is this Snape?” He stared in disbelief at the black haired baby wearing only a nappy and a serious expression standing next to a patch of flowers. “Doesn't he ever smile?”

“Oh Harry. He smiles all the time for me.” Hermione said, taking the picture back and gazing fondly at it. “As bad as you had it at the Dursley's, I think Snape had it even worse with his parents.” She signed sadly. “Some of the stories Mrs. Harvey has told me makes my skin crawl. He helps her around the house and has tea with her most afternoons. He says he hates it, but I know it secretly loves it and she just worships him. She's teaching him to drive.”

“Snape? Driving?” Harry frowned. “She doesn't find it a bit odd that a forty something grown man doesn't already know how to drive? What did he tell her?”

“The truth.” She burst out laughing at the shocked look on Harry's face. “Not that truth. He told her that since he'd spent the vast majority of his adult life either living or teaching at an exclusive boarding school in Scotland he'd never seen any reason to learn to drive or get a license, but now that he's decided to take up residence in London, it would be handy to know how to drive a car.

“Oh.” Harry nodded, gathering up their trash and walking over to the rubbish bin. “I'm really happy for you 'Mione. I really am. I hope everything works out for you both. I'll have Ginny phone you with a date for dinner.”

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“Dr. Granger.”

“Blackboard paint.” Snape's voice barked from the other end of the phone

“I beg your pardon?”

“It's a paint that put on your wall that turns it into a chalkboard so you can write on it.”

“Well yes, I know what it is, Severus.” She laughed. “What I don't know is why you are barking it at me over the phone without a “Hello” or a greeting or anything.”

“Oh bother.” She heard him mumbled into the phone. “Hello my beautiful Hermione and how is your day?” He said with sarcastic cheerfulness. “I was just at the DIY shop and discovered this thing called Blackboard paint and I was wondering what you thought about using it on the large wall in the kitchen. You know how we both like to scribble down thoughts the moment they pop into our heads What do you think?”

“I think it's a splendid idea. Are you still planning on using the sage color we picked out?”

“Yes, that and the gray for the sitting room. I think it will go best with the darker gray furniture we picked out. What time should I be at your flat tonight?”

“Round 7?

“I'll be there. Are we still having pot roast?”

“Of course. As requested.”

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“Harry and I had lunch this afternoon.” She said as they sat in her tiny dining room.

The dark man seated next to her snorted noncommitally and forked another piece of pot roast into his mouth. He had been quiet and sullen since arriving at her flat. Ignoring his mood, she pressed on. “I told him about us and he's really happy.” She watched as he took a piece of bread and slowly spread butter on it. “Did you hear me Severus?”

“Yes Hermione, I heard you.” He dropped the knife down with a loud clank. “The Boy Wonder is happy. Shall I call the Daily Prophet?”

“No.” She frowned. “I just thought you might be a bit relieved that maybe our friends will take the news better then we originally anticipated.”

“Whose friends?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Fine, my friends.” She sighed and took a small bite of meat. “Anyway, Ginny's going to be calling me and we thought we might plan a small dinner party at Grimmauld Place. Just something casual.” She paused, waiting for him to say something. He continued to eat his meal in silence. “So...” she pressed on. “would that be something you'd be willing to go to?”

“If you want me to.” He grunted, shoveling in another bite of potatoes.

“Oh. Well wonderful. You know that might be an opportunity for you to speak to Harry. We never got very far into the AA principles before your sessions ended. But one of the 12 steps is to ask forgiveness to the people you have wronged. I'm quite sure you carry some guilt.........” She jumped when he slammed his hand down on the table, sending a glass tumbler careening off the edge to shatter on the floor.

“For fuck's sake Hermione.” He roared, his face angry. “I said I would go. Must you go on and on and on about it? Does every conversation have to turn into a counseling session with you? Can't I just eat my bloody meal in peace?”
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