Chapter 3 - The Headmaster's Office

A/N: Wow! Thank you all so much for the follows and reviews over the last few days. I have been truly overwhelmed by the response. Thank you to a guest reviewer who PM'd me some very helpful advice on formatting and writing. I really appreciate it. I work in Finance, so believe me when I say the last time I wrote anything fictional would have been ten years ago in high school.

This chapter is from the POV of our sexy Headmaster himself. There's also some lemony flashbacks for your enjoyment. Please let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its characters, nor do I profit off them. The plot is my own.

Severus Snape was in the Headmaster's office pacing. Pacing and running his fingers through his thick raven hair, his self-doubt and cynicism tormenting him per usual. Had his speech gone over well? He had buy-in from the staff. The last two weeks of daily staff meetings and curriculum changes had been productive. Draco and Hermione agreed with his plans for the eighth-year students, but his situation was still a precarious one.

Public opinion of him oscillated daily. The Ministry had declared him a war hero and awarded him the Order of Merlin, First Class, but the Daily Prophet still proclaimed him a Death Eater and the cold-blooded murderer of Albus Dumbledore. The memories he had given Potter had been used in the Wizengamot trials to prove his innocence and were now available for public fodder, which he fucking hated. While he could ignore the press, or treat them with absolute disdain, it did make his job more difficult. Parents owled daily questioning his position and the changes he wanted to implement. Many threatened to send their children abroad.

Gods, there was just so much to do and not enough hours in the day. He wondered how he juggled teaching, Head of House duties, brewing for Poppy and his role as a spy and double agent for 20 years. The rebuilding of the castle had been completed the night before, he and Minerva had re-structured class schedules and approved student timetables and curriculums had been revised and updated. However, he still had to send the final headcounts and final budgets to the Board of Governors tonight, and he had to go over this lessons plans for tomorrow. Just his luck that he'd still be teaching this year.

After the war, there was such a shortage of qualified wizards. No aurors could be spared with Death Eaters still on the run and the Dementors removed from Azkaban, so Severus was forced to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts for the foreseeable future. At least he had replaced Charity Burbage and finally exorcised Binns from the castle. Then there was the fact that Horace wanted to retire again at the end of this year. He had only convinced him to stay on because he couldn't bloody well be Headmaster, D.A.D.A. professor and Potions Master.

With so much on his plate, he wondered, not for the first time, why he hadn't just handed in his resignation once he'd recovered from Nagini's attack. Severus thought he deserved a break after the last 20 years of spying and fighting in wars. He was now independently wealthy. Kingsley had released the Prince fortune to him; he had some money bequeathed to him from Albus; and a pension from his Order of Merlin. He could be on a damn beach in Greece, researching Eastern potion making in China, or just living a peaceful life on his newly inherited French estate gardening and brewing.

Severus sighed and looked up at Dumbledore's sleeping portrait. He knew why he hadn't resigned. He still had a duty to 'the greater good'. He needed to help maintain peace, create unity, restore Slytherin house's honour, and not let last year be his legacy to the school.

Then there was Hermione Granger, his bushy-haired, bright-eyed, know-it-all. If he had left Scotland, he wouldn't have her. He smiled, not a sardonic, dungeon bat smile, but a real genuine smile that reached his eyes, just thinking about yesterday.

Hermione was assisting Madam Pomfrey with inventory in the infirmary when Severus walked in.

"Miss Granger, I require your assistance this evening," he drawled.

"Of course Headmaster, what I can do for you?" Hermione looked up at him curiously.

"Professors Flitwick and McGonagall have completed transfiguring the ceiling in the Great Hall. However, it is only the Headmaster who may bewitch it. I would appreciate your assistance in the matter."

"Oh yes, sir! That would be wonderful", Hermione was practically bouncing. Severus gave her a half smile and rolled his eyes at her excitement.

They walked from the Hospital Wing to the Great Hall. Severus looked around to make sure they were alone when he locked and warded the door wandlessly. He grabbed Hermione around the waist and pulled her into a deep kiss, and she moaned against his lips.

She pulled away and wiggled her eyebrows at him "Needed assistance bewitching the ceiling hmmm?"

"Well, I may have had some ulterior motives," he replied, "Now, what would you like to see my dear?"

She thought for a minute, and her eyes lit up.

"Oh! How about the Perseid meteor shower? We missed it a couple of weeks ago because you had meetings in London with the Board of Governors."

"As you wish."

With that, Severus pulled out his ebony wand and pointed it at the ceiling, reciting the incantation for the protean charm while walking the length of the hall. While he focused on the ceiling, Hermione transfigured part of the floor into a patch of soft grass and summoned a large quilt. When he was finished, Severus returned to her, kissed her chastely on the lips and extinguished the majority of the candles, leaving the faintest glow in the Great Hall. They laid down on the blanket, Hermione's head on Severus' chest, staring up at the meteor shower. Hermione was mesmerised. She kept pointing up at the shooting stars, oohing and awwing, while Severus alternated between staring at the ceiling and her. She was truly captivating.

After an hour, Severus started kissing Hermione's neck. His left hand on her hip began ghosting up her side before stroking her breast. Hermione sighed contentedly, and he began nipping and sucking at her neck and tugging at her nipples. Hermione rolled over until she was on top of him straddling him. Severus' hands slipped under her t-shirt kneading her breasts while she began grinding his growing erection. Hermione's head lolled back as she moaned in pleasure. Severus' right hand left her breast and was behind her head, pulling her down to him bruising her lips with a searing kiss. Her lips parted, and he plunged her mouth with his tongue.

Hermione began to fumble with the buttons of his frock coat when Severus realised where they were. He sat up suddenly. Hermione threw her hands around his neck and legs around his waist as he stood up in a fluid motion. Wandlessly and non-verbally he banished the blanket and transfigured the grass back to stone flooring. The ceiling could wait until tomorrow. He clutched her at the waist and apparated back to his chambers.

In the Headmaster's private chambers, Severus strode into his bedroom and deposited Hermione onto the bed.

"What do you want me to do Mina?' Tell me.'

'I want - you know what I want Sev. Christ. Hurry up!'

Not needing to be told twice, Severus wandlessly divested them of their clothing. As he covered her body with his own, their eyes locked together and he could only think she was the most beautiful woman in the world with her pile of long bushy hair splayed out on his pillow surrounding her like a halo. He kissed her deeply, bruising her plump, rosy lips. He trailed down her neck and collarbone with light kisses and nips of his teeth. He palmed her soft breasts while kissing the valley between them. He could feel his growing erection pressed against the curve of her hip as he slid down her body kissing every inch of her he could reach. Eventually, his hands reached her soft, rounded hips. Hermione parted her thighs as he nestled his body in between them. Hermione groaned and lifted her hips as he flicked her clit with his tongue.

"Mina, love, you are so wet for me." He moaned, parting her lips with his fingers so he could see her dripping arousal.

He licked up her slit drinking in her sweet nectar. Hermione's hands grasped her hair, holding him to her as he continued to pleasure her. He slipped two fingers inside her and started sucking her engorged clit vigorously. Hermione began thrusting her hips at the sensation, her breathing becoming erratic. Severus, grinding his hips into the bed as he delighted in her pleasure.

He was intoxicated and aroused by the sounds she was making and the scent and taste of her arousal. Once term began the next day, he was not sure how often he would get to experience the pure joy of making love to his woman, so he needed to be the sole source of her ecstasy at this moment. He curled his fingers, hitting her g-spot deep inside of her, knowing this would drive her over the edge. His thumb replaced his mouth on her clit as he rubbed the sensitive nub.

"Come for me Mina", he growled. "I want to feel you come around me. I want to hear your pleasure."

He felt her tighten around his fingers as she screamed out "Severus! Oh, God. Oh, Fuck!"

Her back arched off the mattress and she twisted and thrashed in delight. He slowed his movements, watching her ride the waves of her orgasm in awe of her.

"God, you are magnificent", he whispered in her ear. He held her close as her orgasm subsided.

"Sev," she panted breathlessly, "I want you now."

Severus resumed his position above Hermione and kissed her so that she could taste her musky scent. He felt her hands grasp his shoulders, as he guided his throbbing cock into her. After the summer together, he still wasn't used to the sensations of her tight, pulsing, wet pussy. He slowly pulled out before sinking back into her. Over and over he would slowly pull out and sink back in, driving himself crazy as his cock thickened and throbbed. He wanted to go faster, to feel his release, but he wanted this to last forever. He wanted to stay buried inside Hermione forever. Finally, Hermione began to grow impatient and wrapped her legs around his hips, digging her heels into his tight arse.

She looked up at him with exasperated amber eyes. "Severus. Fuck me. Now."

He complied, quickening his pace. Soon his was thrusting with abandon, Hermione encouraging him with shouts of "Yes! Harder, faster, Sev, make me come." He felt her tighten around him as she came with a low guttural moan. Looking down at her was his undoing. With a loud roar, he felt himself tightening, spilling his release into her.

Panting, he fell on the mattress behind her and pulled her close to him. He nuzzled her hair and sighed. "You are incredible my witch."

She rolled over to face him, cupping his cheek and giving him a chaste kiss on the lips. "Good night Severus."

"Good night Mina." He kissed her forehead and held her close. Sleep came quickly as they were both sated and exhausted.

The next morning Severus woke up to the sun shining through his bedroom window. Hermione's arms and legs draped over him, her hair covering their faces. He looked at the clock on his bedside table and saw that it was 8 o'clock. She had to be at Kings Cross in 2 and a half hours to assist with boarding the Hogwarts Express.

He kissed her and rubbed her arms gently to rouse her from her sleep. "Hermione, love, it is time to wake up."

She shook her head and grumbled "No. Classes start tomorrow. Let me sleep."

He chuckled and shook her "True, but you, have to be in London in just over 2 hours."

"2 hours... I can sleep for at least another 30 then..."

"Oh", said Severus slyly, "I thought we could do something else for 30 minutes."

Hermione was suddenly feeling more awake. She rolled over to her other side and wiggled her bottom against Severus' morning erection. He cursed and groaned as she giggled. Severus pulled her to him tightly. One hand on her breasts, tugging at her nipples, while the other rub her clit. Hermione responded by grinding her tight bum against his cock. When she was ready for him, glistening with her arousal, Severus entered her from behind. With shallow thrusts, he made love to her, drawing out their pleasure, until finally, they came together.

Hermione turned to face him, kissing him lightly, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. "I'm going to miss waking up with you every morning."

"As will I. However, we will come up with a plan to see each other and spend time together in secret. We both have full diaries this term. You have your N.E.W.T.s to study for, Head Girl duties and friends to spend time with. I have to teach D.A.D.A. on top of my duties as Headmaster. We will get through it. It is only four months until we can spend the Christmas holidays on my estate in France."

He kissed her deeply and slowly one last time before playfully spanking her bottom and saying "Now! You must floo to your room to get ready for the day. You have to be in London in an hour!"

She kissed him one last time and said: "I will see you this evening at the feast, Headmaster." She winked playfully before entering the floo and shouting "Hermione Granger's Chambers."

Shaking himself out of his reverie, he cast a quick tempus charm. Seeing it was half past one in the morning, Severus decided to abandon his work for the night and try to get some sleep before classes in the morning. He began to ascend the stairs to his chambers when he heard pounding fists and shouting outside his office door.