Chapter Seven: Correspondence
Chapter 7 of 41
sunny33Things become a little heated after Hermione gets a letter.
ReviewedDisclaimer: The characters and settings belong to JKR. I just made up the rest.
Chapter Seven: Correspondence
... and the ginger root should be grated before it is added to the cauldron...
"Utter tripe, Leadbetter!" Red ink slashed across the page in a flurry of criticism.
... Next, add the anteater armidyllo anteater echidna bile and stir twenty-three times in a clockwise...
"Do they pay any attention to the fucking instructions?" More red ink and acid comments decorated the page. Snape sighed as he picked up the next fourth year's essay.
They'll need more than Wit-Sharpening Potion to pass their O.W.L.s next year if they don't improve. Pity Grace isn't a witch. With her quick mind and ability to concentrate, she'd show these idiots a thing or two. His mind followed the thought to a delightful place where every student had long, dark hair and cerulean eyes. Of course, they were also all naked and beckoning to him with one slender hand. A very familiar hand.
His eyes drifted to the essay before him. "Dammit!" Taking his wand, he siphoned off the red ink adorning the side of the essay with a sketch of Grace Henman's face, doodled while he was daydreaming. Snape shoved the essay back onto the stack and stood, painfully aware of the effect his fantasising had had in his trousers.
Why can't I get her out of my mind? She's a teenager, for fuck's sake. I shouldn't even be thinking of her in that way, let alone getting a hard-on every time I do.
His fly was unbuttoned before his conscience caught up with his hands. Strong fingers encircled his wayward arousal and stroked several times before he dragged them away with a self- recriminatory groan.
No! I can't. I won't.
Trembling with unsated need, Snape reached for the Firewhisky and slumped in well-worn armchair. Two glasses later, his hands had steadied and his trousers had loosened enough to resume his marking.
It was a long evening.
After the waxing gibbous moon had set, leaving all of Hogwarts cloaked by darkness, Snape chased Grace through his dreams, never quite catching her, following her enigmatic smile through fragmented pathways, hearing her laugh, always around the next corner, and ever drawn by the beckoning finger of the hand he knew. Dawn sneaked into his room to find a restless wizard lying naked and sweat-kissed amidst a tangle of sheets, turgid cock in his hand, gasping out his shame in spurts of creamy seed.
***
"How are your parents, 'Mione?" Ron pointed to the Muggle envelope wedged between the platter of bacon and eggs and the jug of pumpkin juice.
"I haven't opened it yet. I'll read it later in my free time." Hermione glanced at her watch. "Right now, I have to get a move on. I want to check out some references in the library before Potions." Leaving the last of her egg, Hermione drained her glass and threw the letter into her bag before standing. "I'll see you boys in the dungeons. Try not to be late!"
Fifteen minutes later, she closed the last book and tidied her notes. That was easier than I'd thought. I still have enough time before Potions to read Mum's letter.
Hermione pulled the envelope out of her bag, frowning when she found not a letter, but another envelope inside the first. What's this? Oh, hell, just as well I didn't open it in front of the boys. His handwriting is fairly distinctive. I wonder what he wants? Glancing around to ensure she remained unnoticed, she opened the second envelope.
Dear Miss Henman,
I am writing to inform you the paintings for the exhibition are all completed. I trust you are well.
Yours sincerely,
Sidney Reilly
She re-read the letter and shook her head. He wrote just to say that? He didn't even tell me how they turned out.
Taking a quill and piece of parchment, Hermione started writing a reply, then stopped and stared at her hands. Fuck! Stupid, stupid, stupid! You're supposed to be a Muggle! Digging deeper into her bag, she found a biro and some of the Muggle notepaper she usually used to write to her parents.
Dear Sidney,
I'm pleased to hear the paintings are finished, but you didn't tell me how they turned out. Do you think they'll work together as well as we thought?
Things here are busy, but that's no different than usual.
Hermione sucked her pen for a moment as she dithered over her sign off. 'Yours sincerely.' The man has painted every part of me naked, and all I get is, 'Yours sincerely?' He really is taking this gentleman thing too far. A wicked smile crept over her face as she reached a decision. Using her wand to erase the last sentence, she picked up her pen again.
Things have cooled down somewhat since I last saw you, but the weather here has been great.
Take care of yourself,
Grace
Her chuckle died as she noticed the time. Merlin, I'd better run, or I'll be late for class. Snape will kill me. Or at least give me detention, and I don't think I can stand that much individual attention.
Arriving just as her fellow students filed into the classroom, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head at the questioning looks from her friends. As she slipped into her seat, she looked up to find Blaise Zabini smiling a greeting.
"Hi." She smiled back as she set out her Potions kit.
His dark eyes glinted as he leaned back in his chair, supremely comfortable in his own skin. Hermione studied him surreptitiously as she half-listened to Snape berating Hannah Abbott for knocking over her inkbottle. Blaise had always been somewhat of an enigma. During the war, he had seemed to hold Muggleborns and Death Eaters alike in disdain, remaining aloof and dissociated from either group. He'd appeared to tolerate Draco Malfoy and his friends, but with barely concealed contempt. She had heard his family was even wealthier than the Malfoys, and his mother had not allied herself with either Voldemort or his opponents. Tall, attractive, and dark-skinned, he exuded confidence and an innate composure Malfoy could only aspire to.
I bet he'd know what a G-spot was. And where to find it. Hermione turned her head towards the blackboard to hide the blush her errant thoughts had created. You really must be frustrated, girl, to be thinking about a Slytherin in that way. Her eyes fell upon her teacher, now standing before his desk, watching the class collect their ingredients. And he's the most Slytherin of them all. Forget frustrated, I must be out of my mind. With a sigh, she copied down the instructions for the day's potion.
"Here, I've got yours as well." Blaise put her share of the ingredients from the store cupboard on her side of the worktable.
"Er... thanks. You didn't need to do that."
"It was nothing." He shrugged. "Your turn next time."
Hermione nodded. "Okay. It's a deal."
She chopped and sliced, eyes firmly on her knife. Turning her thoughts away from the two Slytherins who had commandeered them was proving difficult until a third Slytherin was heard hissing behind her.
"No, Longbottom, you idiot, slice the knotgrass lengthwise, not across. And move the armadillo bile away from your elbow!"
She met Blaise's amused gaze and giggled. It seemed even Draco Malfoy had realised he had a vested interest in keeping Neville on track.
"He's only worried about his hair," Blaise said under his breath.
"His hair?"
"Imagine how much damage an exploding cauldron could do."
Her snort was unfortunately loud enough to draw attention.
"Do you have a problem, Miss Granger?" Snape appeared from nowhere, far too close for comfort.
"N-no, Professor. No problems." Only you. She closed her eyes and counted to ten as his body heat and scent drifted away.
"Are you all right? You look a little flushed."
"Fine. Just fine." She waved away Blaise's concern and returned to her chopping board and the familiar rhythm of brewing.
Sample handed in and workspace clean, Hermione left the dungeons as soon as the class was dismissed, not stopping to wait for Ron or Harry. She had just enough time for a side trip to the Owlery to send the reply to Sidney, via her mother, before heading for her Arithmancy lesson.
As the owl winged away, Hermione stopped suddenly in her headlong dash down the Owlery stairs. "Bloody fucking hell!" He knows my parents' address! He only has to look up the students' register here and he'll know who I am. What am I, completely daft? How could I have done such a stupid thing? She leaned her forehead against the cool stone of the wall, struggling to control her breathing. It's all right. He has no reason to look up my address. I'm sure he's not the least bit interested in where any students live, let alone a Gryffindor. Just calm down.
Anxiety attack aborted, Hermione once again started jogging to reach her next class. At this rate I'll get fitter, if nothing else.
***
Dear Miss He Grace
The paintings have indeed fulfilled all of our expectations. Standish was most impressed and expressed a wish to meet you some time. I explained you were unavailable at the moment.
As far as 'taking care of myself' goes, what exactly do you mean? Did I not appear to eat well enough over the summer? I suspect I am somewhat better equipped to look after myself than a mere schoolgirl. Nevertheless, I shall take your sentiment in the manner in which it was offered and thank you for your concern.
Kind regards
Sidney Reilly
***
Sidney
I was not referring to food.
Grace
***
Grace
If not food, then what? I admit to being somewhat baffled.
Sidney
***
Hermione's eyes widened as she noticed what Snape was reading after assigning the class an essay on the properties of Re'em blood and other rare ingredients. The Muggle envelope was as out of place on his desk as a copy of Witch Weekly. Embarrassment succumbed to curiosity as she watched him through a curtain of hair while scribbling nonsense on her parchment.
The subtle softening in the lines of his face would have been invisible to anyone not expecting it as he slit the envelope and extracted the letter. Hermione found she was holding her breath as he began reading.
Sidney
Do I need to spell it out to you? You knew at the time I was aware of your difficulties as you painted that final canvas. I may be still at school, but I'm not entirely naïve. Your hurried trip to the bathroom was not exactly subtle. Oh, don't get all flustered and repentant about it; I was tempted to do the same.
She watched as his face first flushed, then his mouth dropped open. Averting her eyes as he glanced around the room, Hermione resumed her observation when he continued reading.
That shocked you, didn't it? After all your studies of the female form, I suspect you still fail to recognise we have exactly the same desires and needs as you men. Did you really think I could spend so much time staring at your erect penis bulging against your jeans and not respond? Yes, I used the word. Penis.
It's just a word, after all. We debated the significance of a woman's genitalia as the seat of her femininity. Likewise, should the male penis not receive its due share of attention? For you are definitely a man you left me in no doubt of that and your penis proudly declared your masculinity. Somewhat impressively, I might add. Is it so surprising then that I found my own body responding in kind?
Hermione was sure she heard a sharp hiss as Snape shifted, restless in his chair but clearly reluctant to leave the shelter of his desk. Stop reading, you idiot. Stop now before you embarrass both of us. Her grip on the quill tightened as she saw him turn the page. Oh, Merlin, why did I get so carried away? I only meant to suggest to him the possibility I was interested. Okay, so I wrote it in flaming letters six bloody feet high, but he wasn't fucking supposed to read it in class. Her faint whimper drew a puzzled glance from Blaise, but an eyeroll and a shrug served to send his attention back to his work. Returning her focus to the front of the room, Hermione was as transfixed as her professor was on the page before him.
I understood at the time why you felt the need to step back a little and regain control. Believe me, so did I. But now I regret not knocking on that bathroom door and offering to take care of you.
In every way.
Would that have really been so terrible?
Yours
Grace
This time, his groan drew the attention of some of her classmates. They stared at their teacher, wondering who had caused the latest infraction.
Silence reigned as, for the first time in all their years at Hogwarts, Professor Severus Snape stood without a single word and left the classroom. If his gait was somewhat stiff, only one student noticed. And on his return some five minutes later, only one student blushed and squirmed as her imagination took her to places previously unexplored.
***
Grace
You're going to be the death of me, woman. I was foolish enough to read your last letter while not alone. You have no idea how close I came to completely humiliating myself.
Still, you gave me food for thought.
The exhibition will be showing from the 7th to the 14th November. If you wish to attend, the weekend dates would suit me better to accompany you. I suggest we meet at the studio and travel from there if that suits you.
I hope you are taking good care of yourself. As I am.
Often.
Sidney.
Hermione ensured her door was firmly warded against sound and unwanted visitors before unfolding the letter once again. One hand skimmed over heated skin as she read his brief but revealing words.
Often. Gods... often.
The parchment fell unheeded to the sheets as her fingers and imagination took care of her own desperate need.
***
A/N: This was written for the TPP Every Flavour Auction for shalimar1981. Many thanks to my beta, karelia.
I apologise for the wait for this chapter. I had to set this to one side for a few weeks while I completed my SSHG Exchange assignment. Thank you for your patience, dear readers. The rest of the story should be posted regularly, short of feast, fire, famine, or flood!
sunny33
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This is one of my favorite SSHG stories ever <3 brilliantly done
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Thank you! :D
Loved the whole story. Lots of fun!
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Thanks. :)
"And today, you’re as jumpy as a unicorn around Pansy Parkinson." Love it.
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That was a great read, and I've recced this story on the One Bad Man comm over on LJ. I hope that some more readers will experience the pleasure of this story that way!
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Thank you for reading, reviewing, and reccing! :D
Excellent!!
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Thanks! :)
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Thanks! :)
I think Blaise Zabini bought Hermione's pictures.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Read on, MacDuff! :)
I thought it sounded like a good idea. Severus may need a body double for a pregnant Hermione or they could use polyjuice from a pregnant woman. Would that work? I know she wouldn't be pregnant, but would she look pregnant? The breasts change with pregnancy and he is all about the breasts. If he does the early pregnancy painting before a woman is completely miserable, maybe Hermione could just stick out her tummy. The 1st baby I didn't show for 5 months. Only my breasts got slightly larger. She could be looking in the mirror and imagining herself as a mother with a baby at her breast. Please tell me they won't have children this soon. Studies in the US show that people without children are happier than adults that have childern. At least if they stay at Hogwarts there are probably house elfs lined up around the block for the chance to take care of their baby while they work.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Don't panic, Hermione has her own opinions on that idea! :)
I do like the fact that most of the other characters beside H and S are very astute and aren't missing much when it comes to the couple in question. In most other stories the other characters aside from possibly Ginny and maybe Harry seem to be mostly cluelss, but we all go along with it because it fits the needs of the story. I'm afraid to find out what Minerva has discovered.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Most of them are pretty smart people who know these too well. Of course they'd figure it out. :)
Please let Minerva be understanding. Sorry. I have to get on to the next chapter!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
:)
Dear Severus, Blaise knows about us and he is in love with me so he had been providing a shoulder for me to cry on, because I've been crying a lot. He has been trying to help me work things out with you. He's very supportive and noble. In case you've been listening to gossip, I'm not shagging Blaise. I'm sure you are above listening to gossip started by Ronnald Weasley. That burk has no idea what really I do in my private life, otherwise he wouldn't be spreading untrue gossip would he. He saw Blaise comforting me and jumped to the wrong conclusion. Wouldn't it be awful to be like Ronnald Weasley?
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Hehe!! :D
WTF!!! I guess I'll find out who that was soon enough. I hope it was Ginny. That would take care of that little problem. Severus wouldn't open her door without knocking, I think. Blaise is too good. What would Severus do if he thought Hermione was spending her free time laying on her bed with Blaise? Would he be jelous or would he nurture it and use it to rationalize a reason for dumping her and hating her? Does he really expect Hermione to leave him be? Can't they just agree to wait until the end of school? They are adults after all. Hermione would protest but it would be the best thing to do in the long run. But then again, where would be the fun in that? Are Christmas Hols coming up? Two weeks at the studio would be nice.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
LOL wouldn't be much of a story if they did the mature thing and waited. ;)
Not the response I was hoping for when he figured it out. What will you do with Blaise? Just as there is no one like Severus Snape, there aren't other girls like HG running around the school. He might like Ginny if he knew her better. Maybe Luna? She is definitely an unique individual. I've been too enthralled wanting to get to the next chapter to leave reviews, but I want to tell you that this is awesome!
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Thanks. :)
Is she going to tell her mom the real truth? She seems like someone she could tell the truth to. She is a lot like my mom. Maybe her mom can talk some sense into her about continuing to deceive Severus.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Her mum's pretty open. :)
That silly girl. Is she trying to torture him by continuing to stir this up? Her stream of consciousness ramblings indicate she has no intention of letting Severus discover she is Grace, yet she plays with fire. I suppose that because she is more naive than any 19 year old would realize they are, she doesn't realize how cruel this is if she doesn't plan to have a relationship with him but only plans to lead him on for her own titillation. Does she plan to live a double life? Hermione Granger during the week and Grace Henman on the weekends? The more she draws this out the more deceived he is going to feel when he realizes he's been tricked. She isn't a stupid girl and she must know this deep inside. Now he knows she returns his feelings. What is he supposed to do with that information? This is going to get bad before it gets better I fear. I feel the most concerned for Severus who has more to lose. He would have let this lay if she hadn't egged him on. He didn't pursue her because he didn't want to be hurt. He felt it was inappropriate but aslo that she would never be interested in him because of his age. He isn't looking for a booty call. Has she thought that he might be interested in more than sex? Now that she has gotten his hopes up what does she plan to do about it? Has she thought it through that far? Again I ask, has she thought this through?
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Of course not. She's nineteen. She knows she wants him but hasn't really thought beyond the moment. You know what they are like at that age! :)
It's too bad Severus feels he still has to be a git. I know potions is dangerous, but I'm sure he could get the NEWT students to cooperate without being mean.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Not sure he knows any other way to behave. :)
Well, I've been thinking about how brave Hermione is. She has been nothing but professional. I admire her. I am a femenist, but I don't think I could have been that relaxed in her situation. It is unusual to find a young woman that is so comfortable with her own body and isn't recriminating herself for imagined flaws for one thing. She doesn't feel super sexy but she also doesn't feel embarrassed about any of her features. I suppose I wouldn't be able to pose like that without feeling at least as aroused as she did. She did have the knowledge of the truth to keep her from getting carried away. On the other hand, Severus was very hard on himself but he didn't judge her for feeling aroused too. What a gentleman. I am feeling very sorry for Severus. He is so sensitive. He's got it bad for Hermione and she's only "just interested" in comparison. She is young and has never really been in love yet. She doesn't know what a broken heart is yet. I've heard it said that women fall in love easier, but men fall in love harder. I suppose one could say he is only sexually interested in her but we know he wouldn't be aroused if he didn't truely like her for herself. Female Death Eaters didn't have the same affect on him. And what do you expect a normal red blooded male to do when a beutiful and aroused teenaged woman is willing to lay there with her legs spread for you for hours while you examine her every nuance', realising she is aroused because she is showing her lady parts to you. How sad for him to have her treat him so causally kind and truely proffesionally, to be honest. It must make him feel like he's just a harmless old man, and maybe even as if he was a trusted harmless old favorite uncle that paints lots of nude women and figure that she could never imagine him as a sexual creature even when she knows he desires her. Because while he could tell she was obviously aroused, I'm certain he didn't immagine it was due to the fact that she was thinking sexy thoughts of him. Hermione acted completely professionally. How was she to know he would develope feeling for her. I sense that this will get worse before it gets better, but I'm comforted by the hope that you will help them work this out and they will be whole in the end and a happy couple.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
It's sort of like biting off more than you can chew, isn't it? Neither of them really knew what they were getting into, but are trying as hard as possible not to ruin the hard work they have done so far by given in to their physical responses. :)
This story reminds me. About 16 years ago I went to the Musee d'Orsay in Paris with a friend. We thought we had seen everything there until we were leaving and I saw the postcard for the L'orignine Du Monde. I was like, "Hey Kathy! Hold on! Look at this! We've obviously missed a section somewhere because I'm sure we haven't seen this yet! My eyes had landed on it immediately like a magnet as I scanned the stand. 
I wonder how many people actually buy that postcard? I personally prefer my postcard of the statue of David for unreligious reasons. He has such large hands. I love large hands on a man. 
Which reminds me again! Later at the Louvre, we were down by the mummies. The underwire in my bra had broken through the fabric. I just couldn't bare it jabbing me between my breasts anymore, coupled with my painful feet from walking all over the city. So, I reached into the top of my sweater and pulled and struggled and pulled and wrestled it somemore, as I tried to get the wire out of my bra. There was an older woman resting in a chair by the wall. She was looking at me in horror as if I was about to pull a bomb out of my bra and blow the whole place up! Finally, I got the wire out and looked at her as I pulled it out of the top of my sweater holding it up. Her face and eyes lit up in a friendly smile of comradery as she nodded her head sagely and said, "Ahhhhh!" I saved that underwire with all of my other Paris mementos. Apparently broken underwires transcend the language barrier. 
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Love it. Every woman can understand that pain!
Very lovely!!!! 
Can't wizards feel the magic signature of another magical person when they are together? I wonder if he stares at her long enough he will notice she is wearing a glamour? I don't know how they work in this story, but it seems in other stories they can be detected by the trained eye, and if anyone has a trained eye it is Severus Snape. I suppose we see what we expect to see and he isn't expecting to be deceived. 
I wonder how long Hermione can keep up the charade? I'm a little surprised he didn't recognize her voice when she was on her feminist rant. Maybe he has never really listened to her because she annoyed him so much. 
If she pulls this off for the holiday, I can't imagine he won't become suspicious after school starts. After watching her for so long he will have to notice the similarities of voice, scent, hand gestures and facial expressions when he see's her in class. What if he falls in love or infatuation with his model? During breaks he will surely find out what an intelligent woman she is and find her interesting. That could be good or very bad depending on how he takes it when he finds out who she really is. What a tangle that will be. 
Ha! I had no idea this would be bringing up the feminist cause when I went on my own rant in the last review!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Just pretend for the sake of the story that he can only see a magical signature if he actually looks for it. He sees what he expects... a Muggle. ;)
Great stream of consciousness monologue! Yey for the hippies! My mom was a hippie. Bodies are just natural. Handy for the breastfeeding lady except when people are offended at mums breastfeeding in public and mistakenly say something in my presence and I have to climb up on my feminist soap box. I have to climb because I'm quite short, but once I'm up there I am very passionate. People who can't look at a breastfeeding baby without sexualizing it makes me very uncomfortable and I don't think they should be allowed to do that in public. It totally grosses me out! Strange. The young women that are my colleagues at work don't understand feminism. Why did they become lactation consultants and childbirth educators? Will Hermione tell him who she is or not? I am going with "not" for the time being.
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Totally agree about breastfeeding. It's perfectly natural and if people don't like it they don't have to look. Prats. :)
This end of this chapter had me in in fits of little school girl giggles hehe. Can't to see the real reactions to that scene!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
LOL Thanks. :D
Response from Duchess_Of_Arcadia (Reviewer)
Yeah I wrote that review very late haha not my best typing skills lol, I've finished the whole story now and I just loved it, well done :)
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Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Thank you. :D
I've thoroughly enjoyed this. I remember reading this when it first started to post and I'm so happy to see it completed now. I meant to stop inbetween to leave reviews, but I was to eager to see what happens next.There are so many things to love here: the relationship between Severus and Hermione, Snape the painter (and I can see him so well pouring all his pent-up emotions into his art over the years), the friendship between Hermione and Blaise, the relationship between Draco and Neville...I had to grin when Kingsley turned out to have a wife after all - apearances can be deceptive ;)Very delightful tale with a lovely happy ending for all!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
LOL Some me ARE just well groomed. Thanks for stopping by to review! :)
nooooooooo! i'm not ready for it to end! any next generation of their children fics u are thinking of?
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
I don't do next gen fics. I'll let others take that on.:)
love the argus kiss and his inclusion and pride in his hobby!
Response from sunny33 (Author of Limited Exposure)
Thank you. :)