A/N: so wrist now in a cast and it's actually easier to type, woop. So in celebration yet another update for you lovely readers to enjoy.
It was a quarter to midnight when Minerva awoke unsure of the strange feeling resting against her back. Shifting slightly in order to ease the tingling in her arm she noticed this was not the only unusual thing, an arm was wrapped around her possessively, and she could feel breath against her neck. Remembering very little of what had happened after the battle she reluctantly turned round to look at her protector.
She could not have been more shocked at the identity of the person holding her. The shock did not come from the fact that the person was so young, that they were female or that she could not remember how she had reached the situation, but at the fact that it felt the most natural of places she had ever been. Looking at the relaxed sleeping form of Hermione she couldn't stop the smile that tugged at her lips. This sleeping beauty had obviously held her through the night easing the pain of the previous years. She could get used to this.
Slowly raising her hand to the young woman's face she painstakingly slowly moved her bushy hair from her face to behind her ear. Hermione let out a soft sigh and tightened her arms around the older witch.
In a moment Minerva would in future put down to complete loss of sanity she lowered her head, eyes focused on the slightly parted lips of Hermione and tentatively touched hers to them, closing her eyes in bliss. Even though the touch was light and intended to be brief, the electric pulse that shot through Minerva caused a sharp intake of breath. Then the kiss was deepening, the pressure increasing and a tongue lightly running over her bottom lip. Minerva's eyes snapped open and she was looking into the dark brown pools of need of Hermione Granger.
A/N: I know it is again short but at least it's an update, right? There may be another this evening although most likely tomorrow.