Good Things Come To Ye Who Try | By : Alarka26 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 3857 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: There are two tiny pads
sticking to my head as the doctors are telling me something. But at the moment,
I am too busy with 10,000 bolts of electricity going through my entire body. I
watch as the doctors turn off the switch, and I feel my entire body start to
relax. As I am able to speak again, I sigh out, "I do not own Harry
Potter, nor will I ever." I can see the doctors are not pleased with my
results, for they have heard my mumbling through the bit in my mouth. "Time to call in the last resort."
As Hermione made a beeline straight for Professor
Snape, Ron watched as she swayed her hips a little bit more than she ever did.
Come to think of it, she never swayed her hips! He thought to himself.
Draco came up to him at the precise moment he was
looking at Hermione. Draco knew that he had to distract them, even if he hated
to do that to his friends, if Hermione ever wanted a chance to be with his
godfather.
"Oi! Ron!" Draco yelled while waving a hand in front of
his face, "You look like your still on the train, what’s up with you
mate?"
Ron snapped out of his daze, but it wasn’t because
of his attention to what Draco was saying, it was Celica coming off the train.
It was odd, he couldn’t find her, he checked at of the compartments.
The irony of all of it,
is that every time he entered a compartment, she exited one and entered another
one, looking for him; and getting the same response, ‘you just missed him.’ Ron
helped her off, while she smiled at him, she then kissed him, square on the
lips.
"I’ve missed you," She cooed into his
ear.
Ron turned a deep shade of red at this statement,
only she could do that to him now. Draco watched as Ron and his girlfriend
where in a deep conversation. He also was able to catch as an extraordinary
girl, who he had never seen attend this school, stepped out of the car. Her
hair was a straight blond; almost like his own.
Her eyes were, gasp,
not blue, but a deep brownish gray. She had a great figure, and wasn’t afraid
to wear robes that showed it off. Draco decided he would keep an eye on this
new witch, maybe she would prove interesting. Forcing himself to look away from
the girl, and keep his precious sight from not seeing Ron and Harry with each
of their girlfriends, he looked over to see how Hermione was doing with Snape.
She walked over in a strut that would make a man
fall to his knees. But Severus Snape was a man that could stand on two feet
while an Unforgivable Curse was thrown upon him; so this was a breeze.
Or was it? Severus could feel his knees go weak as
he saw her approaching. ‘what has she done over the
summer?’ he thought to himself as the little vixen was standing before him
with a innocent smile. ‘Innocent my arse,’ he thought to himself as he
gave a scowl to the beauty.
"Miss. Granger, is there some reason why you
are smiling at me like an idiot?" He asked with a hint of sarcasm in his
voice.
Hermione looked at him, ‘OK, just remember what
Draco told me to do, that’s all I have to do…I CAN’T DO IT! Yes I can yes I
can, just keep thinking that Hermione and you will get through this.’
"Why sir, it’s always a pleasure to
see you."
Severus smirk faded, and was replaced with the
great sound of him gulping. She was a vixen. Over the summer someone replaced
the Hermione Granger that he knew, and put this, lovely, tantalizing, vixen on
the Express. ‘Well two can play at this game.’
"Well, I guess if I cause such a beautiful
woman such pleasure, then I guess you do have a reason to smile."
‘Did he just come on to me?’ she thought to
herself, ‘Draco must really be a miracle worker, I’ll
have to fix him up with someone to show my appreciation.’
"I’d would love to
stay and chat all day, but I really need to round up the first years."
"Miss. Granger," she turned around and
looked at him, "Detention, for not using sir or professor."
Draco watched as the two interacted with each
other. ‘Success!’ he thought to himself as he saw Hermione get a shocked
expression as his godfather gave the head girl a detention, for no apparent
reason.
As Hermione walked back to the group, she gave a
look that said, thank you so much, it worked. Draco took her aside and began to
talk to her.
"So, how was my godfather, did he react the
exact way I said that he would?"
"Oh exactly, he gave me detention and
everything, it’s the day after tomorrow."
Draco smirked, "Well let’s round up these
first years then we can get into our carriages."
They called the first years over with Severus
standing behind them, almost making the first years wet their pants. They
escorted them over to the carriages (they couldn’t use the boats this year
because Hagrid was not there to put them out) and made sure that they all got
in safely and were instructed where to go before they went into the Great Hall.
Severus, Draco, and Hermione took their accustom
carriage at the front of the line. As they got in, Severus sat down at the far
left corner of the carriage, Draco got in after that, and sat on the side
closet to the door. But as Hermione got in, Draco stuck his foot out, causing
her to trip over his leg and fall face first into Severus’s lap.
"Miss Granger, This position is a little
Scandalous, wouldn’t you say?"
Hermione looked up and him and blushed really
hard. Screw what she had said before, she was going to
kill Draco as soon as they got up to the castle. They all felt the carriage
start to move, Severus and Hermione let out a breathe
of relief; hoping the other didn’t catch it. Draco watched the two get
comfortable, and decided to make both of them squirm for a bit.
‘This will most defiantly be fun,’ he
thought to himself.
"So Uncle, what has your summer been like? I
hope that your dreams have been better. That one night you scared me the way
you were moaning in your sleep." He grinned.
If no one knew better, or if the carriage hadn’t
been so dark; both young Head’s of House could have seen a blush on their dear
professor’s face that would make a Wesley proud. Hermonie bit her lip almost
hard enough to draw blood, but she still let out a little snort of some sorts.
Serevrus looked over at the young vixen, ‘Oh
Merlin, she knows…but wait a minute, if she knows, and is still flirting with
me…………..hmmmmmm.’
Serevrus grew into a wide smirk, "Why yes my
sleep has been much better, thank you Draco," he gazed at Hermione, but
sill had his head facing Draco, "but I must admit, my dreams have not been
as exciting as that one night."
Hermione blushed, she shook it off, she wasn’t going to let him get to her just yet.
"Maybe professor, you need something to spice
your life up." She smiled, trying to make it seem just an innocent
discussion.
"Miss Granger, would you have a suggestion
for what might, ‘Spice’ up my life?" He asked, trying to seem annoyed, and
passing for now.
"I don’t know Professor,
I’ll probably have the answer for you tomorrow, at my detention?" She
smiled sweetly.
Draco just watched what went on, he liked his
work, oh yes he did. Just one comment would lead them into a flirting frieze.
He was also glad that he wasn’t going to be at that detention if he knew
Hermione well enough.
The ride went one with idle conversations, winks,
gestures, and other sorts of flirting mechanisms that Serevrus and Hermione
could think up of, and do, without making the other one ‘realize’ that they
were flirting. The carriage stopped and they got off, Draco was out first, then
Hermione.
"Oh Professor," She called back to him,
as she was about to call for the first year’s, "you said that the
detention was going to be in regular clothing, correct?"
He hesitated for a second, ‘What is she up to?’
but nodded anyway.
She walked back over to him and spoke to him so
only he could hear it, "Thank you sir,"
She let the sir drip off of her tongue like warm
honey.
As he watched her walk away, he shuddered, oh he
couldn’t wait until tomorrow, he just hoped he could make it until then.
When everyone was settled into the Great Hall,
First years sorted into houses, and all other Head jobs accomplished, Hermione
sat down next to Celica and Ginny, while the boys sat at the opposite sides. As
of late, Hermione always tried to sit away from the two couples, but there was
the little problem of Ginny and Celica getting very upset. It happened over the
summer, Ginny wouldn’t speak to her, when Hermione all of a sudden walked over
to another table and got a char and sat at the head. She thought she was
telling her something.
“I can’t imagine why your
angry with me Hermione, I didn’t do anything!” Ginny had pleaded with her.
To be truthful, Harry had accidentally started to
play footsie with herself instead of the real person that he was supposed to be
playing with. Hermione had chuckled a little, but she knew if there was some
kind of misunderstanding between any of them, there was going to be some hell
to pay; from either of the parties.
“So Hermione, how did
you, the best student, top marks, always warning other people not to get in
trouble, get the first detention of the year?” Celica asked.
Ginny took an interest in the conversation, and
nodded her head vigorously.
“I’ll tell you both later, when boys are not
presence of young children.” Hermione said while pointing over to the boys
opposite of her.
The-Boy-Who-Lived, and
The-Boy-Who-Saved-And-Helped-The-Boy-Who-Lived-Defeat-Voldemort, were currently
kicking each other in the shins, waiting for the other to give up and call
mercy. ‘Well, if this is what the world’s next generation of Auror’s is, then
there will be no hope for us.’ Hermione, Celica, and Ginny all thought at the
same exact time.
Dumbledore got up and held his hand up for silence,
“This year, we are glad to receive two new students for their final year at
Hogwart’s. Professor McGonagall, would you please show them in.”
Professor McGonagall opened the doors, and
escorted two very, interesting, but still, beautiful girls in. They were
wearing school robes, but instead of the regular robes, they were cut to about
their knees, and covering the girl’s feet were a paint
covered Doc Martin’s. The other had a pair of leopard covered converse. One of
the Girl’s had a nose piercing, while the other one
had their eyebrow pierced. Leopard had a girl styled Mohawk that was a bright
pink on the tips and black at the roots. DM had purple hair with liberty spikes
that were purple and black.
Leopard stood at about 5”3, which was really short
in comparison to all the other students, but what made up for her shortness
complex was her face and body. She had striking blue eyes that seemed to be so
crystal blue, her eyes seemed to look into your soul. She had full lips and a
smile that could melt any guys socks off. She was how
Hermonie was, somewhere in between the distinction of weight.
Her friend was the same way, the only difference
was that she looked exotic and she was 5”9 with obsidian eyes. The way she
carried herself showed that she could probably kill you if she really, REALLY
wanted to. Though currently, the smile on her face reviled that she wouldn’t
hurt a fly.
The two of them were laughing over something that
could not be determined by the rest of their classmates. They were almost
tumbling over with laughter when they reached the stoop with the sorting hat
perched on top.
McGonagall smiled down at them, “
Nowell, Michelle.”
Leapord walked up to the stool and sat down, McGonagall set the hat on top of the girl’s head.
“GRFFI-…. HUFFLE-….”
The sorting hat started to shout out names of
house, but was never able to complete them. Michelle was giggling, and the
sorting hat became silent.
“SLYTHERIN!” The hat finally shouted.
Michelle skipped (literally) to the table were she
was welcomed with open arms.
McGonagall scrunched her nose and shouted,
“Cobain, Taylor”
Taylor went up and sat on the stool, before the hat touched her
head, it shouted the same name as it did for her friend.
“SLYTHERIN!”
Taylor looked somewhat disappointed, but still skipped to join
her friend.
Dumbledore looked at the two students,
they would be an interesting pair, but very beneficial to this years term.
Hermione exchanged knowing glances with everyone else. ‘Well, I knew that my romantic
life this year would be interesting, but now, I know there will never be a dull
moment anytime.’
Author’s note: This stories actually on Fan Fiction I just realized, so
yeah. R&R!
Alarka
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