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Moments in time Completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 10373 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: I got the idea about this story as third part of "What happened at the Ministry Ball" set. At the beginning I had an inspiration for his and hers POV...
Then someone mixed duet from the 90's in to 80's songs, and I was reading "Second Best Holiday" by Anonymous (she written her story on a prompt on AO3) - and I just got this idea.
Some of you asked me to give them a little nudge, personally I like this game of "cat and mouse", complicating a problem with painfully easy solution (like most things in life). But why not indulge in both?

I hope you like it! And don't forget to comment ;)
Could I Have This Kiss Forever
Severus and Hermione were standing on the balcony, deeply engrossed in extremely boring conversation about combining charms work with potions. Jenny huffed looking at the scene
- Those two don’t have romantic bone in their body. – she mumbled. From her perspective they appeared to stand in the middle of the snow-globe. With the corner of her eye she noticed George tinkering with one of the mistletoe's, he was doing that all night – All is fair in love and war. –
She approached remaining Weasley twin with a sly grin, grabbing him by the arm
- I need your help. –
- How may I be…. –
- Cut off the politeness. Now, are you ready to play a trick on our mutual friend and your former professor? –
- Aha, I’m listening. -
- I’ve seen you sending those, - she pointed at mistletoe – to the oddest of couples all night. At the moment, they are standing on the most romantic spot and discussing potions. They are killing the mood quite brutally; I believe a small retaliation is in order. -
- What did you had in mind? –
- Send one to them, but…with extra punch, if it’s possible. –
- I’m listening… - drawled George, pointing his wand at one of the mistletoe's, she floated through the air to him
- Can you…force them to stay in that kiss a bit longer…if they just peck, next step would be hexing, force them to…feel the mood? –
- Sticky lips! –
- Ha? –
- The charm, sticky lips. They won’t be able to separate for a while, but for how long? –
- Hmmm, duration of the song, just how to pull that off? –
-I can charm it. Do you have song on your mind? –
- I do, can you transfer a song from muggle playing device? – pulling mp3 player from her hand purse
- Show me. –
She pointed at the song on her mp3 player and George tapped it with a wand, mumbling something, few sparks jumped to the mistletoe. Plant floated to the ceiling and avoiding couples drifted to the balcony. They grinned to each other
- Jenny, you have devious mind, we could discuss your employment as my adviser. –
- Maybe later, I wanna see this. –
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
- …are you aware that alchemist’s and potion makers struggle, with the very same potion you are talking about, for ages. What makes you think that you can solve a problem? –
- I won’t claim that I will, but with your cooperation and …I discovered one common denominator, crucial mistake they all made. I’d say we have a fair chance. –
He looked at her, peering at the fiery vision down his nose, red suited her, as she discussed her stand with fiery passion
- You drive a hard bargain Miss Granger. -
- So, will you at least give it a thought Master? –
- I can’t promise anything, but I will think about it – “And say yes like a fool that I am.”
Bells chimed above their heads and they looked above at the merrily dancing mistletoe.
- Blast it! – he swore growling, feeling his heart rate quickening – What are we going to do now? –
- Well, we can appease the beast now, or we can ignore it until it start howling like a siren and appease it then. - he looked at her with one of his trade mark classroom gazes – Honestly Master, if Narcissa Malfoy could kiss Flitwick with a blessing of her husband, I don’t see what can be wrong with a little peck. – she smiled softly
“Plenty can be wrong. Luckily, I took the potion before coming here.” – Ministry should take care where they take their decorations. – growled – But I suppose you are right Miss Granger. Sirens will draw too much of undesired attention. I do apologize…-
- Master, you didn’t set this thing on us, there is no need for apologies.   – she tried to appease him stepping closer, his heart lurched up the throat, drumming its way to fast. She placed her small hands on his shoulders and propped to fingers, he still had to bend “Just a quick peck, do it as fast as you can and then run!”
Hermione trembled in anticipation, thanking George for his mischievous product, the dance and at least one quick kiss, no matter how small could keep her going until she finds a crack in his armor. She drew a shuddery breath and neared him. He had a rigid posture that screamed how uncomfortably he felt.
Their lips meet just for a moment, but when they tried to separate, their lips stayed leached one to another like someone glued them together, soft beats of “Love Me, Love Me by Dean Martin” started to play. They growled in unison
- Weasley –
- Jenny –
- What now? – he mumbled against her lips, feeling utterly ridiculous as tidal wave of panic threatened to drown him.
- We make the best of a bad situation. – she whispered stepping even closer and tilting her head in a better position, leaning her lips fully against his.
Snape closed his eyes, thanking Salazar, Merlin and all he could think of for taking the potion. Reluctantly, he placed his hands against the thin of her waist for support. The taste of her was almost more than he could bear. His insides crumbled in to a tight ball beneath his solar plexus. She curled her hand around the lapels of his jacket. This was something he desired so much, dreamt about it, and now he wasn’t sure if it was real or just a product of his muddled mind.
She smelled like fine mixture of honey, lavender and jasmine. For the second time that evening, her body melted against his, molding itself to accommodate him. Soft breasts pressed against him as she snaked her hands back to his shoulders, looking for purchase. His body rebelled again, against his better judgment, his hands tightened around her body in a firm embrace, drawing her even closer.
He desired nothing more than this moment to last for eternity. Muscles on the back stiffened when he felt her tongue brushing lightly against lips, seeking, asking for entrance. Lips parted without consulting the brain.
Hermione suppressed the moan when his lips granted her entrance. She reveled in his smell, fine mixture of herbs and earthy scents. Heat pooled at the lowest point of her stomach, and she pressed her pelvis as close to him as she was able, unable to control her reaction. Her tongue lightly brushed against his, before went to explore sharp ridges of his uneven teeth.
She wanted nothing more than to feel him more, feel his skin against hers. If this was her chance, she will try to use this forced mishap and convey her desire, her need for him. Blessing Jenny and her sly way of dealing with things, he tasted like mint tea blended with a dash of sage, fresh and seductive. She shivered, unable to contain small sound of pleasure when his tongue moved first shyly then pushed in to her mouth with fiery force, and his hands bite in to the exposed flesh of her back, radiating heat.
“Did she just moan?” wondered, putting all his desire, all his need in to the kiss, crushing her lips with his. Her hands abandoned his shoulders; one was firmly entangled in his hair and other caressed side of his face. Imprinting his fingers in her skin, soft silkiness of her back, deepening the kiss.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Jenny and George giggled, looking at them from one corner. Melody stopped playing for some time now, but couple in question was still in firm and rather passionate embrace.
- Who would have known that professor still has a spark. –
- He does have an “umpf”. They do fit together somehow. –
- Now that you mentioned it… - agreed George.
- Is that Hermione snogging with old dungeon bath? Ewwww! – Ron’s voice joined the conversation – Someone should rescue her. –
- Not that they have much choice. – winked George pointing at mistletoe above their heads
- And who is going to “rescue” her – you? I don’t think she needs rescuing at all. – Jenny narrowed her eyes at Ron
- Are you serious? He’s a git, and twice her age. –
- Unlike the lady you took to a stroll around corridors? –
- That is different. –
- How? – she raised her eyebrow – Face it boy, you don’t have what it takes to win her over. –
- And who does? –
- Apparently him. -
- Ewwwwwww. –
- He has enough IQ to keep her interested, and apparently enough skill to make her look and react like that. –
- He is groping her. –
- Yes, and she is caressing him and playing with his hair in attempt of escape. – she eyed Ron – She’s done everything but jump on him. –
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Suddenly, he became aware of the silence. Blood that hummed in his ears changed the rut, flowing downwards. Panic hit him with the feel of steering in his pants. Abruptly, he separated himself from her when more blood traveled in to most undesired area. She looked at him with fogged eyes, deep fire burned beneath dazzled mist. Clearing his throat he squeezed one gravely
- Pardon me… -
Turning on the heel and rushing across the room, forcing guests to scramble out of his way. “Potion didn’t work! This is dangerous, so dangerous.” screamed his mind. Storming in to a toilet, he warded the boot against sound. Everything that this kiss did to him, all chemically muzzled need, crashed on him with force.
He lowered his pants and grabbed painfully erected shaft, hard as steel. Leaning with other hand against the wall for support, he moved his hand fast, squeezing tightly, thrusting in to the fist. Not even trying to suppress the groans. The taste of Champagne and strawberries dominating his senses… her taste, drawing him insane as he licked his lips over and over. There were no gentle images, no imagination, and no slow build up; this was pure, undiluted, raw need. It didn’t took long for him to release high pitch moan, one that could put any howling dog at shame, as his body convulsed in a series of jerks. Seed flying out of him in strong, almost violent streams, propelled by the depth of his passion.
Leaning heavily on the wall, waiting for heart to stop pumping and breathe to even out, shaking. With growl, finally, he reached for his wand to clean the mess and sort himself out to presentable state. “This is ridiculous. I am not a teenage boy; I should be able to control my own reactions. Am I doomed to wank off myself to oblivion in every damn toilet in this blasted building?” fumed washing his hands and face, before storming to collect his cloak and apparating to Hogwarts gates.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Hermione left standing, staring at empty space that he occupied just few moments ago, trying to gain control over her body railing against sudden separation. Jenny approached her
- Are you ok? –
- No. we have to go. Now! –
- What’s going on? –
- I need to go home. – she nearly whined
- Herm, what is going on? – slight panic in her friends voice snapped her from throws of passion
- I need dry pair of underwear. No, I need your gift…now!...before I explode in front of everyone. -
- All right, we’re going. So, how was it? –
- Heavenly. – she breathed rushing to take their cloaks and go home, she needed to turn on vibrating peace of silicone and ram it hard inside her until she scream his name in release…
Could I Have This Kiss Forever" – Enrique Iglesias & Whitney Houston
Over and over I look in your eyes
you are all I desire
you have captured me
I want to hold you
I want to be close to you
I never want to let go
I wish that this night would never end
I need to know
Could I hold you for for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever
Over and over I've dreamed of this night
Now you're here by my side
You are next to me
I want to hold you and touch you taste you
And make you want no one but me
I wish that this kiss could never end
oh baby please
Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever
I don't want any night to go by
Without you by my side
I just want all my days
Spent being next to you
Lived for just loving you
And baby, oh by the way
Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever
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