Bid for Love | By : triz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 23870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
AN - I own nothing! I’m
just borrowing from J.K. Rowling!
-----
Chapter 8
Much
to Severus’s dismay, the tormenting continued on their date.
Hermione
was the one that picked the movie, and it was a chick flick so to speak—‘Enchanted.’ A fairytale based story that
turned into reality was the plot of the film. Severus thought it was stupid
though and completely utterly ridiculous. Who
in their right mind would sing day in and day out, and dance in the streets?
And the cockroaches?! When would they be seen as clean? Hopefully there weren’t
any in the cinema; otherwise if he saw one, he’d bust his bubble.
Once
in a while, Severus would slightly turn to look at Hermione, or continue
watching her from the corner of his eye. She had a large Coke and a bucket of
popcorn, looking intently at the movie screen. She seemed to be enjoying the
movie very much, laughing along with the other audience members, many of whom
were couples. He kept to himself, not wanting to ruin things. It was a deal
that she picked out what to do, so as much as he wanted to, he tried not to
complain.
“Aww… their dancing together,” Hermione said softly as her
eyes started to get watery. “Don’t they look good together, just like a
fairytale?” She turned towards Severus with a small smile gracing her lips
through her tears.
“Why
in blazes are you crying?” Severus hissed. “It’s a movie!”
“He’s
her one true love, I just know it,” Hermione sniffled. “It’s so romantic. Even
the song is perfect.”
“Oh
bloody hell!” Severus grumbled as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a
handkerchief. “Here,” he said, offering it to her.
“Thank
you,” Hermione said taking the handkerchief. After dabbing her tears away, she
took hold of Severus’s arm, and laid her head on his shoulder. She could feel
her stomach flutter, and her heart beat faster. But
she wasn’t too sure though if it was because of the movie, or Severus.
Severus
frowned at the top of the witch’s head. Over the past hour, he had noticed just
how touchy she was, always holding his hand or arm. It was something that he
wasn’t used to, or even liked because he was a man that valued his privacy and
space. He couldn’t fathom the thought of pushing or shrugging her off though.
After all, he was trying to be as much of a gentleman as he could be; being
that it was a date of sorts. Without noticing or thinking, he entwined his fingers
with hers, keeping them that way for the duration of the film.
---
“Wasn’t
that the sweetest movie you’ve ever seen?” Hermione asked Severus as they both
walked out of the cinema and onto the sidewalk.
Severus
didn’t reply but just snorted. Sweetest wasn’t in his vocabulary.
“Come
on Severus,” Hermione said as she took a step forward, and started to walk
backwards in front of him, “dance with me.”
“Hermione!” Severus warned, but it was too late. His arm
was lifted up in the air, and she started to twirl beneath his hand. Things
only got worse when she started to sing.
“So
close ta, da, da… ta, da,
da, da, da,
da…” Hermione sang softly.
“People
are looking at us,” Severus hissed. Luckily, people on the sidewalk gave way as
Hermione kept on dancing. To anyone that dared to laugh, Severus sent them a
deadly glare, daring them to. He cursed to himself the whole time during the
outbreak of singing and dancing in public in the movie, and now it was
happening to him.
Hermione
lowered his arm, and put it behind her back, before turning towards him. “Don’t
be such a sourpuss,” she giggled as she leaned back against him for a second,
only to turn out again, and twirl some more. “So close ta,
da, da… ta,
da, da, da,
da, da…” she repeated again
and again.
“There
are more words than that to the song,” he growled in irritation. Not only was
she off key, but it was annoying to hear the same thing over and over.
“Those
are the only ones I remember,” she answered back. Suddenly, she let out a
squeak, as she tripped on her own foot, feeling herself fall to the ground.
Severus
never moved so quick in his life. He leapt towards Hermione and pulled at her
with both his arms.
It
took a split second for Hermione to figure out where exactly she was. Instead
of expecting to be on the floor, she found herself completely flushed against
Severus, feet inches off the ground with him carrying her from the waist. Her
arms were wrapped around his neck. “Whoops!” she blushed.
“Whoops
indeed,” Severus drawled, his face mere inches away
from her. He had a good look at her plump red lips. They were so tempting to
kiss. “If you would’ve fallen, I might have gone down with you. What is wrong
with you woman? I think they put more than salt and butter in your popcorn.
You’ve gone crazy!”
Hermione
burst out laughing. Did he just make a
joke? “Severus, my sweet and funny prince!” she teased, and kissed him
firmly on the cheek. Pulling back, she realized what she had just did, and
blushed all the more.
Severus
slowly tilted his head to the side and moved it forward, feeling her soft lips
against his, brushing and grazing against them.
“Sev—“ Hermione was interrupted by
the sweet invasion of his tongue inside her mouth. She was kissing him! She groaned, as her arms tangled in his
surprisingly silky soft hair, deepening the kiss. It was better than she ever
imagined.
Her
lips tasted sweet, like fresh strawberries when they were at their ripest.
Severus couldn’t get enough of them. He gently nibbled and suckled on her
bottom lip every so often, loving the way it made her moan.
Their
kiss quickly got all heated up into a passionate one. All thought of where they
were was forgotten. Like a drug, the kiss had taken their minds elsewhere.
“Get
a room!” a male voice hollered.
Both
Severus and Hermione pulled away, and looked at the man that was snickering at
them as he walked away. They looked at each other breathlessly, finally
noticing the position that they were in. Hermione had her legs wrapped around
his waist, while he had his hands beneath her buttock. She was pinned between
him and a lamppost, with many pairs of eyes looking at them.
“Maybe
we should get to dinner,” Severus finally spoke, allowing Hermione to slide
down. He stopped breathing for a moment when she slid against his growing
erection. He started to feel like a randy teenager again, and adjusted his
leather jacket so that his bulge wouldn’t be so obvious beneath his black jeans
if anyone could see it.
“Yeah,”
Hermione said softly. She couldn’t believe that a kiss could make her feel so
hot and bothered. She was pulsing for him, wanting and needing him. If his
voice alone soaked her knickers, they were already dripping.
-----
AN – Voyeurs and
exhibitionists—I wouldn’t go that far. LOL! By the way, I love ‘Enchanted’ as
well as the song, ‘So Close,’ sung by Jon McLaughlin. Some of you said Hermione
doesn’t wear glasses, but in this story, she does. Go back to chapter 2. All
smiles and laughs everyone. :) Review!
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo