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The Reluctant Highlander	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I can�t believe
I�m getting so many reviews, now I know how Ms_Figg
feels and am basking in the sensation, ha ha. I had to update since I didn�t want Briar to
go insane�never let it be said that I didn�t look out for the sanity of my
reviewers. Hope you enjoy, and don�t be
shy about visiting my other stories and leaving a review (pretty please?) on
the HP ones�the Wing Commander story is for anyone who saw Star Trek:
Generations and immediately began drooling over Dr. Soran.

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While glad to escape any more involvement in battles
alongside howling savages who resembled Sasquatch in a
mini-skirt, Severus Snape thought that he might actually prefer being danger of
losing life and limb than this miserable existence he was forced to partake in.
After the sweet, sweet taste of Willing Witch, it seemed as if he were
condemned to a life of flower picking, basket weaving and
sweet-nothings-exchanging. Not to
mention being cock-blocked every minute of the day. Every single one of his attempts at sneaking
Hermione off alone had failed miserably � someone was forever interrupting,
meddling, and generally making a nuisance of themselves. It might not have been so bad if he�d
actually managed to have a proper wank session, but
of course (how he hated those words!) all his attempts at some solo work had
met with disaster in all the most appalling ways possible. At least no one at Hogwarts would be able to
find out about it�that was his sole consolation.

The first time, his supposedly locked door had been thrown
open at the most inopportune moment to admit a herd of children who had stared
at him while he tried to cover himself hurriedly and shooed them out with the
tartan wrapped around his hips. It
didn�t improve matters at all when two passing maids had walked by just as the
children ran out and his plaid came loose to slide down around his ankles. Now, whenever he passed, mothers clutched
their young ones and glared at him.

The second time had been just after Hermione had
accidentally-on-purpose rubbed her bum against him and given him a �Who, Me?�
look that wouldn�t have fooled a newborn Troll.
The closest �privacy� to be had was the barn, so he�d gone there and
found a dark corner to relieve his frustrated lust. He had just built up a decent rhythm and
equally pleasant fantasy involving Hermione and the medieval stocks on the back
lawn when what should happen but that he was interrupted yet again? This time it was the teenaged girl in charge
of the milk cows � she had giggled riotously and informed him that the calves
had already been bottle fed that morning.
As he speedily tucked himself back under the kilt, wondering at her
remark, he glanced back down to where he had been standing � two calves
surveyed him curiously, lowing and chewing their cud placidly.

He was caught by surprise at least two more times before he
gave up completely, but now had the reputation of being not only a perverted
lecher who couldn�t keep his tartan about his knees, he was a pedophile with a
keen interest in bestiality. The maids
who had been sighing and swooning over him now giggled behind their hands and
pointed with an occasional mooing sound.
The shepherds even made a special point of herding their flock away from
him, obviously not wanting their precious sheep to be molested. And Hermione thought it was the most hilarious
thing ever since Fred and George Weasley.
Definite
point loss coming up for the Gryffindors, no matter how badly he wanted to
roger her into the next time zone.

Now the infuriatingly tempting witch sauntered along beside
him, shooting sidelong looks at him when she didn�t think he noticed. He was completely exhausted by the undue
strain of keeping his hands to himself and was debating whether or not he
shouldn�t just trip her up and bugger her blind, present company be
damned. He couldn�t know that she was
thinking of letting him do so at that exact moment.

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Dageus and/or Drustan
had intercepted her sneaking to �Laird Raven�s� bedchamber too many times to
count � she had made up insane excuses such as getting lost in the search for a
garderobe, sleep walking�the last time, she had lost
her tempter and flatly announced she was going for the �tup
to end all tups� and they had better move out of her
path, or she�d be back with Severus� claymore.
The next thing she knew, she was being dunked in the ice-cold water of
the animal trough until she was hoarse from shrieking with indignation. That had been the last time she had tried for
an �after-hours visit.�

Now the time they spent with each other consisted of deep
discussions about magic and its use, favorite books, and other topics such as
Severus� days as a Hogwarts student which helped their minds get out of the
gutter. They were both surprised at the
many things they had in common, one example being the complete and utter
detestation of marshmallows and Sybil Trelawney. Their time together was making them closer
than ever, and Hermione no longer felt the sense of horror she had at the mere
thought of their mad groping session � she was swiftly forgetting that they
were and had ever been student and teacher, thinking of them in terms of simply
being a witch and an impossibly sexy wizard.
It was really too bad he was a Slytherin, and she said so aloud several
times � he invariably replied that he was (slightly) willing to overlook the
fact that she was the most annoying Gryffindor Hogwarts had ever produced, so
she should be grateful for the attention.
�You are unbelievable!� She
suddenly exclaimed, making him look down at her, one eyebrow raised.

�I didn�t do anything,� he pointed out.

�You�re just being you.
That�s annoying all by itself.�
She moved up to link arms with Chloe and Gwen, asking them if she could
talk to them for a moment. The women
smiled knowingly at each other and sent Dageus and Drustan to keep Severus occupied while they had their �girl
talk.� Severus replied that those two
words never meant anything good as the two Highlanders tugged him off to see
the mews and the new falcons they had just acquired. The women motioned Hermione over to a patch
of grass where they laid down a blanket and arranged themselves upon it.

�So, what is it?�
Chloe asked excitedly. �Did you
finally figure it out?�

Hermione blushed.
�I�I don�t know what you mean.�

Gwen waved a dismissive hand. �Bullshit.
Do you love him or not?�

Hermione was taken aback.
She had meant to work up to telling the two women about her feelings for
Severus, and it seemed as if they knew already.
�How did you know?� she asked cautiously.
These two certainly seemed to like cutting to the chase.

�Besides the fact you totally zone out when he�s around,
that goopy look on your face when someone mentions him, the way you�.�

�Okay, okay!� Hermione�s face pink as she protested.

Gwen hugged her.
�It�s okay, sweetie � don�t be embarrassed, we were just getting so
impatient with the two of you! We could
tell that you two were perfect for each other right when you were fighting and
arguing so much�strong feelings can do that sometimes when you don�t want to
admit attraction,� she said wisely. �And
the sex is going to be incredible, I can tell!
The Douglas line is known for their
bedroom expertise and stamina. Does he
feel the same way about you? I mean, we
all know he�s horny as hell � those cows!�
Here all three women started laughing uproariously.

Hermione wiped her eyes.
�Oh�! Poor
Severus.� She sobered, looking at
her new friends. �I don�t know if he
loves me, he might still think of me as just a student he happens to be dying
to shag.�

�Oh! I know! We�ll
just ask Drustan and Dageus
to have a chat with him � they�ll get the dirt on him in no time�Dageus could make a statue start spilling its secrets,�
Chloe suggested, bouncing with excitement though she knew that at that very
moment, their men were busy winkling a confession out of Lord Raven much as
they were doing with Hermione.

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�Doona you love the lass,
Raven?� Drustan
asked, finger-combing his long black hair back from his face. �I ken she�s interested in you, that�s sure.�

His twin chimed in. �Och, aye � it�s Laird Raven this,
Laird Raven that when you�re no� in the room,� he elbowed Severus in the
ribs. �And I�m no� including the things
the lass�ll say to my Chloe.�

Severus glowered at the two Druids. Why did they have to keep separating him from
Hermione? It wasn�t as if he�d bend the
witch over a bush in front of all and sundry.
That sheepherder has likely been
spreading tales, he thought blackly.
Either him, or those damned maids. �I don�t want to talk about it,� he snapped,
twisting to look for her. Where was she?
Lockhart might come back, and in those ridiculous red heels he had taken
to wearing�the bloody cross-dressing wanker. He wasn�t about to blurt out to complete
strangers that he fancied the hell out of his student, if that was what they
were driving at. Some things were
private; circumstances had prevented him from keeping most things to himself ever since he had landed in this living hell of a
country � he actually had control over this, and wasn�t going to share it with
anyone.

Since all the conversations that sadly never included so
much as a kiss (let alone a good feel), he was finding himself increasingly
drawn to the young witch � an eighteen year difference wasn�t that great in the
wizarding world, or in the American city of Hollywood,
for that matter. But she would never
want anything from him aside from a good tumble, so he forced those thoughts
aside and concentrated on exactly how he was to achieve getting her into his
bed. He was ready to set aside the rules
of politeness and start hexing someone if he was to be continually thwarted at
every turn. The Highlanders continued to
poke and prod, asking him questions about his feelings for Hermione Granger �
he had enough at last.

He turned on them, calling up a spell to knock them
unconscious and raised two fingers to thrust them into Drustan�s
face, as he was the near of the two.
Speaking in the Voice of Power that the twins had taught him, he snarled
�Leave
me be! Do not speak to me of her.� The two stared at him incredulously.

�Doona get yourself
in a fankle over it,� Dageus
said, pulling his twin from the line of fire and laid a hand on his skean-dhu, the
small belt knife he wore at his hip.
�Why be you so fashed
over the lass?�

Severus trembled in rage, prepared to cast every single
spell he knew at the man and lashed out as he felt a definite push at his
mind. The Druid leapt aside just as the
bolt of green light struck the tree behind him and blew it apart. �Stay out
of my head, you ignorant ape!� he hissed, readying another blast. Dageus flipped the
knife so that he caught its blade, tensed to hurl it at the infuriated wizard �
his twin closed a hand over his arm and shook his head, no.

�Doona do it, brother. When I �deep-listened� to him, I learned what
makes him so angry.� He looked at
Severus, who still had his hand stiffly outstretched towards him. �You love the lass�or might in time, is tha� correct? Och, Dageus is right � don�t fash yourself over such a thing. I ken she has feelings for you, Gwen has told
me so. Stop being such an addlepate and go to the lass�and doona
try to use Voice on us, it willna work,� he said
dryly. He smiled in satisfaction at the
flabbergasted look painted all over the other man�s face, and turned to walk
back to his wife who was covertly giving him a thumbs-up.

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Hermione still felt a little bewildered at having confessed
at last, but with an underlying sense of relief as she trotted behind Gwen and
Chloe to rejoin their men. And Severus was her man now, whether he liked it or
not, she thought, nodding decisively.
She was very curious about the loud boom they had heard earlier, and
wondered why Severus looked so murderous as they came up to the three men. She was more than a bit taken aback at the
intense look he favored her with as she smiled shyly up at him and slipped her
hand in his. What had they been talking about?
�Severus, what happened to that tree?�
she gasped.
It looked as if someone had run it through a shredder, and she pulled
him over to look more closely as the other couples walked on ahead.

He looked the slightest bit shame-faced. �I happened to it.�

�YOU did
this? Why?� she gaped at it and
back to the tall Potions Master, who shuffled his feet and rubbed one finger
along the side of his nose.

�I was overwhelmed by high spirits. Did you have a nice��girl� talk? It had better not have been about me,� he
warned. �That incident in the barn was
blown way out of proportion.�

She laughed up at the scowl he was currently sporting and
plucked at his kilt playfully. �I can
assure you, there was only one mention of horrified cattle. And if we were
talking about you, what do you expect?
Your delightful personality causes all manner of conversation in Keltar
Castle as well as
Hogwarts and your stunning joviality is the talk of the town. I think, when we go back, you should ask to
take this with you.� He backed up to
pull it out of her hands, giving her a small push for good measure. She stumbled just to make him lean forward
and catch her. That�s me, Little Miss
Helpless Female, she thought as she breathed �Oh, Severus!� up into his face theatrically.

He didn�t look as if he bought it at all, but seemed to
realize she was angling for a kiss. �You could just ask next time.� He slid one
hand lower over her behind and leered at her.

�What do you mean, next time? You assume, like the big
baboon you are, that I want you to kiss me?
You�re so full of yourself,
Severus Snape � unhand me this instant! I �mmmmppphhhh.� She was effectively silenced by the
Potions Master�s lips on hers but continued to struggle in token protest, feebly
slapping his chest until she decided just to give it up and wrap her arms
around his neck. He really was the most
delightful kisser, she thought giddily. I could do worse than love him, couldn�t I? Her mind deliriously conjured an image of her
in a scrumptious wedding dress, walking down the aisle to her waiting
professor.

He dropped her into the mud instantly. �WHAT?!?�

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A/N: Ah, I love
cliffhangers�don�t you? I�ve tried to
make it seem like they�ve been fannying about (I love
that saying) for ages getting to know each other � I don�t have the patience
for writing out every single thought, detail, or sentence and I don�t think you
guys have the patience for reading all of it!

Slytheringryffindor21 � I think you actually chose the three
books that don�t focus on the characters that are actually here! Lol. At least you can tell who Lord Raven is
supposedly related to, and the twins actually turn up in �Spell� for a little
bit. The ones that feature the twins are
�The Dark Highlander� and �Kiss of the Highlander.� Get the ones that are, like, $2.50 each �
that way if any drool or anything gets on the pages, they�re cheap to replace,
ha ha.

And �pickles��.that is the most interesting username I�ve
ever run across�.just had to tell you, lol.
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