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"I want to meet the host," Hermione growled angrily and the house elf nodded.
"Your Highness, Besuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch!" Shouted the house elf and shortly afterwards a magician appeared in a black suit, white shirt and black tie.

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"Get out of pee."
"Pipsi!"
"Anyway; get out of here!" The man growled again and Hermione's voice sounded familiar, when the man turned to Hermione, she realized that he was quite attractive. He had a strict face, a perfect nose, deep black eyes and there was nothing else to complain about. His long hair was tied up at the back, only one strand tickled his chin. It smelled of something pleasant that Hermione couldn't place.
"Miss Granger, what an honor!" He said mockingly, Hermione pondered, who the hell was that?
"May I come in ... Count?"
"No."
"Please?" Hermione was confused, what kind of rude count was that?
"No, you can't come in! What do you want?" He asked irritably.
"I want to talk to you when it's convenient!" She hissed back and pushed past him inside. The man tried his best to stop her, but it didn't work. Especially since he tried to touch her as little as possible.
As soon as she was inside he started shouting:
"How dare you just walk in here? How badly do you have to be brought up to be so cheeky?""Sorry!" Hermione snarled back. "But you have the politeness of a flubberworm, you can't tell me what politeness is."
Hermione turned around so she could make an impressive exit and clicked the handle. Nothing happened, a little panicked she tried to open the door again but nothing happened again, someone growled behind her, for a moment she had forgotten that she was not alone.
"Open the damn door!"
"Believe me, Miss Omniscient, if I could I would throw you out myself, but unfortunately, unfortunately I am not able to!"
His face was contorted with anger, somehow it reminded her of someone, but she couldn't get hold of the thought.
"And why not?"
"Because this damn lock is enchanted!" He yelled back.
"I hear you that way too, you don't have to scream."
The man growled again and closed his eyes, briefly rubbed the bridge of his nose as if he had a headache, then opened his eyes again.
"I inherited this house, had I known that it was not an inheritance but a prison!" He growled disgruntled
"How am I supposed to understand that?" Hermione asked confused, rolling his eyes extremely annoyed and then mumbling:
"What do I know ...", then he continued loudly: "Since I entered it I can only open the door but not step outside. I assume that since you can't even open the door you won't either outside. "
Hermione didn't want to believe it, it just wasn't true! Now she was trapped here with this ... person! Great! But first it might be important to know who that was, after all, he seemed to know her and she didn't like it when he had an advantage.
"Who are you? You look so familiar to me ...", she asked and could hardly avoid a suspicious undertone.The man took a few steps towards her and then bent down over her, she could look straight into his black eyes.
"I do hope so, Miss Granger, I taught her for 6 years!"
"Prof- Professor Snape?" She squeaked in shock and Snape looked at her with a satisfied grin.
"Count Prince.", He corrected with relish.
"But- but they look very different. Muggle clothes, short hair and their nose ..." He leaned closer to her.
"Well Miss Granger, people change." With these words he turned around and went up the stairs, when he noticed that she wasn't following him, he said over his shoulder.
"I've already explored the house, I'll give you the only open room. If you would follow me now."
Hermione nodded and followed. Only when they arrived did he speak to them.
"Well, my room is right next to hers.", He pointed to the room to the left of the door they were standing in front of
"Unfortunately I couldn't figure out how to open the other rooms yet. Besides these two there is only one bathroom.", He pointed to Hermione's right, "the open kitchen, dining room and salon, all of which are located in the basement. In each one Both of our rooms also have a shower cubicle and a toilet. "
Hermione nodded again and he said, "There'll be food in half an hour, just come to the stairs, I'll show you the dining room."
He disappeared into his room.

Hermione looked around the room, it was heavy wooden furniture and in the middle was a large four-poster bed, everything was done in mahogany and bourdeaux. Hermione also explored the shower and toilet, the door of which was behind the large closet. After she came back she went to the closet and opened it. There were long, beautiful clothes in it, all of them ancient.
Hermione took the first one out, it was dark red and very heavy, she looked out, no, it was too hot.She took out the next one, white and frilled but light enough for a summer day like this. Hermione hung it up again, she would put it on tomorrow, now she looked at the clock, she had wasted half an hour looking at the room, she put her cloak on the bed and went out. She went down the stairs to find Snape standing there, one hand in the pocket of his pants, with the other hand holding a book. He noticed her presence through her high-heeled shoes, he looked up.
He reached out a hand politely and helped her down the last few steps. Then he let go of her and led the way.
"Should I call her Graf?" She asked, just to initiate a conversation.
"You can kiss me, I guess we'll be stuck here for a while."
Hermione nodded.
"You can do that too."
Severus held the door open for her.

The meal passed quite calmly, only with dessert and after Hermione had looked at the dining room enough, she spoke to him again.

"And have you ... I mean you ... have you already figured out exactly what the curse looks like?"
"The house elf isn't really of any help ..." Snape began with a glare in the direction of a door that was probably the kitchen.
"But I hope your arrival has opened other rooms, if you want we can look around together. I've already asked a little bit on the first floor, but unfortunately all are closed there. Shall we go?"
"Sure.", Hermione replied and took another bite, actually she wanted to add that she would be out of here all the faster, but she preferred not to. 'In the end he decides to end the curse by murdering ...' she thought with a sideways glance at the dark man.

After dinner, Snape led the way, he walked past the kitchen and through the drawing room, Hermione followed. He stopped in front of a door, inhaled and exhaled, then put his hand on the handle and pushed through.Nothing happened.

A vein began to throb on Snape 's temple and Hermione remembered that this vein had pulsed once when Neville had ravaged half the dungeon with an explosion. So Hermione hurried past him and put her hand on the handle in turn. Now her hand was on his, together they pressed and the door opened!

Hermione grinned at Snape and walked past him. At first glance, she stopped dead in place. A huge library stretched out in front of her, she was blown away. Hermione looked at the many old books in complete delight until she was ripped out of her thoughts. Snape crashed right into her.

"Can't you pay attention?" Both asked at the same time and glared at each other.
Ignoring each other, they looked around.
"Look here! Maybe we'll find something about the curse here!" Hermione said, leafing through an old book with yellowed margins.
Snape was there immediately, looking over her shoulder at the book.

"I'm sure we'll find something about it here, the library is huge too," he said, reading quietly and Hermione shivered. He was standing right behind her, reading the book over her shoulder.

Hermione stood looking at some imaginary point on the floor while Snape stood behind her and read. Completely frozen, she felt his body heat and his breath that lightly brushed her neck. Inside her the feeling of having to lean back spread out. Just to touch it once, to feel it.

But she was torn from her thoughts again, because Snape reached past her and snatched the book from her hand.

"I'll keep looking in here, you can take another one.", He said, still reading and destroying the magic of the moment.
Hermione handed him the book and he walked down a row of shelves towards a large wooden table.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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