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Seduce My Father - Complete	By : AnasumiHideki Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 43148 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Anything recognizable belongs to JK Rowling. I do not make any money off of this story. It is just for fun! XD

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"I think someone is going to love Fridays from now on." Adrien teased Hermione as they made their way down to the classroom in the Dungeons.

Hermione looked bewildered, not sure who he was referring to.

"Who?" she asked.

"My father." Adrien supplied simply, causing a whole new wave of blush to fire up in Hermione's cheeks.

"And you've really got to stop doing that, Hermione. It betrays you every time." he told her, pointing at her face.

She batted his silver ring-adorned hand away.

"Anyway, how did your Potions brewing go last night? Are you two all set?" she asked

"We got a majority of it done, but there is still a lot left to do. You ought to come help us tonight." Adrien said as he nudged her playfully.

"Oh, I couldn't possibly... I wouldn't be able to keep my head" she said sadly.

"Yes you will. You'll be just fine. I mean, fuck, Hermione, you've spent the night with us a time or two over the summer. Well, with me, I mean, but.. Still. You weren't all Nervous Nelly then." the young dark wizard said. "Just keep it under wraps."

"Ugh... Okay." Hermione finally gave in. It didn't take much of a fight.

The pair entered the classroom and took a seat at their normal table that sat side by side with Harry and Ron's. Hermione looked around the room in search of the dark wizard in question, but he was nowhere in sight. Adrien took the opportunity to be funny, and stood to address the class. Except with his Defense Against The Dark Arts book, rather than Advanced Potion Making.

"Alright everyone, turn to page 394." he instructed in his father's same exact menacing tone, causing a few of the fourth years to shudder, and recoil while Harry and Ron roared with laughter. Adrien obviously remembered the lesson from their third year, when Professor Snape had set the essay on Werewolves.

"That's enough, Adrien, sit down." Snape's icy voice came from the supply room.

Adrien ducked as if he'd been shot at, and mouthed "oh shit" to Hermione who had to clap her hands over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

"Ten points from Slytherin for impersonating a teacher." Professor Snape drawled as he stepped from the supply room.

Hermione was bewildered. She had never heard of him taking points from his own house. But then again, she knew he wasn't one to demonstrate preferential treatment. Even to his own son. Adrien sat down, still with a satisfied smirk played upon his lips that could rival his father's any day.

"Instead of turning to page 394,-" Severus shot his son a look, "turn to page 126."

The sound of pages turning in the textbooks could be heard momentarily thorough out the classroom. Hermione was intrigued by what she saw on the page.

"Phantasmagoric Potion, otherwise known as the Potion of Conscious Sleep. Though designed to put the imbiber into a state of pleasant relaxation, the effects can at times be not.... So pleasant.." Professor Snape explained, all the while sending chills through Hermione.

His eyes fell on her momentarily, and then snapped back to his book.

"Can anyone tell me what might happen to a person if they imbibe this Potion?" he asked out into the room.

Hermione knew the answer, but she didn't want to be the "know-it-all" anymore, so she fought the urge to shoot her hand up in the air. Severus scanned the room to find a lack of hands in the air, and a bored expression fell upon his face as he glanced at her again.

"Granger. You know. Do tell."

Hermione was shocked. He never called upon her.

"Well sir... If a person imbibes the Potion, there can be good and bad effects. For instance, if the affect is good, the drinker will experience a great sense of euphoria, and emerge from it feeling rested. If the affect is bad, it can cause confusion, disorientation, and even fear. Yet, at the end you will still have the desired affect of feeling rested." she explained carefully.

Professor Snape nodded, but fired another question at her.

"If you knew the answer, why didn't you raise your hand?" he asked, cocking a brow at her. Adrien sniggered quietly next to her, and she resisted the urge to kick him under the table.

"I don't... I don't know, sir." she answered.

"Interesting..." he replied silkily, raking his eyes over her. She tried her best not to blush, and she was suddenly glad it was always so dark in the Dungeon.

"Moving on. I hope you've all taken note of Miss Granger's very textbook answer. You all will be brewing this Potion today. If you are successful in it's making, you will receive 20 house points for the task. Begin."

Hermione and Adrien began busying themselves with their ingredients, while Harry and Ron looked absolutely confused by the concept of this Potion. She looked over and saw Ron scratching his head as he read over the ingredients.

She looked over at Adrien's Potion and found herself highly annoyed, as his Potion was already turning a transparent minty green color.

"Don't hate me because I'm awesome." he told her with a smirk.

"You are awesome, but you're still an arse." she rounded back as she gently stirred her Potion the instructed three times, counter clockwise.

"Add another few rose thorns." Adrien shot her under his breath.

Hermione surveyed him apprehensively.

"That's not in the book!" she hissed.

"No it's not in the book, but that's how it's done. Funny thing about this Potion is, every single person in this classroom that doesn't know that, is going to fail this test." Adrien told her.

Being that he was the prodigal Potions guru, Hermione listened and added another three rose thorns to the batch, and was delighted to watch it slowly turn the minty green color.

Adrien signaled to his father that they were both done, and the Professor rose from his place behind his desk, and made his way over. He approved his son's Potion, and moved on to Hermione's. Her eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat as he placed his hand on the back of her chair and leaned over her to better view her Potion.

The girl was absolutely reeling at his closeness, and closed her eyes momentarily as she breathed in deeply reveling in his scent. To her own dismay the space between her thighs grew sodden, and she was horrified that her scent would betray her. Yet, she was saved by Professor Snape drawing himself up again. Or so she thought.

"Very well, Miss Granger. 20 points to Gryffindor and Slytherin." he proclaimed, throwing a look at Hermione that was all too knowing. Had he read her thoughts?

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"Definitely. He was most certainly reading your thoughts." Adrien told Hermione while they sat at lunch in the Great Hall after she asked him what the deal with that look was.

"Oh my Gods." Hermione breathed, feeling slightly panicked. She fanned herself rapidly with her hand, as another wave of blush threatened to tinge her cheeks. "How do you know?"

Adrien laughed.

"He gets this look on his face that only I can really pick out of his normal expressions when he's doing it. He wasn't even really looking at your Potion." the younger Snape said as he took a drink of his juice.

"Ugh, I can't help you with Potions tonight, Adrien. I'm embarrassed." she said burying her face in her hands.

"You have to. I've already told him you said you would. He really does need the extra help, and you're the perfect one for the job." he said. "And why the hell are you so embarrassed? It isn't every day that a young, sexy girl like yourself wets her knickers whenever he's around."

"Must you be so crass?!" Hermione exclaimed playfully, punching him in the arm.

"Crass is my specialty, my love." Adrien said as he leaned over and kissed her cheek before he stood to take his leave from the Hall. "Meet me at five tonight, and we'll go to the Dungeons together. I'll wait outside of your Common Room, and if you don't come out, I do know the password." he threatened.

The younger Snape did not wait for a reply before he left her by her lonesome. Hermione stared after him, all the while loving him, and hating him at the same time. She chanced another quick glance up at the staff dais, and her eyes momentarily rested on Professor Snape. She seemed to have caught his eye again. Before she could stop it, the blush tinged her cheeks once again, before she forced herself to tear her eyes away, and she all but ran from the Great Hall.

Later that night, things would definitely get interesting.
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