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Chapter 6 ~ Considerations
Hermione danced back from the thrown golem, smiling broadly. She had flipped it! This was a first for her. She was getting better at fighting it. The golem got up off the ground and brushed itself off. It looked at Hermione, scowling. Suddenly the golem charged her, knocking the witch to the ground and pinning her arms above her head. Damn it. She should have been paying more attention rather than gloating. The golem had done this before and she had never managed to break its hold or throw it off. She always had to end the simulation and restart.
The witch tried to throw the golem off. It just held her, looking down at her with a smirk on its face. She didn’t know if golems retained memories, but it seemed like this one knew it had her. Its body lay stretched out on hers, and suddenly, she was aware of the hardness and leanness of the form through its robes. Was this how Severus actually was built? Suddenly Hermione felt very vulnerable under the golem as she looked up at it. The golem looked down at her, and its expression changed, the black eyes taking on a heated look.
Hermione watched as the golem lowered its head, and pressed its warm lips to hers. Horrified, she began to struggle, but the golem continued to hold her down, moving its mouth against hers sensuously. Suddenly, Hermione was kissing the golem back, feeling a rush of heat wash over her body. The ROR created golems that were fully functional, and this one was showing distinct physical signs of arousal. The golem deepened the kiss, slipping its tongue into the witch’s mouth and possessing her. Hermione found herself surrendering as delicious feelings began to bubble through her. The golem started to move against her, its hard body pressing into her. It was when she felt its erection grinding between her thighs that she panicked.
“End simulation!” she gasped against its mouth. Suddenly, the golem was gone and Hermione was left lying on the ground, her breasts heaving, her entire body tingling. She was flushed and disoriented. Merlin’s balls. What the hell just happened? Was she almost fucked by Severus Snape’s golem? She got up off the ground, looking flushed and out of sorts. The exit door appeared and she ran for it, throwing it open and jetting through.
Severus stood holding the tree he had been hiding behind, trying to process the scene he had just witnessed. Judging by Hermione’s reaction and quick departure, the scenario he just witnessed between his golem and the witch had never happened before.
The still disillusioned Potions Master walked towards the door, opened it and exited the ROR. He walked slowly up the stairs, his black eyes shifting back and forth as the image of the golem kissing Hermione and Hermione kissing it back filled his mind. She had responded to his double, quite heatedly too. The kiss had quickly escalated and the golem was definitely pressing into the witch’s body before she ended the simulation. She looked extremely excited, flushed and confused. She also looked quite aroused and shocked at herself.
Severus exited the cellar and mounted the stairs leading to the second floor. He walked down the hall and paused for a moment outside of Hermione’s room, looking at it quizzically. Then he continued on to his room, wondering if she had run all the way back to the safety of her bed and was now hiding under her sheets, terrified by her own reactions. As he divestoed his clothing, Severus’ mind turned back to what Kingsley had said earlier about Hermione probably being attracted to him because of how easily he got to her. Well, he had just witnessed proof that she was more than attracted. She had surrendered to the golem’s kiss. It was the first time Severus had seen Hermione Granger surrender or submit to anything.
For all intents and purposes, that golem was Severus’ double. If she surrendered to it, it was just as if she had surrendered to him. He found the idea of the fiery Gryffindor witch’s surrender quite arousing. For the first time, he allowed himself to look at Hermione as a woman of potential interest. She was smart, beautiful, tough and challenging. She was also very intelligent. And from what he had seen tonight, very passionate.
Severus climbed into his bed, again with an erection…larger than the first one. But this time he knew why he had it and who had inspired it. Maybe Kingsley had a point…maybe he shouldn’t be fighting her. Maybe there was another more pleasurable way to deal with Miss Hermione Granger.
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Hermione sat in her bed with her knees drawn up to her chin, still in her training clothing. The Severus golem had kissed her and she had responded. The golem was programmed to fight like Severus. Did it also kiss like him? Move like him? She shuddered at the remembrance and began to try to figure out why the golem kissed her in the first place.
The purpose of the Room of Requirement was to create possible scenarios. Although it was used for training, the room was not limited to training scenarios. The way the room operated was to divine the needs of the person utilizing it, and produce a scenario tailored to that particular individual, providing as many possibilities as possible.
The ROR must have incorporated the new possibility of Hermione’s secret attraction to the Potions Master when it created the golem, and when the opportunity arose for exploration of this possible attraction, the golem had acted. One of two things could have happened. She would have either been repulsed or aroused. And it had been the latter. In a matter of minutes the ROR confirmed to Hermione the truth of what Tonks had said. She really was attracted, physically attracted to Severus Snape. This was terrible. The world had just ended.
What was she supposed to do now? The minute she saw Severus the golem’s kiss was going to pop up in her head, along with the question whether the real Potions Master could make her feel the same way if he kissed her. Even now her body was reacting to the memory of the golem’s warm lips on hers, kissing her, tasting her. She could almost feel the weight of its body, and how wantonly she welcomed it before realizing what the contact was leading to and breaking the simulation
Hermione hadn’t had feelings like this since Sergio. But she had a feeling that if Severus had a sexual interest in her, it wouldn’t end up quite the same way. Severus was a mature wizard. Even though he didn’t seem to have dealings with women currently, she was sure he must have at one time or another in his life. For the first time, she allowed herself to think about Severus as a man. He was commanding, confident and sure of himself. He was also quite precise, meticulous and thorough whenever he focused on a task. What would he be like if he was focused on her? She shuddered again, but it was a delicious kind of shudder that rippled through her, and pooled in a place it shouldn’t have.
Oh, this was just great. She had a thing for a man who hated her guts. She couldn’t even imagine trying to make goo-goo eyes at the man. He would probably tell her she needed to get her eyes checked. Besides, she wasn’t one for goo-goo eyes. The truth was, she had no idea how to get a man’s attention. Sergio had put the moves on her. She had never been in the position to pursue a man. And Severus was not an ordinary man. She couldn’t say two words to him without a row breaking out.
There was only one thing to do. Avoid him and suppress this urge. Now that she knew she was really was attracted to the wizard, she could work on breaking that attraction. A witch with a mind as strong as hers should be able to tame those urges. It was simply mind over matter. There was enough to dislike about Severus to make this possible over time. Yes, this was the solution. She would apply her logic and her restraint, and kill this dragon named Desire, before it burned her up completely.
And no more Room of Requirement.
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A/N: Ok. So now we have Severus thinking, “Hey maybe I should go for this.” And then there’s Hermione thinking, “I’ve got to stay away from this man.” Ooh, sounds perfect for an aggressive pursuit by the Potions Master. Yummy. Please review.
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