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Whiskey Colored Eyes	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7424 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Congratulations Ms. Granger!" Minerva McGonagall clapped her hands excitedly. "You are an official animagus." She waved the roll of parchment in front of a beautiful reddish brown Abyssinian cat. "And here is your Ministry Registration."

She smiled as the cat transformed into a naked Hermione Granger. Grabbing her robe, Hermione quickly wrapped it around her body. She hugged the older woman "Thank you so much, Professor. I couldn't have done it without you. And remember what I asked, please keep this to yourself."

"Not a word to anyone." Minerva agreed. "My lips are sealed. So you'll be starting you're potions apprenticeship with Professor Snape. Are you excited, worried, nervous?

'All of the above Professor McGonagall." Hermione admitted. "But I know there is so much I can learn from Professor Snape."

"Very true." Her old mentor agreed. "And from now on call me Minerva. As a Potions Apprentice you are on the same level as a teacher."

"Thank you again for everything Minerva." Hermione said, hugging her tightly. "I'll see you September 1st. And again, no word to anyone about our little secret."

Hermione stood up and pushed her sweaty hair from her face. She surveyed the tray of neatly bottled and labeled potion vials before her. "I'm finished here, Professor Snape. If that is all, I'll just retire to my room."

"That will be fine Ms. Granger." Snape grunted, not raising his head to look at her.

When her back was turned to him, Severus Snape slowly raised his eyes and watched her walk away from him. His breath caught at the sight of her shapely curves as she moved through the classroom and entered the door leading to their quarters.

As he did every evening since accepting Ms. Hermione Granger as his apprentice, Severus Snape remained in his potions classroom, reviewing lesson plans and grading essays until he was sure she was safely sequestered in her private bedroom. Then and only then, did he venture into their shared living room.

Shrugging out of his heavy teaching robes, Professor Snape settled in his chair to read the Daily Prophet. He was deeply engrossed in an article when he heard a strange scuffling across the living room floor. Slowly lowering the paper he watched as Crookshanks; a monstrosity that Hermione Granger insisted on calling a cat was chased across the floor by an elegant reddish brown Abyssinian. Almost as if she knew she was being watched, the beautiful cat paused and turned her head towards Snape.

"Mrrrreow" She vocalized softly, tilting her head to look at him.

"And who might you be?" He asked darkly. "Friend of Crookshanks?"

Almost in answer to his question, the tiny female turned and leaped upon Crookshanks back, rolling and nipping at his neck.

Severus grunted and returned to reading his paper.

Have we acquired a new pet Ms. Granger?" Snape asked when she entered the potions classroom the next morning.

"A new pet Sir?"

"Yes. A new pet. It seems that Crookshanks was entertaining a small Abyssinian female in our living room last night." Snape said, barely glancing at Hermione.

"Oh." Hermione gasped. "Did she follow him home? I saw him playing with another cat the other day by the Whomping Willow, I had no idea she would follow him home. Were they a bother Sir?"

"It's of no consequence." He said waving his hand dismissively.

Several nights later, Professor Snape relaxed in his chair reading the most recent potions journal. He raised his eyebrow when a small reddish brown paw poked over the top of the magazine, pulling it down from his hands.

"So you're back." He said, looking into the whiskey colored eyes of the cat. "Where's Crookshanks?"

"Mrrupp" The cat said softly.

"I don't blame you. You are far too elegant for the likes of him." Snape answered, turning the page of the magazine. The cat reached up with her paw and batted at the magazine again.

"Run along and play now. I'm trying to read."

Snape watched in surprise as the cat walked delicately across him to perch on the arm of his chair. He glanced at her face; she seemed to be looking intently at the potions journal.

"So you have an interest in potions brewing?" Snape said, turning another page.

The cat purred and rubbed her head gently across his shoulder.

Snape walked into the dungeon, pausing to watch his beautiful apprentice carefully stirring a simmering potion.

"Crookshanks' little friend was back again last night."

"I saw that." She said, still stirring. "I think she's a stray."

Hermione raised her eyes when Snape grunted and swept out of the dungeon. A small smile played across her face.

Snape was sipping a glass of whiskey, when the reddish brown cat jumped lightly onto the arm of his chair.

"Well hello Little One." He said softly. "Back for another visit?"

The little cat purred and rubbed her head against his shoulders. Moving delicately, she walked across his lap and pushed her tiny head against his large hand.

"What do you want Little One?" He whispered. "Do you want me to pet you?"

She purred loudly and rubbed harder against his hand.

Setting down his glass, Professor Snape raised his large hand and gently stoked it down the cat's back. "How can I deny you Little One? It's not everyday a beautiful elegant female begs an ugly old dungeon bat like me to touch her."

Turning against his hand, the cat raised herself up on her hind legs. Placing her paws on his shoulders she nuzzled her head under his chin, purring loudly. "Well aren't you the little flirt." He said, reaching down and running his index finger along her soft belly. The cat reached up and batted at his nose with her tiny paw.

"Can't blame you there." Snape said sadly, reaching out and taking a sip off his drink. "Dreadfully large and ugly, isn't it? Horrible really."

The little cat squeezed her eyes closed and rubbed her face against his cheek. He reached up and stroked her head gently, scratching her behind the ear. "But you don't seem to mind, do you? You seem to like me no matter how ugly I am?" The little cat lay in his lap, staring up at him with adoring eyes as he spoke softly to her and gently stroked her soft fur.

Professor Snape was standing in the shower, allowing the hot water to pour over his tense shoulders when he saw a tiny paw sneak around the side of the shower curtain. Laughing, he carefully pushed back the edge. There, sitting on the corner of the bathtub, was the whiskey eyed Abyssinian.

"Well Good Morning Little One." He said, reaching for the shampoo. "Come to keep me company while I shower?"

"Mrrmmpp" The little cat vocalized, titling her head to watch him.

"Well at least you don't run away screaming at the thought of seeing me naked." He said sadly, as he rubbed soap over his body. "I don't think I'm that bad. But a beautiful witch like Hermione wants a beautiful wizard to be with, not an ugly old man like me." He sighed sadly as he washed carefully between his legs. "So I've let out my secret, haven't I Little One?"

He carefully rinsed the soap from his body and stepped from the shower. The cat jumped lightly to the edge of the sink. Drying his hair with a towel, Severus bent over and kissed the cat tenderly on the head. "I'm not worried. I know my secret is safe with you."

Snape lay naked in his bed. Reaching between his legs, he gently grasped his swollen cock, stroking it slowly.

Out of the corner of his eye he watched as his tiny Abyssinian friend jumped lightly onto his bed and carefully curled herself into a tiny ball next to him.

'Little One." He moaned his voice shaky. "Should you watch as I do this nasty thing?" He continued stroking his cock slowly. "It's no matter, I suppose." He ran his hand up and down his cock, moaning softly. "God I want to fuck her so bad it hurts." He groaned, his hand taking long firm strokes on his cock. He sighed with pleasure as he moved to the tip, rubbing it rapidly.

"Ohhhhh God Hermione." He licked his lips as his hand stroked and rubbed his cock, pleasure building in the pit of his stomach. Closing his eyes he pictured Hermione's face before him. He imagined her warm mouth lowering on his throbbing erection. "That's right, that's right." He moaned, pumping himself harder. He thrust his hips in time with his strokes, imagining himself thrusting into her tight warmth.

"Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh." He moaned as his hand flew across his cock. "Oh God Hermione." He hissed as his orgasm coursed through his body and come shot into his hand.

When he had recovered and cleaned himself up, he lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling. The little reddish brown cat carefully stepped onto his chest and curled herself up into a tiny ball. He could feel her gentle purring and her soft fur on his skin.

"Oh Little One." He whispered, reaching up to pet her. "Sometimes I am so lonely."

Snape was sitting in his chair reading when Hermione returned from her visit to the Burrows. He glanced up when the fireplace flashed green and she stepped from the grate.

"Professor. You're still up." She said, brushing soot from her robes.

"Mmm." He grunted. "Did you enjoy your visit with the Weasley clan?"

"Very much so." She said, gazing at him. "Well I'll not bother you anymore Sir. Good night."

"Good night Ms. Granger." He said softly, watching as she disappeared behind her closed bedroom door.

Closing his book, Professor Snape set it aside and rose slowly. He entered his bedroom and smiled when he saw the Abyssinian stretched out on his bed, her tiny head resting on his pillow.

"Well there you are Little One." He said chuckling softly. "Are you quite comfortable?" He sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly removed his boots. Standing up he removed the rest of his clothes. He pulled back the covers gently, trying not to disturb the little cat too much.

Crawling into bed, he lay on his side, facing the tiny cat. Closing his eyes, he reached out to stroke her soft fur and listen to the comforting sound of her purring. Just as sleep was about to overtake him he whispered softly "Good night Little One."

"Good night, Severus." A soft whispered answered him back in the darkened room. Opening his eyes slowly, he smiled as he stared into the whiskey colored eyes of Hermione Granger.
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