Christmas the Hogwarts Way

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As Hermione walked around the corridor, she held her hands together to relieve herself from the cold night. Inspecting the corridors in the dead of winter was one of the tiring parts of teaching at Hogwarts, especially when inspecting the basement. He said that Snape had in mind the idea of ​​wasting her time off.

She walked up the stairs to her quarters. But instead I bumped into someone.

"Professor Snape!" Hermione cried out in shock, instantly moving back from him. She tried to back away as far as she could until some force stopped her.

A queasy feeling rose in her stomach and she looked up at the wall of the room. who said that her assumption was “mistletoe”

“Will you kiss me?” she asked, trying to avoid her eyes.

Severus looked up at the mistletoe overhead before looking at her again. before speaking dryly “I must decline.”

“Are you really going to stand here all night?” She asked, raising her eyebrows curiously. It was only 10:00 p.m.

Severus crossed his arms over his chest and answered her. “Just two more hours, I think I can bear it, of course.. if you don't make me so annoying that I have to hold myself to death first.”

“Then that's good,” she replied coldly. “Because I don't plan on killing anyone tonight either.”

Hermione sat down first. She could no longer hold her balance, but not for long. He sat down accordingly.

"I thought you weren't tired anymore," she teased him.

“Yes.. I'm tired.”

“Then just get us out of here,” she challenged him.

“I really don't want to listen to your conversation.”

“I really want to talk to you,” she replied sarcastically and continued. “Why don't you kiss me until we're done and then we can get out of this cold weather?”

"The question is, Miss Granger, why don't you start first?"

“Ha ha..” she said with a laugh, “Very funny, Master.”

“Am I too disgusting for you?” he asked in a serious tone.

She lowered her head and shook her head. “I was the one who told you to kiss me first. It should be obvious. That I don't feel disgusted.” Her expression was clearly red, making him unable to help but wonder if there might be something more to what she said.

She continued to speak. Answering his next question that was on his mind before he even said it. “I was always taught that it was the man's duty to make the first move. It may seem a bit old-fashioned, but I won't change my mind.”

"I don't want her to change."

Hermione's watch rang. A reminder that it's 11:00 PM and only an hour away.

The cold was stronger than before. She could feel that the shirt she was wearing was starting to help and was so cold she thought her blood might freeze.

“It's too bad that the person who created this spell forgot to consider that people could freeze to death here,” she complained.

“I don't think anyone will wait until the end of the day like the two of us,” he replied.

“Then... I bet the two of us wouldn't have thought of being under this mistletoe together,” she said with a laugh. Her smile made him laugh softly.

Severus noticed that she was starting to become impatient with the cold. He then took off his cloak and handed it to Hermione.

“Here,” he said, “you will stop shaking like this pitifully.”

"nevermind I can't take it,” she replied, pushing the cloth away. "You'd be cold if I brought it."

He held the hand that was pushing her cloth down and used the other hand to wrap the cloth around her shoulders.

"She might forget.. I'm so used to living in the basement that you need it more than me. "Hermione"

She smiled.. shyly and held his hand tighter.

"thank you"

He felt something in her eyes. Her smile...he told her the story of his first year teaching here. And she cried over the story he told.

“Can you tell me more?” she said, wiping away her own tears.

He was afraid of her curiosity to know about him, he had never revealed his private things to anyone before. But not even two hours had passed before she knew more about him than anyone else he had ever known. And what about him? He knew that now she was no longer just that annoying smart girl to him. That's right, he just realized it too.

“And when Cinderella came up the stairs All eyes were on her,” said Hermione charmingly. They had been telling stories to pass the time for a while and now she was telling him Muggle gossip.

“Why does everyone have to look at you?” he interrupted. “She shouldn't be that beautiful.”

“Do you still want to listen?” she asked, giving him a quiet look.

He stared back defiantly but continued. "I mean..why aren't Muggles so creative?"

“But this story was inspired by a magician!”

Then she continued.

“And he moved closer to her. And the clock struck midnight,” she said in a soft voice.

And soon the sound of the clock sounded. Signaling the time of the new day, her eyes moved to look at him. Shocked that he still hadn't moved.

“So what next?” he asked, his eyes still staring into her eyes, not moving anywhere.

“And he kissed her,” she whispered.

With that she closed her eyes and Severus' lips moved to hers in a soft but powerful kiss. She felt his hands cup her face and she leaned towards him, unconscious of his touch. But unfortunately..the party will eventually end.

“Why didn't you do it when it was necessary?” she asked him as he withdrew from her.

He was silent for a moment. Consider the answer carefully.

And finally, “On the other hand I waited for the spell to run out in order to know how necessary it was for me.”

Hermione was stunned by his words. “You know that, right? You said that you wanted to kiss me and that you had thought about it before.”

“I was very aware of what I was doing. And I mean every word,” he said, still looking straight.

However, Those words melted her heart and she smiled warmly at him.

“Kiss me again,” she said.

Severus lightly brushed his fingers against her cheek and rested her chin in his hand. and carefully kissed her once more

Her lips were soft, full, and sweet, and he held her tightly, afraid that this moment would end. And she will leave him forever. This is the most beautiful dream that occurs upon waking.

And suddenly, footsteps became clear towards them, Minerva was looking for them.

“So what now?” she whispered, leaning into him.

"I think we should tell the truth," Severus muttered, inhaling the scent of her hair.

“Is that the truth?” She was shocked that he would admit to Professor McGonagall that he had kissed the girl under Tony's mistletoe.

he laughs

“Yes, it's true,” he replied. “We were both stuck under the mistletoe and we stubbornly waited until midnight.”

“Oh…” she said and smiled.

He removed his hand from hers and kissed her one last time.

The next day, Hermione and Severus acted like nothing had happened when one of the teachers asked about the mistletoe. They just looked at each other and said, “I don't want to talk about it.”

But when night comes Severus found himself in the same place again, leaning against the wall. Gazing at the mistletoe

"Hermione," Severus said softly. “I hope to see you here.”

Time has passed Until Christmas came, Hermione and Severus continued to kiss under the mistletoe again.

“We can't do this all the time,” she said. “What if he takes out the mistletoe? I don't want to hide.”

“I know,” he whispered through her hair.

“What must I do next?”

“I'll find a way,” he promised, “but for now, this is enough.”

She smiled uncertainly, but that's enough.

New Year's Eve has arrived. But they still couldn't find a solution. They just kept meeting at the same place. But the more time passes The harder it is to keep secrets.

Severus tried to find a way out. But the only way he could think of seemed to be to do it today.

At the teachers' party Full of music and drinks But both he and she kept their distance. Just make eye contact from time to time and when the countdown starts.

Hermione noticed that Severus was coming closer while the others were counting down, "10…9…8…"

He looked at her with eyes that were as hot as burning fire, but she still didn't understand their meaning.

“7…6…5…” He walked across the room to her.

And when “4..3…2…” he was already on her side. He reached out and touched the hair that was covering the nape of her neck.

“1!” Cheers erupted as he bent down and kissed her fiercely.

Every sound fell silent. Everyone stared at him and her. He smiled happily and said.

“Happy New Year, darling.”

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