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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: Permission for use of the name �The Dirty Dungeon�
provided by hermioneandseverusfan82. Wait
�til you read what items were purchased there�

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Hermione woke early that morning, sitting up and stretching
her sleep-stiffened limbs. She had had a
wonderful dream the previous night about Severus and, smiling, flopped back
down into the bed. The feel of his hands
on her body, the scent of his skin, and the look in his eyes�she shivered in
delight. It had been some dream, all
right. Her eyes fell on the alarm clock
beside the bed�could it be only six o�clock?
Then she grinned again. It was
her birthday � she was now seventeen and one year closer to fulfilling what, up
until now, she had only dreamed about.
She wondered if he would come to see her today�he hadn�t made any
promises, a fact she actually liked � if Severus didn�t think he could keep a
promise, he wouldn�t make her one. She
knew he was slightly amazed that her love for him was still strong; she felt it
whenever their minds linked while he was supposedly teaching her
Occlumency. Their lessons had continued
under the watchful eyes of Dumbledore and McGonagall and from time to time, she
had succeeded in pushing her way into his mind to view what he tried to keep
secret. He was still extremely touchy about
it and became angry when she did this, feeling as though she might think him
weak�she had let him know in no uncertain terms that his past, although
terrible, had formed him into the man she loved with all her being. Sometimes he still had nightmares of his
father beating him and his mother and those she rode out as best she could when
they filtered into her mind and woke her.

She flew down the stairs and ate breakfast hurriedly, eager
to see if Severus would appear�she had told him 2:30, but what if he decided to
come early and she missed him? She
opened the presents her parents gave to her, some beautiful new dresses,
perfume, and books she had been dying to read and thanked them effusively,
immediately trying on the outfits � after all, Severus hadn�t really seen her
in nice clothes before. An owl appeared
over the rooftops and zoomed maniacally down towards her face, hooting and
whistling its head off. She reached up
and snagged the creature from the air�she recognized the owl as Ron�s
Pigwidgeon. Opening the note the
overexcited owl carried, she read:

Dear Hermione,

Happy Birthday! Mum wants me to ask you if you�d like to come
over to the Burrow today�she�s got a party all planned for you here and if it�s
okay with your parents, send us a reply back with Pig, and we�ll get your
fireplace hooked up to the Floo Network before 11:00. Hope you can come!

Ron

She smiled, doubting that Ron was supposed to let slip that
a surprise party was being planned for her.
Running back inside, she asked her parents for permission to go and they
agreed, so she sent the little owl back to the Weasleys. Hmmm.
Severus would have to show up at the Burrow if he was to see her,
then�but she remembered the map she had left him � he would find her there. She watched the fireplace intently and
finally saw the tell-tale green smoke wafting out from it. She tossed a handful of powder inside and
yelled, �The Burrow!�

****

�SURPRISE!!� Came the bellow of many Weasleys as she came
sliding out of the grate coughing. Ginny
ran up to hug her, followed closely by Molly Weasley. �Happy Birthday, dear,� she said kindly. They sat her down and made her open the
presents they had gotten for her � she waved happily over at Harry, who must
have escaped the Dursleys extra early this year. Fred and George had given her a huge box of
Weasley�s Wizard Wheezes, Molly and Arthur�s present was an enchanted alarm
clock that was supposed to hop all over her and blow air in her face if she
didn�t get up when it said to, Ginny had
crocheted a shawl for her in Gryffindor colors and whispered that she had
something better to give her in private, Bill and Charlie sent her books on
Egyptian Mummies and Dragon Taming, complete with several mini models of
dragons that tromped around on the table breathing smoke. Harry�s presents were sugar-free bubble gum
and a beautiful copy of Hogwarts: A
History, and Ron had gifted her with nail polish that changed colors with
her moods and a big bag of Honeyduke�s sweets.

Molly took her another box, which had somehow gotten inside
the pile of the other gifts. �This one
has no name on it, dear, except for yours.
I don�t know who it�s from,� she said, clearly puzzled. Hermione and Ginny exchanged meaningful
glances as Hermione carefully unwrapped it.
She gasped as she looked inside the box and lifted out a beautiful,
intricately worked silver necklace set with emeralds. Across the room, Ron�s face fell as he saw
the gift, and the others looked at it in amazement. �WOW!
Who sent you that?� Fred
whistled. Hermione smiled down at the
note reading �To my insufferable
know-it-all� and didn�t reply. She
then caught sight of something else in the box and picked it up�it was a gold
bracelet with a small charm inset with a ruby, and on the charm was the figure
of a lion. She shifted her attention to
the necklace and found, carved so tiny she had missed it before, a tiny snake
on the clasp.

The Weasleys, with the exception of Ginny, all discussed who
would have sent Hermione such a thing and made increasingly ridiculous guesses
that left the two girls laughing hysterically.
�You have one more gift, Hermione dear.
It showed up this morning as soon as we sent Pig over to you.� Molly motioned her over to the back door and
opened it to reveal�.

Hermione laughed so hard that tears rolled from her
eyes. In front of her was a huge white
stallion with a long black mane and tail.
Somehow, he had sent a horse to her after he had read the note! She ran up to it, absently noting that it
wasn�t saddled or bridled in any way�nothing held it there. It brought its head down and nudged her face
and as she reached her arms up to pat the beautiful creature, she felt the
unmistakable feeling of �love without words,� the rush of emotion she only got
when practicing Occlumency with�with�.oh,
my god!

She stared at the stallion.
Pale skin? Check! Black eyes? Check! Hair as dark as a
raven�s wing? Check! She looked at him (undeniably him) in wonder. �Severus?� she whispered, and the horse
whinnied softly, shaking his mane. Crookshanks
came over to inspect Hermione�s latest �gift,� then settled at Hermione�s feet,
purring loudly.

�Hey, where�d the horse come from?� Ron demanded, coming up
on the side and reaching for her. The
stallion�s ears went flat against his head and he whirled, lashing out with his
back hooves. Ron yelled and threw himself backwards to avoid being kicked while
Hermione giggled. Yes, it was definitely
Severus.

�I don�t think he likes you much, Ronald,� she laughed and
threw her arms around the stallion�s neck in a loving hug. The huge horse whickered affectionately at
her as she kissed its nose, butting against her and nibbling on her ear. She giggled and pushed the animal away
playfully. �That tickles, Prince.� Ron�s eyes widened as he spluttered over the
name and demanded to know why she would name such an obviously ill-bred gelding
(here �Prince� pawed the ground threateningly) a royal title. The rest of the family gathered around to pat
the horse who took on a rather long-suffering expression until the boys all
decided to start a game of Quidditch � in the birthday girl�s honor, of course
� thereby leaving Ginny and Hermione alone with Prince.

Ginny eyed the massive horse apprehensively. �Is�.that who I think it is?� When Hermione
smiled and nodded, the youngest Weasley smiled nervously. �Ummm, hello, Professor�if you need water or
anything, just, uh, let me know?� She
was startled when Prince inclined his head gracefully to her and began to
settle to the grass, lying down.

Hermione beamed at him and scooted over to lean against his
side while she explained about the note inside the �borrowed� book and how it
had obviously led Severus to become an unregistered animagus. �Oh! What was it you wanted to give me?� she
asked, remembering her friend�s whispered statement.

Ginny grinned and hauled out another box. As Hermione opened it, she squealed loudly,
making Prince look around at her curiously.
She shielded the contents from him adroitly, citing �Girl Stuff� as the
reason and he laid his head back down on her legs, disinterested. Inside the
box were several items from the Hogsmeade sex shop, The Dirty Dungeon. Warming Massage oils, several copies of PlayWitch (featuring a pictorial of
�Seven-inch Sorcerers�) a DVD of Henrietta
does Hogsmeade and a book by the name of What�s Your Fetish? with tips on �Snagging and shagging the warlock
of your dreams � see how, p. 164!�
Hermione rolled on the ground kicking her feet and screaming with
laughter while Ginny giggled and Prince looked at them both disapprovingly. �Oh, show him � go on, I dare you, �Mione!�

Hermione, still breathless with laughter, shoved the book in
front of her animagus, who jerked his head back with a startled snort. The girls fell on him, laughing even
harder.

****

It was going to be a very long year, thought Severus
morosely as the two girls lay against him giggling their little heads off. He couldn�t believe what Ginny had given
Hermione! And from the sounds of
continued hilarity, that book was the least of his worries. Surely there was a law prohibiting minors
from entering adult gift shops! He was
slightly mollified by Hermione�s subsequent hugs and kisses � this form was the
only way he would be able to enjoy them for a while so he�d best make the most
of the situation. He nosed curiously
through the box when his little witch held it out for him to look at, frankly
appalled at the magazines �I just want to read the articles, Severus� and the
video but the oil piqued his interest. You�ll have to wait for that, big boy, she teased nonverbally. They spent the rest of the day together with
Ginny occasionally dropping by to talk to Hermione; she still wasn�t that
comfortable with him, but he didn�t mind at all, preferring just to be near his
love. He would have preferred to shift
back to his human form, but knew that Dumbledore would hear of it in a
heartbeat. Hermione stroked his mane and
tail as she conversed with her best friend, running her small hands over his
back and sides gently, touching the scars and burn with careful fingers. She correctly identified the scar on his hind
leg as the wound he received at the jaws of Hagrid�s god-awful three-headed dog
during her first year when he stood, preparing to leave.

She gave him a hug.
�I wish I could see you as you really are, before you go�you have to
shift back to Disapparate, after all.
Maybe if you do it over there in the bushes?� She wheedled, and felt him
start to give in. Looking around to make
sure they were unsupervised (McGonagall had sent Mundungus to watch her during
the summer, but he was currently gambling with Fred and George) she motioned to
him and he moved obediently into the cover of the bushes. His form began to shimmer and dissolve,
leaving a tall pale wizard where the horse had been standing. She leaped into his arms and he held her
tightly to him as she kissed his face.
�Oh, Severus,� she sighed.

�We really shouldn�t�� he mumbled, though his arms remained
tightly around her.

She looked into his eyes.
�How did you do it? The Ministry requires that animagi practice under
strict supervision�it was really dangerous for you to do this alone. Besides, I figured you�d be a Hungarian
Horntail or something.�

�Well, you said
you wanted a horse!�

�I just wanted you.� She leaned forward to kiss his lips but he
stopped her. �Severus! No one can see us,
just kiss me.� He still refused and began to set her down so she decided to make
him kiss her. She clamped her legs
around him tightly and began to rub herself against him suggestively, running
her fingers through his hair and laying small, sucking kisses on his neck.

Severus felt himself grow hard as a rock as Hermione
wriggled against him. She�s only seventeen, she�s only seventeen,
he chanted to himself desperately as the naughty little witch began sucking at
his neck. �Well� maybe this once,� he
said weakly as one of her hands began to rub against his throbbing
erection. Lowering his face to hers, he
kissed her passionately and worked his hips against her hand. Merlin,
that feels sooooo good. They
explored each other�s mouths, panting with arousal whenever air was
needed. He began to lift himself away
from her hand but the little tease knew exactly why he was doing it, and
redoubled her efforts.

�You need this, Severus,� she murmured against his lips and
rubbed faster, finally bringing him to a shuddering climax. She felt him pulse beneath her hand and felt
the familiar wetness between her thighs � she would much rather have freed him
from his trousers and sucked him into a frenzy, but knew he would feel much
less guilty about her doing it this
way. His orgasm seemed to go on and on,
with him gasping her name against her neck and his body shaking violently. Well,
it�s no wonder � he hasn�t even been able to masturbate without feeling guilty
about it. Poor man. I can�t wait
until next year. She lifted her hand
and whispered a cleansing charm as he tried to breathe normally.

�Hermione�we shouldn�t have done that. You�re not eighteen yet,� he moaned, rubbing
a hand over his eyes. If Dumbledore
found out about that�he shuddered to
think of the consequences.

She folded her arms and looked up at him. �Sev. We didn�t do anything, I did.
Don�t worry about it. I wanted to
make you feel good, that�s all�and I think I accomplished my goal.� He gave her a wry smile. �I thought so. We won�t have another chance to be like this
until next year, and then we won�t have
to sneak around anymore. Besides, you�ve
been so patient about it all�you deserve anything I can give you, and more.�

She snuggled close again and felt his arms come about her
once more. �I have to go now�we�ll see
each other at Hogwarts, at least. And if
Weasley keeps bothering you, then I�ll fix him right and proper.� She giggled, and he smiled back at her, leaning
down to brush his lips against hers lightly.
�I love you, Hermione. Don�t do
anything with that lotion that doesn�t involve me, now,� he teased.

Stepping away from her, Severus Disapparated, black tendrils
rapidly dissipating in the soft breeze.
Hermione stood there for a moment hugging herself, then turned to find
Ginny. She wouldn�t believe what had just happened!

***A/N: Mada, I totally agree with you, I lamed out on the "falling in love" part, guess that's what happens when I'm too impatient to get on with things. So, I'm sorry if this totally sucked for you. And no, I'm not a conservative old man (but that DID make me laugh) but I think Dumbledore is a little...cliches and all. I just don't want anyone to think I'm all for the 'underage' thing, is all. It will be much better when she finally turns 18. This waiting is totally bugging me too, but I felt I should put SOMETHING in there to cover the years a little. If anyone else feels like I should maybe rewrite the fourth chapter a little, let me know, yah? I think Hermione's sixth year is about to speed up...

To Be Continued�..
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