"Miss Granger. . . What happened earlier. . Should not have.. happened. You are my student and I, your .. *sigh* teacher. We both would be sent into the Muggle's world ... permanently."

"But we can't . ." Snape stopped her and said "what has happened, must be forgotten and never brought up again. It was foolish and I lost my control, which should never happen."

"But you feel the same, you feel what I feel, I am 17 years old and I can choose to do whatever I feel is right and this ... us .. feels right to me. Said Hermione.

"Like I said, does not matter what I or you feel miss Granger. It's done."

Hermione left weeping to her room, running past Ron and Harry without a word.

Days turned into weeks, she'd skip dinner just to avoid the Professor. She couldn't shake it, she wanted him, all of him and that kiss, the way he held her as she's never been held before..

During dinner, she went outside to her spot under the tree, wiping her eyes dry with her long black sleeve, which only reminded her more of Snape. She looked up and across the empty field she saw Snape standing there, arms folded and eyes glued to her. Once their eyes were locked, he turned and went inside.

The night was coming to an end as she told Ron and Harry goodnight and headed off to her room. Dark and dreary with a small lamp in the corner. She shivered once inside, as the window was open from earlier in the day, which now was a cold chill through out the room. She closed the window and sat down on her soft fluffy rug in front of her fire place. She proceeded to start a fire and quickly got up and grabbed a pillow and threw it down, she stripped down to her panties and bra and threw a hoodie on and sat back down.

Laying there she kept thinking of that kiss.. his lips locked on hers, the excitement she felt ... her hand slowly grabbed her breast and played with them. Her hand slowly made its way to her panties...

There was a knock on the door. "Who could that be this late?" She straighten her clothes and opened the door.

"Professor Snape!" Said Hermione. . She cleared her throat... "what do you want?"

He pushed his way into her room and kissed her then said "I want you Hermione, all of you, every onch."

With his breath on her neck and hands sliding around her waist she said "I thought you said this is wrong" he said "I don't care, about any of it. If I lost my job tonight I will still be the happiest man that lived." Those words were just what she needed.. she shut and locked the door and they made their way to the fire.