As Hermione Granger begins a new journey, she unlocks feelings of lust, submission and pain, while discovering an new attraction she can't deny. And as they share more then their love of academics, professor and student - realize something beautiful...
So sleep soundly in your beds tonight For judgement falls upon you at first light I'm the vengeful one (Look inside and see what you're becoming) In the blackest moments of a dying world What have you become (Look inside and see what you're becoming) ~Disturbed
It was snowing, heavily again - as Hermione Granger – the brightest witch of age - climbed the grand staircase in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardly. She was as excited as she was nervous for her meeting in the room of Requirement. Had it only been a few days, previous that she'd returned to school in the middle of a blizzard. Had it only been three days – since she'd found herself in Narcissa Blacks presence?
Three days since she'd held her hand? Even if it was accidental? Hermione smiled almost dreamily
She tired to ignore the memory of the sway of her hips or the memorizing sound of her voice – her red lips – her long blond hair.
It was Wednesday January 6th 1999 and five months and twenty five days until graduation, Hermione knew.
She was only to ready to begin her research - today was the beginning of it all.
She'd hurried through her lunch. Mostly without conversation with her best friend Ginny Weasly
As she had limited time to meet her professor, she was rushing to the room of Requirement on her afternoon break. She only had two hours. But it was better then nothing – she told herself.
Learning all 'Cissy' had to offer on Time Turners – was to be the most thrilling work Hermione had ever begun.
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"And how do you like your tea Hermione,' Narcissa asked, almost shyly 'I trust it's to your likening?"
"Oh yes very much, professor ....umm...Cissy' she whispered, biting her lip.
Narcissa nodded approvingly, placing her cup delicately – atop the table beside her winged backed chair.
"I'm so glad – Hermione, we could meet so soon." Here Narcissa paused 'we have so much research to go through,' she indicated the books, she'd put together on the table by the window. "I'm honestly not sure where to begin."
Hermione, longingly looked at the stakes of books.
Narcissa smirked.
"We'll get there Hermione,' she said softly.
Hermione, lost herself in the way, Narcissa's voice was both gentle and proper.
