The Bat of the Dungeons and the Angel of the Towers

Disclaimer: I absolutely, positively, for surely, do NOT own anything Harry Potter, unless of course you count posters, blankets, and various items of that sort. J.K. Rowling is the brilliant mastermind behind it all. I own nothing.

Hermione and Severus are having feelings. What they do with those feelings is up to me. Lol. One Shot. HG/SS. My first fanfic EVER!

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Hermione walked around the school grounds contemplating on whether or not she should tell him how she felt. Should she tell him or should she keep it a secret, like she had for almost a year now? She knew she loved him; it was just a matter of him loving her.

She sank down by a tree next to the lake and sighed, no, she would not tell him. He would just laugh in her face or sneer if she told him, and she didn't need that sort of humiliation right now.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her, and when they stopped she turned around and was surprised at who it was, for it was the very man she had been thinking about not a moment ago. Severus Snape was looking right at her, staring deeply into her chocolate brown eyes. She couldn't break away; her eyes lost in those never ending black orbs.

"Severus" she whispered, "I…." she never got to finish her sentence for at that moment Severus had captured her lips with his own.

"I love you" he said, "I finally realized that without you, my life would be forever incomplete."

"I love you too!" and she kissed him, over and over again.

If anyone at that moment had seen those two they would have thought they had gone mad. The bat of the dungeons and the angel of the towers, together forever, nothing could have been more perfect.