The Burning Pen

TWICE BITTEN
by Ruth Solomon

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CHAPTER 27

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JKR. All situations are mine. No $$$ is being made from this fanfic.
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Chapter 27 ~ Both Barrels

“Maybe I should do something to get detention with Snape tonight too, Hermione,” Ron said with concern on his face.

He had gotten past what happened between Snape and her, but he didn’t like the fact that she was going to be alone with him tonight.

”Or maybe we can slip in with Harry’s Invisibility cloak,” Ron added. “You don’t know what that git’s going to try on you. He might even rape you.”

Hermione snorted.

”I don’t think he’s willing to go to Azkaban to get me back for sending him sailing,” Hermione said. “Besides I’ll have my wand. If he tries anything, it’ll probably be to seduce me with the intentions of pounding me into the floorboards or something.”

Both Harry and Ron flinched at this image and looked at Hermione doubtfully.

“It’s not going to work!” she snapped at them.

Harry wasn’t sure about that. Snape had been quite sure that he knew what Hermione liked sexually, and since he’d had at her more than once, he was probably right. If he was good at seduction, Hermione just might get that pounding.

“Well, we’ll know it worked if you come back to Gryffindor tower looking as if you’ve been riding a hippogriff for a week,” Ron said.

”I’ll be walking fine,” Hermione said, standing up. “Now I’ve got to go to detention, which is decidedly unfair since he said we could hex him. Believe me, I’m going to say something about that.”

“Want us to walk you down?” Harry asked Hermione, rising.

”No, that’s all right. I’m a big witch now, Harry. I can handle it. I’ll see you when I get back,” she said, kissing Harry on the cheek as Ron looked a bit jealous. Hermione no longer showed him little signs of affection like that. He thought it had something to do with the former virgins.

”See you later, Ron,” Hermione said, exiting the Common Room.

”Bye,” Ron said sullenly. Then he turned to Harry.

”I still think we should get your cloak and follow her,” the wizard said.

Harry shook his head.

”No. She says she can handle it. Just let it go, Ron,” the boy-who-lived replied.

Ron folded his arms and sank down deeper in the chair.

Snape better not fuck up. Just because he and Hermione weren’t together it didn’t mean Ron didn’t care about her. Because he did. Deeply.

He’d duel a thousand Snapes to protect her.

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”I’m here,” Hermione announced curtly as she entered the DADA classroom, stalking up the center aisle.

Snape was sitting at his desk, grading papers.

”Good. Go sit down someplace until I finish my marking,” he snapped at her.

Hermione scowled at him, then took the first desk in the first row, staring daggers at him until his quill slowed and he looked up with an irritated look on his face.

”Miss Granger, I can give you a rag and have you dust my pickled creatures,” he said to her. “Stop staring at me. It’s annoying.”

”Serving detention with you is what’s annoying,” Hermione snapped back at him. “I shouldn’t even be here. You said we could hex you. That’s what I did.”

”No, that’s not what you did. You hexed me several times when only one hex was sufficient. You purposely attacked me with malice and ill intent,” he responded. “First you sent the wave, which sufficiently ended the spell . . .”

”That’s bullshit. You were going to hex me again. I saw you point your wand at me. I just got the drop on you. I wasn’t on the ground yet so I knew you wouldn’t hesitate,” Hermione said.

”Five points from Gryffindor for language, Miss Granger,” Snape said, “I am your Professor and I will be treated with the respect due me.”

”If I were to treat you with the respect due you, I’d be adding slop to your sty,” Hermione stated coldly.

Snape stood up, his eyes glinting.

”I will not be addressed in such a manner by a STUDENT!” he roared at her, stalking over to the desk and towering over Hermione, who stood up and poked him in the chest with her finger.

”I’m not addressing you as a student. I’m addressing you as the person you blackmailed into helping you by turning my friends into vampires. I’m addressing you as the person you used to figure out what you couldn’t. I'm speaking to you as the person who provided her blood in order to keep you from killing people. I’m speaking to you as the person who faced down a vampire and risked her life so you could get a shot at destroying the thing. Most of all I’m speaking to you as the person whose virginity you took, whose body you marked and as the person you dumped the moment you were restored. How can you not see how fucking reprehensible you are? How you don’t deserve even a thimbleful of my respect? You are a truly horrible person, Severus Snape and I’m sorry I ever spread my legs for you,” Hermione hissed.

Then, finally . . . the dam broke and she began to cry. She hadn’t cried about any of this, but now that she’d let out how she felt, she couldn’t help herself.

Snape stared at Hermione, realizing how much he had used her. The wizard had never been that much on conscience, and was used to using those around him as tools to work toward his own ends. It was standard Snape. Up to this point, no one had ever taken him to task for it. It was . . . unsettling.

Snape reached inside his robes and pulled out a handkerchief, offering it to the sobbing witch.

”Here, take this,” he said.

Hermione slapped his hand away.

”I don’t want anything from you,” she sobbed, “I just want to go. I can’t stand the sight of you right now. Maybe you’re right . . . I do need to grow up and I’m not handling this right, but I can’t help how I feel that you are the most terrible person on earth and I HATE YOU!”

Hermione ran out of the DADA classroom, sobbing, Snape staring after her, stunned.

Hm. Maybe he should have approached the question of his continued involvement with Hermione a bit differently.

It was going to be very difficult to get back into the knickers of a witch that hated him.

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