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The Halloween Ball	By : rush22 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 8204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4

**The Disclaimer from chapter 1
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The clock on her mantle struck 6pm, it was time to begin getting
ready for the nights festivities. Arising with a sigh Hermione pulled her self
off of her bed and headed towards the bathroom. �Tonight�s the night,�
she thought trying to fight the urge to panic. In her mind the evening could
only go one of two ways; one, she would be fulfilling one of her inner most
desires or two, the more likely of the pair to happen, she would be getting
expelled from Hogwarts. Good luck trying to explain this one to her parents.

�Ah hi mum and dad I got kicked
out of school because I tried to get on with one of my professors but before
you say anything, no there was nothing illegal about it, the man just hates
human contact and had me booted out of school for being a �hormonal
dunderhead�� Oh this should be a good time.

Moving to her spacious bathroom she
bent over the tub to select a fragrance from one of the many taps that
distributed foam into her tub. Hermione thought long and hard about what she
was going to choose. It was important; she didn�t want to smell like the
average teenager, she needed him to think that she was a grown woman and surely
smelling like cotton candy or other scent that was popular with her age group.
Hermione thought to her costume, what would she have worn? Hermione mentally
flipped back to her research on her subject, �ah, she loved rose and myrtle,�
it was settled then. With the turn of her wrist, soft pink foam began streaming
into the warm water immediately quelling her nervousness.

Glancing at the clock and noting
that Ginny would be arriving in about a half on hour she began to remove her clothes
placing them in the laundry basket that was located in the corner of the room.
Instantly she fell into a relaxed state where she began to let her mind wander
about the night�s upcoming possibilities.

Hoping for the best tonight,
Hermione smiled to herself. She wasn�t a virgin since the previous summer
thanks to Jean-Luc, a boy she had met while vacationing on the French Riviera,
but it had been some time since she had the �real thing� to work with. During
one shopping trip with her mum, she had made a side visit to what her mother
would call a �less than reputable� store, basically it was an adult toy store. Being
the studious person that she was Hermione had researched various catalogs
before shopping thus find wanted almost immediately. After making her hasty
purchase, Hermione then transfigured her vibrator into something less obvious
to her mother, a candle for her bedside.

She sighed with pleasure; her little
toy had come into handy on more than a few occasions, mainly after spending
long nights in the lab with Severus. She had always felt better after releasing
some of her pent up energy.

Subconsciously she began slowly dragging her hand
up and down her breast bone luxuriating in the feel that she got from the light
touching of her own flesh. As she shut her eyes she began to imagine that it
was Severus that she was cradled against and not the back of the tub. She began
to imagine that it was his hands that were now moving over her breasts,
caressing her nipples one at a time. A little flutter of desire began to pulse
as she continued to massage her breasts. Many a fantasy she wondered what type
of lover he would be. Would he be demanding as a lover wanting her to submit to
his every will? Would he want her to take control and ride him like a horse?
Would he be gentle with her or would he behave like he did in class taking out
this frustration sexually on her. Another coil of desire flared to life at that
last thought.

Slowly she began to move her hand further down her
torso until she reached her neatly trimmed thatch of curls. Parting her lips,
she let one finger slide down her opening brushing against her clit as she
went. As Hermione drug her finger back and forth over her slit the other
occupied its time by pulling at her nipple; if she thought hard enough she
imagined that it was Severus� mouth on her breast and his long fingers teasing
her opening. Slowly she slipped her finger inside of herself. Though she was in
the water she could tell that she was quite aroused at the thought that Severus�
fingers might be frigging her for real later this evening. Thinking about what
else his wicked tongue could do besides make cutting remarks, she joined a
second finger with the first and then a third, thrusting them upwards making
she shiver each time. She imagined Severus� head between her thighs lapping at
her clit, his long fingers probing deep inside her core. He�d look up into her
eyes and she could see his burning desire for her reflected on herself. Her
fingers moved faster and faster, water lapping violently at the sides of the
tub as she neared her climax. She moved her other hand down to roll her clit
imagining that he was gently nipping on it. She could hear her own moans become
louder and supplicating with each stroke. With one last thrust she exploded
with one name on her lips�Severus.

The chiming of the clock brought Hermione out of
her post orgasmic haze. �Shit,� she thought, it was 7
o�clock
Ginny would be here any minute to get ready. Hermione made to get out of the
tub trying to get her breathing back to pace wild tremors still coursing
through her hips. Pulling on her fluffy maroon robe she made her way into the
bedroom tying her sash just as Ginny bounded through the door.

�My, my, my, don�t you look like the cat that ate
the canary,� said Ginny, a smile gracing her face.

�Good thing you didn�t arrive a moment sooner,�
Hermione began with a smile �else you�d have gotten quite an earful.�

Both girls dissolved into a fit of
laughter at Hermione�s statement.

�Seriously its time to get ready, I
can see your hair taking at least half an hour to beat into submission.� Ginny
stated.

�Hey, not fair, my hair has been
behaving as of late I�ll have you know,� Retorted Hermione tossing a pillow in
Ginny�s direction.

Hermione winced as Ginny mercilessly
combed and pulled her hair.

�Seriously Gin are you trying to
make me go bald?� Hermione asked as she felt a section of her hair being almost
viciously twisted into a coil of some sort. Ginny just laughed at her
reassuring Hermione that sometimes you had to go through a little pain before
you could receive pleasure.

�All done,� exclaimed an exhausted
Ginny.

It took about 45 minutes to do
Hermione�s hair but the results were stunning. The majority of her hair was
coiled on top of her head, which ordinarily was nothing special in its self. What
was special if one looked closer one would see that the coil was actually made
up of individual twists of her hair, each section wrapped upon its self and was
secured to the centre of her head creating an intricate pile of twists. Ginny
had left some strands down in curls to frame her face and back of the neck.

Hermione thanked Ginny and quickly
made work of her friend�s hair. Ginny had decided that she wanted to go as Cleopatra,
a figure that she had become very interested with during the trip her family to
Egypt a few
years back. Hermione waved her wand over Ginny�s head and watched in amazement
as the redhead�s long hair began to shrink coming to a blunt stop a few inches
above her shoulders. Another incantation and the fierce coppery color that was
associated with the entire Weasley clan was replaced
with a deep ebony that oddly suited the youngest of the Weasleys. Hermione then
began waving her wand over Ginny�s head and watched as gold beads began working
their way into her hair creating a dazzling effect.

Both girls stood side by side
looking at their hair in the mirror, speechless at what they were looking at. The
clock chimed 8:15; they had fifteen
minutes before they were supposed to be in the Great Hall.

Thanking their lucky starts
that they were both witches they only had to murmur the incantations that would
apply their make-up. Ginny bronzed her skin; added kohl eyeliner in a cat eyed
fashion, and stained her lips with a flushing berry color. Hermione having retained
her tan from the summer decided to accentuate it by dusting her body with gold
powder. She too lined her eyes with kohl and decided to use golden hued make-up
on her face. Smiling with the results the only thing left to do was to put on
her costume.

Meanwhile deep in the dungeons of
Hogwarts Severus Snape had just stepped out of the shower. It was hard for him
not to think of the possibilities that may lay a head with the ball tonight. He
smirked looking towards his costume. His smirk grew wider; no one would know
that it was him.

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Hey Guys! Sorry for the long wait for an update. Hope no ones
too put out with me but you know how life likes to get in the way of things. I know
the chapter is kinda short, much more of a filler
really, but I think that it needed to be there all the same. As usual your
reviews are greatly appreciated. Thanks to all who have shown your support so
far!

Jamie
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