THE DORM ROOM

Hermione pushed Ron away, as he hovered over her shoulder, as she tried to read, "Stop breathing down my neck."

"What's the matter with you, Mione?" Ron looked at the woman comfused, "I thought you liked me."

"As a brother, nothing more," She looked at him, to show she was serious. Sure she had, had a crush on him in her second, and third year, until after Viktor Krum, when she realized Ron wasn't the only boy in the school, she could date.She realized it had been his family, that she actually loved, and Ron, because he was part of the family. They all showed one another respect, when her family lived two life's. One life they were the happy, all about there family, kind of family, tender words, small gesturs, such as a kiss on the forehead, the cheek, and little hugs. That was the life that there patients had always seen, the 'Happily ever after life'. The second life was far more surreal, drinking every night, argueing, beating, and the most recent, rape, the night her father raped her, the first time. She still woke up in cold sweats, because of that. Her mother hadn't done anything, holding a bottle of beer in one hand, sitting in the arm chair, as her husband took there daughters innocents, corruction giving that 'Witch' what she deserved. At least that is what her father had told his wife, after Hermione had passed out after being forced upon. They didn't see there daughter like a daughter anymore, she was a witch, not one of them. He did that whenever she came hom for the summer, and that was the last time he would touch her, because when she graduated, she would be an adult in the Magic World, not needing to return to the muggle word .

Then there was Proffesor Snape, a.k.a: Severus.

FLASHBACK

He had found her crying under the steps, a couple weeks after she returned for her final year, trying to read the book in her lap, but the tears kept fogging her site. She didn't know about the other persons pressence, as she focused on the tear streaked pages of the book. He had never seen her cry, come to think about it, she hadn't been hanging around the Dunderhead friends, 'thought they were a set,' he mused. What he saw next, was what called him to her, she reached between the pages, pulling a flat metal object, then set the book back down and ran the object across her arm, where she had many other cuts, some new, some faded. This was what caused him to kneel in front of one of the smartest students, he ever taught.

She looked at him, shocked at his sudden pressence, she automatically pulled her sweater sleeve down, covering her recent act, "Proffesor?"

"What is the meaning of this?" He reached for her arm, and pulled up her sleeve, taking another look, "Why would you do this to yourself?"

She pulled her arm back, and stood up glaring at the man, "What, kind of wished I just finished myself, one less dunderhead to teach?" she reached down for her book, only to have it fall from her hand, by the sudden push against the wall fo the staircase, she looked at her Proffesor, frightened, pained, her mind tossed the images of her last time she had been in a similar situation with her father, those times she had hoped to bleed out of her memmory, she glared at him again, "You plan to take me, like they took me!"

'They?' He stared at her, releasing the hold he didn't know he had on her arms, "Miss Granger, you can not bleed memmories out," he said in a low whisper, as he reached down and took her book, finding it wasn't really a book, but just charmed to appear like one, he looked at her, as tears ran down her cheeks, "I will be taking this with me."

She looked at him for a moment, as she rubbed where his hands had been gripping her arms before, "Proffesor, you are a marvelous actor," she mockingly clapped her hands, "Bravo," she took a step closer to him, "I see the way you watch me in your classroom, the Quidditch Games, and the Great Hall, I have seen that look plenty before."

He pulled a strand of her long curls, and tucked it behind her ear, causing her to tense at his touch, he looked at her, "Miss Granger, Hermione, I am not one to lie, so trust my words, I will only take you, when, and if you are ready," he took a step back, "I have watched you, your magic ability, your knowledge of potions, your mind is far more mature then what your age is. I known some of the brightest Potion Masters, beside myself, that you are close to measuring up to, if you haven't already."

Hermione looked at the man in front of her, "How could my own father do that to me, and my mother just sit a watch?" She fell back to the floor and cried into her lap. 'Where the hell did that come from?' She asked herself.

He once again knelt down in front of her, "Hermione, they are Muggles, they do not understand people like us."

"I am really stupid, I mean, I could had used my magic on my father, but-"

'You knew if you used it outside of school, you would not had been allowed to return to school, or the Magic World," he took her arm gently, and pulled her sleeve up once again, mumbled a spell, and watched as most her scars dissapeared, he looked at the two that hadn't, "Did you use magic to cut yourself?"

She shook her head, "No, Viktor did this," she had no idea why she just admited these things to him.

He ran his finger along the scars, "Whe-"

"After he had to swim to save me, you know that one contest, of the Tri-Wizard Triamphalan, later that night after he saved me, we started making out, he tried to go farther with me, I said no, he didn't listen, I kicked him between the legs, and then he said something, next thing I know is my arm was stinging, then next morning I woke up naked, and with these scars," She covered her mouth, hoping not to share anything else with her Proffesor.

"That bloody prick, taking advantage of someone when they are unconscius," He looked at her, "Hermione, I know what it is like, to feel helpless, and trapped, I felt that way most of my life, I am not lieing when I say, I know what your going through," he stood to his feet, his trademark scowl returning, "I am looking for an apprentice, and you are the one to recieve the highest marks in my class, so I thought maybe you would want to take me up on my offer," he reached his hand out, to help her to her own feet.

"I would like that," She said smiling as she got back to her feet.

"Very well, I will see you at seven tomorrow evening," He released her hand, and walked towards his office.

END OF FLASHBACK

THREE MONTHS LATER

They had both felt the connection, and the energy they felt whenever, they were together was getting harder, and harder for either oneo of them to ignore. He wanted her, just as much as she wanted him. Maybe it wasn't really the act of want, but the feal of needing one another that finally drove them into one anothers arms that night.

"Shit!" Hermione swear, something she had picked up from the Potion Master in the last three months, she put he finger in her mouth, after accidently slicing a small piece off.

Severus looked behind him, at where she was, "Are you alright, Hermione?"

She nodded her head, as she continued to suck the blood from her finger, "Well this batch isn't any good now, since I have my blood on it."

The Potion Master, hurried to look at her hand, he gently pulled it to see what was wrong, "Welcome to the world, of a Potion Master," he teased before mumbling a healing spell.

Her cheeks turned red, "I forgot about that spell," she looked down at the table, then back I him, "I am sorry, I will buy you some more, I know how expensive it could be."

"It's alright, Hermione," He said another spell, causing for it to be clean, "I have papers to grade, you could be dismissed now, anyway."

"Great, I really must had been bad, if you are coming up with an excuse to get rid of me," She went to gather her book, bag, but was stopped, when Severus pulled her to him.

"You have no idea what you do to me, Hermione," He growled into her ear.

She looked at him, into his hungry eyes, "Proffesor?"

"I really do have papers to grade, if you would like to stay, you could," He leaned in, and kissed her forehead.

She closed her eyes, at the gentle gesture, and smiled, "I would like that."

"There is actually a parchment, I thought you might be interested in reading," He lead her over to where his desk was, as she came beside him, he pointed to the parchment he was talking to he about, "Tell me your opinion."

She leaned against his desk, and tried to read, she could feel his warm rich breath against her neck.

He leaned over her small frame, as she was leaning over his desk, he felt his member tighten against his pants, and hoped she couldn't feel the reaction she had on him.

She jumped a little, when she felt him, against her lower back.

He tensed, when he felt her jump, "Maybe you should go, Her-"

She suddenly reached her arms behind her, pulling his face down, so there lips could meet, "I don't want to go," she gasped.

"I don't want you to go either," He slid his arm around her waist, and started deepening the kiss.

"Then we agree, I am staying right here," She let out a soft moan, when he tugged at her ear, with his teeth.

"It is agreed," He slid one hand under the sweater she wear, and another underneath the mini skirt,

She threw her head back into his shoulder, when she felt his hand rubing in between her legs, "Severus?"

"I am not going to hurt you?" He pulled down her knickers, and slid his trousers down to his knees, along with his silk black briefs.

She gripped the desk, as he entered from behind her.

He grasped her hips, pulling her closer to him, letting her to feel all of his manhood.

Her moans, and whimpers were addictive, making him want her even more.

He kissed her neck, as he leaned them both into his chair, and she used the arms of the chair, for suppot nowt.

She reached an arm behind her, pulling his face close enough for them to explore one anothers moutsh with therehungry tongues.

He loved the way she tasted, the way she felt, and everything she did for him.

She let out a big moan inside his mouth, as he filled her with his seed.

He watched as she straigtened her skirt and blouse, as he zipped his trousers.

She smiled at him, as she pulled her book bag over her shoulder, "Proffessor Snape," she gave a polite gester, before leaving his office.

His trademark scrowl returned to his face, showing no emotion, "Miss Granger, good evening."

She started back down the hall, to her dorms, "I love that, Man."

He returned to his papers on his desk, smirking to himself, "I love that, Witch."

THREE MONTHS LATER

Severus studied the Gryffendor Table, searching for Hermione, on the way to the head table. He noticed she wasn't with her two best friend, "Whrere is He-Miss Granger, Potter?"

Harry looked nervously at the Potion Master, "Sir," he looked down at his plate, "She passed out during DADA, she's with Madame Pomfrey."

Severus nodded, making his way back to The Head Table, sitting next to Proffesor Tonks, and Proffesor Lupin.

"There sending her home," Tonks whispered to Lupin.

"What?" Lupin looked at he woman surprised.

"She's pregnant, and apparently they do not want a pregnant witch on there hand," Tonks sighed, "She is one of my dearest friends, so smart, such a shame."

"Can't she just get rid of the child?" Lupin asked, not really likeing his own idea.

"Madame Pomfrey, tried giving her a potion to do so, but Hermione-" Tonks jumped, at the sound of the chair next to her crashing to the floor, and Snape running out of the Great Hall.

After running from the Great Hall, to the Hospital Wing, from there to the Head Girl room, to finally find her sitting by the lake, he was simply out of breath, and didn't even notice her at first, as he tried to catch his breath, then he heard her soft voice.

She was sitting out by the lake, taking one last look at the lake, she gently rubbed her stomach, "I should had known better, then to not eat something, if I didn't pass out, then no one would had known about you. We still would had lived here at school, graduate, and have a nice home in the Magic World."

"Hermione," Severus slowly made his way to the woman, "Are you alright?"

She jumped then relaxed when she saw it was Severus, "I thought you were in the great hall?"

He looked at her, then at the hand, which conrinued to rub her stomach, "Hermione?"

She dropped her hand to her side, "They're sending me home," she began to cry into her hands.

"You're not going home," Severus hurried to her side, and pulled her into his arms, "You, and the child are staying here with me."

She violently shook her head, "I can't do that to you, they'll fire you, if they knew what we did," she tried to push herself out of his chest, "You are a very respected Potions Master, and I don't want them to show anything less the respect, because of us having sex."

"We never had sex, Hermione," He cupped her chin in one had, ad his other arm wrapped around her waiste, "Those hours together, they two of us, we always made love. Sex is for those, who don't appreciate, love, respect, and honor one another, so we never had sex."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, as his lips met hers, "They will fire you, when they learned what we did."

OOOOOO

Harry, Ron, and Ginny had finished eating there dinner, and had decided to go look for there friend, "Lupin said the Hermione is pregnant, and they are sending her home."

"I didn't even know she was dating anyone, and why isn't the guy going to be in trouble to?" Ron was still eating the bread, that he took with him, as they headed towards the lake.

"Apparently she doesn't want the guy to get in trouble, so she told Pomfrey that she didn't remember the name," Harry answered as he startedto open the double doors, and head outside.

Ginny stopped them, "What if it's Viktors baby, maybe we should tell-"

"Where have you been Ginny, remember he hurt her, they were only together one time, and she didn't even want to be with him like he forced her to be," Harry almost screamed it out, with a guilty consciouse, he had been the one to find her that night, where they kept all the owls. His face softened, "Sorry ginny, you should just think, before you suggest things."

Ron wrapped his arm around his sister, "He just really hurt her, Gin, and being her best friends, seeing her hurt like that had hurt us," looked at Harry, "Shall we continue?"

"Potter, Weasley's?" Dumbledore came through the double door, where the three had planned to exit, he didn't have the cheerful spark in his eyes, "How are you three?"

"Why are you throwing Hermione out of schoo?" Ron crossed his arm in front of his chest.

"Have you seen her, I discovered the most upsetting news," Dumbledore ignored Ron's question, much to worried about the imformation he had recieved earlier that day.

FLASHBACK

Madame Pomfrey was in Albus's office, when one of the Ministry workers appeared in his fireplace, she didn't notice the third person, "We will arrange for Miss Granger's parents to pick her up, tommorrow morning."

"That won't be neccessary," The Ministry made himself known, he looked at Albus, "I hace some hard news, three of your students, families bodies have been discovered, houses burned down, no one survived."

"Who are the three?" Gasped Madame Pomfrey, already knowing at least one of, whom the guy was talking about.

The Ministry Worker looked down at the parchment in his hand, "Misters Colin, and Dennis Creevey, and Miss Hermione Granger."

Madame Pomfrey gasped, as she looked at Dumbledore, "What are we going to do?"

"Tell the students," Dumbledore gave his thanks to the Ministry Worker, watching him leave, then looked at the other woman, "You go collect the Creevey brothers, and I will find Hermione, we will arrange a home for her here Miss Pomfrey, we can't send her back home, because she has lost her only family."

Madame Pomfrey nodded, "Yes Headmaster," she pressed a handkerchief to her cheek, as she tried to dry her tears.

END OF FLASHBACk

Harry knew it had to be bad, if Albus's eyes didn't sparkle as usual, "We were going to go to the lake, and see if she was there, if you want to join us."

"You three go to you rooms, I want to talk to her alone," Albus pointed up the stairs, as he watched three unhappy Gryffindors walk off.

All three paused, as the double door opened.

"Hermione?" Ginny screached as her friend came into view, with the Potions Master.

"Snape?!" Both Harry, and Ron gasped.

Hermione looked at her friends, "Hello guys, Ginny."

Albus noticed, along with the other three students, Severus's arm wrapped around Hermione's shoulder, "Miss Granger, we need to talk."

Severus raised his hand, "Proffesor, I am the one responsible for Hermione's condition, and I want her to stay with me."

"We will discuss that matter, another time," Albus gently laid a hand on the young girls shoulder, "We-"

"Proffesor, I have the Creevey brothers, shall we go to you office now?" Madame Pomfrey stood behind Albus, with a hand on each of the boys shoulder.

Albus nodded, "Hermione, if you and Proffesor Snape, will please follow me into my office," he noticed Harry, and the other two Weasleys, start to follow, "Miss Granger will fill you in, if she see's fit. Go back to your room, or I will remove house points myself."

Once the Creevey brothers, Herrmione, were seated, with Severus kneeling beside Hermione's seat, and Ponfrey resting her hands still on the Creevey brother shoulder, Albus took his seat at the head of the desk, staring at his students.

"Did I do something wrong?" Collin was the first to ask.

Albus gave the boy a gentle look, "No. The Department Of Minstry, has brought to my attention, that your parents house has beem burned down, and you parents were inside it, they didn't survive."

Dennis had started crying before the headmaster even finished his sentence, followed by Collin.

Hermione quickly pulled out of her chair, and went to wrap her arms around the two younger boys, "It's alright, you still have each other, right?"

Collin forced a smiled, "I know," he burried his head in the older students shoulder.

"Miss Granger, dear, you're parents died in a fire as well," Madame Promfrey patted the young girls shoulder.

Hermione looked at the woman, unphased, "Sorry if I have no sympathy for myself, I knew I was included in in on the 'your parents' bit, when the Headmaster broke the news to us," she went back to comforting the younger students, she looked at the Headmaster, "Sir, if there isn't anything else to say, I would very much so like to take the boys back to there dorms."

Albus nodded, "Yes my dear, that will be nice of you, but I will need to talk to you when you are finished with them," he stood and went around to where his students were, "If you boys, or you Miss Granger ever need to talk, then feel free to come to my office."

Severus stared at the Headmaster, "I am going to walk them to there dorm, then I will return with Hermione," he lead the two boys, and the Hermione out of the office.

Madame Pomfrey looked at Albus, as the girl left, "Why wouldn't she cry?"

"I for once, do not know," Albus went, and stood by his window.

"I am needed back at the Hospital Wing, I will see you in the morning," Madame Pomfrey apperated out of the office.