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Who Are They Now? COMPLETE	By : Snapes_Slave Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 9101 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I own no part of the Harry Potter universe, That honor lies solely with Madame Rowling herself, nor do I own any part of Funny Girl or its music. I make no money from this story.

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DISCLAIMER: In case you've missed the previous warnings, it doesn't belong to me; none of it. Harry Potter, Funny Girl, none of it. Jut these silly ideas and whatnot. and I definitely don't get paid for it.

As Severus pondered her exact intentions and began planning their somewhat impromptu date later in the evening, Hermione hurriedly prepared for rehearsal. She showered quickly, using a denuding spell in all those most important of places, taming her hair successfully with some sleak-easy and a well placed charm causing her hair to fall in soft waves to her waist before tying it back into a high pony. She made for certain that her body was smooth and sweet smelling, being sure to rub on her favorite jasmine and vanilla body butter all over. Dressing herself in a soft, flowy white skirt that tied around the waist, over her dance tights that finished just below her knee, and a very form fitting, all lace, open-backed leotard in a deep burgundy, she made sure she was comfortable. Hermione swiped her eyes with a bit of liner and a shimmering taupe color, before applying a simple glossy chapstick to her lips. With a swipe of mascara, and some simple ballet flats, she was ready to venture back downstairs.
She gathered her script and score from her den, tossing them, along with her ever present water bottle into her messenger bag, and turned to Severus. He froze, jaw dropped, eying her from feet to head, taking in the ethereal creature in front of him.
He shook his head slightly, then asked, "Are we ready? Finally?" after a full minute of his open mouth staring, his voice somewhat gravelly while still trying, unconvincingly, to appear unaffected. Hermione's cheeks had gone pink around 30 seconds of his gaping stare. Gods his eyes are positively molten. So yummy... perhaps we skip rehearsal... or even skip dinner, and just head straight into bed... or the couch. That sounds better. Closer...
She shook her head, clearing the worst of her lascivious thoughts, then took his offered hand to apparate from her front porch.
Of course the day wouldn't fly by, but drag on in the most uselessly enjoyable way possible. Upon their arrival at the theater, Simon told them Phillip, who was playing Nick, had food poisoning and would be unable to rehearse, and would Severus mind 'please being his stand in so they could run through a few scenes.' His face rapidly transformed from it's former soft, flirty smile into his most vicious 'professor' scowl. He had nearly snarled out a 'no' to the director, when Hermione placed a soft hand to his forearm, giving him a hopeful and expectant smile. His eyes, immediately softening, turned from her face to the director.
"I suppose I could." He said pleasantly enough. Little did they know at the time, they would be performing a scene that was to be similarly recreated that very evening... Minus the singing of course...

HGSSHGSSHGSSHGSSHGSS

"What's so funny?"
"If I can't even tell when you're ordering roast beef and potatoes, how will I know when you're making advances?" She laughed.
"Oh believe me, you'll know. I'll be much more direct.
You- are woman, I am man.
You are smaller, so I can be taller than.
You are softer to the touch
It's a feeling I like feeling very much"

Over a dinner of chicken parmesan he had prepared, he told her how well they fit together, how comfortable and right she felt in his arms. She looked down shyly at her plate, saying that dinner was impeccable, trying to not comment on how the sentiment made her melt into a pile of goo at his table in the dimly yet romantically lit dining room. He took up her hand, raising her eye level to his at the same time as he continued.

"You are someone I admire
Still our friendship leaves something to be desired
Doesn't need more explanation than this:
You are woman I am man. Let's kiss."

He admired her? Him, Severus 'my-life-as-a-spy' Snape admired her and how she handled her dealings in the war? Did a greater compliment exist? Surely she must be stuck in a dream state. Her cheeks were aflame as he kissed her open palm and crept his chair closer to her from the opposite side of the table.
"Hermione, you have such strength, you always have. And I doubt that anyone else, save Dumbledore, has ever been on the same wavelength intellectually as myself. You have been this strong, beautiful, brilliant woman for years, and for years I have thought of you. And wished I had had the guts to come to you before it all happened. I have wanted you..." He said before leaning over and landing his lips... On her neck as she shifted away timidly, overwhelmed by his words.

"Isn't this the height of nonchalance
Furnishing a bed in restaurants
Well, a bit of dinner never hurt,
But guess who is gonna be dessert
Do good girls do just what mama says, when Mama's not around
It's a feeling... Oy vey what a feeling"
"A bit of pate?"
"Ahh, I drink it every day.
Should I do the things he wants me to?
In this pickle what would Sadie do?
In my soul I feel an inner lack.
Just suppose he wants his dinner back?
Just some dried up toast in a sliver
On the top a little chopped liver!"

"I- I don't know what to say, Severus. I... I've always thought of you as well... I just... I feel so... Clumsy I suppose. I've never really done this. I feel... Overwhelmed and... Well, unknowledgeable for once." She admitted, flustered and blushing.

"How many girls become a sinner, while
Waiting for a roast beef dinner? Oh
Most girls slip in ordinary ways
I got style I do it Bordelaise
Well at least you think I'm special
You ordered ala carte
It's a feeling I like feeling very..."

They had moved to his den, soft music playing on a wizarding wireless in the background, as they cozied up to one another on the couch, wine glasses in hand. Of course, he knew she would be floundering and would help ease her into the conversation.
"So you aren't at all bothered that I've never really had a relationship before? Except with Ron that is, though I hardly think that counts. He's more my brother than anything... And it doesn't bother you?" She asked, incredulously.
"If it did, I would be a tremendous hypocrite. Hermione, I've never had one either. Lily was never really mine, other than as a friend. And after her, well I thought myself ruined for any other. That is, until you. Your 6th year, I think it was. One day I looked up as you were working in class, and the light seemed to stop just right on you. There was this light around your hair. There were a million highlights through it, and pieces of auburn. Your eyes were so bright and alive and full of fire. It was as if a switch had gone off in my head. You were no longer a child or young girl anymore. You were a young woman beginning to carve a place for yourself in the world. I tried to push it all aside, but I never wanted any other but you. This has all, so far, been the greatest coincidence of my life and I will be eternally grateful for it. Always."

"I feel the feeling down to my toes
Now I feel that there's a fire here
Try that once again, a little higher dear
What a feast to go on such a pearl
Would a convent take a Jewish girl?"

He had turned to her on the sofa, placing their glasses on his battered coffee table, then curved his body facing hers more. His right hand stroked from her left wrist and up her arm, wrapping around her neck and pulling her softly towards his mouth as his left hand raised her right to his lips, questing up to her earlobe. Her head fell back as the heat, this time not a shy blush, crept up her chest and neck, leaving her flushed with desire. Once his lips had reached her earlobe however, she did the least sexy thing she could have thought of, and snorted out a laugh. He pulled back abruptly at the noise, eyebrow raised in inquiry.
"I'm sorry, I'm dreadfully ticklish there... Just there though. The rest was... Well, wonderful." She finished breathlessly. He smiled rakishly and leaned in again slowly.
"Hermione..."
"Severus...?"
"Kiss me." He whispered a hairsbreadth away from her lips...

"Does it take more explanation than this?"
"Oh there's some thrills and chills goin through me
If I stop him now, will he sue me?"
"You are woman"
"You are man."
"Let's..."

As they sat on the couch, all tangled limbs and stuttered breaths, Hermione's mind left her. She let herself go to this man; to the feel of his slightly callused hands traveling over her hips through the thin silky material of her simple spring green wrap dress. As his palms slowly ventured upward, grazing the side of her highly sensitized breast, she shivered. His lips moved from her mouth to trace the delicate line of her jaw, being careful to avoid her earlobes... Her head dropped back and a deep moan of approval forced its way from her chest.
Severus was just as hypnotized by the gentle, almost hesitant movements of Hermione's graceful hands. She had started with one on his neck and the other on his chest. The very instant he had kissed her more deeply, her grip on his chest had tightened, pulling him closer by the fabric of his deep blue-grey button up and the other hand had fisted the collar. His growl of endorsement was nearly her undoing and she rapidly moved her hands around his back, her blunt finger nails scoring his pale flesh through the material of his shirt before quickly pulling it up in the back to feel his heated flesh against her hands. Once his mouth had moved further south, she had pulled her hands back forward, her goal to begin removing the obstacle between skin on skin contact. He wholeheartedly consented to the action and his hands had begun to reach for the tie on the side of her dress. She seemed to immediately snap out of her trance like state at that moment, placing her palms flat to his chest and applying pressure. Severus pulled back only to notice that they had somehow become horizontal on his sofa very quickly.
God's of this is what kissing does to us, just what will sex be like? This woman will be the death of me, but oh what a way to go...
"I'm sorry, Hermione." He said breathing heavily. "I seem to lose my head around you." He breathily supplied, leaning his forehead against hers, holding her hands in his pinned between their chests.
Her breath was still heaving, when she finally spoke, her voice almost dejected already, for what transgression, Severus had no clue.
"Severus, you deserve to know, and I'm sure you've probably figured it out by now anyway, but I... I haven't exactly... Healed since the war. I mean I have, but there are always these little reminders. Everywhere." She finished on a whisper, a tear slowly escaping her eye.
"I understand, Hermione. If you aren't ready for this it's ok. When you are ready for me to be closer to you, I will be. And not a moment before." He told her seriously.
"No! It's not that..." she rushed to explain. "I have more than enough desire to... BE with you now, it's just... I wear glamours. Always. The only time I don't, is when I'm asleep in my bed, alone. Only doctors have seen my scars since the final battle, Severus. And it isn't that I don't trust you, I'm sure you have some as well, it's just... I..." Severus stopped her by placing his thumb over her lips and curling his other fingers under her jaw, raising her nervous eyes to his.
"And as I said, when you are ready, and not a moment before." He murmured, placing a chaste kiss to the tip of her slightly upturned nose. Another tear escaped as a sweet and grateful smile spread across her face as she looked up at him in wonderment.
"Thank you. That means more to me than you can ever know." He pulled her close to his chest, wrapping her in his arms as he rolled their bodies so they we're snuggled on their sides.
They lay there for hours after, discussing their lives, their work and discoveries, their hobbies and interests. Severus was telling Hermione about how he had begun playing in a symphony orchestra and she asked the question that had been pushing at her mind for the longest time.
"How exactly did you become... Like this? You're so incredibly different than you were." She was running her fingers through the hair at his temples and nape alternately and kissing him every so often.
"Ah, that one is quite simple to answer. First thing I did was quit teaching. I needed a break; a fresh start, where I could be left alone to my own thoughts and not be forced to worry about the stupidity of the next generation of dunderheads at the school. After a while, I received some interesting offers of possible potions projects and continued working. When that was no longer enough, I found my way back in to music. It truly freed my soul back up. I now actually leave my house for more than just groceries and ingredients. I lunch with Lucius and Narcissa frequently, as well as Minerva and a few of my former colleagues. It seems that Voldemort dying and being finally destroyed had a bit of a chain reaction on my life. Without his torment and having to spy, I was free to leave Hogwarts. Without Hogwarts, I was free to research. Without all the stress, I ate more and ate well, I exercised, I found good, healthy hobbies, and found the good in some old friends. All in all, I would have to say that stress, lack of proper sleep and nutrition do not agree with me, so the absence of those issues helped me to really change my life, for the better I think." His hands were roaming her back carefully, tickling the slightest bit as he told his simple story. He could tell she was getting tired. Her eyes hadn't opened past halfway in about an hour, and she kept snuggling deeper into him, not that he minded, though she should really get a proper rest in her bed. He sweetly roused her, kissing her neck and twirling her loose curls and said he would get her home and tucked into bed. At her slight protest, he rose from his position on the sofa, lifting her to his arms, turned his heal and apparated on the spot, and took her to her bedroom to lay her down. He waved his wand over her body, removing the dress and putting her in comfortable pajamas. He leaned down and kissed her temple before her lips. "Goodnight Hermione. I had an absolutely wonderful time this evening."
"And I can't wait to shag you." She said giggling with her eyes closed, her body was already relaxing into the soft mattress. "I loved tonight. Thank you, Severus." She said softly, before falling asleep, paying no attention to the soft melodic voice that said, "goodnight my love, my beautiful love, Hermione." As he backed out of the room, returning to his own house for sleep, his mind filled with thoughts of her.

A/N
Guys, I am so proud of myself for using downtime at work to push this chappie out. I will totally admit that I was a bit flustered with just how to write it. In my head, I saw it like a movie that switched back and forth between them performing the song at rehearsal together, to the parallels of their date that night... hoping that it read well that way, but not too sure. Either way I think it's good, but I can always use a bit of reassurance on that. So, how are we digging it? I have the plot mostly story-boarded so to speak, but I am always open to ideas, considerations and constructive criticisms...

ANON SL- did I accomplish your task well enough? I tried, but perhaps i'm just a bit too tired, or wasn't focused enough on flushing it out...?
HARRYGINNY4EVA- I feel like you're my biggest fan, and I love you for it. lol I really wanted to play on the whole 'cat and mouse' aspect of the song to fit with their beginning relationship, but still keep them comfortable with their closeness to each other... How do you think it turned out? There will for sure be some interaction with the gang!! I mean, Hermione wouldn't just NOT bring her new squeeze to the 'family dinner' right?! PS-I'm soooo glad you liked my Luna!

Link for the song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LU6DqMyFDOU&has_verified=1
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