Affection

Summary: A little moment between Hermione and Severus as they read in Grimmauld Place.

Rating: T

Word Count: 450

Genre: General/ Romance

Status: Complete

A/N:

Slight Fluff ;)

Hope you like it! It's just a one- shot that popped into my head as I probably won't be updating any other stories this week cause of finals. I love reviews btw!

There were so many people crammed into Grimmauld place, it was constant arguments, bumping into each other, and noise. Everyone was going stir crazy, and the only time the house seemed calm was when the sun went down, so Hermione had taken to the library in the dark quiet.

This was how Severus found her, laid out on the couch in the muggle pajamas she prefered, little bluebell lights around her book causing her face to have a slight bluish tint. Silent as a shadow, he sat in the armchair across from the loveseat she occupied and conjuered light of his own and sat to finishing his own novel.

"Hello, Professor," she said quietly after a few minutes, glancing up to him with curved lips.

His own locked onto her's, nodding slightly, "Hermione."

He continued to watch her as her eyes slide back down, his gaze roaming over her exposed shoulders covered only by thin white camisole, over bare legs, and to the green fuzzy socks she insisted on wearing. His eyes then slid back up her face haloed by large curls to see her eyelashes fluttering in front of closed lids. He smiled faintly, for these past few weeks their silent company of one another ended this same way.

Putting his book aside, he stood, going to her and scooping her up in his arms. Even in her sleep she was responsive to him as she wrapped her's around his neck loosely. Walking her to her and Ginerva's room, he gently laid her utop her bed, and doesn't quite get to the door as he feels a hand grab hold of his hand. Turning, he finds her to be sleepily blinking at him, and then stares at her small form as she wraps her small arms around his torso.

A minute goes by, and he is still staring down at her as she looks up to him.

"That's not how you do it," she says quietly trying not to wake Ginny, and seeing how his arms are hovering in the air. Grabbing them herself, she wraps them around her back, and doesn't let go until he untenses and reciprocates. She smiles up to him, "We'll work on it."

He blinks down at her sleepy form, her unruly hair obscuring her face, running the back of his hand across her cheek which she then tried to nuzzle it.

This was new.

A/N: Thanks for reading!