Snape, Snape, Severus Snape
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Bewitch the Mind and Ensnare the Senses by alex244
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
09 Apr 2026
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“You know,” Granger observes innocently, twirling her champagne flute by the stem. “Now that the speeches are over, nobody would notice if we slipped away.” A perfect arched eyebrow and a provocative little sip of champagne, as if he needed the reminder that the last thing she swallowed was a throatload of his cum.
Merlin, she’s intoxicating when she’s challenging him, teasing him. Playful, unafraid, in a way nobody’s ever been, with shy, sullen, bitter, Death Eater-turned-war hero Severus Snape. His cock pipes up, impudently, to register its interest in how this conversation is proceeding.
Her other eyebrow comes up to meet its partner.
Severus knows that look; it’s the one that says Hermione Granger has smelled blood. Like the most unrepentant of seductive vampires, and he knows that he’s utterly fucked, in every sense.
Severus is bored and snarkily morose at yet another interminable post-war celebration feast. Luckily, Hermione, sitting next to him at the Hogwarts High Table, is a master of... distractions of the most pleasant kind.
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- Part 1 of Snape, Snape, Severus Snape
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“Of course. The potion,” Snape repeats, still pinning her with his gaze. “By all means, Miss Granger, examine your cauldron.”
It’s bubbling on the far side of the room, Hermione can just hear it, over the thumping of her heart. Doesn’t move.
Can’t move. Doesn’t want to.
It’s as though a Time Turner’s shattered, and the seconds have stopped ticking; Hermione would swear that the superheated air between them is quivering. And then Snape's hands come to rest at her waist, thumbs circling over the notches of her hip bones, elegant long fingers splaying out across her lower back.
She shouldn’t. She really, really shouldn’t want this-
She arches into his touch.
Hermione sneaks down to the Potions dungeons, late at night. Snape is there, waiting.
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- Part 2 of Snape, Snape, Severus Snape
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“Pillory of Pleasure?” she can barely bring herself to ask.
“It captures-" Snape pauses- “witches in need of… release, and binds them until they find it."
In the silence that follows – every molecule in her body cringing – Hermione thinks that it’s a cruel joke that both of them have, improbably, survived the war when, right now, she’d give a hundred horcruxes for a dark wizard to appear and hex her into oblivion.
“Can’t you stop it?” she asks, desperately.
“No, Miss Granger. This-" reverently stroking the wood of the frame- “is old magic.”
Hermione’s read enough of the Restricted Section of the library to know that that means blood or sex. And, with the way her luck seems to be going this evening, it won’t be the former.
Hermione finds herself in a magical bind. One that only Severus Snape's fingers can... release.
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- Part 3 of Snape, Snape, Severus Snape