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Memories of Deception	By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

At that moment, Hermione felt a strong hand on her shoulder jerk her backwards. She was dragged gracelessly out of her memory and landed with a thump on the floor, whacking her hip. Ow! she thought, giving it a rub and looking around to see what had happened.

Snape stood behind her, looming over her menacingly with a scowl on his face. “Your… curiosity… is becoming extremely annoying, Miss Granger. You have terrible habit of poking your nose in where it doesn’t belong. What do you think you were doing, going through my things?”

“Your things? I thought they were mine,” she retorted. He ignored her, instead stepping past to the desk where he pulled out his wand and transferred the memory from the pensieve back to its phial. Once he was finished he stored it safely back in the cupboard, and waited for Hermione to get to her feet.

“We have much to do today. Are you ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” she replied quietly, starting to feel a little apprehensive. Snape’s expression softened, and he grabbed her by the arm, pulling her closer to him. She was too conscious of what was about to happen to be able to meet his eyes.

“Miss Granger,” he said quietly. “I…”

He paused, and she looked up at him to see an intense look in his eyes. Sadness and… something else. He stroked one finger slowly down her cheek and she leaned into it without thinking, her heart beating slightly faster. Why does he make me feel like this? I know he’s on our side, but that still doesn’t make him a nice person. So why does he make me feel so… safe?

She drew her bottom lip between her teeth as she agonised over it. Snape’s eyes darkened as he watched her bite gently on it. His head began to dip down slowly, moving towards her. She froze for a moment, unsure how she wanted to respond. He came closer, and she now she could feel his breath on her lips.

“I’m scared,” she blurted out suddenly. It was true, but she had only said it out of confusion, not knowing whether she wanted him to continue or not. Snape moved away, his face a mask again, although she was sure she had seen disappointment flit across his face first. He took a step back, but still held on to her.

“I… promise… I will take the utmost care with you over the next few days,” he said solemnly. “I’ll only do what is absolutely necessary. His voice dropped to a low rumble that she could almost feel in her chest. “I won’t take advantage.” His hands tightened on her arm as he spoke.

Hermione gazed up at him, her pulse fluttering. His expression told her his words were sincere, but something in his eyes was dangerous, almost predatory. He wants me… she realised. And I want him. When had that happened? It’s been happening for a while and you know it. You kissed him the other day, and that was when you thought he was an evil bastard. She scanned his face. Could she trust him to keep his word though? He’s the most self-controlled person I know. He wouldn’t have got this far if he wasn’t.

“I… trust you,” she whispered, and to her surprise she meant it. “You kept the promise you gave me when I was captured. I know you’ll keep this one too.” She smiled tremulously. “I’m ready.” Although I wish I had the time to figure out how I feel about him. Does he just want me because I’m here and easily available, or is it something more?

He stared at her for a moment, and she was half afraid he was trying to see into her mind. She shivered under the weight of his inky eyes. Eventually he reached into his robed and pulled out a tiny phial, filled with a dark pink liquid. “Remember, this won’t make you do anything against your wishes, it only works with what is there already. “His cheeks turned pink as he spoke, and Hermione felt herself flushing too. Haven’t we already had this conversation? It was bad enough the first time.

She took the phial from his hand, opening it, and without any hesitation she downed it quickly, before she lost her nerve. Still holding the bottle, she stepped towards Snape, tucking her arms under his and wrapping them round him. He stiffened but didn’t pull away. She rested her forehead against his chest. “Thank you,” she muttered into his frock coat.

His hands came to rest awkwardly at her elbows, as if he didn’t quite know what to do with her. “For what?” His thumbs rubbed gently over her skin.

“Everything. For looking after me.”

Snape snorted quietly. She didn’t need to ask why. She’d realised very quickly how much he disliked the whole situation and his forced treatment of her in particular. “I mean it,” she said, almost inaudibly. She could feel the potion begin to warm her insides, and she snuggled closer to him, rubbing her nose against the wool of his coat. Mmmn, he smells so good.

Snape’s hands tightened on her arms and he gently pulled her back so he could look at her. “I see it’s beginning to work.”

She just smiled up at him. “Professor,” she said. “Will you kiss me?”

Snape looked surprised, and searched her face intently for a moment before shaking his head. “I said I wouldn’t take advantage not two minutes ago, and I won’t.”

“It wouldn’t be taking advantage. I was thinking about it before I took the potion.”

“We should be getting on with…”

“Please, Professor.” She pushed herself up against him and looked him straight in the eye. “Just once before you take my memories again.”

He looked down at her, and she could feel him push slightly into her mind, looking to see whether she really meant it. “Just once…” he whispered, lowering his face to hers.

His lips were soft above hers, but he held back, moving his mouth on hers gently. She moaned with longing, pressing the length of her body up against his, and one of his hands came up to tangle in her hair. Maybe it’s affecting me more than I realised. She was past caring. Her mouth opened and her tongue reached out to taste him. Snape stiffened at the touch, pulling away, and she followed him, wanting more.

“No,” he said firmly, holding her back. “Enough time has been wasted today already. I must remove your memories now.”

She didn’t want to, but after a moment’s thought she nodded. She wasn’t happy about losing her memories and being left clueless and hating him again, but at least once it had been done she’d get to kiss him again. She could feel the potion coursing through her. I’m sure he said it would only be a weak solution. Is it meant to feel this… potent? Not that it really mattered now. She was no longer nervous about what they had planned. It’s not you’ve not done it before anyway.

“What do you need me to do?”
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