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Snape's Apprentices	By : Lalani Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 26336 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: I know, I promised smut, but somehow the story has gotten away from me and it has turned into more? If its fine with you guys, I would let the story go at its own pace. Oh, and I am thinking about changing the title of the story, since it has derailed a bit from what I had planned… Reviews are welcome!
Chapter Six
SPOV
He was in his potions lab, going over the happenings of last week and brewing some heavy duty contraception and healing Potions, preparing for the weekend he had planned.
It had been a week since he had given her the abortion Potion and saw her go though that. It had been terribly painful for her. If he was honest, he had been bad for him too, to see her lying on his bed, writhing in pain. He had not dared to give her any pain potions, afraid they might react with her pregnancy potion and their lingering ingredients.
They still had no clues as to who would do something like that to her. They had, after she agreed to tell the Malfoys everything, started to look into the ingredients sales, finding nothing uncommon. Neither did any of the illegal Potioneers and Apothecaries know something, nor had they heard of someone new brewing illegal or highly regulated Potions.
Severus was getting increasingly frustrated with the research. Miss Granger did not seem to be under more scrutiny than usual from anyone, although Minerva had cornered him about the detentions he had started to give her. She had been quite rude to him (for show, of course) during Advanced Potions, so he could give her detentions and they could plan and talk about anything unusual that had happened.
I am too hard on her, my ass, he thought scathingly. That had been Minerva’s concern. He, on the other hand, thought he wasn’t being hard enough on the girl. He still had not bedded her. Potions classes were the worst, where she would give him seductive glances, just to be completely focused on her problems and potions during detentions. He had let her behaviour slip, because he knew she was shy and inexperienced and she felt save during class.
Tonight, though, he was going to have her. He was taking Miss Granger and Draco to his estate later, a remote manor in Bodmin Moor, Cornwall, which was located on a hill and heavily warded. The land belonging to it was extensive, full of gardens where he could grow his own ingredients. It had been a recent acquisition. There he would make her the offer as soon as Lucius came and took his son. He really didn’t need that little fucker around for the conversation he was going to have with Miss Granger.
He would be taking on Draco as well, though, if she agreed. He knew she would, with or without Draco, but it would look better to the other Slytherins and Potions Masters if there was an ulterior motive for taking on a Gryffindor apprentice. Trying to help his Godson and fucking her would suffice enough as an ulterior motive.
He had, after watching her brew during detentions, where she was not focused on proving herself to her classmates, decided to take her on as an apprentice. He was keeping it quiet, for now only having talked to the headmaster about it.
Severus had asked the Headmaster to be allowed to take both Draco and Miss Granger away from Hogwarts, so he could give her his offer. He was still smarting over the price he had had to pay to be allowed to remove two students from school for a weekend. Letting Potter back into Advanced Potions, though, had been the only way. Albus had agreed to let him give Potter solitary and different assignments, at the back of the classroom. That boy was going to brew first year potions for the rest of the year. If he wanted to get his NEWT in potions, he was going to have to do some heavy studying.
Taking her on as his apprentice would allow him to keep a closer eye on her and he could have her move to the Dungeons to be closer to her brewing. By the time school was over, she would have learned enough to brew on her own, while he would start teaching Draco. Knowing he was going to take on two apprentices and knowing how time consuming that would be, he had had to resign his position as Hogwarts Potions Master. The money Lucius would pay him to take on Draco would replace his salary and allow him to take care of the gardens. Both would be working hard to get the place up to snuff. Miss Granger would work harder though, because she would not pay him for the apprenticeship. Her food and board would be payed for with her body.
He was still insanely curious about why someone would slip Miss Granger that potion, but with nothing turning up he was ready to discard it as a cruel prank. Right now, he would concentrate on her body and the pleasure it would bring him. And her apprenticeship. But mainly her body. She had basically become an obsession to him since that day last week. It was completely unhealthy, but he couldn’t help it. After being stuck on Lily Potter for so long, he clung on to this new sort of insanity like a drowning man. No matter how annoying he thought her, he had not met any other woman that got him going as quickly as Lily.
He finished with his brewing and, after looking at his clock, started cleaning up his workspace. He pocketed the Potions, grabbed his cloak and left for Hogwarts’ main gate, where he would meet Miss Granger and Draco.
When he arrived, it was to find a fidgety Miss Granger, completely bundled up in a heavy, spring green muggle coat. It was still freezing in February. She had on a soft pink woollen hat and a matching scarf, with her legs encased in jeans and black boots. She looked adorable, if he was honest with himself. He rarely thought about anyone in these terms, but seeing her stand there, wearing soft and feminine colours, it was the first thing that came to his mind.
Adorable? he snarled in his head.
Draco was wearing heavy robes in black, trimmed with glimmering snakes. He had on a scarf but no hat. He was carrying a small suitcase, while Miss Granger was carrying nothing but a red beaded bag that was painfully ugly. He stalked up to them and directed a perfect sneer at Miss Granger.
“While I admire women who can travel light, Miss Granger, I did expect you to at least bring a change of clothing! You’re staying a few days, not a few hours. Go, hurry and get your clothes!” he snarled, barely containing his annoyance.
She blushed, before answering.
“I have everything I need in here, Professor. I put an undetectable expansion charm on the bag. It can hold more than you think.”
He scoffed lightly at that, before starting to march out of the castle. The two followed him silently for a while, before Miss Granger spoke up again.
“Where are we going exactly, Sir? And how do we get there?”
He had sent them both only a note via a House-Elf to meet him here at this time and to prepare for a weekend away from Hogwarts.
“We are leaving for my estate, Miss Granger. It is an old manor in Cornwall. Quite dreadful, to be honest, but it comes with a certain advantage. You will, both, find out soon enough what that is. And we will be walking to Hogsmeade, before apparating. Slide along, if you must know. I will be taking Mr Malfoy first, then you, Miss Granger.” He answered patiently. She needed to be in a good mood. He had put his foot in his mouth with his remark earlier and he was determined to be in her good graces when he told her about his offer. It wouldn’t do for the girl to be in a snit and refuse.
They walked silently until they reached the apparition point at Hogsmeade. He told Miss Granger to stay there, grabbed Draco by the scruff of his neck and apparated them to Cornwall. Draco stumbled a bit after he let him go suddenly, shooting him a dirty look. Severus just smirked at him, before pointing to the dark clothed figure waiting at the gates for them. Lucius was already walking towards them so he could take his son to Malfoy Manor. They had a lot to talk about and this was a good opportunity for them.
He didn’t wait for them to greet each other, but quickly apparated back. He found Miss Granger waiting patiently.
“Now I will apparate both of us. Do not be surprised, Mr. Malfoy will not be joining us this weekend, he has some business to discuss with his father.”
She stared at him and blushed wildly. Obviously she had figured out what this might mean for her.
“Does the Headmaster know Draco will not be with us?” she asked in a small, nervous voice.
“No.” he answered, before stepping closer and putting his arm around her waist. At the contact he hardened and when he heard her quiet gasp he had to stop himself from groaning out loud. He waited a moment, getting used to the feel of her body so he wouldn’t splinch them because he was so aroused.
After apparating, he held on to her a moment longer, making sure she was alright. Unlike Draco, she wasn’t used to slide-along apparition.
HPOV
Hermione felt her whole body squeezing together, before the feeling suddenly stopped, allowing her to draw a deep breath. She felt light headed and knew without the Professors’ arm around her she would have stumbled and fallen. It took all she had to not throw up. She didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of him.
She snuggled up to him, figuring he wouldn´t mind, until she got her bearings back. His arm tightened around her, before he took a step back. She hid her beet-red face in his coat, not wanting him to see her face. His body moved slightly, before she felt his other arm come around her, holding her. He pressed himself closer and even through all of their clothing she felt his hardness press up against her. She gasped slightly. Suddenly she wanted to be inside the house, with a bed close to them.
She lifted her head, looking up into his face. His eyes found hers and were drilling into them, their depths sucking her in, his lips pressed together and a blush gracing his cheeks. He look fierce to her, making her wet her knickers even more. The last week, with the detentions, had been torturous, but she hadn’t let anything happen during them, because she hadn’t wanted her first time to be in Hogwarts. After thinking about it for a while, it just had seemed wrong, somehow.
“We should go in, Miss Granger. There we can continue this properly.” He practically growled at her.
He released her and took a few steps back, breathing in deeply. She stumbled a bit and turned around reluctantly, for the first time taking in the scene around her. They were standing at the foot of a hill, with a deep fog all around them. She figured his Manor was heavily warded and that’s why there was nothing to be seen. The land around them was mostly rocky, but with enough patches of grass to make it look green and pretty. In the distance she could see trees spring up sporadically. It was beautiful, in a rough and barren way.
Professor Snape stepped up next to her, before drawing his wand and murmuring quietly under his breath. At the flick of his wand, the Hill seemed to expand. Then a gate and a fence appeared in front of them, with a road leading up the hill, to a beautiful Tudor-Style Manor. It wasn’t huge, but still big enough to be called a Manor. It was in need for some serious repairs, but looking at it, it would turn out to be quite stunning. Even from a distance, she could see that the wood was badly eaten up and the plaster missing at many places.
Before she could say anything, the Professor spoke up.
“It is not much to look at right now, but after it has been renovated it will look different. I have just recently purchased the Manor and the lands that belong to it.”
“It’s beautiful!” she gushed, already planning, in her head, how it would look with gardens going up the hill, so it would look more welcoming. “My Aunt is an architect that specialises in renovating old houses and they always turn up more beautiful than newly build ones!”
At this, he turned around to look at her.
“Your aunt? I take it she is a Muggle. Does she have experience with Manors of this size? It has twelve bedrooms, three offices, a sitting room, a dining room and a ballroom. And since it is an old Muggle-Manor, including electricity, no wizarding renovator wants to take it on.” He said with a grimace.
“If she is any good, I would hire her for the job. If she knows you are a witch, though.” The last part was added as an afterthought.
“Oh, yes, she knows I am a witch! She was so disappointed to hear I wouldn’t want to become an architect like her, just with magic so to help her! About the experience, I am not so sure. I think she had maybe two houses that were really big? She rarely takes on such big projects, since they take a lot of time. It takes her workers away from her other projects. Getting material to those big Manors is a problem, she says.”
“Hmpf. The materials or workers will not be a problem. I will hire House-Elves for that. Their magic does not interfere with Muggle electricity as much as a wizards does and they can ward the appliances against interference with magic.”
“Really?? I didn’t know that! And you can hire House-Elves? Like regular workers? Are they free elves?” she asked, excitedly. Professor Snape gave her an amused look and started walking towards the gates, opening them with a flick of his wand. Her arousal was not completely forgotten, but pushed aside at her excitement over the Manor.
“Yes, Elves can do that. It is a recent discovery, I can assure you that. The teaching staff actually got the idea from young Mr. Creevey and his camera. Apparently, the House-Elves at Hogwarts are more tuned in towards the students’ needs than we thought and actually spelled that camera to make it possible for him to use the camera around Hogwarts. Please keep this to yourself, Miss Granger. We do not need the students bringing in cell phones and computers to Hogwarts. And we do not need everyone finding out about this little quirk of House-Elf magic. If they had wanted it to be common knowledge they can do that, we would have found out sooner. And yes, I know what phones and computers are. I am a half-blood after all. And about hiring House-Elves, after your little project the Headmaster figured he could at least ask some of the Elves if they wanted to be freed. A small number agreed and are now help for hire. It’s quite convenient at times, you can have a House-Elf help, without having to buy them and those that want to be free have the chance to do so.”
She marvelled about this, happy that SPEW had helped at least some Elves to be freed. Still, she spent the walk up to the house thinking about how to get her aunt to agree to the project of renovating the Manor. It was so beautiful and the closer they got, the more she could see it. It was only two stories high, but spread out. Or maybe three, now that she looked at it. There were windows that seemed to belong to the attic. Those probably used to be the servants’ quarters. It was rundown, but still… They reached the front steps, leading up to the dark wood door.
Entering the Manor, she found herself following the Professor into a dimly lit entrance, with a door to her immediate right. Leading along the right hand wall were decrepit stairs going up. On her left was an archway that led into a dining room. The furniture was old and in bad shape, most chairs overturned and the table nearly falling apart. Opposite the entrance was another archway that led to an empty room that seemed to run the length of the house, since she could see gardens through the ceiling high windows.
Probably the ballroom, she thought, thoroughly enchanted at that thought. It was a huge room, explaining how those twelve bedrooms could fit on the upper floor. She briefly wondered where the kitchen was, but then discarded the thought and followed the Professors impatient huffing to the room on the right. The door was open and there was the tell-tale flicker of a fire illuminating what she could see of the room.
She stepped through the doorway and found her Professor sitting in what looked like a copy of his sitting room at Hogwarts, minus the books. She snorted lightly. Obviously, he hadn’t been very creative.
“I asked a House-Elf to temporarily sort out this room. The magic will not keep for long, a week at most. There is a bedroom upstairs, too, that has been taken care of.”
Only one? She thought giddily.
Now she knew for sure that her Professor had a special weekend planned for them. Her arousal returned with a vengeance.
To Hell with waiting for him to make the first move, she thought, and marched up to where her Professor was sitting. He raised his left eyebrow at her and then quickly raised both when she straddled his lap and got comfortable with a lot of wriggling around. When she was settled, her fake Gryffindor bravado fled her, because she didn’t know what to do in this situation. She stared at him with her mouth halfway opened, not knowing what else to do
His surprised and expectant face quickly turned into amusement, his eyebrows both coming down again. The corners of his mouth started twitching and then he let out a booming laugh that shocked her. His mirth vibrated through her body and when he lifted his hands and put them at her waist, she finally saw the humor in the situation and started laughing along with him.
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