Severus Snape And Hermione Granger Fanfiction Novels & Stories

But then she rolled down the window and looked at me, her expression softening. "I'll be back, Zevran. But when I am, we need to have a serious talk about this shit hole you call a relationship. You either make your choice. Me or Selena and you better make it the right one." My head was just too heavy to give a nod but I did. I watched the car reeve out of the yard. Hermoine is a crazy soul and I better not pick Selena or even hesitate to give me an answer when the time comes. I needed this break more than she could ever think of it so since she didn’t want to stay the night I gave the guards order to make sure she was safely dropped at her fathers Pack.

“She’s making it impossible to concentrate.” “I’m not going anywhere,” Eleanor snapped back fiercely, her voice trembling but determined. She clung tighter to Perseus, refusing to let go. Severus, understanding her grief, nodded solemnly. “If you want her to leave, you’ll have to force her,” he said softly, but his eyes betrayed his concern. “But I don’t think that’s what she needs right now.”

We collapsed onto the bed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs. For the rest of the night and into the early hours of dawn, we explored each other's bodies thoroughly, missionary, doggy style, him tying me to the bed posts and driving into me with abandon. We came again and again until we were too exhausted to move. As the sun began to rise outside, Snape pulled me close and kissed me softly. "This changes nothing," he murmured against my lips. "You're still a Gryffindor brat." "And you're still a Slytherin prick," I teased back with a smile.

And maybe, that encounter would lead to another. Much to Hermione’s dismay, she met Nathaniel Thorne in Rexam, and he was Serena’s fiancé and ex-husband. The discovery overwhelmed her, and jealousy filled her heart. She had been dreaming of Nathaniel for more than a year. From what she knew, he was a divorced man. He was single. But now, he was already getting back with Serena? And Serena? Of all people, it had to be her? After Serena's initial checkup, Hermione cried. She cried because she truly liked Nathaniel. Envy burned deeper, and by the second day, she decided she could not let it go.

She had to play his game. She ignored the taste of him, the feelings of disgust. Instead, she wriggled as if she were fighting to touch him, fought to take control of the kiss. He responded with double the force, wrapping his arms around her chained body and overcoming every any effort on her part to fight for control. Only then did she completely relax against him and let him continue to kiss her without interruption. That's what Severus wanted. He wanted to force people into total complacency. After what felt like an eternity, he finally pulled back. The triumph on his face made her want to smack him. She had succeeded. She had fooled him, but it didn't make his reaction any less obnoxious

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny. "Oh, hello Viktor," she stammered, quickly closing the book in her lap. "I didn't see you there." Viktor's lips curved into a slow, sensual smile as he crouched down beside her, his muscular thighs brushing against her knees. "I can see that. You were quite...absorbed in your studies." His hand reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from her face, his fingertips grazing her cheek and sending a jolt of electricity through her body.

Seemed like I did not need Felix after all. Giving her my most charming smile, I put one finger below her chin and lifted it up until her eyes met mine. "Of course I want to be your friend. You know how I feel. You are Hermione to my Ron and Tonks to my Lupin, how can I ever say no to you?" Mey smiled and when I reached my hand to hold her hand, she did not pull away. And albeit small, it gave me hope. For now, that was enough. * * *

She looked around and her sharp eyes glowed as if she could not see what she wanted to see. "Where is my fiance?" She shouted and her voice echoed all around. Everyone in the hallway looked at each other silently. "I'm here..." The low voice of Severus killed the tension around him. Severus moved faster toward Vivory, who smiled as she heard the voice of Severus that could be compared with a real man. Vivory locked her arm on the arm of Severus and they walked together toward the forbidden room. Severus was still wearing a straight face as he walked with Vivory. He didn't even talk. The Queen chose him to be her partner.

"In short words? Slytheryn and Gryffindor are always at each other's necks, Ravenclaw is 'too smart' to mix, Hufflepuff sticks to themselves. At least it was like that 20 year ago." The other Aurors agree with the Director. *sigh* "I think we will see an increase in inter-houses interactions from now on." Erik said after a sigh. He walks to the male dormitory's stairs and calls back. "Let's get going. We have multiple results here, Professor Snape, Aurors. Unspeakables, if you guys can lend us a hand to speed up the process." Erik climbs the stairs with the group, walks through the corridor and stops by a door with a plaque that reads '2nd Year' on it, waiting for the rest of the group to ar