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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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********DISCLAIMER******* All characters belong to JK Rowling, I�m just having my fun with them!

A/N: I�d like to
point out that I tweaked Dumbledore�s explanation of Occlumency to suit my
purposes, so please don�t get mad at me.

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Ginny stared at her best friend incredulously. �Seriously? You really kissed! Why didn�t you tell me before, you bloody
cow?� This last was said while ducking a
well-flung pillow. �I can�t believe it,
you and Snape�so did you...you know.�

Hermione laughed. �Of
course we did, he was fabulous and took
me to heights I�ve never dreamed of.�
Ginny�s expression was priceless, she decided. �Just kidding�no, we didn�t, you ninny! I couldn�t even get a good feel before he got
all high and mighty and I�m too old for you and I could lose my job,� she complained.

Ginny�s eyes gleamed.
�But�he was good for it, right? I mean, fired up and everything.� Hermione sighed and threw up her hands in
disgust, declaring that if Ginny couldn�t keep her mind from the gutter, she
wouldn�t say another word. �Okay, okay,
I�ll stop. But did you feel it?
I mean, you did say he was pressed up against you and everyth-okay! I�ll quit.�

�I�m glad to hear it.
But I did have this dream��

Ginny leaned closer,
as not to miss a single word.

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Across the common room, Ron and Harry stared at the two
girls giggling it up in the corner.
�What�s with them?� Ron huffed.
Hermione had yet again put him in his place, a process he didn�t really
enjoy. �She gets all �Bambi� eyed
whenever we�re in Potions with Snape, and he�s there goggling right back at
her, and why is Professor Flitwick or McGonagall always in there when we have
class?�

Harry sighed and looked at his friend, who had missed the
entire point. �You remember what
happened yesterday when you tried a Transparency Charm on her skirt, don�t
you?�

Ron screwed up his face trying to remember. �Yeah, the old bat took loads of points from
me. I dunno why he was so hot about
it�the way he�s been acting lately,
you�d think he�d give me 50 just so he could have a look, too!�

Harry gave up. �You
gonna to visit her on her birthday this summer?
What is she now, almost 17? I got her a gilded copy of Hogwarts: A History � figured that since
she spends so much time with that book from the library, she deserves to have
one to sleep with at night or something.
Oh, and I also got her a big box of Droobles Best, sugar free so her
parents will let her keep it.� He gazed
across the room longingly at Ginny, hoping she�d come over for a snog or
two. His girlfriend looked back at him,
apparently using that thought radar that girls seemed to have, and
grinned. Yes! It looked like he was in luck. Ron watched this exchange with a disgusted
look on his face.

�Yeah, I�ll get her something�� said Ron, trailing off as he
watched Hermione miming something in mid-air � she held her arms out, curving
them slightly, and then made some wild grasping motions with her hands while
Ginny shrieked with laughter. What were they doing over there?

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The summer holidays were fast approaching when Hermione was
summoned up to the Headmaster�s office yet again and told that Professor Snape
would be teaching her Occlumency�supervised, of course, by either McGonagall or
himself. She was to make herself
available three nights a week and be in the Potions classroom promptly at
8:30. She was not to enter the room if
her supervisor was not there. She was
not to come early and disturb Professor Snape in any way, shape, or form. Was that clear? She said that yes, it was and could she go
now, she had Ancient Runes at 11:00.

Her first lesson in Occlumency arrived, and she appeared
precisely at 8:30 outside the empty classroom.
Peering inside, she saw that Dumbledore himself was there, talking to
Professor Snape. Mmmmm, Professor Snape.
She felt the familiar urge to go barging through the door and fling
herself into his arms, but suppressed it when she saw the Headmaster motion for
her to come inside. �Miss Granger, do
you know why you are to be taught Occlumency? No? It is because, in some cases, if a person is
dreaming and their feelings grow too�strong�.for their own minds to contain,
the dream is then sent out and shared into another mind with which it can
link.� She colored, knowing exactly what
he meant�he must have gotten the details of the dream from Severus
somehow. �Ah. I can see you understand now. Well, the use of Occlumency will close your
mind from sending or receiving such dreams and feelings. Professor Snape will teach you to do this,
and it shouldn�t take long, for we all know you are an apt pupil and have a
brilliant mind.� This last was probably
to salve her ego against the embarrassment he had already doled out. He withdrew to the back of the room and
transfigured himself a comfortable chair to sit in.

Professor Snape cleared his throat and raised his eyes to
meet hers. He had such beautiful eyes,
and his hair looked very soft today; she snatched her hand back down to the
table after catching it trying to rise to his face, and heard Dumbledore
chuckle quietly across the room. Face
burning again, she focused on a spot beside his ear �even his ear was
beautif-she was doing it again! She
stomped a foot in irritation and stared down at her shoes. �Miss�.Granger, are you ready?� came that
deep, silky voice she loved so much.
�Look into my eyes. When I raise
my wand, try to keep me from reading your mind�do you understand?� She looked up, nodding mechanically.

Severus raised his wand and pointed it to her. �Legilimens!�

He was in her head, feeling the sensations she did, and was
immediately aware of his effect on her.
Only the presence of Dumbledore stopped him from vaulting the desk and
hauling her into his arms � he had never wanted to touch a woman so badly in
his entire life. He drank in her
thoughts and felt her urging him on when she was supposed to be fighting him. Severus�my darling Severus. Hold me, here at least, where no one can see,
she begged him and his resolve began to crumble.

Hermione, no�you need
to be fighting me right now, he protested, knowing that his body was now
starting to lean against the desk and that the Headmaster was probably on his
way across the room to hit him with a stunning spell. If you
don�t stop right now, I-I�ll withdraw, he threatened, and felt her pull on
him ease up. Now, try to fight me. I
shouldn�t be in here like this, make me leave.

Hermione smiled at
the sensation of her almost-lover in her mind. But I don�t want you to
leave. It�s been so long since I�ve
actually been able to talk with you, be near you somewhere where there aren�t
any teachers watching us like hawks. I
miss you so much, Severus. I love you�
she felt an answering surge of emotion roll from his mind to hers � that must
be how one said �I love you� without words.

Oh, Hermione�I love
you, too. More than you�ll ever
know. But we can�t stay here all night
exchanging vows, he sent a bit acerbically.
He heard her giggle at his tone but tried to keep his answering grin
from showing on his face � if he knew Albus, the old codger was probably right
up there breathing all over them. The
giggles mounted, and he realized that she had heard that, too. Pay
attention, you silly girl! I will now
try to force you to show me�oh, let�s see�the last birthday party you had. Concentrate on blocking me out, like you
don�t want me to see. Ready? He pushed, and she tried to push back, but
shortly he gained access to the memory. You made a good beginning, Hermione, but I
want you to really try this time�I want to see what you thought of your last
Herbology lesson. He pushed again,
and her response was much stronger � he could barely make out Professor Sprouts
unkempt hair before she shoved him away.
That was very good, love. We�ll
try once more, and then I think our time will be up. This time, I won�t tell you what I�m after;
you just try to keep me out. On
three�two�one. He began to press,
and suddenly Hermione was fighting back so hard that she actually forced her
way into his mind. He was so
shocked that he forgot to block for a moment, then broke the connection.

Hermione fought back hard, determined to make him proud of
her. Suddenly, his pressure ceased and
she found herself looking at something very strange. She heard a man yelling incoherently and the
sound of blows being landed. The picture
formed into a man beating someone�a woman, she realized in shock. The woman was a very beautiful witch who had
long black hair that swayed with the blows�her husband?...was giving her. �Leave him alone! He didn�t mean it,� she heard the witch cry,
and Hermione was suddenly aware of a sobbing bundle hunched against the wall. �He�s just a boy!� She focused on the boy and was startled to
see that it was Severus, a little Severus, crying and holding one shoulder with
a thin, pale hand. Then she felt the
pressure redoubled, forcing her out of this terrible memory she was only too
glad to escape. She swayed on her feet a
moment, restored to her body in the Potions classroom, and looked into the
angry eyes across from her.

Her stomach dropped through her shoes. He was angry at her. Why?
For seeing what she had seen? She
didn�t understand, and reached out to him only to have him back away. �That will be all, Miss Granger,� he snarled and turned away from her, his long
hair lashing against his cheek. Tears
filled her eyes and she let her hand fall back to her side. She felt comforting hands on her shoulders
and turned to see Dumbledore behind her � he steered her towards the exit. Professor Snape didn�t look up to watch them
leave.

Dumbledore closed the door behind him and looked at
her. �I assume you saw what he would
rather you didn�t,� he said dryly, offering her a handkerchief to wipe her eyes
on.

She nodded. �It was
awful, sir. I saw his father beating his
poor mother � she tried to protect him.�

Albus sighed. Well,
better she learn now what kind of man she had given her heart to. �He has been through a lot, has our
Severus. His experiences with love�have
not been good ones, but I hope that as you mature, you can relieve him of a
good measure of the pain he has carried for so long. I think you will be very good for him, and
vice versa�having a mature lover will help keep you grounded � his being a
professor as well will only help you in your chosen path. I believe Minerva was telling me you�d like
to teach also? Yes, excellent.� He laid a hand on her shoulder again. �He was not angry at you, Hermione. He was angry with himself, for letting you
view his past. I think that if you
should force yourself into his mind during your next lesson, it might be for
the best in his path to healing. If I am
correct and the two of you are meant for each other, it is best to�get the
formalities over with as soon as possible.
The issues regarding his past will spring up eventually, no doubt about
it, so why not deal with them now?�

Hermione stared up at him in disbelief. �You�really approve of�us, sir?� She received a gentle smile and nod. �Then�.these lessons aren�t to help us block each other out, are they?� The Headmaster shook his head, and, placing a
finger on the side of his long nose, winked.

�I�d get that thought put in a Pensive as soon as possible,
Miss Granger. Who knows who might
discover it floating around in your head?
Goodnight.� He strolled down the
hall whistling and leaving one absolutely thunderstruck student in his wake.

�I have got to
tell Ginny,� she decided aloud, and raced back to Gryffindor Tower.

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The last day of school finally arrived, with all the
students anxious for the end of classes so that they could run wild for the
summer. Potions class, still supervised
of course, was relatively uneventful except for Snape threatening them all with
a seven-foot essay on different poisons found in the Forbidden Forest
and frightening Parvati Patil into hysterics after catching her passing notes
to Lavender Brown. Hermione flipped
through the loaner textbook Advanced
Potions 1 that she had cajoled Severus into letting her borrow after
�losing� her copy, which currently resided underneath her pillow. As the rest of the students stood up and
filed out of the class laughing, Severus announced that he would like that essay after all, neatly wrecking their mood. Hermione smiled. Did they really think he
would have let them off easily? Under
cover of scowling at the assignment she slipped a note into the book and walked
up to Snape, holding it out. �Thanks so
much for letting me borrow the book this last few weeks, sir,� she said,
batting her eyelashes at him playfully and was rewarded by a smirk.

�Not a problem�this
time. Do try to keep track of your own books in the future, Miss
Granger.� He looked at her sternly,
looking so gorgeous that she felt her eyes beginning to lose their focus. She gave the book she still held a meaningful
glance and felt the bond between shiver. Page 293, 2:30 p.m., don�t be late, she sent playfully and saw his eyes narrow
slightly.

His hands came up to accept the tome and brushed against
hers, his fingers resting for a moment on her wrists. �Will that be all, Miss Granger? I believe I gave you an assignment you might
want to get started on.� You saucy little minx. She grinned and winked before turning to
run after Harry and Ron. After the last
student had left and Flitwick wandered off � the rest of the staff thought the
whole business the juiciest scandal they had ever heard of � he opened the
textbook, still warm from where she had touched it.

�God help us all, I�m turning into a love struck idiot,� he
grumbled, and pulled out the note. It
read:

My dear Severus,

As you no doubt are
aware, I will be turning seventeen in three weeks and soon we will only have to
wait 365 more days before we can be together.
That is, unless I can convince you to take more aging potion? Anyway, I have turned this parchment into a
locator map. Tap it with your wand and
say my name and it will lead you straight to me in London.
I would love to see you during the summer break if you can evade the
�watchdogs� long enough to come to me�I suppose we could just rely on dreams,
but I know that you would rather stay away from those. But it is thought to be appropriate that a
girl�s sweetheart (no matter how non-sweet
he may be) give her a birthday gift, and while I would love to have a pony, I
would settle for a visit from you.

Love,

Hermione �insufferable
know-it-all� Granger

Severus re-read the parchment several times, wondering what
he should do about it � he was definitely not going to Dumbledore with this,
that much was certain. He had been
forbidden to go to her outside of school�what had been the Headmaster�s words? Ah, yes�

�As for her time away from school, I don�t want to hear that
you�ve been visiting her� had been the exact words�.hmmmm�.

There he had it, a way to visit the young woman he loved
without drawing the old man�s censure.
If he didn�t want to hear that Severus had been visiting her, well, then,
he wouldn�t hear a single thing.
Grinning broadly, he strode quickly to the library to do some reading.

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A/N: Hmm, wonder what
he�s up to this time�but then, all who read �Missing You� know what will
happen! Let�s hope no one catches him
�horsing� around�..
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