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When Duty Calls	By : Astrid-Lemons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 11205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Hermione quickly used a drying spell dashing around the room in her under garments. It was a little after 6 in the morning. No businesses would be open yet in Diagon Alley, at least not for another hour or two. He was up to something, and it was not in Diagon Alley. Knockturn Alley wasn't very far off from it. If anything, he was there doing Merlin knew what. She would have to don a full on disguise for this. She was too well known, and being an auror in a place like that just begged for trouble.
"Those boots make you look like a back alley hooker." Came to her mind. For once she was grateful for his insults.
She quickly summoned her knee high boots, conjured a mini skirt from her black v skirt, slid on her garter wand holster, and switched out her sports bra for a lacy black push-up. She did a once over in the mirror charming her hair into a frizzy red bob, and her face with enough make-up to make Ronald McDonald proud. She threw on a plain black traveling cloak and vanished into the fire after him.
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There were only a couple of girls working the 'corners' when Hermione apparated into Knockturn Alley. Both were easily 15-20 years her senior and looked like they hadn't bathed in weeks. She strut by them quickly feeling their eyes bore into the back of her head.
It wasn't long until she heard the familiar drawl of the professor from behind an abandoned building. She stood in a dark alcove just within earshot.
"Look, I'm pulling all the strings I can. Shit, even my father is trying to keep your ass out of the fire."
"The ministry has already put me under tight surveillance, Draco. If I could get rid of these buffoons myself, I would."
"Well where's your body guard now? Looks like the ministry is doing a right shitty job."
Hermione chuckled silently. Neither one of them knew just how good she was.
"I need to get back to the school before my warden wakes up and realizes I'm gone. I will be in touch."
The men shook hands. "Thank you, Draco."
Hermione slid from the alcove, leaning against the wall with one knee bent, and a hand on her hip. Snape strode around the corner looking straight ahead.
"Looking for some fun, baby?" She purred just as he was about to pass her.
He glanced up just in time for her to pull him into the alcove, shoving him up against the wall. His rough calloused hands slid into her cloak dragging down her naked sides onto her hips. A shiver ran down her spine feeling him hoist her leg up onto his hip, his fingertips sliding down the exposed flesh of her thigh. She had grasped onto his strong shoulders to steady herself, hearing his breath hitch as she dug her nails into him. This was wrong. This was very wrong. She tried to battle her body's reaction to his caresses, by reminding herself who exactly was touching her. It didn't seem to slow her from pushing her body flush against his and relishing in the sound of a gruff moan escaping his lips.
He lowered his face down into her neck, running his nose up its length to her ear. "You're not fooling anyone, Miss Granger." He breathed.
With a loud crack they were pulled from their dusty dark alcove to the outskirts of the Hogwarts grounds still wrapped around each other. Hermione jumped away wrapping the traveling cloak around her exposed midsection glaring up at the perturbed professor. She desperately wanted to slap him. Not only had he left school grounds without notifying her, but now she was left to sort out the awkward encounter and regain her professional composure.
"I made it abundantly clear that you were not to leave the grounds without an escort." She fumed making her way to the gates of Hogwarts. "My job could be on the line because of you."
"To be fair, you did act as an escort. Granted, a very low budget one, but a bint none-the-less." He said flatly following beside her.
She ground her teeth refusing to speak to him until they made their way past the gate and apparated into Snape's parlor.
"I will be back in a half hour. If you move from this room you will be on the receiving end of a very nasty stunning spell. Do I make myself clear?" She asked clinically still holding the cloak around her tightly.
He narrowed his eyes at her, crossing his arms. She returned his glare and made a quick exit. Snape sat at his desk pulling out a stack of papers pinching the bridge of his nose. He had heard her approaching the corner where he and Draco had been talking. A quick glance told him she wasn't a genuine 'working girl'. He had seen enough of them around on his less than savory trips to Knockturn Alley in the past. Someone who wasn't familiar with the area probably wouldn't have noticed, but seeing a woman that young with a body like hers was a dead give away.
When she had pulled him into the shadows, his initial intent was to cause her alarm by his brash advances, causing her to break composure. When she didn't pull away, but returned his advances instead, he felt his body react immediately. The feel of her soft skin under his fingers, her soft chest pushed against his, the way her leg effortlessly hooked onto his hip giving him perfect access...
"She was just playing a role for her job, that's it. Of course you're going to react that way. Since when does your cock consult you before standing at attention?" He told himself flipping through the lesson plans in front of him, trying to push the thoughts of her scantily clad body wrapped around his out of his head.
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This wasn't the first time Hermione had gone undercover as a street-walker. Hell, she had done it more times than the she cared to admit. Most of the men she was trying to ensnare never even made it to second base before she put them on their asses. So, why was it that she allowed Severus Snape to get so far? Not only that, but she embraced... no... thoroughly enjoyed the compromising position he had put her in. Had he had known it was her...
"He did know it was you, but maybe he didn't figure it out at first until the very end. He is a man, you were posing as a hooker, you were both in character, nothing else to it." She said to herself.
She lifted the charm on her hair letting it fall in soft curls down her back, and removed the ghastly make up from her face. She threw on her auror attire, which would now double as her teaching robes, and walked into Snape's parlor. He was at his desk scribbling furiously on a scroll of parchment. Just as promised, the fuchsia arm chair she had conjured the night before was gone. He hadn't even looked up from his work when she entered the room. Strangely enough, things didn't feel all that awkward.
The book she was reading the night before still sat on the corner of his desk barely visible under the pieces of parchment littering the surface. She walked over, gingerly pulling the book from under the clutter, and sat in his chair by the fire.
"What are you doing?" He asked suspiciously glancing up at her from his work.
"Waiting for you to finish up so we can get some lunch. You're little fiasco caused us to miss breakfast." She replied, her eyes still on the book in front of her.
"I'm sure working the corners is quite strenuous." He said dryly going back to his work.
She shrugged. "A girls gotta eat."
She glanced up just in time to see the corner of his mouth twitch up into a smirk.
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Snape had ordered lunch to be brought up to his room so they could get a start on the teaching agenda. What should have taken maybe an hour or two to go over took all the way up to dinner, even then they hadn't finished. Snape was animate that Hermione just be there for damage control when students spells went awry. She wanted to do more, being that Defense against the Dark Arts was her forte as an auror. The argument had been fairly tame, though had started to mount as each struggled to keep some kind of power over the discussion. Before things could start getting heated, they decided to go up to dinner and get a little break from each other, or as much of one as they could get.
They must have been quite the sight walking up to the Great Hall for dinner that evening. When Harry and Hermione had walked through the halls the day before most students looked nervous and stars-struck upon seeing them. Today, walking next to Snape in his trademark billowing black robes and her in her auror robes, instilled looks of pure fear mixed with curiosity. She could see the gears turning in their heads as they tried to figure out what exactly was going on. It hadn't been announced that Hermione would be working alongside Snape in teaching Defense against the Dark Arts. They wouldn't find out until the next morning.
Upon entering the Great Hall the looks continued. Snape glared at a few Gryffindors as they passed on their way up to the faculty table. Hermione sent the students a quick wink behind the professor's back hearing him grumble his disapproval.
"You're not going to terrorize my house while I'm here." She scolded him quietly. He scoffed. "Don't get cocky, Miss Granger. Last time I checked I was the professor, and you were my ASSISTANT."
"We'll see about that." She replied curtly.
They were the last of the staff to arrive at the table. Hermione took her place between Minerva and Poppy pouring herself a large glass of wine. Next to Poppy sat Slughorn followed by Snape.
"So, how is it going?" Minerva asked eyeing Hermione's larger than necessary glass of wine.
"It's going." She replied shortly. "That man is absolutely infuriating."
"It can't be all that bad." Poppy chimed in taking a bite of mash.
"If I'm to be honest, it could be much worse. Hopefully this assignment won't take long." Hermione took a sip of wine neglecting the food in front of her.
Poppy took a large gulp of mead. "You know I've heard some interesting rumors about Filius and Rolanda." She whispered her eyes glittering at the opportunity for gossip.
Minerva shook her head smiling as the three witches delved deeper into the conversation. Hermione made sure to keep Snape in her peripheral just in case he tried to slink away. It was such a relief to have a moment away from the dungeons and the surly professor. Students had started to leave for their dorms by the time the witches had started wrapping things up. Snape pointedly glared at Hermione as Slughorn prattled on in his ear.
"I'm sure we'll be hearing some nice juicy gossip on you by dinner tomorrow." Poppy giggled clearly tipsy. "You know, you and Severus are quite stunning together."
Hermione grabbed Poppy's goblet from her hand. "You, my dear, are flagged." She laughed handing it to Minerva.
Snape had shot up from his seat upon hearing Poppy's comment. He wasn't sure exactly why, but it had really struck a nerve with him. He stepped behind Hermione's chair with his arms crossed. "Can I help you, professor?" Hermione asked turning her head to glance up at him.
"Let's go." He said sternly. "We need to finish up the teaching plans so I can go to bed and get some much needed time away from a certain arrogant ministry official bent on making my waking moments nothing short of a living hell."
Hermione smiled at Minerva and Poppy standing to say goodnight. Just then Remus stormed into the hall looking uncharacteristically angry. He quickly approached the table giving a curt nod to Poppy and Minerva. "We need to speak immediately." He said to Hermione trying to keep his voice steady. "May we use your office, Headmistress?"
"Of course." She said quickly jumping up to escort the three up to her office.
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Author's Note:
Thank you all for reading, rating, and reviewing! I don't plan on this being a very long story so things will move along at a decent pace.
Thank you delia cerrano for your review! Don't worry, Severus is definitely going to show her up! Hermione in this fic is going to be much deeper than what you 'see', so try not to be put off just yet. If you have some things you think would help add some much needed awesome I'm all ears! Thank you so much for the review, love!
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