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The Courtship of Miss Granger	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 11792 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Thanks oodles for the reviews, it always makes me feel
better to know that other people don�t think I�m a crackhead. J

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Hermione sat staring dreamily at the blank parchment she was
supposed to writing an essay on, but �Why Muggles Need Electricity� was the
furthest thing from her mind. Ron looked
over at her hopefully, obviously wondering the next time would be when he could
cop a feel or two. Or three. These last
few weeks, without the forbidding presence of �Septimus� to cool his ardor, he
had managed to waylay her several times in the hopes that she would help him in
his sexual maturation. She had disabused
those notions rather quickly with a spell and a few well-placed scratches from
Crookshanks, but his insistence was unflagging.
The truth was that she could barely even allow him to touch her, not
after what had happened with Severus. When she closed her eyes, she could feel
him holding her, kissing her. She could
smell the spicy scent of his skin, feel the silky texture of his hair in her
hands, hear his velvety voice speaking to her.
Now, there was a man who could
kiss � she had let Ron kiss her a few times before, but there could be no
comparison.

Harry hurled himself into the chair beside hers, asking if
he could take a look at her homework planner since he forgot to write down the
Transfiguration assignment. �Hey,
�Mione, what�s this all over the Potions section? Lockhart�s not teaching that class,� he teased, making her blush and haul the planner away
from him. Personally, he couldn�t
understand why Hermione would even consider
having a crush on Snape, though he and the Potions Master were on much better
terms than they had been when Harry was a first year. He couldn�t even begin to
understand the way girls thought, but figured that if Tonks loved Remus even
though he was older, why couldn�t Hermione love the evil-tempered git from
hell? He grinned as Hermione furiously
rubbed out the small hearts she had drawn on the page around the Potions
lesson.

Study Hall came to an end and they trouped down to the
dungeons for their lesson with Snape.
They entered the dark room (why Snape never wanted the shutters open was
anybody�s guess) and found their seats, Hermione casting about the room for the
first sight of the Potions Master. He
stomped in a few moments later, his black eyes resting on her a few more
seconds than necessary but ignored her tremulous smile and deducted ten points
from Harry for not having his hair combed.
Barking out instructions, he set about his usual reign of terror. The class was to be absolutely silent as they
prepared this latest potion, as he did not want any know-it-alls sharing their
expertise (Hermione reddened immediately) and because the preparation was
extremely dangerous. Any slip-ups and
students could be sent to the hospital wing with severe burns. The entire class was nervous as they heard
his deep voice intone, �Begin.� He
stalked about the room, pausing occasionally behind a student to watch their
progress; Neville almost upset his entire cauldron with Snape breathing down
his neck.

Hermione trembled with excitement as he drew near to her
table. �Weasley! It�s not supposed to be
pink!� he roared suddenly in Ron�s ear � Ron promptly dropped his wand into the
concoction with a squeal. The flustered
redhead started to reach into the bubbling cauldron to retrieve it but was
stopped by another yell. �NOT with your
hands, Weasley, you idiot!� Severus
pointed his own wand at the bright pink mess and Ron�s wand, hissing and
smoking, rose from it and settled on the table.
He decided not to tell the idiotic Gryffindor to leave it alone until it
cooled, just to prove his point about being careful. Sure enough, the moron reached for it but was
stopped by a hiss from Hermione. He
stepped over behind her. �Miss Granger� I believe I asked for
silence at the beginning of class? Five
points��

She glared at him before she could help it and he arched an
eyebrow at her, daring her to protest.
The small witch swallowed her anger with an effort and looked away, and
he suppressed a smile, stepping closer to study the contents of her cauldron. He could smell the perfume she had...recently?...put
on, and the little minx actually pressed backward against him, a small hand
slipping into his. �This is supposed to
be a lighter shade of blue, Miss Granger,� he admonished, stepping away
hurriedly. Hadn�t she heard anything
he had told her about waiting? It seemed
as though she was determined to test his resolve, not quite understanding that
she was the most tempting Azkaban-bait he had ever seen. Why, oh why
couldn�t she have been already in seventh year?
As he reached his desk, a yelp from behind him signaled that Weasley had
ignored his friend�s warning and picked up his wand. Typical.

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Severus Snape was dreaming.

He was back at the oak tree with Hermione still in his
sixteen-year-old arms, kissing her passionately. The witch was being extremely adventurous in
her groping � he didn�t mind one bit.
All around them, students walked back and forth across the huge lawns,
taking no notice of the two making out wildly underneath the trees. �Touch me, Severus,� Hermione panted, pulling
her uniform shirt out from under short skirt and guiding his hands underneath
it. Their tongues twined around each
other and he felt her small hands pushing under his coat and down to the waist
of his trousers�.

He jerked into wakefulness, wild-eyed and panting as if he�d
run a footrace. Sitting up and leaning
his head back against the headboard, he stared ruefully at the tented
bedcovers. Why is this happening to me? He begged silently, willing his huge
erection to dissipate � it stubbornly refused to subside and to ease his
discomfort he reached down to free it from the restricting sleep-pants. Severus stared at the ceiling and tried to
take his mind off of the throbbing cock resting against his flat stomach. I
wonder what she�s dreaming of right now� he shook his head to clear
it of such thoughts and sternly reminded himself that he had no right to even
think of her in a sexual manner until she turned eighteen, and that her dreams
were none of his business. He decided
that he would go to Dumbledore first thing in the morning about their problem;
he would feel much better knowing that another person could make sure he didn�t
cross any lines he might blunder across on his own� if only he could get rid of
this blasted hard-on! Unfortunately for
him, as soon as he thought the damned thing had softened, the slightest
movement or stray thought brought it back full strength. In desperation, he finally aimed his wand at
the recalcitrant organ and blasted it with a freezing charm�and found that some
things were not made for such tender places.
He was close to tears by the time he was finally able to warm up (guess
what popped right back up?) and finally managed to go to sleep despite the ache
between his legs.

Unbeknownst to him, Hermione was suffering much the same �
her dream was an exact match to his and she woke in the same moment as he
did. She gave a frustrated scream into her
pillow, and then peeked through the curtains surrounding her bed to make sure
she hadn�t woken anyone else. Faint
snores met her � she had told
Lavender that she snored, and here was proof � and she ducked back inside,
flopping down on the mattress. She tried
to go back to sleep and enjoy the dream more�Dream Severus kissed just as good
as Real Severus had, but with no scruples against feeling her up. She felt the tightness between her legs and
decided that she might as well get on with it, if she couldn�t go back to sleep
and have Dream Severus relieve her suffering.
Sliding her hand in her pajama bottoms, she rubbed her clitoris using
the lubrication her body had already produced and quickly reached the point of
no return, eyes squeezed tightly shut with a picture of the tall Potions Master
in her head. She muffled her cries with
the back of one hand as she spasmed and bucked on top of the covers, her
fingers still moving feverishly over her heated flesh.

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Professor Snape paced agitatedly back and forth in front of
the gargoyle that concealed the stairs to Dumbledore�s office. What should he tell him? Did he know about it already? What would the
Headmaster�s reaction be? Should he turn
around and go back to the dungeons? �Oh, hell.
Fizzing Whizbee,� he snarled to the gargoyle, which moved aside rather
quickly. He took the steps two at a time
to bolster his resolve, and knocked on the door.

�Come in, Severus,� called Albus, already having some idea
of why his Potions Master was hammering on the door this early.

The tall man entered the room warily, combing his long black
hair back from his face with the fingers of one hand. �Headmaster�.� He began weakly, then noted the
amused expression on the older man�s face.
�You know exactly why I�m here, don�t you?� he accused, swiftly
approaching the desk.

Albus nodded slightly.
�If you�re here about Miss Hermione Granger, then yes, I know why you
are here. Please sit, Severus.� He waved
a hand towards a chair and watched the agitated wizard fall back into it. �I must say, I thought it would take longer
for you to come to me.�

Severus looked over at the Headmaster. �I don�t know what to do, Albus,� he
admitted. �This has never happened to me
before�what do I do?� he finished in a whisper.
Albus came over to lean against the front of the desk, and placed his
hand on his shoulder.

�I have to admit that I was certainly shocked, but impressed
by the way you have handled the situation.
I assume you�re here because you believe you need a watch placed on the
two of you�? Yes, I thought so. I will have to inform Minerva of the
situation no matter what, since Miss Granger is in her charge� his eyes
twinkled at the horror on the Potions Master�s face �and I will have to bring
Hermione up here as well.� He threw a
handful of green powder into the fire and called for Professor McGonagall to
bring Hermione to his office, but to leave her outside the door until he asked
for her. They heard Minerva�s startled
acquiescence, and shortly heard the knock heralding the Transfiguration
teacher�s arrival.

After placing a silencing charm on the door, Albus explained
the situation and as predicted, Minerva blew her top. �WHAT?
Miss Granger and� Severus? You�ve got to be joking,� she said warningly,
and rounded on Snape sharply. �How dare you, corrupting one of my House!
How long have you planned it? This is unconscionable! Albus, this must stop immediately!�

The Headmaster watched calmly as the furious Gryffindor
berated the startled Slytherin and cleared his throat, breaking into her
tirade. �Minerva, calm yourself, please.
Severus came to me for a watch to be set in place around them.� He was satisfied to see shock on Minerva�s
face at Severus taking the high road.
�He has assured me that he will not pursue her in a sexual manner until
the time she invites his attentions anytime after turning eighteen. He asked for assistance because, as we both
know, a determined Gryffindor gets what she wants.� McGonagall blushed and he looked away until
she recovered her poise. �Now, we will
bring in Miss Granger and try to determine the exact state of their relationship.� He motioned with his wand, and the doors
opened to admit a white-faced Hermione.

She took one look at the look on Professor McGonagall�s face
and quailed, almost turning to run back down the stairs. She let out a shriek as she noticed that her
Head of House and the Headmaster were not alone � Severus was there, and that could only mean one thing�.for the
second time in months, she fainted.

Albus pointed his wand at the crumpled form. �Ennervate.�
He motioned for Severus to remain seated; the wizard had risen half out of his
chair to go to her, a fact that didn�t go unnoticed by Minerva as she helped
Hermione back to her feet.

Tears slid down her cheeks as she looked up into her
professor�s face. �I�m sorry,� she
whispered, and Minerva patted her cheek gently, helping her over in front of
Dumbledore�s desk. The Headmaster smiled
at her.

�It�s alright, Miss Granger, no need for distress.� He then proceeded to tell her of Snape�s
visit and the reason behind it. �Now,
I�m sure that you both are convinced that you are in love with each other, but
to make sure�I would like your permission to use Legilimency on the pair of
you. This will make it clear to me what kind of bond is there, and enable me to
make a decision based on my findings.�
He looked from her still pale face to Severus, who nodded slightly. �Hermione?�

Hermione steeled herself.
�Yes, sir, go ahead.� She kept
from looking in the corner where Severus sat as Dumbledore pointed his wand at
her face.

�Legilimens!�

Images rushed through her head, like watching a film on fast
forward � her earliest classes with Professor Snape, making the ill-fated
potion for Remus, both of them studying and arguing together�she couldn�t
resist a giggle at the replay of their hair-pulling and heard Dumbledore
joining in. Then her burgeoning feelings
for the Potions Master emerged, and the incident underneath the tree, his
reaction to it, and finally the Potions lesson the previous afternoon. He
mercifully ended their mental connection as he came to The Dream, and smiled at
her. �Thank you, Miss Granger, you may
go now. I�m sure there are enough
pancakes left for you in the Great Hall.�
With an embarrassed glance at the scowling object of her affection, she
fled.

Severus went through the exact same process, though the
Headmaster spent much longer in his head sorting through his reactions to the
young student, and explored their shared dream in full, even the events after
waking. Don�t even start, he warned as he felt Albus� amusement. He was vaguely aware of Minerva�s curiosity,
watching the two motionless wizards locked eye to eye. He felt panic rising steadily within him, not
used to such an invasion (however voluntary) of his privacy, and fought to keep
from blocking Albus from his mind via Occlumency. Are you
almost done in here? What are you looking for anyway, a biscuit recipe? He
sent acidly, receiving another shaft of amusement from the Headmaster, who
ordered him to �just relax.� Right, like you would be able to relax if someone was gallivanting around
inside your brain? He breathed a
sigh of relief as he felt the other man�s withdrawal, and blinked his eyes back
into focus. �Satisfied?�

Albus looked at him, no twinkle evident. �Yes, I believe I am. No matter how insane
the idea seems, the two of you are genuinely in love, or rather the first
stages of it. I know how uncomfortable
you are with it, not having much experience with love before, not even in your
family life.� He saw the other man flush
angrily. �I am sorry for that, Severus,
more than you can ever know. If we had
known about it, I would have used everything in my power to take you from your
father. Your poor mother never had a
chance, but she did love her small
son much more than her abusive husband.
Am I correct in assuming that her last breath was spent in protecting
you? Yes, well� we will be placing a
watch on you as well as Miss Granger to make sure nothing untoward happens,
including observing your lessons with the Gryffindors. As for her time away from school, I don�t
want to hear that you�ve been visiting her, Severus,� he said sternly. Minerva was gaping at him and trying not to
look at Snape, who was livid that his family life had been exposed in front of
her. �You might take your breakfast in
your office before classes, then...� The
Potions professor left the room in an angry swirl of black and he sighed,
looking up at Minerva.

She peered at him over her glasses. �You do
know he�ll never forgive me for hearing all that?�

�It was necessary, Minerva.
It lets him know that we now understand that he can�t love as easily as
other people can. The things that I
saw�horrible. And if I�d known exactly
what had happened to him at the hands of James Potter and Sirius Black it would
have ceased immediately. He didn�t
deserve a majority of what befell him.
However, the love that he has for your young Gryffindor is beyond any
dispute. As he himself said, he only
discovered that he had a heart after it had been taken from him.�

�Will we have to worry about any�.visits, Albus? She is maturing rapidly and has become quite
a lovely young witch, and attractive to any wizard with eyes in his head!�

�I think, on his part, he will restrain himself from any
salacious contact, but you will have to keep an eye on Miss Granger � her
dreams have been affecting him and that must stop at once, perhaps by having
him teach her Occlumency. The mental bond that has developed will only grow
stronger and could be disastrous when it comes to her retaining her
virtue. I trust Severus completely, but
he is only a man, after all�� he smiled at Minerva�s snort of disbelief. The subject of Severus and Hermione was
dropped after they made arrangements to observe the couple, and they talked
amiably of other things until it was time for her Transfiguration lessons.

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A/N: Thanks for the use of the name,
hermioneandseverusfan82, it�s coming up soon, soon,
soon! �Sup, Emmie
G? No, I haven�t got a beta, just too much time on my hands right now� I�ve
always liked writing things and want to make sure it�s all perfect before
someone else sees it.
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