Ah..Snape and Hermione.I love those kind of stories...hot sexy
guy..smart ass girl. Well sit back and enjoy!
Winter. Winter time was finally at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Gryffindor common room was mostly empty except for four people. Can you guess? Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. The Dream Team was in their 6th year at Hogwarts. Ron and Ginny were playing Exploding Snap, and Hermione and Harry were cuddling by the fire.
Harry and Hermione had been together since the beginning of the term. Harry finally got up the courage to admit to Hermione that he liked her as more than a friend, and of course, she felt the same way. There was one small flaw though. Hermione wasn't completely happy. She liked Harry a lot, but he just recently admitted to her that he loved her. Obviously she was too scared to say anything, but Harry, in his fucking wonder-boy ways, completely forgave her for not saying anything. Hermione felt like there was someone else that could make her happier than she already was. Little did she know that the person who could make her happier just happened to be the greasiest git in the school.
"Harry? I'm going to walk my rounds now. I'll be back soon," whispered Hermione, for Harry was slowly falling asleep.
Hermione was a prefect, so obviously nothing was wrong with wanting to walk rounds. But really, Hermione just needed to do some thinking.
"Huh? Oh, sure Hermione. Want me to come along?" asked Harry, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"No, that's OK. That's for the offer though."
Hermione slowly got up from the couch and made her way to the portrait hole. She climbed out, and began making her way past the portrait to walk the halls. Holding her hands behind her back, she stared up at the ceiling dreamily when...WHAM!
"Ouch!" yelled Hermione.
"Miss Granger. Would you please watch where you are going? 30 points from Gryffindor," whispered non other than Snape, whom she had run into on her way down the corridor.
"Oh, sorry Professor. I guess I wasn't paying attention."
"Very well. Please continue on your way."
Snape walked past Hermione to Dumbledore's office while Hermione made her way down the corridor to check for any misbehaviors. When Hermione realized that she had indeed bumped into Professor Snape, and didn't give him a real apology for she was still in her daze, she ran back around the corner to greet him.
"Professor! Wait!"
"What is it, Miss Granger? I have things to do."
"I realized that I offered you no appropriate apology since I was in a daze when you bumped into me. I.."
"Miss Granger, what you said makes no sense. Since you were the one in the daze it was YOU who bumped into me, for I would never be that careless when walking the halls."
"I am sorry Professor. I just needed some thinking time, and didn't see you coming around the corner."
"That's all very well, Miss Granger. Now would you please continue on your way? I needed only one apology for your stupidity."
Hermione hung her head at his harsh words, muttered a "yes sir" and began walking back. Realizing he took 30 points from her, she spun around and got right up in his face.
"Excuse me, Professor, but may I remind you that I am indeed a prefect and I have every right to wander these halls at night as you do, so you had hardly any right to take away 30 points. Bumping into a Professor, such as your greasy self, should only be worth taking 10 points. Maybe 5, since I care not of what I did," shot Hermione very fast.
"Thank you for enlightening me, MISS Granger," replied Professor Snape in a sneering voice, "but because of your sudden outburst, I believe that 30 points may be too little an amount to take away from you. Another...20...points."
At each word he said, he got closer and closer to her face. Hermione just felt like spitting on him, but instead, felt like giving him a shock for his life. She kissed him right on the lips. Now why she did this, she may never know. All she knew is when she bumped into him, a bolt of lightning struck through her body. Not bad, of course, and considering she never felt that way when Harry touched her, she felt she should give that little strike a test.
His lips were warm and soft. Not like Hermione ever imagined her Potions Professor's lips to feel like. Not that she's ever imagined his lips before. There were only two remarkable things about this kiss. 1.) She felt that same spark jet through her body. No spark was ever felt when Harry kissed her. 2.) She realized the professor was kissing her back.
Hermione broke away after she realized this, and stared horrified at him at what she'd just done. Before Snape could utter a word, Hermione dashed past him to the portrait of the fat lady.
"Gitterbug," Hermione said, out of breath, and the portrait flung open and she ran inside straight up to her bed without saying anything to Harry, who was still up.
Snape still stood there wondering what happened. He realized that she had kissed him after he took 20 points away from her, but what was even more remarkable was that he realized that he had kissed her back. All he knew was he felt that same small spark that Hermione had felt, therefore he didn't question who he was kissing. There was only one other time Snape had felt that zap of electricity, and that was when he was in school kissing Lily Evans. Of course, before her and James dated. Without another thought, he stalked back to his private rooms in the dungeons to drink one hell of a bottle of whiskey.
Winter. Winter time was finally at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Gryffindor common room was mostly empty except for four people. Can you guess? Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. The Dream Team was in their 6th year at Hogwarts. Ron and Ginny were playing Exploding Snap, and Hermione and Harry were cuddling by the fire.
Harry and Hermione had been together since the beginning of the term. Harry finally got up the courage to admit to Hermione that he liked her as more than a friend, and of course, she felt the same way. There was one small flaw though. Hermione wasn't completely happy. She liked Harry a lot, but he just recently admitted to her that he loved her. Obviously she was too scared to say anything, but Harry, in his fucking wonder-boy ways, completely forgave her for not saying anything. Hermione felt like there was someone else that could make her happier than she already was. Little did she know that the person who could make her happier just happened to be the greasiest git in the school.
"Harry? I'm going to walk my rounds now. I'll be back soon," whispered Hermione, for Harry was slowly falling asleep.
Hermione was a prefect, so obviously nothing was wrong with wanting to walk rounds. But really, Hermione just needed to do some thinking.
"Huh? Oh, sure Hermione. Want me to come along?" asked Harry, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"No, that's OK. That's for the offer though."
Hermione slowly got up from the couch and made her way to the portrait hole. She climbed out, and began making her way past the portrait to walk the halls. Holding her hands behind her back, she stared up at the ceiling dreamily when...WHAM!
"Ouch!" yelled Hermione.
"Miss Granger. Would you please watch where you are going? 30 points from Gryffindor," whispered non other than Snape, whom she had run into on her way down the corridor.
"Oh, sorry Professor. I guess I wasn't paying attention."
"Very well. Please continue on your way."
Snape walked past Hermione to Dumbledore's office while Hermione made her way down the corridor to check for any misbehaviors. When Hermione realized that she had indeed bumped into Professor Snape, and didn't give him a real apology for she was still in her daze, she ran back around the corner to greet him.
"Professor! Wait!"
"What is it, Miss Granger? I have things to do."
"I realized that I offered you no appropriate apology since I was in a daze when you bumped into me. I.."
"Miss Granger, what you said makes no sense. Since you were the one in the daze it was YOU who bumped into me, for I would never be that careless when walking the halls."
"I am sorry Professor. I just needed some thinking time, and didn't see you coming around the corner."
"That's all very well, Miss Granger. Now would you please continue on your way? I needed only one apology for your stupidity."
Hermione hung her head at his harsh words, muttered a "yes sir" and began walking back. Realizing he took 30 points from her, she spun around and got right up in his face.
"Excuse me, Professor, but may I remind you that I am indeed a prefect and I have every right to wander these halls at night as you do, so you had hardly any right to take away 30 points. Bumping into a Professor, such as your greasy self, should only be worth taking 10 points. Maybe 5, since I care not of what I did," shot Hermione very fast.
"Thank you for enlightening me, MISS Granger," replied Professor Snape in a sneering voice, "but because of your sudden outburst, I believe that 30 points may be too little an amount to take away from you. Another...20...points."
At each word he said, he got closer and closer to her face. Hermione just felt like spitting on him, but instead, felt like giving him a shock for his life. She kissed him right on the lips. Now why she did this, she may never know. All she knew is when she bumped into him, a bolt of lightning struck through her body. Not bad, of course, and considering she never felt that way when Harry touched her, she felt she should give that little strike a test.
His lips were warm and soft. Not like Hermione ever imagined her Potions Professor's lips to feel like. Not that she's ever imagined his lips before. There were only two remarkable things about this kiss. 1.) She felt that same spark jet through her body. No spark was ever felt when Harry kissed her. 2.) She realized the professor was kissing her back.
Hermione broke away after she realized this, and stared horrified at him at what she'd just done. Before Snape could utter a word, Hermione dashed past him to the portrait of the fat lady.
"Gitterbug," Hermione said, out of breath, and the portrait flung open and she ran inside straight up to her bed without saying anything to Harry, who was still up.
Snape still stood there wondering what happened. He realized that she had kissed him after he took 20 points away from her, but what was even more remarkable was that he realized that he had kissed her back. All he knew was he felt that same small spark that Hermione had felt, therefore he didn't question who he was kissing. There was only one other time Snape had felt that zap of electricity, and that was when he was in school kissing Lily Evans. Of course, before her and James dated. Without another thought, he stalked back to his private rooms in the dungeons to drink one hell of a bottle of whiskey.