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Severus held back from groaning the moment his feet felt the solid earth beneath them. It was far worse compared to when he was- how infuriating it is, a wizard. His body was much more sensitive now to apparating, not that I would be able to do that again. He hated the fact that now he was a Muggle- just like his filthy, muggle father. He stared at the house which was now under his ownership. He flung the witch's arm away from him before he dragged his feet to his new house.

His left hand searched for his wand- right no wand. Severus slowly turned his head to see Hermione smirking with a key dangling from her right hand.

She giggled while she approached where he stood, "Severus, you're going to have to start using the key. You'll find it helpful to get inside your house." Severus? First she makes me a muggle and now she calls me Severus. What's next?

"Severus," he repeated after her in a deep voice as he snapped the key out of her slim hands.

"That's your name isn't it," she retorted.

He glared down at the atrocious witch, "It has always been Professor Snape."

"Except you are no longer my professor," she stood unfazed with her arms crossed, "Now will you please kindly open the door."

His chest rose and fell as he stared down at the woman with cold, steel, black eyes. He pushed the key inside and opened the wooden door. He entered the quiet, dark house quietly. His eyes looked back to see her feet following after his footsteps. He frowned before he whipped around and pushed the witch out. He immediately slammed the door shut in her face. He walked away from the door as he tossed his cloak onto the couch.

He sighed as he heard her chanting outside, "Alohomora." The door creaked opened and there she stood with her wand out.

"Nice try Professor Snape," she smirked. Irritating woman. It was gut wrenching to admit it, but he had no chance of beating Hermione at this point. He pinned her down with his eyes in the dark as she crept inside his new place.

"And quit acting as if I dumped ice water over you; you look like an angry cat," she snapped. Ludicrous, she compares me to a feline.

"Why didn't you turn on the lights," she asked. Lights?

"The house is broken that's what; it didn't turn on when I walked in the room," he growled. The Ministry of Magic wants to make my life miserable as possible.

"Um...it's not broken, sir. You use the switch to turn on the lights," she said. Switch?

Hermione's hand searched for the switch on the wall in the dark and with a *click*, there was light in the room.

"Have you never used a switch before," she asked. He never had to use the weird mechanism called a switch before; after all, in Hogwarts and all magical houses, the lights turned on when someone entered the room and vise versa, it turned off when someone left the room. He stoically stared at her while he absorbed this new information in.

"Anyhow you look absolutely filthy; how in God's name did they treat you back there," she snapped while she stared at the man before her. It was true, his lank hair had grown slightly longer and some of them were tangled. His clothes were worn, torn, and stained. His crisp white shirt had tears and some bits had turned yellow and brown. He needed a shower.

Without a word, he began his search for the bathroom. Along the hallway, he found a tiny washroom that only had a sink and a toilet. The kitchen was connected to the living room next to the front door. There was a storage room, a closet, and a guest room. He was surprised to find boxes that contained his belongings in the storage room. He realized that the house had been well furnished not that he particularly cared about the matter. He wouldn't mind if the house only had a bed, a kitchen, and a washroom.

But where is the blasted bathroom? He climbed the stairs to find his bedroom and the bathroom connected to it. He looked at the nub on the wall and switched it on. He closed his eyes for a moment as the light turned on. He entered the washroom and did the same thing again. The bathroom was fairly big with a shower, a toilet, and a sink.

He shed his shirt, pant, and boxer onto the white, tile floor. He climbed into the shower and waited for the hot water to rush out of the shower head. Nothing happened... He let out a feral growl while he climbed out of the bath tub. Severus started to search for a switch to get the damn shower working. It took him over ten minutes to find a switch of some kind, but no matter where he searched, he couldn't find one except for the one for the lights. So damn, irritating. Should I ask Granger? It's so fucking annoying to be a muggle.

He clenched his teeth as he shouted, "Granger!" He could hear her running up the staircase and his bedroom door opening. He stood outside of the tub, back to the door, while glaring at the infuriating shower.

"Severus," she called out.

"I'm in here," he replied. To his own surprise he heard the bathroom door open and Hermione Granger left the door slightly ajar behind her as she entered the bathroom.

Hermione stopped breathing as she was greeted at the sight of her ex-potion professor's bare, sinewy back. Her eyes quickly trailed downwards to see his firm globes of his arse, before he turned around. When he turned around, she was aroused by the man; he had broad shoulders; lean, sinewy body that she never expected beneath his usual thick, black cloak; thin layer of black hair covered his pale chest; and thanks to his pale skin, she could see the traces of his previous marred scars. She dared to scout lower. She saw the clump of thin, black hairs and her heart raced to see his large, darker skinned shaft. Her stomach fluttered in anticipation.

When he turned around, he hid the surprise from his face. More over he was extremely amused by her flamed face. He could see her large, brown eyes dilate and explore his body. A sly, sexy smile plastered over his face. Mhmm... it'd be fun to drive her insane. Suitable punishment for making me a muggle. That'd be entertaining to make her regret saving me and chaining herself to me.

He enclosed upon her as their distance shrunk slowly. Severus pressed one of his forearm onto the door which immediately shut the door. He used his free hand to tilt her head back onto the door while he arched his shoulder closer to the trunk of his body. Severus lowered his head which caused his long hair to cascade down to form a black curtain.

He smirked as he whispered into her ears, "My, Ms. Granger, you knew what I came to do in here and yet you still dared to enter. Did you enjoy exploring your eyes over my body?" He noticed her skin pigment turn more pink and the vein along her neck pulsing harder. His hand left her chin and slithered its way down along her neck. I was correct her heartbeat is erratic. He waited for a response, but it never came. He smiled again as he withdrew his face a bit back to stare deeply into her eyes. He rubbed his thumb slowly up and down by her neck, "You won't answer? I never expected the insufferable-know-it-all to avoid answering my question. Or will you ony answer if there's a reward? Maybe your silence means yes."

He shifted his weight on her and the arm he used to shut the door was now snaked around her waist. He pulled her closer to his body, "You loved getting points as a student so I probably should reward you." His lips trailed along her jawline and his hot tongue touched and gave a lick along her right earlobe. He smirked at the sight of her small hands hesitating either to push him away or pull him closer. Severus gave a wicked smile before he whispered in her ear, "Hermione, would you like to join me in the shower?" He watched her wet lips part and close.

His smile disappeared and froze as the doorbell rung. Hermione stammered, "Um... I sh-should probably go get that." Severus wasn't sure if he was glad he was stopped before he crossed the line or extremely annoyed that his game came to an abrupt end. Nobody visits me, so who would bloody visit me now at night? He took a step back and Hermione slipped under his arms. He chuckled darkly while watched the scarlet-faced, panting witch escape out of his chamber.


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