Moments

A series of 100-word-drabbles that came to me while I was revising for my physics exam. Each titled after a part of the AS level "forces and motion" module. Not all of them are connected to each other. None of them are HBP or DH compliant.

Tension

Severus and Hermione were sitting in his lab, discussing their current project.

"I have been doing this a lot long than you and I know what I am talking about."

"But the mistletoe would act as a catalyst for the…"

"No! It would cause the whole lot to turn into a meaningless cauldron of slime." Their voices were rising.

"Why won't you listen to me?"

"Because I have been doing this for years. I…"

"You are in no way open to my ideas!"

"Impudent woman…"

"Evil bastard."

Their lips pressed together heatedly.

"Why did I marry you?"

"You love me."

Work

Hermione sat at her desk, back to a bubbling cauldron. "Damn forms," she said, stretching her back. "The ingredient isn't even dangerous and…" A knock at the door.

"Severus!" She exclaimed, happily pressing her lips to his.

"You need to get out of this lab soon," he said, taking the cauldron off of the heat and casting a stasis charm.

"And where are we going?"

"Out to lunch," he replied, pulling her to him, Apparating them both to the restaurant.

Returning to her desk, Hermione was in a much better mood, smile on her face. Her back was better too.

Power

The first potions class of the year was always interesting to Hermione and her final year was no different. Snape's speech was incredibly dramatic. She always got lost in it, but so far he had never noticed. He'd go on in his low, soft voice, intimidating a majority of the school, but she always admired it. It got everyone paying attention in an incredibly dangerous environment yet there was something else in that speech she admired. He hadn't noticed her yet, but that changed this year.

"Detention, Granger, for not paying attention."

She'd get to see him tonight, after all.

Acceleration

The beginning of the summer after her final year had been boring. That was until Snape had spent time at Grimmauld Place and they struck up a conversation. They had spent increasing amounts of time together. The end of summer came and soon it was time for them both to return to Hogwarts – him to teach and her to apprentice with McGonagall. He invited her to his rooms on several occasions. Slowly, their relationship progressed. Brushing hands, kissing cheeks and then lips. One night, however, the progression sped up. In that one night, the entire dynamic of their relationship changed.

Pressure

"You're insane, Hermione. It's Snape."

"Yes, Ron, I had noticed that."

"When? When you were sleeping together?" Harry yelled.

"Potter! You will keep a civil tongue in your head. Hermione wished to inform you of our relationship. I however, wished to proceed without telling you."

"How long have you been sneaking around? Lying to us all?"

"Long enough to know that I love him."

"Merlin, Hermione! When you come to your senses you're going to regret this! End it, before you do something stupid!"

"Like what? Get engaged? Too late, Potter. So act like idiots, it doesn't matter to us."

Energy

"Beautiful," he muttered into her hair. He pressed his lips to hers, pulled her closer to his body and pulled blankets over their bodies. Hours had passed since she had come to Hogwarts, most of that spent worshipping each other's bodies.

So tired now. But their time together was too precious to be wasted by sleeping. His arms around her and their legs entwined, he said the words he had been trying to say for too long, but had been too scared to say. He quietly murmured it to her.

"Hmm?" She enquired, having not heard him.

"I love you."

Motive Force

Why?

It was the question he had been asking himself all night. Why?

He wasn't attractive, he wasn't rich. He wasn't nice to most of the people who knew him. So why then would she want to be with him?

Of course, they had the most incredible conversations – but intellectual stimulation couldn't be enough for a relationship, could it? He didn't know why she stayed with him. He guessed that it was just one of those things he'd never know.

"Coming to bed, Severus?" She asked, standing naked in the doorway to his bedroom.

There was always that, he supposed.

A/N What do you all think? You've read it, so review it! Tell me which was your favourite and any way I can improve (it's the first time I've written something like this). In case you're wondering - according to word count they are all 100 words exactly.