Three
Chapter 3 of 11
neelixHermione is down on her luck and has to apply for a job with her old Potions tutor. She gets (and observes) far more than she bargained for.
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By the time the weekend arrived, Hermione had just about had enough of Severus Snape. He was rude to her all of the time, she could never engage him in conversation about anything but work, and once he had realised just how good she was at brewing more than one potion at a time, he had increased her workload threefold. To say that she was exhausted was an understatement. Add to that her building sense of isolation and loneliness, by the time she took off her brewing robes on Friday evening Hermione was ready to crawl into bed for a damn good cry. But despite the weariness of her body and heart, she was grateful for the job. It stopped her thinking about everything else.
Heading into her room just off the lab, Hermione laid her robes out on the bed for collection by the House Elves and lifted her jacket. In her head, she made a mental list of how she would spend her weekend. Firstly, she needed food because there was little in the house but coffee and chocolate. While she was happy for it to remain that way, she couldn't work without proper sustenance. Then there were a couple of Potions books that Snape had given her to read. There were some obscure potions she had never even heard of that St. Mungo's used for rare or dangerous diseases, and he wanted her to brew them on Monday. Hermione sighed. This was the sum of her weekend, and even she had to admit it was pretty pathetic. Throwing her bag over her shoulder, now weighed down with books that Snape had forbidden her to shrink, she left the room and closed the door behind her, checked that the lab was spotless and walked through into Snape's office. He was sat in his usual chair, marking. Hermione could see his familiar red script, and for a brief moment felt a pang of nostalgia. Everything had been a lot simpler in first year.
'I'm off, Professor,' she said quietly. She knew from bitter experience that he didn't like to be interrupted.
'Monday morning, eight o'clock,' he said without looking up.
Hermione sighed again. He didn't even have the decency to wish her a good weekend. She left without saying another word, because what was the point?
The dungeons were quiet as she walked down the hallway. The school was preparing for the summer break now that O.W.L.s and N.E.W.Ts were completed and some of the older students had already left for home, only returning the following week for the Leaving Feast. She had received a personal invitation to the feast from Filius Flitwick just that morning, so at least she had that to look forward to.
Trudging down the path to the Apparition point, Hermione glanced over to Hagrid's house. It was in darkness and there was no smoke from the chimney. It made Hermione feel even more depressed. She could have used one of his hugs right now, but she knew he was away to stay with Madame Maxime over the summer.
Ignoring the tears that were pricking her eyes, she continued her journey home.
***
Hermione found something comforting about a Muggle supermarket. Mainly it was because that here, she was anonymous. There were no sideways glances, no bitchy comments whispered just a bit too loudly, and even better, no Hexes shot at her secretly from under someone's cloak. Hermione felt so safe here that she had left her wand at home in her Muggle house in her very Muggle street. She had chosen the village of Balfron purposely because while it was only a short Apparition from Hogwarts, she was the only witch in the village. It made for a quieter life.
Hermione stood at the checkout and perused her meagre menu for the weekend. A loaf of bread, some bananas, a couple of microwave meals and some cheese. It wasn't much, but she had to make her money stretch until she could get to Gringotts and exchange her weekly earnings to sterling. She paid for her groceries and thanked the spotty teenager at the till, grabbed her bags and started the short walk back to the house. It was when she got to her front door that she knew something was wrong. A shiver of magic washed over her as she opened the door with her key, and she cursed herself for leaving her wand behind.
'I'm unarmed, and I know you're there,' she shouted.
The door was pulled from her grasp and she was immediately pulled into a tight hug.
'Thank God you're alright. Have you any idea how worried I've been?' Harry Potter let her go and grabbed her shopping bags from her hands. In a daze, Hermione followed him through to the small kitchen and watched as he unpacked everything and put it away, then flicked on the switch of the kettle.
'Coffee, milk, and no sugar, right?' he turned and smiled at her, and she couldn't take any more. The tears started to fall and she collapsed into a chair, put her head onto her arms and sobbed. Of all people, it would be Harry who found her and she shouldn't be surprised, but it just brought home to her just how empty her life had become in such a short space of time. Taking a shuddering breath, she wiped the tears and her hair from her face and looked up as Harry placed her steaming coffee in front of her.
'Here. This will help.' Harry patted her shoulder gently and slid himself into the chair opposite.
Hermione sat up straight and took a sip of coffee. Harry was right, it did help, and she smiled at him ruefully. 'Not the best welcome,' she said. 'I'm sorry.'
'I expected something like it, to be honest. Why did you take off without telling me where you were going? I could have helped.' Harry slipped his glasses from his face and rubbed at them on the edge of his jumper.
'Ron's your brother-in-law,' she said with a shrug.
'And you're my sister in-law by marriage. And my friend,' he added when she went to protest.
'How did you find me, anyway?' she asked.
'Someone let the cat out of the bag,' he said with a smirk.
'Minerva! That interfering old busy body!' Hermione felt a surge of affection nevertheless. Minerva wouldn't betray a confidence to just anyone.
'She was worried about you. We have all been worried about you.' Harry placed emphasis on the 'all' and Hermione grimaced.
'Is that right? I can't imagine Arthur and Molly being too concerned, not when the reputation of their baby boy has been besmirched by his wife, and a Mudblood at that,' Hermione said sadly.
'Arthur's not stupid. He tore strips off Ron when he heard the full story and he knows you wouldn't have walked out without good reason. Ginny is livid too, she's not even talking to him.' Harry explained.
'Do you think she would want to meet, for coffee or something? I could really use a friend right now,' Hermione asked hopefully.
'I'll ask her. Now, you need to eat proper food. I saw pub in the village that serves a better meal than frozen chicken curry and rice, so come on. My treat.'
Hermione couldn't help but grin as he waved two twenty pound notes in her face, and she nodded in agreement. Perhaps her weekend wouldn't be too bad after all.
***
Back at Hogwarts, Severus Snape also had a visitor. Her name, so she said, was Ruby. She was petite with long, curly brown hair, a button nose and pert breasts. Currently, she was knelt between his legs and unbuttoning his fly. Snape let his hands fall to her hair and threaded his fingers through. He tried not to wince. The curls were not natural but had been styled as per his instructions, and they felt like cardboard. In his other hand, he swirled the remainder of his Firewhisky and downed it in one gulp before placing the glass on the mahogany table beside him. He let out a short huff of breath as Ruby released his erection from its confines, and as he laid his head back, he closed his eyes. He made no sound as Ruby placed her lips over the end of his cock and licked, but as she started to move her mouth up and down his shaft, he jerked forward, filling her with his length. In his minds' eye, this was not Ruby but someone else altogether, and as his imagination played out his fantasy, he came with a shuddering gasp and pulled himself out of Ruby's mouth before she had time to swallow.
Snape pushed himself up from his chair and fastening his fly quickly. 'I have paid Constance directly, but here is something for your trouble.' He handed Ruby a galleon, which she grabbed and slipped between her breasts.
'I hope I was acceptable, sir,' said Ruby as she gathered her coat.
'Tell Constance I shall have use for her service in the future.'
Snape watched as Ruby left and finally pondered the emptiness of the experience. He knew why, of course. His mind had become full of images of Hermione Granger in various compromising situations in the past week, but a look alike was not enough. He wasn't such a fool to think she would be willing to participate in his fantasies, of course. Heaven forbid that their flesh should meld in an ecstasy of passion. But fucking whores who bore a passing resemblance wouldn't do it either.
He would have to think of something else.
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damnnn it was hot hahahaha
Perfect, dearest neelix! Absolutely perfect! You are the best.
Response from neelix (Author of 49 and Never Been Kissed)
Thank you for all of your lovely reviews, they really make me smile x
Going much better than I had expected. I really don't remember the details. I wonder if I have early signs of dementia. Seriously. 
I wrote much more the first time I read this but I seem to remember that it all works out OK in the end so I will suffice it to say; Hermione, you're a stupid little know-it-all, and I hope you're pleased with yourself. Do grow up you silly girl. Let the man see his whore in peace.
Poor wittle boo boo Snape. He's all hot and bothered for his Hermione and doesn't even know she would be thrilled if he would only give her a small smile and a, "Have a nice weekend". I'm sure it would take only a small amount of relatively nice behavior and a couple of stimulating intellectual discussions and she would be more than happy for him to teach her how he likes it. Hopefully, that will be happening soon, for all of our sakes.
It was stupid for her to marry the ginger twat. Any of us could have told her that but she was too young to hear us and I'm sure there was a lot of pressure put on her to go through with it. I'm just glad Severus Snape is a man who believes in second chances. His came at an awfully high price but he was grateful for it non-the-less. Now he's paying it forward. I could just kiss him for that! Hee Hee. But, I'm guessing Hermione gets to have the first kiss sooner or later in this adventure.
I read this a long time ago but remember enjoying very much so it's time to give it another go! I have terrible memory so while I remember the general gist of the story, I dont' remember details so everything old is new again for me. So far, so good! 
What a yummy read! Thanks!
Very good!
Aww I liked this chappie
Hehehehehehe
Steamy
Caught in a pickle, eh proffesor? Hehe
WOW! That was amazing! Thanks for writing!!!
Lol nice prompts you were given! Loved threw story, the naughty bits were awesome, though I am surprised he knew it was hermione during the switch. I guess the nose knows, huh?
Response from neelix (Author of 49 and Never Been Kissed)
It was Amortentia. That was explained in the story I think. I don't know if you can amend your review? It should say the, not threw. Thanks for reading.
I had to quickly review to point out mistakes I've found. Her "main" of hair should be "mane," and i forget where it was, but a "lose" should have been "loose". ;) Hope I'm not offending by pointing them out. I love the story so far!!
Response from neelix (Author of 49 and Never Been Kissed)
Thank you. I'll amend them later. Posted in haste!
This was so much fun to read!
Thank you for sharing, I love that you made Hermione just as kinky as Severus. ;)
As always Neelix you write to please!! And please you did, love the Amortentia descriptions. I can almost smell Severus myself!! I want to thank you Neelix,you and Teddy's fan fiction writing is what really drew me into this fandom!!! Always will be a devoted fan~dee
Absolutely smutgloriously delicious!!!! What else can I say? It's a new word I made up just for you. It was exactly the kind of story I was looking for tonight.
Response from neelix (Author of 49 and Never Been Kissed)
Bless you :) Thank you for reading my little smutglorious fic and inventing new words for me!
Response from neelix (Author of 49 and Never Been Kissed)
Bless you :) Thank you for reading my little smutglorious fic and inventing new words for me!
That was totally awesome! I forgive Hermione and am so happy for them. I knew you were a skilled story teller and would anticipate my worries then soothe them as the crisis worked itself out into a wonderful climax. 
The Amortentia was the ingredient that made all the other concerns unimportant. They were made for each other. That's all that really matters in the end. And what a wonderfully sexy Severus he is too. I love the way he stuck up for her. Ron is such a stupid little speckled toad. He must have a death wish to want to pick a fight with Severus Snape. I didn't review the last couple of chapters because I didn't want to stop the flow of the story. I really like the way Severus treated Winky when he told her she was a good elf even though he had a terrible hangover. He was even more lovable than ever after that. Everything went great with Rosie. I'm very glad she cared about Severus' happiness and not just the money. And the waiting to kiss the girl he loved and who loved him was wonderful, romantic and sexy. Well done gentle author. That's why you write the stories and I just read them. 
Very nice chapter! I'm thawing. I guess Hermione doesn't have to be perfect. She is only a witch after all. But I still hope he doesn't ever know she spied on him because she suspected he was still an evil death eater. He can find out she spied on him. That will probably be pretty hot. But I don't want him to know she doesn't trust him. Snape is hotter than ever. He feels bad for what he did, but she hasn't admitted that she was wrong to assume the worst of him after he'd been so nice to her. They obviously belong together. I'm sure you'll work it out.
"Lloooosseee!" That witless, inane girl. At first I thought Severus was playing the "Lucy" character, but now it's turned out to be Hermione! One minute he has a total personality change from Bastard Extraordinaire to Mister Nicy-Nice after she practically destroys his potions store and "Little Miss Know-It-All" doesn't give it a second thought as she goes tripping along like Little Red Ridding Hood on a lark. 
And then now, NOW, she has the nerve, the unmitigated, self important, pompous, impertinent and faithless nerve to suspect Severus Snape of actually trying to revive Voldemort's reign of terror simply because he wanted to keep a secret from her, because he had personal business he didn't choose to share with her? AND THEN, she has the rudest, most shameless, insulting, intrusive, arrogant gall to spy on her boss--to spy on Severus Fucking Snape as if it was her God given right and duty? How dare she! Who does she think she is anyway? 
I could have tolerated insatiable curiosity leading to ill-mannered snooping, but her assuming the worst of him and making it her business to make sure he wasn't up to something dastardly like when she was 11 years old, ruined what could have been a totally erotic adult encounter. She just proved everything bad he had ever thought about her is true. Now she couldn't pay me to fuck her if I was Severus Snape. Imagine how hurt his feelings will be if he finds out she spied on him because she didn't trust him. He expected her to be nosy. But this is betrayal. I hope he never finds out.
All of that said, I haven't read the entire story and you may work this out so I won't feel so betrayed on his behalf. Please know that this is not a criticism of your storytelling prowess. You are on my favorite authors list. I'm just angry at Hermione right now. I really want them to become a couple, but she's been mean spirited after he did her a favor. I hope she is extremely ashamed of herself so I can like her again. 
Please don't be offended at my over the top hissy-fit. It's one of my most grievous faults. I'm impulsively over emotional and I have the tendency to either hate something or love something but am seldom lukewarm about anything. This is why I must muster all of my self discipline and never ever allow myself to start tweeting. I would be totally fired, sued, locked up by some secret service agency who might take me seriously and then murdered in my bed by the end of the 1st day.
I'm poised in anticipation! It feels like a smutty "I Love Lucy" episode. You know he is going to get so caught. (I don't know if you are old enough to know about that old show. Sometimes I had to close my eyes because I couldn't stand it when I knew Ricky was about to find out what she'd done. I was a kid and hated it when she would predictably get herself in a fix, kind of like this one, every episode, only exceedingly more G rated.)
My goodness that was a serious about face. He went from total bastard to normally polite and even forgivingly nice in 60! I'd be wondering if I had gone through some kind of portal to an alternate universe in the explosion, if I were Hermione right now. He sure mended his ways quickly. Wouldn't a normal person be suspicious? On Snape's side; I'd be worried about making the polyjuice if I were him, unless he harbors a secret desire to get caught. Nothing gets past her observation. He also has to know she won't stop wondering who would want polyjuice. Unless he wants her to catch him, he'd better keep his brewing to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom during Hermione's off hours and tell her the customer canceled the order. If he was Slytherin enough, he should have just frankly told her he supplies it to the local whore house for their high end customers and gets paid quite nicely for it. It's a perfectly believable cover story. The man is painfully out of practice. 
Seriously though, would that be illegal? As long as it's legal she'd probably just be disgusted and let it go. If it's not she'd probably feel like she needed to address the issue, sooner or later. All he'd have to do is say he won't do it anymore if it upsets her but that she will have to make up the difference from her pay. That's the Snapishly Slytherine thing to do.
Poor Snapy-poo. He's as lonely as Hermione. Worse than Hermione, even. Hermione got taken out to dinner and he had to pay for a blow job. Does he realize how isolating it is for her to just brew all day and not even get to eat in the Great Hall? He probably hasn't even thought about it. Well, now he has too much time on his hands because she has brewed all his potions for him. I wonder why he's piling so much work on her. Maybe he thinks she likes it. Maybe he's afraid that is she gets bored she'll leave. Maybe he's afraid to talk to her so he keeps her too busy to have to make conversation. He's a right mess! Still, it was nice of him to give her that job. Is his sexual attraction to her a new thing or has he been thinking about her this way for a while? Won't she be surprised!