Disclaimer: These Are Not My Characters or Setting, It is J.K Rowling's: D
A/N: Yes I know, long time to update…. But I got bored. Time for Snapey's POV. Sorry About the long delay though, I really didn't feel like writing.
I was barely awake, and then she awoke in my arms, she was shocked to see me. I guess I was smiling for Hermione smiled back; a smile was a very unusual thing for me to do or see. Before last night, I thought no woman would show her emotions in the presence of me. Of course I thought wrong like always. I was thinking about last night and when Hermione kissed me. It was like heaven. I was in heaven. Then all of a sudden I felt arms wrapping around my neck and I looked up to see Hermione moving on top of me, into a comfortable position.
"Luckily it is Saturday, Ms. Granger." I smirked. Hermione smiled and laid her head upon my chest.
"Well are you not going to Hogsmeade, sir?" She responded to my comment with just the same amount of sarcasm. I hugged her in response, feeling her hugging me back.
"What shall we do today Hermione?" I inquired, hoping she would not give me a know-it-all response.
"Well, Professor, I think I should go to breakfast, so not to raise suspicion of Harry and Ron, and then I can tell them that I'd rather study than go to Hogsmeade today. After they leave, I shall meet you here, all right?" She responded, I was happy that she actually didn't answer in her 'class' voice as though she were being asked about potions.
I nodded in agreement, then saying, "I will tell Minerva that I am not feeling all that well and am unable to supervise today." Minerva knew that I absolutely despised Healers, and she would tell Albus that I wasn't feeling well, which he knows that I am with the woman on top of me. "Well Hermione, we better keep up our reputations of being early for breakfast, so after you." I said.
Hermione gave me a quick kiss once again and climbed off of me. She slowly exited my rooms and I suppose she headed to the Great Hall. Before I left, I first performed a cleansing spell and brushed through my hair. I left my rooms with my cloak billowing behind me.
While I was eating, Minerva would not stop grinning at me, it was indeed starting to arouse many thoughts of mine. I suspect Albus told Minerva last night or this morning that I was going to tell Hermione my feelings, which I never did exactly. So I decided to keep to my original plan, "Minerva be aware that I am unable to supervise today due to the fact that I feel like I'm stuck in the traveling of a port key." I said simply, Minerva nodded, still grinning. I looked over to Albus with an inquiring look and he just shrugged his shoulders. I shook my head and went back to my waffles.
I looked at the Gryffindor table to find Hermione and the dimwits, Twiddle-Dee and Twiddle-Dum, just leaving. At the entrance to the hall, I saw Hermione going a different way than the dimwits. I got up and left before Minerva could tell me more about her pixies and cheese class. I walked to my office and surprisingly met Hermione already there. "I expected you to take a shower first..." I commented to her quickness.
"I was going to, but I didn't want to miss out on being with you." Hermione responded innocently.
"How romantic." Sarcasm was my specialty. Hermione smiled at my comment. We went into my office and to the door which led to my rooms. I sat down on my couch before asking, "Shall we pick up where we left off then?"
Hermione was one step ahead of me, for right in the middle of my question; Hermione was on my lap, her hands exploring my torso. I allowed this without a second thought and wrapped my arms around her beautiful waist.
"Hermione, I love you." I murmured, I slowly kissed her, and she gladly accepted it. In no time the kiss was passionate, our tongues entwined and our hands exploring each other. Slowly I removed Hermione's shirt. Before we knew it, we were both naked and still kissing each other. I knew then that after today, our lives would be different. And so the changing of our lives begun and it was completely exhilarating.
It was about midday and somehow Hermione and I were now on my bed. Hermione was asleep and I was watching her, then my attention was drawn towards the only wrong thing about this, I looked at my forearm. I indeed did not want that Mark to be there. The idea of me being a Death Eater was disgusting, but I was young and stupid when I got it, now I use it for good. Even though I was feeling disgusted with myself, I drifted off into a good sleep, hoping that my Dark Mark would disappear forever.
A/N: Yes, it is finished. I am sorry if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes, and I am sorry that I took so long to update... don't hurt me. Now I kept this as clean as possible without ruining the story line in my head... I will try to update sooner, but I have been busy and it is hard to write stories like this at school.
Teh Munchkin