Snape's Room in the Basement | By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 41067 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Ginny wandered into the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place and flopped down on one of the chairs.
"Hey Mum. Do you need help with anything?"
"I don't." Her mother answered, But could you check with Professor Snape? He's brewing some potions for Dumbledore this afternoon."
Ginny stifled the smile that threatened to creep over her face. "Sure Mum." She said, standing up and heading for the basement stairs.
When she reached the bottom of the basement stairs, she saw that his bedroom door was ajar as usual, peeking in quickly, she noted it was empty. Turning around, she walked slowly towards the basement room that had been transformed into the potions laboratory. Her steps faltered when she heard soft piano music emanating from behind the door. Reaching out, she pushed it open and poked her head inside.
Professor Snape was sitting behind a Baby Grand piano in the far corner of the room. She watched as his long, elegant fingers delicately played over the keys. He looked dashing in a black knit jumper.
Glancing up at her, he smiled gently then returned his gaze to the keyboard.
He moved a little to the right as Ginny approached the bench and sat down next to him. "Mum sent me to see if you needed any help."
"Did she now?" He said, his voice teasing. "Well. I do not."
"I thought you were brewing potions."
"I am." He glanced up at a magical timer floating in the air. "They need to simmer for another 6 minutes."
"I didn't know you could play the piano."
Snape let out a short bark of laughter. "I daresay there are many things I can do that you aren't aware of Ginny. Do you play?"
"Me?" Ginny asked, surprised. "No. I wouldn't have a clue."
“Mmmm.” He smiled down at her as his fingers danced across the key board pounding out a ragtime jazz number. He finished with a flourish just as the magical timer began to buzz loudly. Standing up, he silenced the alarm and took several long strides to the bubbling cauldrons. Glancing in, he began to stir carefully.
"How old are you?" Ginny's voice broke the silence.
"Hmmm" He grunted, rolling his eyes upward in thought. "I am 37." He continued to stir slowly, working his way down the line of cauldrons. "Is that older or younger then you expected me to be?" He asked, glancing quickly at her.
She shrugged her shoulders and said nothing.
Ginny watched as he finished stirring. He walked to the front of a table and leaned back against it, his long legs stretching out before him. His eyes narrowed as she got up slowly and walked towards him, stopping to stand directly in front of him.
"Oh Ginny." He sighed, sounding almost weary. He raised his arms and rested his hands heavily on her shoulders. "I do wish you would stop trying to seduce me."
"Why?" She asked, tilting her head. "Don't you like it?"
He snorted loudly and gently rubbed her shoulders. "Quite the contrary. I find myself liking it far more then I should. You are very enticing." He whispered, trailing his fingertips lightly down her arms to her hands. "But be warned, when it comes to matter of the flesh, I am a very, very weak man."
"So." She said slowly, gazing into his black eyes. "Does that mean you will kiss me someday?"
He smiled gently and raised a hand to brush her hair over her shoulder. "I suppose so."
"And someday you'll make love to me?
He raised his other hand and ran his fingers through her long red hair. "I suppose I will." He said slowly, his voice sounding both husky and little sad.
"Well what's wrong with right now?" She asked, placing her hands on his chest and stepping closer to his long, lean body.
"What a bold little lioness you are." He chuckled, still stroking her hair. "Right now is wrong, because your mother is wide awake and I would imagine directly above our heads." He glanced quickly at the ceiling and then back to her face again. "And, I am currently very busy preparing potions. So I beg you Ginny, please go upstairs." He leaned in and touched his forehead to hers.
"Can't I stay and watch you?"
He sighed heavily and shook his head, his thumbs now caressing her cheeks.
"Why not?"
Smiling at her, he carefully pushed her hair over her left shoulder, leaning in he placed a soft kiss directly below her ear.
"Because Ginny." He said, his lips tickling her skin.
"You are very deliciously-"
He placed a kiss lower on her neck.
"-delectably-"
Another small kiss brushed lower still.
"-and dangerously distracting."
She groaned as his lips and soft tongue tenderly licked and sucked at her throat, sending chills down her spine.
Breathing heavily, he turned her around by the shoulders and gently but firmly pushed her towards the door.
"Fine. I'll go." She muttered.
She paused at the door and glanced back just in time to see him rub a very shaky hand across his forehead and through his hair.
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