CHAPTER 3:

In the Gryffindor common room Hermione and Ron sat by the fire.

Ron: Do you want to go to the astronomy tower tonight? We could bring some food and a blanket, look at the stars?

Hermione: That sounds lovely. But Ron, we can't let anything happen. You know that.

Ron: I know Hermione. We are waiting. I'm ok with that. I love you no matter how slow we go. Its you I love, not your body.

Hermione put her head on Ron's shoulder. She was happy he was so patient with her.

Ron: Would you tell me why? Ive know you forever, you can trust me.

Hermione: I know I can Ron, its just so personal. I haven't even told Harry.

Ron: Why would you tell Harry.

Hermione: He is my best friend, we tell each other everything.

Ron: Does he tell you about Ginny?

Hermione: Honestly Ronald, do you really want me to answer that?

Ron: No…I Guess not. But please tell me my love, I would never judge you.

Hermione: Ive been so focused on school my whole life. I guess when I was finally old enough to be ready, one thing after another came up and it never happened. First it was Voldemort's return, next the Slug Club took up all my time…and after that, destroying all those Horcruxs . I wanted to…with Krum, but something in the back of my mind told me not to.

Ron: I understand. But what are you afraid of?

Hermione: I lost my whole life last year. My parents don't remember who I am. I lost friends. You lost your brother. We lost Dumbledoor. I guess ….Im just scared Ill lose you too.

Ron embraced Hermione as she started tearing up.

Ron: Im not going anywhere Hermione, you know that. You know how I feel about you.

Hermione: I know I know! But after all we have been through, Im scared to let someone in. Something bad always happens.

They sat in silence while Ron hugged Hermione tightly. Together they watched the fire until it was time for bed. Ron walked Hermione to her door, kissed her goodnight and then disappeared into the boy's wings.

Hermione dreamed of Ron. Him touching her bare body, entering her untouched sex. His hands brushed through her hair. He leaned in to kiss her. Their lips touched in sync, moving to the same rhythm. Hermione reached up to brush her fingers through his hair, it had grown in length, it was practically touching her chest as they continued kissing. She pulled away to reveal Professor Snape looking down at her, clutching her body, pulling her in closer.

Hermione woke up in a panic. Had she just dreamed about her Professor?! She brushed it off as stress and went back to sleep. A dreamless sleep.

In class the next day Hermione sat all the way in the back to avoid any unwanted insulting comments from Snape. He instructed them to make a batch of Felix Felicis…or Liquid Luck as it was commonly know by. Hermione was halfway through when she felt the Professor behind her, studying her work.

Snape: Not the worst Granger. As you were.

Snape made his way back to his desk, eyeing the witch carefully. There was something different today. She was quiet. She didn't answer any of the questions he addressed the class with. Usually her hand was the first one up. Snape promised himself he wouldn't use Legimency again. Not since Voldemort had forced him to teach it to death eaters. But he couldn't help it. He dove deep into Hermione's mind without her knowing. He saw her dream. He saw himself making love to her. He saw her awe in fantastic ecstasy. He looked further. He listened to the conversation between her and Ron by the fireplace. The Professor was shocked. Hermione, was untouched. Pure. A virgin. He couldn't believe it. She had been with the Weasley boy for almost 6 months, and nothing?

Hermione looked up, noticing the Professor staring at her. Snape quickly looked away, but peered back…locking eyes with the young student. Both quickly went back to their business.