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The Morning After

Chapter Three- A Touch of
Insanity

Author: Queen Celestia

Disclaimer: In the Seventh
book of Harry Potter it is in fact revealed that J.K. Rowling is the creative
genius of the entire series! Oh noes what will I do!
D:

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She looked at herself in the mirror after changing her clothes, she
pulled her collar higher up trying to hide the dark bruises
.. which would be called hickies
in the muggle world. Hermione blushed remembering
last night and decided that she needed to head down to breakfast. A smile upon
her face at perhaps seeing her snarky Potions
Professor caused her step to become lighter. Maybe she would seduce him again.

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Entering the Great Hall for breakfast, Hermione glanced at the staff
table and felt a tug at her heart, he wasn�t there.

Sitting down beside Ron, she said a weak �Good Morning.� And
was rather miffed that he did not reply. Fine then, be that way, she
thought angrily stabbing some bacon upon her plate. She took a bite, and � she
felt queasy. Pushing the food away she wondered vaguely if her period was
coming early. She frowned, maybe the contraceptive
potion had that effect on her � something like the morning after pill.� Rons silence was
starting to truly irate her, deciding to get the worst over with, Hermione
turned to Ron.

�Ron, will you quit ignoring me?� she hissed. �I don�t understand why
you are being such a prick about things!�

Ron glowered at her, �Well if you hadn�t noticed that potion you messed
up turned out to be an,� he lowered his voice, �aphrodisiac!�

Hermiones eyes widened at Ron�s quick
assessment, �Luna turn you down then?�

It was Rons turn to look surprised. � How did you �?�

�Ron I�m not a complete idiot. I�ve seen you moon after her.� Hermione
narrowed her eyes, �So if you expect any more � favours
from me you can just forget it.�

�WHAT?! WHY NOT?!�
Ron burst out.

�Because Ron, I am not here for your own personal purposes,� said
Hermione cuttingly. She stood up, pushing herself away from the table. Merlin,
she didn�t feel right, she cast one more look over towards the staff table, and
felt a sharp tug at not seeing Professor Snape there.

She stalked off, in search of Harry. Where on earth could he be?

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Ginny giggled, her arms around Harrys waist,
as they extricated themselves from the Room of Requirement. Last night had been
wonderful. Harry had told her that they would marry the very day that he had
defeated Voldemort.

It seemed that the bright sunlight that had suddenly expanded into her
life overshadowed the dark future that was most likely to happen. She always
worried about Harry, but vowed to push those worries away so that she could
fully enjoy these stolen moments.

Remembering how he had taken her virginity away brought a bright blush
to her face, and she looked at the young man beside her.

�Ginny?� he asked, his eyes bright and merry.

She smirked, �Just replaying last night Harry.�

They made their ways down to the Great Hall feeling ravenous.

The couple stopped short at seeing a rather peaky looking Hermione leaning
against the banister. Letting go of Harry, Ginny quickly rushed to Hermiones side.

�Hermione?� She asked.

Her friend looked at her, and then glanced at Harry. �There you two
are!� she exclaimed. �I�ve been searching everywhere for you.� Hermione stood up
straighter and winced.

�Are you alright �Mione?� Harry asked her,
noticing how when she walked she� seemed to be in some sort of pain.

�Yes Harry.� she looked at her friends. �Well no,� she sighed.

�Want to go to the Great Hall?� Ginny piped up as her stomach gave a
rather loud gurgle.

Smiling briefly at the pair, Hermione waved them on. �No I have some
studying I need to do. Professor Snapes detention has
held me back in homework.�

�Alright �Mione� you sure you�re ok? You don�t
look too good.� Harry stalled, concern for his friend overriding his stomach.

�Harry don�t worry!� Hermione managed a weak
smile, �I�m perfectly fine!�

Eyeing her doubtfully, Harry let himself be dragged to the Great Hall by
Ginny.

Making her way to the library, Hermoine
settled down, deciding that it wouldn�t be such a bad thing if she actually did
her homework.

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Madam Pince was observing Hermione, growing
more concerned for the girl as the hours drew by.� The girl seemed to grow more agitated, her
eyes dilating and her body breaking out into a cold sweat. She walked over to
the girl and looked down at her with concern.

�Miss Granger?� She began, the girl looked up
at her. �I believe you need to go to the hospital wing.� Madam Pince waved her wand packing Hermiones
belongings up into her book bag � although Madam Pince
did have the ulterior motif of making sure that Hermione did not vomit on her books, or anything like that.�

Hermoine gave no argument as she left
the library, letting her feet guide her. She felt like hell. Looking at her
watch she frowned. It had only been about two hours since she last saw her
Professor.

Oh well, she needed to see Madam Pomfrey first
before she decided to lollygag after him. She smirked as the turned the word lollygag about in her mouth. Well Hermione, you are one
dirty girl, she thought.

Glancing up to see where she was, she was rather startled. This was not
the hospital wing� it was outside Severus� private
rooms. Glancing about she leaned against the plain wall where the door would
be, if she only knew the correct password.

She felt her body yearn to be within these chambers again, to have him
touch her again. The yearning was starting to drive her insane.

To anyone who did not know where Professor Snapes
private rooms were, it looked as if Hermione was
leaning against the wall for support � not because she was going mad with
desire, but simply because she looked as if she were about to faint dead away
at any moment. Her eyes were over bright and her breathing ragged.

Unfortunately not many people ventured to these parts of the school, the
Slytherin entrance being in a different hallway.

Hermione furrowed her brow trying to figure a way to get to her
Professor.

Well he had flooed her to his rooms the other
night�. she quickly moved towards his office, the thought of seeing him again
sending her heart rapidly thumping.

Feeling rather sneaky, she entered his office without knocking. He
wasn�t in here� she went over to his fireplace and started a fire, then
reaching for the silver ornate tin holding the floo
powder.

She tossed some into the fires depths, watching the flames turn into a
brilliant bright green.

Stepping into them she said, �Professor Snapes
Chambers.�

Much to her amazement, she was able to enter his chambers. She was half
expecting Professor Snape to have wards to throw
intruders out� but perhaps since she had shagged him senseless the other night
his wards had been altered.

Closing her eyes she breathed in deeply, the old books tickling her
senses, but she was also searching for something else. She opened her eyes as
she picked up his scent.

Her desire was causing her normal rational thoughts to be dispersed as
she followed her animal instincts and followed her nose into the narrow hall,
and she opened a door which showed steps leading down. His scent was stronger here.

Heart palpitating wildly, she quickly went down the stone steps, his
scent being mingled with those of potions ingredients.

She topped at the bottom step, and then stepped onto the landing.

She looked through the arched doorway, surprised to see that there was
no physical door there. Her eyes rested upon her Potions Professor.

He was bent over a cauldron intensely stirring it, his focus all upon it, he turned towards the potions book before him, and then
added some spine of the lionfish.

Leaning back, he watched the cauldron simmer and checked the clock.

�Miss Granger how did you get in here?�

His voice startled her, as he turned to look at her. His lust clear in his obsidian eyes.

She gulped. �I flooed in
sir.�

�You still should not have been able to get in.� He frowned. �I�ll look
into it later��

�What are you brewing?� she entered the lab, and stood beside him.

�The Antidote.�

Hermiones hands quickly moved seemingly
of their own accord as they went out and wrapped themselves around his waist.
Leaning into him she breathed deeply.

She could feel his body relax, and his arms encircle her.

�Amazing that the antidote would actually be written out� I suppose my
blunder has been done enough times for that?�

His head rested upon the top of her head, �No, I just have a very
extensive potions library and a mind of extreme genius to brew the antidote.�

�Ha.�

He glared down to her bushy mass of hair, �Why do you find that so
funny?�

She looked up at him, �You a
genius? That�s one of the most ridiculous things I�ve ever heard.�

Scowling down at her, he turned towards the potion. Hermione feeling cheeky, wrapped her arms around his arms, effectively
pinning them to his side.�

Growling, Severus looked back to the girl,
trying to put all the attention onto herself � not
realizing that all of his attention
was already there.

�Kiss me.� She demanded.

�No.�

Hermione frowned. �Why won�t you kiss me?�

�Because Miss Granger�� His attention had moved back towards the potion,
it would need stirring in about a minute. He could forcibly have her stop
pinning him with her weak strength, but he was currently immensely enjoying the
feel of her body pressed against his, trying to keep him forced in her grip.

�Professor!� Hermione chided him, �I don�t
care about the antidote!! If you don�t kiss me I�ll never let go!�

�Hmm�. I guess I shouldn�t kiss you then.� he replied cheekily.

Hermiones face turned bright red. �I�m
not letting go!�

Thirty seconds until the potion needed stirring�

�Well then I could use my strength against you..�

�You wouldn�t!� Hermione replied.

�I already have�� Severus said as he pulled
himself out of her death grip and stirred the potion.

�Professor!!� Hermione exclaimed, �I�m
going mad with lust for you and all you can seem to do us stir the bloody
potion!�

�I�m making this bloody potion to free us from the bloody side effects
of your bloody cock up!� Growled Severus,
angrily adding some shredded newt tail to the bubbling concoction.

Hermione leaned against a potions desk not being in use. �Professor if
you don�t kiss me or touch me or or� take me soon I
feel as if I shall lose my mind!�

�What the hell do you think I feel?� Severus
bellowed turning towards her, his eyes full of anger and raging lust. �I am not
immune to this potion either Miss Granger unless you have conveniently
forgotten about last night!�

�No I haven�t Professor!!! Now stop making that potion and give me some
semblance of sanity!�

He cursed and turned back to the antidote, his focus on making it was
slipping drastically.� How in Merlin did
this girl get past his wards? Was this part of the potions curse as well?

He could hear her struggle to sit upon the table top, he decided that it
was best to ignore whatever she was doing� he glanced at the book.� One more ingredient to add, he thought
grimly, before letting it simmer for an hour and a half... at 35 degrees
Celsius. Well� he could kick her out of his chambers and go insane with desire
for her.. but that would be
stupid. He frowned and added the last ingredient, properly cut porcupine
quills. He stirred the potion counter clockwise, and made the fire to the
correct temperature.� Hermione had become
too quite for his liking.. and
her breathing seemed rather calm, almost as if she was waiting for him to turn
around. Steeling himself for the worst, Severus
turned to look to see what the infernal girl was up to.

His jaw dropped.

His hands got sweaty, and his heart was beating wildly. His erection got
harder. His breathing became erratic as he took in the site of her.

Hermione sat upon the table her legs spread wide,� all of her clothes off, except her
underwear. She looked at him wantonly, her fingers pressing her panties up to
her damp crotch.� Her bra was a dark
green silk, cut to reveal her breasts most advantageously, her panties close to
being a thong.� She looked at him, her
eyes glazed with lust.

And boldly, she said. �Severus.�

That one word turned him on like no other word had in his entire life.
Their entire time together she had never said his first name,
and her saying it now seemed to make it seem a naughty word that only either of
them understood the full meaning to. He moved towards her, using a spell to get
him out of his restraining clothing.

�Hermione.� he said huskily, placing his hands upon her hips. Her arms
went up and wrapped around his neck as she turned her face up to kiss him
eagerly.� Her tongue slipped into his
mouth, and Severus sucked upon it, enjoying hearing
her moan his name out against his lips, his hands worked to get that damn bra
off of her, and he was met with satisfaction as he got rid of the last
clasp.� He pulled away out of her arms,
and slid the bra off of her, looking lustily down at her breasts and her erect
nipples.

His hands then tugged at the corners of here underwear and torturously
he pulled them down her legs, placing small kisses after the underwear. He
reached her toes and placed a soft kiss upon them before making his way up her
legs again.

Nuzzling the inside of her thigh, Hermiones
soft moans seemed to cause Severus to lose himself in
this haze of pleasure. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating him beyond his
normal edges of sanity.

He turned his attentions to licking her nub, tasting her and teasing
her.� Her hands had some how found their
way onto his shoulders, clutching at him for dear life.

He could feel her clenching up, ready to release her orgasm, and
devilishly he turned his attentions back to the insides of her thighs. He was
rewarded by her cry of frustration.

Nipping at her flesh, he sank his teeth into her thigh drawing blood.
The metallic taste caused him to revel in his sensory overload as he mixed it
with the taste of the damp warmth of her need.�
Hermione convulsed around him, as Severus felt
the tug of magic around them as the words left his mouth, his mind hazed by the
pleasurable moans of Hermione.

Hermiones fingers dug into his
shoulders as he continued to pleasure her, oblivious to what had happened.

Severus moved up and kissed Hermione
soundly, letting her taste herself, including the faint coppery taste of her
blood. Her legs twined about his waist as he pushed himself into her, the bonds
of magic tightening.

He thrust into her shallowly, teasing her, she moved against him, trying
in vain to get him to enter her deeper.

�Severuuus!!� She moaned out in
frustration.

His name upon her lips, sounding like a dirty sin finally convinced Severus to stop teasing Hermione, and he thrust fully into
her marveling yet again at her warmth.

Their paces increased as their climaxes neared, and Severus
felt himself tumbling over the edge yet again that day.

They passed the rest of the simmering time in a pleasurable
companionship, only disentangling themselves when Severus realized that if they did not do so soon, the
entire potion would be worth naught.

Hermione leaned against the potions table, watching Severus
bottle up the potion.

He turned to her, eyes serious as he handed her a vile of the antidote.

�After this is taken I believe everything between us should be as
before. As I am assuming you don�t need to be expelled, and I don�t need to
lose my job.�

Hermione bleakly nodded before pressing the vile against her lips. The
vial was warm from the frozen blue potion, as she started to let it trickle
into her mouth. It tasted of a dull mint mixed with Satsuma. She made a face,
and let the antidote take it�s effect upon her.

It seemed all of the fiery need inside of her froze up,
her heart seemed to slow sluggishly as the potion took effect. She suddenly
shivered realizing that she was still nude.

Severus had been watching her, glad
that the potion seemed to be having the desired effect. He took part of the
antidote and felt his normal rational mind return. Suddenly feeling cold, he magicked his clothes back on, amused at how self-conscious
Hermione looked, as she also magicked her clothes
back on.

�Miss Granger.�

�Yes sir?�

�I would trust that this information of our informality will stay with you.
Also I would like you to take the antidote to those affected � I will deal with
the Slytherins. I do not care whether or not they
have acted upon their lustful desires. Just have them take the antidote.�

Hermione nodded, as Severus handed her seven
vials of the antidote.

�Goodbye Miss Granger.�

�Goodbye Professor.�

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AN:

Is this the end?!? What was it that Severus
did??

If you want to know of what Severus did go
read �Dances With Witches� by Pearle. Cuz that�s where I got .. the Dark Magic thinger from. =3
And review madly! So that she updates soon. ^o^� It�s in the later chapters.. mainly around Hermiones birthday.
=3

Thank you for your lovely reviews!

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