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Detention Detour	By : Samantha_Gunn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 17663 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling! I do not own nor make money from the Harry Potter universe with this Fan Fic. This story is in no way affiliated with the Harry Potter Universe, which consequently I do not own any part of (unfortunately).

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"Professor?" Hermione's inquiry was met by silence. "What does that mean?"

"It means things are going to become very complicated Miss Granger. I appears I have been slipped Anima Ignem."

"But professor that's the soul mate potion!"

"Yes, and I'm sure you know its not easy potion to brew, I've only ever brewed it on two occasions." He studied the glass suspiciously.

"Professor, I know Anima Ignem is supposed to match you up with your perfect mate, but I'm not sure how it works, there isn't much about this potion in the books I've read." He turned away from the glass and addressed her, instantly in professor mode.

"Most textbooks agree the potion is to be consumed by one person, and shortly after the person ingests the potion they are immersed in a trance like state. During this state their true soul mate is revealed to them in a vision. But most textbooks don't mention the 'side-affect' of the trance like state. In order for the drinker to see their soul mate, they must experience sexual pleasure. If you reach a full climax during the trance your soul mate will also feel the climax, and they will bond in that moment."

"I see... Well, did you, um... you know?"

"Know what Miss Granger?" He asked coyly, knowing full well where she was going with the question.

"Did you climax?"

He raised his eyebrow, "No I did not Miss Granger, if you recall I was interrupted."

"I'm sorry professor, I didn't mean to interrupt, I just heard you and-"

"Miss Granger," he cut her off, "it's not necessarily bad that you interrupted me. The repercussions of the soul mate potion can be less than ideal. I do not fancy bonding anyone to myself against their will, even if they are my soul mate. Besides removing free will, my bond would not have been... appropriate." He turned and sat down behind his desk, cradling his head in his hands. Much to his surprise Hermione perched on the edge of his desk, and argued with him.

"I think the advantages of bonding with your one true mate would outweigh the disadvantages, you wouldn't have to trouble yourself with bad dates, or cheating boyfriends. The mind bond also intrigues me. Can you imagine having the knowledge of two people? The possibilities are endless. And you would never be alone."

"Yes well not everyone sees it this way Miss Granger. It does not surprise me that you would use the soul mate bond to further your own knowledge."

She leaped up angrily, "And you wouldn't? Don't try to make me out like some knowledge 'gold digger', I just think perks of soul bonding really do outweigh the drawbacks."

"Really Miss Granger," he rolled his eyes, "what sort of 'drawbacks' are you imagining? Being taller than your soul mate? Involuntarily sharing embarrassing secrets?" His eyes locked on hers. "These frivolities are far from drawbacks! They are minor inconveniences compared to the solid truth. What if you were bonded to a serial killer, or an abusive brute of man?"

"But-"

"Did you stop and think about the sexual side of the equation? Bonded couples are strongly compelled to be intimate with each other, and abstinence risks insanity! What if your partner was a sexual fiend-"

"Stop!" she looked on the verge of tears now, "Just stop. I think you've made your point."

He replied, much more calmly now, "I didn't mean to upset you Miss Granger. I just wanted to make sure you knew the depth of a potion like this, it cannot be taken lightly." They sat in silence for a few minutes. "I think you should head back to your dormitory now Miss Granger."

"Alright..." she whispered, then looked up quickly "Do you happen to have a Pepperup potion? I didn't realize how late it was, and I'm going to need one in the morning."

"Certainly Miss Granger, It's the least I can after you saw... I'll be right back."

As soon as his footsteps faded away she surged from her chair to his desk, and conjured a vial out of thin air. She poured the contents of her Professor's tainted cup into the vial, then refilled the glass with water. She hesitated before returning to her seat, what if she was making a big mistake? What if they weren't soul mates after all? She heard his footsteps approaching and sat back down without a moment to spare.

"Here is the Pepperup Miss Granger, have a nice evening."

Although he had clearly dismissed her, she couldn't resist asking him one last question, "Do you remember her Professor? Your soul mate I mean. Do you know who it is?"

"Miss Granger that is not something I wish-"

"I was just curious... I wanted to know if an interruption during the 'ceremony' would cause you to forget who your soul mate is."

"Well I have not forgotten Miss Granger. Now go to bed!"

She scurried out of his classroom without another question, it wouldn't do to 'stir the pot' after she stole the rest of the Anima Ignem from right under his nose.

Once back up in her dormitory, Hermione was at a loss.

Was she going to take the potion? She knew she shouldn't have stolen it for him, but she was so lonely. Would he be angry at her for forcing him to bond with her? Would he hate her for taking away his free will? Could she live a life like that? Knowing that given the chance he would not have bonded with her in the first place? Thick tears pooled over her ruddy cheeks, she had never been a gentle crier.

She stared at the vial through watery eyes. It was so peaceful. Sitting there as if it would not change lives, or do harm or anything of that sort. It simply existed. Hermione had simply existed for too long, worn out on high expectations, strung thin by life threatening situations. The war was over. She wanted, no needed to live. To live her life for own sake and not for Harry's, or Ron's, or anyone else's.

She reached out for the vial and uncorked the stopper. Pale pink lips tremored as they parted, she pressed the vial to her lips and tossed back the contents. There was nothing remarkable about the potion. It tasted like water. Felt like water, and went down like water.

She sat back on her bed and waited for the potion to take effect.

Out of nowhere the door burst open, and there he was. His cloak seemed to billowed as he stalked closer, and his hair was a pitch silk waterfall. It was happening already, the fantasy, and it was fantastic. She could hardly contain her excitement. He smelled like Sandalwood with a hint of vanilla bean and saucy dreams, his eyes were glowing with anticipation. He reached out for her face and she closed her eyes, anticipating a sensuous kiss. His fingers brushed her lips, and then he was cramming them down her throat.

"Miss Granger! Stop struggling! I will not let you do this!" she bit down hard on his hand, causing him to withdraw quickly. "Damn it!" She scrambled off of the bed and locked herself in the bathroom. He started banging on the door, "If you don't let me in this instant I will blow this door off of its hinges!"

"No! I won't let you take this from me!" she shrieked, bordering on hysteria, "I have lived for others too long! I want to be happy, and this is the way I want it."

"Miss Granger, be reasonable." he managed to calm himself down. "You don't even know who you're going to be bonded with, if you are going to be bonded." The lock on the door clicked and he eased it opened. "Please Miss Granger, don't make such a rash decision. You have your whole life to fall in love."

"It won't be true love Professor. And I won't settle for less." Her chin jutted out fiercely, though the effect was slightly ruined by the fact that she was standing on the seat of her toilet.

"True love? What if your true love is a stranger? How is that going to work?" he said with building force, "Are you just going to lift your knickers for some random man? What if he is already married, with kids?"

"He isn't." she replied calmly, and somewhat sleepily.

"I knew you were a know-it-all, but how could you possibly know your soul mate isn't married?" he sneered.

"Because 'he' is you."

And then she took off her blouse.

"Put that back on! And what do you mean it's me? That's ridiculous!"

She took off her pants, while her professor tried in vain to look away, leaving her in a black bra and black lacy underwear.

"You said my name." He looked up at her quizicaly. "When you were stroking yourself. I heard you say my name, mistook it for a cry of help, and burst in. You are my soul mate, and to be honest I wanted you long before tonight." He masked his surprise quickly, and stared at her with his infinite black eyes. "Please." she said, "We could be happy, we deserve this."

She reached back and fingered the clasp to her bra, it was now or never. But before she could unclasp he stopped her.

"Miss Granger, we cannot do this. Not only is it against school policy but I'm old enough to be your father. It isn't right. Regardless of our feelings for each other."

"So you admit it then, you have feelings for me?" Hope filled her like a helium balloon and her heart lifted. She would finally be complete. Her hands reached back for the clasp again, this time he did not stop her. Her breasts tumbled free and she let the bra fall to the bathroom floor. He stood stalk still and she came to him, in nothing but little black knickers. It was better than fantasy, it was bliss. "Kiss me." She said simply, and for the first time in his life, Severus gave in.

He reached out and cradled her face in his hands, staring into the brown depths of his perfect match. He leaned forward and she closed her eyes, her light breath came quickly and tickled his lips. He pulled back suddenly, as if he was aware of his actions for the first time.

"We can't do this- I can't do this-" and he ran out of her chambers, chased by his personal demons.

For a moment Hermione was shocked, she couldn't figure out what had happened, one moment he was there, the next 'poof' and he was gone. Then it sank in, he really didn't want her. She slowly made her way into the bedroom and collapsed on her bad, instantly out cold. A lone tear streaked down her cheek and absorbed into her pillow, leaving behind a salty stain.

Hey everyone! Sorry for the account interruption, my account was deleted for two whole days (All of my previous views and reviews are gone:'( so sad). I hope you've enjoyed the story so far, more to come! Please review, and if you have any plot bunnies for me, leave them in the comments and I might just use them!

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