Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling and sadly, I am not she. If I was, Severus would be alive, Lily would not have been the love of his life and Hermione would have been!

Plot belongs to me.

Please note the M rating warning: sexual acts are mentioned within this chapter but not in great detail…however in later chapters, the language will become quite a bit more descriptive and blue

Note: writing in italics below are internal thoughts of the characters.

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The next few days to pass were relatively uneventful much to the relief of both Hermione and Severus. The pair had managed to keep out of each others way, only seeing each other briefly during the Sorting Ceremony. The Headmaster's introduction of her to the student body had been polite and professional, lacking any double entendres which succeeded in making Hermione feel exceptionally relaxed but she couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of disappointment.

I need to stop this strange attraction to Snape as soon as possible…it will be career suicide. Don't fall for the boss…just act normal and get on his tits about everything like you have done all the years you have known him! I can do that, easy! She thought as she steeled herself to ignore her increasing fancy for the black haired wizard and get on with her job.

As she was on her way to the library for some light reading one uneventful afternoon she caught sight of the Headmaster berating one of her young Gryffindor charges while his Slytherin classmate looked on in smirking glee.

"You know the rules ! No magic is to be used in this school without being in a classroom, under supervision. It is strictly forbidden to use magic on an unsuspecting student. 50 points from Gryffindor for your foolish activities and an apology to Mr. Schnell here, if you please." Snape sneered in his 'teacher' voice.

"But Sir, he threw a jelly legs jinx at me! I was just walking to Divination, I didn't hex him…I disarmed him !" The boy squirmed, obviously upset.

Snape looked at the boy in disgust, "That remains to be seen boy…"

Hermione felt rage consume her. It seemed Snape had not grown out of his favouritism of Slytherins even after the war. The smirk on the Slytherin boy's face just added to her anger.

"Eh…Headmaster?" She piped in. She almost felt a bit like that ghastly woman Umbridge "ahem hem".

Severus closed his eyes in exasperation at hearing her voice as he turned to face her, resisting the temptation of pinching the bridge of his nose to rid him of the headache he felt looming.

"Yes…Professor Granger?" His eyebrow was poised high in question.

Squaring her shoulders and jutting her chin out a few notches, she stood closer to him.

"Forgive me Headmaster but I couldn't help but hear your discussion here with Lasuse and Conan. As head of Gryffindor, can I ask Sir…did you see the incident happen?" She smiled at him sweetly knowing that he knew she was furious.

"I happened around the corner when I saw Schnell being cast with an 'expelliamus'. Is that sufficient enough for you Professor?" His tone was becoming decidedly more hostile now but Hermione ploughed on further.

"So, Mr. Woddeylove has admitted to casting an 'expelliamus' on . I believe we've established that already but what confuses me about this is… I cannot see him doing so without good reason, especially in a crowded corridor where he could have been caught… were he acting in a…mischievous manner. I believe a loss of 50 points and an apology is a bit harsh Sir when we do not have the entire story before us…especially when there are two conflicting versions of said story. Don't you agree, Sir?"

Not waiting for his answer but seeing the shocked and angry look on his face, she continued;

"I am sure after such traitorous troubles of house division and indifference during the last war, we cannot simply take the word of one student over another just because they belong to our own house. I suggest that, in this situation, both students lose ten points each and exchange an apologetic handshake. Yes, I believe that will be a much more suitable and…fair….take on this situation. Your thoughts, Headmaster?" She had calmed somewhat during her speech and she was slightly pleased at how articulate she had been throughout. It would be interesting now to see how Snape would react to her butting in.

Severus spoke through gritted teeth, "Yes, I suppose that would be sufficient. Boys, do as your Transfiguration Professor has suggested and then run along to where ever it is you are due to be. I will not tolerate such behaviour again, consider yourselves lucky this time!"

Oh no, he sneered when he said my title…perhaps I did undermine his authority. She giggled inside her head imagining him shouting "You will respect my authoritaah!" as she'd seen on South Park years ago on Sunday night when she had snuck the TV on late while her parents slept.

The boys sombrely shook hands and murmured apologies to one another before leaving for their classes.

Severus stepped closer to Hermione, his height making him slightly more imposing, "Remember Granger…I am the Headmaster of this school…"

Hermione quickly interrupted, "Well, that is handy since you no longer favour Slytherin house during these types of conflicts then, isn't it? I am sure the student body will be glad of that information once the tale of today's incident and outcome has been spread around the school. I think you handled that situation like a champion!"

Before he had a chance to answer or shout her back to him, she was gone in a flurry of bushy hair.


Severus silently seethed as he stalked back to the Headmaster's office.

How dare she! The little Gryffindor chit…calling me out in front of students…yes, she was probably correct in saying that Schnell attacked Woddeylove first but Merlin…I'm allowed to be slightly biased. She is so…so…infuriating! I was half way between hexing her into oblivion and having her on the flagstone floor for all to see! She's so self righteous…so prissy…so perfect…so…undeniably pretty. That woman is…just something else! I need to get myself some sort of energy outlet before I end up exploding.

"Has she began to best you already my boy?" Albus said from his frame with a chuckle.

"What gave it away?" Severus replied sarcastically. "Is it my blood shot eyes? My tense stature? Or the look in my eyes that screams 'Just fucking leave me alone?'"

"I once felt what you are feeling…I know how frustrating women can be…especially the highly intelligent ones. What did she do to boil your blood this time?"

Severus shook his head and had to stop himself from showing the small smile that wanted to creep onto his face at the memory of her red face and atriculate words, "Oh…nothing out of the ordinary Sir. Just my Transfiguration Mistress giving me a lecture on how not to be biased when dealing with inter-house conflicts…and in front of two students no less. I'm telling you Albus…if I could give her detention, I would."

Albus gave a hearty chuckle while he cleaned his glasses on his robe, "Firecracker that one, eh son?"

"Yes indeed. I surely know how to pick them, do I not?" Severus said, feeling his mood lighten slightly.

"Perhaps you need to remind Miss Granger that you are the Head of this school?" Albus hinted.

Severus looked at him in interest, "What do you mean Albus? She knows I'm Headmaster. She's just too bloody stubborn to backdown when she thinks she is right."

Rolling his eyes, Albus leant forward in his seat, "My boy, I am merely suggesting that you exert some of the Headmaster…power…that you can order over your Transfiguration Mistress…subtly mind you. Don't be a complete prick about it."

Severus tapped a long slender finger against his lips in deep thought, "I do have a class load of remedial students who need extra tutoring in quite a few aspects of the curriculum…I was going to try and schedule it in myself but…no. I shall ask, nay I will order Professor Granger to take on this class. She's like me, she has no patience for dunderheads…and there are students in that class that make Crabbe and Goyle look like Nobel prize winners. Oh she'll hate it…she will ruddy hate it!"

He stood up and looked out of his window onto the school grounds, "Thank you Albus, you have cheered me up no end. I will make that little wanton chit respect me as she should…I'm going to enjoy watching her squirm as she teaches that lot of time wasters. Oh I can barely contain my glee!" A cruel and rather sinister chuckle could be heard escaping from his chest while Albus smirked delightedly.


Deciding to give the library a miss after her run in with the Headmaster, Hermione returned to her quarters dazed and oddly excited.

I stood up to him after years of seeing him constantly favour Slytherin students, I called him out on it! I, Hermione Jean Granger, ripped the Headmaster to shreds and in front of two students! Ha! Well, perhaps that part was rather unprofessional of me but gods…it felt bloody good. Especially when his beautiful eyes look at me with such ire…such wonder…such unbridled anger. Or was it passion? Regardless it was fabulous. I can help but see that he's such an intense man…such a bloody maddening and gorgeous man and I know that he's the man I want… I am royally fucked.

She frowned at her new realisation, the hope of Severus Snape ever being interested in her romantically was about as likely as Lavender Brown being a virgin on her wedding night. But what if he was interested, wouldn't that be something. To be able to look into those eyes every morning and to feel those slender, articulate hands running over her skin. She shivered at the thought and felt herself becoming aroused while she thought of the look in his eyes from earlier that day.

Deciding that a cold shower would not suffice, she opted to sort the problem of her arousal herself. She stripped herself naked and lay on her bed while her hands wandered over her silky skin in a slow and sensual fashion. When she finally brought herself to release, it was those same dark, obsidian eyes and long beautiful hands she imagined, looking over her naked form with such passion and awe while his hands were touching her soft, youthful skin that finally brought her over the edge and caused an explosive orgasm.

Speaking out into her empty quarters she gave a deep sigh, "Oh Severus Snape…what are you doing to me?"

Unknown to Hermione at the exact same time, Severus Snape was laying naked on his bed holding his now flaccid and spent member, sweating profusely and thinking the exact same thing about her.


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