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Living	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 31347 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Living: Chapter 3

Hermione sat staring at her Arithmancy homework, accomplishing nothing. She had been in the library for two hours and had been unable to stop thinking about Professor Snape. She finally decided to make a list of her observations concerning him.

Why I Dislike Professor Snape

1. He is mean.

2. He is snarky.

3. He always takes points away from Gryffindor, even if we don't deserve it…most of the time. (Thank you Ron and Harry, you need to learn to behave.)

4. He never smiles; but he is the master of smirking.

5. He once was a Death Eater…but only because he was a spy for the order.

Why I May Like Professor Snape

1. He was nice to me…once.

2. He is a war hero.

3. He sniffed me during class.

4. He is intelligent.

5. He is better looking than I thought he was.

6. He looked like he wanted to kiss me (Which for some reason I would have let him).

7. He is kind of sexy, is his own dark way.

Hermione threw the paper down on the table. "This is ludicrous, how is this helping me?"

"Helping you do what?" Ginny Weasley came and sat down at the table, flipping her long red hair over her shoulder.

She grabbed the paper from Hermione's hand and began reading it. Her eyes got huge and she grinned. Hermione's head dropped to the table with a thunk. "Why are you writing a list about Professor Snape?" Then Ginny started laughing, "He sniffed you? What the hell Hermione?" Ginny was laughing so hard, tears started streaming down her face.

"Shh, Ginny, you will get us kicked out of the library." Hermione looked really crazed at the moment, so Ginny stopped her laughter. "I have a little problem and I am not sure how to solve it."

"Hermione Granger doesn't know how to figure something out? Now this is a huge problem." Ginny had somehow gained the same humor that characterized her twin brothers, Fred and George. Now days, most pranks and wise crack remarks, came from the friend sitting by her. She smiled, and bent her head down to Hermione's, which once again was laying flat on the table. "Ok spill it Granger! Why should you care less if Snape likes or dislikes you?"

Hermione looked up to Ginny, "Things have taken a funny turn in our relationship." She looked dead serious and all Ginny wanted to do was laugh out loud again.

"Since when do you and Professor Snape have a "relationship"? When did this happen?" Ginny was baffled about the news that Snape and Hermione were involved in a relationship.

"We have been involved since… last night." Hermione gave a little smile bordering on lunacy. Ginny's eyebrows shot up as she gave a surprised look. "But today, he seemed irritated at me again. He did sniff me during class and looked like he wanted to kiss me."

"He wanted to kiss you during class?" Ginny reached over and checked Hermione's head for a fever. "Are you sure you are not sick in the head?" Ginny giggled a bit as she tried to make sense of her love sick friend.

Hermione swatted her friend's hand away. It seemed everyone was trying to check to see if she was sick lately because of her strange behavior. "Ginny it's not funny. Something is going on and I want to find out. Professor Snape is treating me differently and I have to find out what his motives are." Hermione suddenly lit up, "I have an idea, let's go to dinner. I want you to help me keep an eye on Professor Snape during dinner. You can tell me if you see him acting differently." Ginny looked at Hermione like she wasn't sure she wanted to try this. "Please, Ginny, please, please help me!" Hermione now sat begging with her hands clasped in front of her.

"Fine, Hermione, the former spy is now going to have an act of Espionage played out on him." Ginny's eyebrows wagged as she spoke with a French accent." We have to do it so we don't raise suspicion in the boys or Snape. You know how much they hate him. They would both go bonkers if they found out what you are up to." Ginny stood up and bent down and sniffed Hermione. "You do smell good you know." Hermione laughed at her friend, as she swung her bag over her shoulder.

Hermione and Ginny entered the great hall and went to sit by Harry and Ron. Both boys were already feasting on everything set before them.

"Are you going to look up at him?" Hermione leaned over to whisper to Ginny.

"I thought you were going to and then I was going to watch how he reacted." Ginny whispered back. The loud talk and non stop eating made it easy for the girls to keep whispering and not bring extra attention to them. It was harder than they thought to engage in espionage.

Hermione reached out and grabbed a chicken leg and put it on her plate. Then she scooped a huge helping of mashed potatoes and plopped it on her plate. Next, she reached out and set two rolls and a big serving of brussel sprouts next to the chicken leg. She gave a half turn and peeked over at the head table. Her eyes instantly locked with Professor Snapes'. There was no emotion on his face as he stared back at her with his piercing, black eyes. Hermione instantly turned back around with a squeak.

"Did you see that?" Hermione hit Ginny on the arm. At first Ginny looked down at Hermione's plate piled high with "Ron-like" portions and then looked at Hermione's anxious face. "Snape, look at Snape."

Ginny, stole a quick glance, then sipped her pumpkin juice and whispered to her, "He didn't look any different than he ever does. It is his normal glaring. I do have to say that you have more food on your plate than he does." Hermione looked down with surprise at her loaded plate, as if it had magically appeared there. She took a bite of food from her plate, "Bleh, I hate brussel sprouts!"

Ginny just shook her head at Hermione and kept eating. Hermione decided to take another glance at the Head table. Snape took that opportunity to lift his glass and nod at Hermione. She almost jumped out of her seat.

"Did you see that Ginny?" She hit Ginny so hard her peas fell off of her spoon.

"Hermione what is wrong now?" A hint of irritation was hiding behind her question.

"He did something again, you turned your head and he did something." Hermione was acting paranoid now and Ginny thought her friend was entirely losing it.

"Hermione, I didn't see him do anything. Are you sure you are just not imagining it?" Hermione looked hurt as

she looked intently at Ginny.

"I know what I saw Ginny and if you are not going to help me…: Then she jumped up in irritation and ran out of the Great Hall.

"Where's she going?" Ron asked with a mouthful of food and gravy dribbling out of his mouth.

Ginny rolled her eyes at him, "Hermione thinks the boogie man is after her." They all laughed and then Ginny looked up at the Head Table. The said "Boogie man", had disappeared from the table. She looked around the hall and could not spot him. As Ginny looked to the main doors where Hermione had gone she wondered…hmmm…could Snape have followed Hermione? Ginny just shook her head at that thought. There would be no reason for Snape to be following Hermione anywhere. Her thoughts strayed elsewhere as Harry reached out for her hand.

Hermione wandered through the corridors thinking that maybe Ginny was right, and this was all in her mind. She found herself in the same dark hall sitting on the window seat watching the sunset. She leaned her head back against the cold, stone wall. Not only was she losing her mind. But she felt like her friends were even turning against her. Warm hands reached out and started massaging her shoulders. Hermione's first reaction was to jump up and reach for her wand, but before she could, a smooth, deep voice spoke, "Don't move and just relax." Without even looking she knew who was there. She could tell it was Snape, from the smell of a mixture of, Ginger, Peppermint and Sage. She leaned back into him as he stood behind her massaging the kinks out of her neck.

"Why? What is going on here Severus Snape?" Hermione felt bold enough to call him by his given name.

She turned around to look at him. There was a gentle look on his face, something that she had seen last night; it hadn't been her imagination. He shushed her and turned her back around. His long fingers continued to crush the worries from her muscles. She had never felt something so wonderful! Hermione had always loved his strong hands, but now she had another reason to worship them. There was a sense of peace as they watched the sunset cast shadows in the hallway.

"My friends think I have gone loony." Hermione wasn't quite comfortable with the silence and being alone with this dark, brooding man. She heard Snape snicker as he continued to massage her frazzled nerves away.

Severus was not sure why he was standing there giving Hermione Granger a neck massage. He had seen her jump up and run out of the Great Hall. She had seemed so upset and he figured it was probably because of him. The old Snape would have brushed the whole thing off and gotten a good laugh from it. This all was affecting him in a way that he hadn't counted on. Maybe there was an inkling of guilt creeping in when it came to this woman. After all, it had been her that had nursed him back to health, for three months, after he had almost died in the Shrieking Shack. Until his name was cleared, Harry and Hermione had hidden him away. Harry had worked on the outside to clear his name. Hermione had stayed with him, encouraging him to keep on living.

This had all started as a game this morning, but had quickly turned into something that was getting out of hand. Hermione turned around again and kneeled up on the window seat. She put her hands on his chest. Her eyes stared into his, questioning, wanting answers. Her tiny hands felt like hot coals searing through his layers of clothes. His first reaction was to tear her hands off of him and walk away. He knew he was immobilized by her eyes and could not move a muscle. His hand finally reached up and cupped her cheek. She leaned into his large hand and rested her face there. Something was building in his chest, which he hadn't felt in such a long time, and it scared him. This was dangerous territory they were heading into. He was a teacher at Hogwarts, and she was still a student, even if she was of age, he could lose his job. At this moment, she did not look like a student, but a beautiful, ripe woman.

What made him do, what he did next, he would never know; he leaned in and captured her lips with his. He pressed softly and then tasted her lips. He pulled back and then Hermione grabbed his head and pulled him back to her. Their lips met again, but this time with more force. It was her, who pushed her tongue into his mouth; she tasted the sweet wine that he had been drinking at dinner. His tongue reached out to dance with hers, while his hands moved to explore her more. He moved his hands along her sides, until they reached her round behind, and he grabbed on. Severus pulled her closer into him and Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist. He twirled them around so he was sitting down on the window seat, and she was straddling his lap. Soon she gave a loud moan when she felt his hardness digging into her. She started moving and grinding into his length. This startled him so much, that he stood abruptly, dumping Hermione on her behind. She sat there looking up at him in wonder. Before she could say anything to him, he turned and went stalking down the hallway. She sat there, running her fingers across her lips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Yes, the Cat and Mouse game does continue! Please review and more will be written and posted as soon as I can.
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