wl_mods (wl_mods) wrote in wizard_love, @ 2011-03-11 01:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | *fic, 2011, hermione, snape |
Special delivery for rayvyn2k, part 3
Title: Muggle Movies (Part 3 of 3)
Author:
Recipient's LJ Name: rayvyn2k
Rating:Parts 1-2 are G, Part 3 is NC-17
Pairing:Hermione/Severus
Summary: The summer after the Final Battle, Hermione is struck with an idea while living with her best friends. The trio return to Hogwarts for a little bit of normalcy with their own form of Disney magic.
Word Count: 4,417 in this part
Warnings/Content: OOCness, a lot of fluff, semi-cracky, sort of student-teacher relationship (although both are consenting adults), sex, fingering, masturbation.
Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter or any of it's characters. I do not own any of the Disney characters. No profit is being made from this story.
Author's Notes: Since I know nothing about Disneyland Paris, but I liked the idea of working Disney magic in, I went with that prompt. I hope you like what I came up with! Thanks to my mummy for the very quick beta job! Any mistakes left are strictly mine.
When the lights were raised, Hermione stood and stretched. She turned toward the audience and shot sparks from the end of her wand, attracting the attention of the room.
"Thank you for coming, everyone! I hope you enjoyed this week's movie." When she received several enthusiastic nods and smiles, she continued. "In honor of the holiday, the Headmistress has given us permission for an extra showing Wednesday evening at the same time as usual. Before you get too excited," she cleared her throat to attract the attention of some of the rowdier younger students, "I will admit the extra showing is a bit, well, girly." Hermione grinned at the sounds of groaning and the sight of Harry shaking his head indulgently.
"But, I do ask you young gentleman to keep an open mind and give it a chance. You might discover something you like." With that said, Hermione stepped down off of her chair, using the Professor's proffered arm for support, pleasantly surprised at the strong arm she could feel under the soft linen of his shirt. Hermione blushed slightly at the contact ad turned away from the man in question as she set about righting the Hall's furniture so that it would be in order in time for the next morning's breakfast. When she was finished, she was surprised to find Snape standing in the doorway, his cloak hung over one arm and his shirt sleeves rolled up.
"I thought everyone had gone to bed," Hermione babbled as she replaced the memory in her head and picked up the pensieve. She was again surprised at how light it was for such a large stone bowl. She found herself looking forward to learning such focused and large featherweight charms.
"I thought I might escort you to the Headmistress' office before I do my patrols," Severus replied as if he himself was surprised to find himself still in the Hall. The two walked to the Head's office in a silence that was unusual in it's comfort. When they reached the stone gargoyle, Hermione was slightly startled when he softly state the password from just behind her. More than ready for the peace and quiet of her room, Hermione made a quick job of running up the revolving staircase to put the pensieve away and back down again. She was surprised to find the Professor still waiting for her, but quickly hid her surprise behind a yawn.
"I suppose you are tired, Miss Granger?" Hermione nodded slightly as the pair set off toward Gryffindor tower. She spoke her thoughts, her fatigue settling in and blurring the filter between her brain and her mouth.
"Yes, I am," she replied with another yawn, "but I love doing this for the younger students. It's a good way for them to make friends. I remember how lonely I was before I made friends with Harry and Ron."
"Ah, yes, the remainder of the so-called Golden Trio," Snape sneered in response. "You would have been better off without them. You certainly would have been in less trouble."
"Probably," Hermione conceded with a slight grimace, "but I hope my running with the boys did some good. I was able to find you, after all." Hermione gave a pointed glance to the scar on his neck before starting to walk faster. She was brought to a stop by a firm, yet gentle hand on her arm.
"I have already offered my gratitude, Hermione. I'm not sure what else it is that you want from me."
Hermione was slightly taken aback by his use of her given name. It wasn't the first time he'd addressed her so, but the happenstance was rare. She hid her surprise behind a grimace as she replied, "Oh yes, while you were delirious from blood replenishing and pain potions and didn't know who I was. If I recall correctly, once you established your caregiver, you threw a temper tantrum worthy of a child. I'll not have that happen again, Severus."
"Then I must offer my apologies, and ask again. What, exactly, is it you want of me, if not my gratitude? A life debt?"
Hermione gave a harsh laugh as she shook her head at him, and looked up at him, her eyes meeting his as she quietly stated "I want what I've always wanted for you." She broke his gaze and stared at the floor as her cheeks flushed pink. Her shoulders tensed briefly, and she looked up at him, a fierce determination now in her eyes as she stood on her tip toes. For a wild moment Severus thought she might snog him, but she tilted her mouth to his ear and whispered, "I want you to live."
Hermione turned and walked off in the direction of her dormitory, leaving the Professor standing in his shirtsleeves, staring at the spot she'd just occupied, heart pounding in his chest, as if to remind him of his mortal state.