Disclaimer: I don’t own anything from the Harry Potter world; J.K. Rowling does. No copyright infringement is intended; I am only borrowing these characters.
When Professor Granger arrived at Hogwarts, bright and resourceful, Snape’s carefully contained existence shuddered, as if lightning struck.
Hermione sensed in him a seething storm, but responded to his sarcasm with lightning quick wit.
Snape thought darkly and longingly about her as he paced his chambers, robes rippling as if by storm front.
Hermione dreamed of duelling fiercely with Snape, waking flushed… frustrated.
Snape and Hermione met in a quiet corridor one day, feelings surging.
The skies above Hogwarts turned black-tinged violet.
Exasperated, Hogwarts opened a wall to reveal a bedroom.
The storm came as they made love, passion welcomed.