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A Witch's Tale	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 27756 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Monday
The day was dragging. Because she was leaving, all her projects had been divvied out to others and she was acting as a resource if anyone had questions. They had her doing mundane tasks like filing, reviewing some graphs and sorting through the mail. By the time five o'clock came around she was about to jump out of her skin. She was really nervous about Theo coming for dinner. She kept telling herself that she was being silly. They had hung out two of the the past three evenings and he had been so easy to spend time with. But, this time, it was a date. That made tonight very different.
She left work and went straight to the corner market to pick up the last of the needed groceries and apparated home. It was 5:20 and Theo would be there at 6:30. The steak was already marinated. She started boiling water for the potatoes and quickly sliced the assorted fresh vegetables. She opened a bottle of red to let it breath. While she was waiting for the water to boil, she took a quick shower, and got dressed. She put on a green, A line, short sleeve mini dress that came to her mid thigh. It was cute and a little bit sexy. She didn't have time to completely tame her hair, so she put it into a soft French braid. She added a touch of makeup and headed back into the kitchen. The water was now boiling so she threw in the potatoes. She drizzled some olive oil over the sliced vegetables and sprinkled them with parmesan cheese. Then she put them in the oven to roast, set the timer and put some music on. This time she chose Stevie Ray Vaughan. Her parents used to listen to it when she was younger and it stuck with her. Listening to the music her parents loved made her feel like they were with her somehow, and it was comforting. Just as she was finishing setting the table, the doorbell rang.
Hermione opened the door and was surprised at how sexy Theo looked. He was wearing blue jeans with a grey t-shirt under a black sports jacket. The t-shirt was loosely tucked and he had on a black leather belt. He smiled at her and looked her up and down. She felt the warm flush and knew she was blushing. She smiled at him. "Hey, Theo. Come on in." She motioned for him to enter.
As he walked in he grinned and said, "Oh, Hermione.. you are a vision in green." His look was playful and flirtatious. His hair was a little damp and he had a slight 5 o'clock shadow.
She couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, well seeing as I'm cooking dinner for a slytherin, I figured I'd go all out and dress the part."
"I like it. You should wear green more often. It suits you." He was smiling as he handed her the flowers.
"Thanks," she said as she bit her lip and took the flowers. His gaze went to her mouth and she felt her heart skip a beat.
"I'll just go..and... put these in water." She was stepping backwards as she spoke. She didn't want to take her eyes off him. Finally, she turned and headed into the kitchen. Her heart was racing.
She put the flowers in a vase and set them on the table. They made the perfect addition to the table she had just set. She poured them each a glass of wine and walked back into the living room. Theo was looking at the photos on the mantle. "Are these your parents?" He was looking at the one photo on the mantle that wasn't a wizarding photo.
"Yeah." She handed him the glass of wine and took a sip of her own.
"That must be hard for you. Not knowing where they are?" He had a look of concern, yet at the same time his expression was soft and comforting.
She paused as she looked at the photo and then replied, "It's unbearable sometimes." She smiled softly at him. "I need to finish up a few things in the kitchen." She turned to walk back towards the kitchen.
He followed behind her. He watched as she emptied the boiled potatoes into a colander. The steam fogged up the window over the sink. She dumped the potatoes into a mixing bowl and added butter, sour cream and half n half. As she sprinkled salt and then started to mix everything with a fork he commented, "I've noticed you still do a lot of things the muggle way. Particularly in the kitchen."
She shrugged as she continued mixing, "I enjoy it. Not everything is improved by magic."
"I guess I never really thought about it. Using magic just seems so much easier and quicker." He sipped his wine and kept watching her. "I mean, those potatoes look like a lot of work."
She smiled and looked at him. "Well, have you ever felt that sometimes it's the journey and not the destination that was the best part?" She put the potatoes aside and pulled the vegetables out of the oven before putting the steaks in. She changed some settings on the oven and turned to him. She wiped her hands on a dish towel and said "I like the effort. It's one of the reasons I enjoyed studying."
He had to think about that. "Well, now that you mention it, yes." He did prefer traveling by train because he could see places along the journey. When the train would stop along the way in small towns or even cities, he would sometimes venture out into them and sightsee. He would have missed those experiences if he had apparated directly to his intended destination. "Perhaps, I should take up cooking and see what I'm missing." He was smiling flirtatiously at her.
She grinned back at him. "Well, I should warn you that muggle cooking is not to be taken lightly. It's actually quite dangerous."
"Really? I had no idea!" He had a big smile and continued. "So, not only do you help your friends abolish dark wizards but you come home every night to a kitchen that is fraught with peril?"
She was laughing, "Yeah, that's about right. I wouldn't want my life to be boring!"
She was beautiful and he couldn't resist. He stepped towards her and pulled her to him. Her brown eyes looked up at him with surprise and her gaze went to his mouth. He crushed his lips to hers.
She was stunned by his urgency but loved it. His hands held her tight against him. Their kiss was passionate. His tongue seeking entrance into her mouth and hers into his. She ran her hands through his hair and then down his back. Their kiss became more gentle.
He pulled back a little and kissed her on the forehead before looking her in the eyes. "I've been wanting to do that since I walked in the door."
She smirked up at him, "I've been wanting you to do that since you walked me to my door." He laughed.
She stepped back from him and turned to the oven. He watched as she opened the oven and flipped the steaks. He couldn't help his gaze as it wandered to the tops of her thighs which were on display as she bent over.
She shut the oven. "Steaks will be ready in just a couple minutes."
"I'm famished." His tone had changed. She looked at him and it was like in her dream. He was looking at her with intesnsity and desire and the double connotation of his words was clear. She felt the familiar flush and felt her stomach do a couple flips. She picked up her wine glass and took a big swallow.
Dinner was delicious. Not only was she intelligent, beautiful and brave but she was also talented in the kitchen. Theo finished his glass of wine and Hermione poured him another with the second bottle of wine she had just opened. She refilled her glass as well and then looked at him. "I have ice cream for dessert if you'd like some."
He internally groaned. He would love ice cream but if he ate any, his plans for the evening would go out the window. He would get sleepy and the night would come to an end. "I'm stuffed. I can't eat another bite. Thank you." He smiled at her warmly.
She stood to start clearing the table and he stood to help her. She stopped him. "I've got this. How about you go choose some music. My muggle CD's are next to the stereo or you can put the wizarding radio on if you prefer."
"Sure. I'm on it." He walked to her stereo where she had a huge collection of CD's. Most were artists he'd never heard of, but a few were familiar. Muggle music and dress was becoming hip in the wizarding world, at least with the younger generation. He wore muggle clothes most of the time these days with a robe thrown over top as needed.
As he flipped through the CD's he came upon a name he'd heard of. He liked female vocalists and Draco had mentioned something about Fiona Apple in the muggle record store the other day. Draco had a muggle stereo, so Theo knew how to use it.
Hermione smiled as the sultry voice and piano started to play. She finished putting the leftovers away and then headed into the living room. She would do the dishes in the morning.
As she walked in the living room, Theo was standing by the stereo looking through her CD's. "You have quite a collection."
She walked to the sofa and sat down. "Most of those were my parents."
He didn't want her getting sad so he stopped talking about the music. He walked over and sat down next to her. They sat in comfortable silence. Each in thought about where the night would go.
He wanted this witch. He wanted her now. He had forced himself to show restraint over the weekend when he was with her. He had been a gentleman and he was still, but tonight he would have her. He knew she wanted him too, but would she resist? His inner slytherin started to stir. He started thinking up rebuttals and words of seduction he could use if she started to shut him down.
Hermione wanted this wizard. But, this was their first real date. She would have to keep her head and her wits about her. They each sipped their wine. A topic she wanted to discuss suddenly popped into her head."So,what was Professor Snape doing in London last week?"
Theo innerly groaned as this topic was not a discussion good for seduction. "He had to pick up some ingredients for a potion he's developing...was only in town for a couple days and stayed with the Malfoy's."
Her curiosity was peaked. "Where's he live?"
"In a small village in Mexico."
"Mexico? Really?... huh"
She seemed deep in thought so he asked, "What? You don't like Mexico?"
"I wouldn't know.. never been there. It's just not a place I'd picture the bat of the dungeons."
He laughed. "I haven't heard Severus called that in a long time."
"What kind of potion is he working on?" She couldn't resist asking.
"He didn't talk much about it. At least not to me or Blaise. I'm sure Draco knows."
The curious part of Hermione wanted to know what Snape was working on. She wished she had something to work on. She wasn't even going to have a job after Friday.
As her mind was spinning with thoughts about unemployment and the purposeless direction she was heading, Theo's was spinning with thoughts of her writhing beneath him.
He decided to make his move.
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