A/N: I think the title says it all, don't ya agree? But if that still leaves ya clueless then how about a short summery right here, k?
While doing rounds, Hermione finds herself under a mistletoe with the most UNLIKELY person there with her. Small SS/HG fluff and a snog. Hermione's POV
Snape gets Snogged for Christmas
Short One-Shot
SS/HG
It's Cristmas and every hall was filled with decorations. But it's midnight, that's after-hours and I'm doing Head Girl duty. Though I feel sorry, I have to break up the snogging couples under the mistletoe. Better me and not Snape. The couples knew it too.
They scurry at the mention of that dungeon bat's name. I completely understand them too. Who would want to run into Snape after-hours? I heard a rustle around the corner of the corridor I was in and headed over to have a look.
It was Ginny and Harry. Under a mistletoe. How cute. Sorry guys but got to break it up.
"I suggest that you break it up for tonight, Harry. Snape's on the prowl." I chided them cheerfully beind their backs.
Ginny gasped and blushed, pulling apart from Lover-Boy Harry. He looked annoyed.
"Couldn't you atleast give us a break?"
"Not if you want Snape catching you."
"She's right Harry. Lets go." Ginny reasoned. Harry frowned and nodded his head in understanding.
He grabbed Ginny's wrist and half-dragged her past me towards the Griffindor Tower. He mumbled something like: "Greasy git...not going to ruin MY Christmas..."
I giggled and walked straight ahead. But I didn't get far when I bumped into something solid.
"Oof!" I yelled out clumsily as I fell backwards onto the stone cold floor. I wanted to scold the silly ass as I angrilly brushed my robes. The only thing that stopped me from making a scene was his voice. Then I looked up. More likely, stared up.
"Watch where you're going, Miss Granger." Snape sneered, appaled at my clumsiness. He just stood there staring at me with those dark obsidian eyes. It freaked me out. I shivered.
"I-I'm sorry Professor Snape. I didn't see you." I said nervously. Snape snorted. "I thought someone with your intellect would be more careful. It's no surprise, really." He drawled. What an ass.
Suddenley I saw his hand in front of me and looked at him again. He was serious and frowning at my obvious shock. He waved his hand back and forth in front of my eyes.
"Well? Don't look so shocked, Granger. I have a heart, believe it or not." He said rather crudely. Nodding and giving him a small smile I firmly grasped his hand and was nearly lifted off my feet when Snape pulled me up.
He's that strong? There seems to be a lot hiding under those robes of his. Knock it of Hermione. Don't even think about it.
That's when I noticed it. The mistletoe Harry and Ginny had been under. Then I looked at Snape and myself. We were standing directley under it too.
I immediatley looked down, afraid I might reveal what I figured out. Wait. Why was I afraid to reveal that? Do I want to...No. Noooo. Absolutley not!
Well...It's not like the man isn't absolutely snoggable...
Ook...I did not just think that. I shook my head, unaware for a moment who stood in front of me. I opened my eyes and peeked up at Snape.
He was arching a perfect eyebrow. Probably questioning my sanity. I know I am. I glanced back at the mistletoe and back at Snape again.
Kissing Snape under a mistletoe? Is that really sane? I know it's a tradition that anyone who finds themselves under a mistletoe with another person their opposite gender, has to kiss that said person.
But snog Snape?! I glanced at Snape and saw him looking up at the green leaves and knew he was thinking the same thing.
"Do you honor this silly tradition?" He asked me suddenley, glaring coldly at the leaves. I made myself make contact with those black eyes of his as I answered.
"No."
Would you look at that? My answer came out without a croak! HA!
"Me neither."
But we didn't move away. We didn't go seperate paths and continue our prowlings through the corridors of Hogwarts. We just stood there. Frozen. That just scared me a teensy bit.
Now, I don't know what made me move closer to the Professor nor do I know why he moved even closer to me. But now our bodies were touching and our faces were incredibley close. That's when I saw every detail of his face.
His skin was pale, true, but it had a healthy glow to it. His eyes were deep and mesmerizing. His black hair went a little past his shoulders and looked shiny and smooth, not greasy and dirty like it does farther away.
His nose was elegentley curved, slightly. It didn't look like a hook at all and his lips were full, long and curving, giving him his effective trademark sneer. He wasn't ugly, like so many girls had called him. He had this dark, mysterious handsome feature nobody saw.
Inch by inch we moved closer until finally our lips met. We were snogging under a mistletoe. And you know what? On the scale of 1 to 10, I'd give him a perfect score. A definate 10. The man had a mind-blowing kiss.
Never had someone kissed me like this man right here. It was amazing! Severus Snape sure can give a girl weak knees from his kisses. He was so good. Severus's arm had slithered around my waist and his other around my shoulder, folding his fingers into my hair.
My hand had grabbed his shirt collar and the other entangled itself in his silky hair. I fought hard not to moan from the sheer pleasure of this kiss. but a few tiny ones managed to sound themselves into or mouths. I felt his lips curve up against mine. He was smirking.
His arm around my waist was the only support I had. I felt like melting into a pile of goo right on the floor. Heat rose up into my cheeks and I just knew I was as red as the Christmas decorations in this corridor.
His tongue rubbed against my mouth and I opened them, allowing entrance. Our tongues played with each other, intensifying the kiss.
I felt his hands roam my back and I arched into his touch. I, had also, sub-consiencely grabbed...brace yourself...his ass. Which surprisingly enough earned a moan out of him. After what seemed eternity, we pulled apart, gasping for air the kiss had taken away.
We were still in each other's embrace and neither made a move to tear it apart. It was like we were glued together. It felt wonderful.
"No one shall hear of this, understood Miss Granger?" He asked curtly, his voice like silk. Though he was frowning I knew through his eyes he was smiling.
And I bet 100 galleons that he was too damn smug inside and bursting to say: "How the mighty have fallen. What would Godrick Gryffindor say about one from his house snogging a Slytherin?"
He cleared his throat and repeated his question, looking a tad impatient. "Understood?"
I nodded, flashing him a toothy grin. I think the kiss made me completely bonkers. Damn you, Severus.
"Of course. Who would believe me anyway?" I giggled softly. The giggling stopped when I saw a tiny smile on his face.
"Smile more often Professor. It makes you look more handsome." I blurted out before I could stop myself. Snape arched his brow at me and smirked.
At this I blushed. You don't exactly go prancing around, kissing your Potions Master and telling him afterwards he looked sexier (though I dared not use that word outloud, thank God) when he smiled.
"Oh really? And send half the student body into the hospitle wing? I'm not so sure." Severus said in a low purr, chuckling. Wooow. He made a joke. It was funny and it made me laugh. After I stopped, I gazed into his eyes and something about his sneaky half-smile that made him totally wantable.
For that reason I wanted to snog him again. So I did (no surprise) very aggressivley.I practically attacked his lips, completely ravishing them. Now I'm positive I've lot my mind. Ironic when I used the word 'mind-blowing kiss' eh?
When we broke apart for the second time I unglued my self from his arms and removed my straying hand from his well-formed ass, (somewhat reluctantley I might add.) and bid him good night.
"Goodnight, Severus Snape." I said to him as he straightened his robes and ran his long, pale fingers through his hair. I did mess it up a lot. Then I stepped up to him, our bodies making contact again as I put my lips against his ear.
"You just got snogged for Christmas. What would Salazar Slytherin say if he saw the Head of his House snogging a Gryffindor...?" I whispered teasingly and calmly walked towards the tower.
It must have been the Griffindor bravery in me. But it was worth it.
At least I stopped him from taking away points.
A/N: This was my first HP fic and I'm practically begging u to lighten up the flames a tad. I'm not sur if it's so good. I normally write Hellsing fics. But I love HP books and after reading one SS/HG fic I got hooked. Especially on Snape. That's a loong and totally diff story so I'll leave ya to ur merciless reviews! -wink-
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