Five
Chapter 5 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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Severus had a feeling he had gone too far. In the weeks since the store incident his relationship with Hermione Granger had changed beyond recognition. She was no longer the schoolgirl he'd had the displeasure to teach, nor was she the stupid chit who had married a Weasley. The Hermione Granger he worked with was witty and intelligent, engaging and observant, and that was just her personality. He couldn't ignore her physical changes either. She was taller than he remembered, and her figure had filled out in all the right places. Her lips were full and recently, more ready to smile or laugh, and her eyes would sparkle when they were engaged in discussion. There was no doubt about it, he thought as he watched her work. Filius was right. Hermione Granger would be a catch for some lucky wizard.
If Dumbledore had still been here he would have been knowingly smug about Snape's current situation. Hermione Granger was very like Lily Evans in some ways. and it was inevitable that her brightness and warmth had called to him. There had always been a part of him that had yearned for fulfilment, which was unsurprising considering his childhood, which had been bleak at best and traumatic at worst. Thanks to Tobias Snape, there had been very little love and laughter in the house. Consequently, any glimmer of happiness had drawn Snape like a moth to a flame, oblivious to the risk of being burned. If he was sure of one thing, Lily had burned him badly and he had been careful not to let anyone get as close again.
But he knew that Hermione had already infiltrated his defences, and he also knew that he stood no chance. Inviting her into his personal rooms was foolish, but it was late and her potions would need tending overnight. And the witch had to eat, something that she often forgot in the midst of her brewing. Eating in his office no longer seemed appropriate and so he had asked her to dine with him tonight. She would be the only other person to have entered his rooms but Dumbledore.
'Are you ready Hermione?' he asked, savouring the sound of her name as he spoke. She looked up with a smile and caught his eye, and another little part of his heart was lost.
'Just let me set my timer.' Hermione cast her charm and then quickly walked to where he was waiting, pulling off her brewing robes as she went. Snape pushed the door a little wider and waved her through in front of him, and as she passed him he couldn't help but inhale the scent of her shampoo. Vanilla and patchouli, but of course he had known it would be. He closed his eyes and let the aroma wash over him, and when he looked up again he couldn't help chuckling to himself.
'This place is amazing!' She exclaimed.
Snape felt ridiculously pleased. He was proud of his rooms, which did not resemble a bat cave as some assumed but were warm and cosy and very spacious. A large fireplace dominated the end wall and a brown, leather sofa sat before it. On either side of the hearth were wing-backed chairs. The one on the left was his and he often sat reading and nursing a glass of Firewhisky, wishing he could look up and still see Dumbledore in the other.
A bookcase sat along the whole length of the side wall, packed floor to ceiling in books. Snape watched, fascinated, as Hermione gravitated towards it, unpinning her hair as she went. He didn't like to think about just how glad he was she was here, or the urge her felt to run his fingers through her loosened curls. He just lived in the moment, because joy like this was usually temporary where he was concerned.
***
Hermione pushed her plate away and patted her stomach. The meal had been lovely, and as she watched Snape across the table, toying with the stem of his wine glass, she realised she had never seen him quite so relaxed. She hadn't known he would be such good company, but the conversation had flowed from a discussion about work to the latest novel he was reading.
'We should do this more often,' she said softly.
'If we did we would both be as fat as fools,' he said with a chuckle.
'That's true, too. But chicken casserole is one of my favourites. My Mum used to cook it for me.' Hermione reached for her pumpkin juice.
'You have no contact with your parents?' Snape raised his eyes in question and Hermione sighed.
'Not any more. They never fully understood the danger they were in simply being my parents. They were so settled in Australia until I restored their memories, but things have been strained. In fact, they don't even know that I left Ron,' she said. Hermione fought down tears with the sudden realisation that they had grown so far apart.
'You miss him?' Snape asked.
Hermione grimaced. 'Not one bit.'
'Can I ask,' Snape said cautiously. 'What happened, between you?'
Hermione looked at Snape. She had never told anyone the full extent of it, but Severus was becoming a good friend, and he was a very good listener.
'He had affairs. Lots of them, if I'm being honest, and even before we married. I should have called the wedding off, but Molly was so wrapped up in the preparations, and honestly,' she paused as she thought back, 'I thought he would change after we were married.'
'Many a woman has been deluded in such a way, I believe. My own mother said the very same thing to me once.' Snape pursed his lips and frowned.
'I kept forgiving him,' said Hermione thoughtfully. 'I still don't know why.'
'You left eventually,' Snape said quietly.
'He fell in love, I think. There was one girl he kept going back to, and then one night he didn't come home at all. I knew then that it was over, and I thought leaving him would be easy, because he didn't love me, not in the right way. But he didn't help matters.' Hermione frowned and took another sip of juice. Ron Weasley had been quick to protect his reputation and his interests and had sold his story to the Prophet before she had finished packing. It had earned him the sympathy vote, and to every witch and wizard, Hermione was to blame.
'You deserve far better, Hermione,' Snape said bitterly, and Hermione looked at him warmly, glad that she had his support but surprised at his tone. He looked away, seemingly embarrassed.
'Thank you, Severus,' she said.
Her wand started to vibrate beside her, breaking the tension. 'My potion needs attention; I should go.' She stood and fixed her hair, and Severus walked her to the door of the lab.
'Thank you for the meal, and for listening.' She smiled at him as he gave a little bow.
Who would have thought that Snape would turn out to be such a kind man?
***
Snape decided to turn in for the night. He extinguished the candles in the sitting room and went through to his bedchamber. He untied his boots and stood them beside the wardrobe, then unbuttoned his robes and removed his trousers, leaving everything on the chair for Winky in the morning. He walked through to his bathroom and used the lavatory, then turned on the shower. He stepped under the steaming water and let his hair hang wet down his back. His entire routine was done unconsciously, because his thoughts were all of Hermione Granger.
His hands drifted to his crotch and he cupped his balls gently, his fingertips playing lightly across the taught skin. His other hand gripped his lengthening shaft, and he pulled the skin over the head of his cock with firm, assured strokes. He closed his eyes and pictured Hermione's mouth as it would look if poised to take him, and what noises she would make if he was pushing himself between her moist, pouting lips. He grunted as his fantasy took hold, and squeezed his cock tighter. His hand began to move quickly as he pictured his mouth on her pussy, his tongue darting between her folds, sweat on her brow as she came apart beneath him, and then his cock at her entrance as he bent her over the potions counter, her skirts around her waist, begging him to fill her and fuck her and...
Snape came with a shout, spurting come over his hand and gasping at the intensity of his orgasm. He caught his breath and allowed the water from the jets above to wash away the evidence of his fantasy. He smirked to himself. This was the last time he would wank over thoughts of Hermione Granger.
His Polyjuice potion would be ready by the weekend.
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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!