A.N. Hey guys thanks to everyone that has reviewed, and put the story on alert, please review more. They make me smile! I apologize for the update taking so long, I was in a pretty bad car accident almost a month ago and recovery has been slow. That and all the pain pills they have me on make me loopy and its hard to concentrate and type . Please read and review and enjoy!

The next day Snape awoke with a vicious headache and the makings of a hangover. Despite the relentless pounding in his head he smiled to himself as he mentally reviewed the events of the night before. Unconsciously he touched his lips, remembering the way Frankie's felt pressed softly to his. He was only supposed to go to The Three Broomsticks to give her a piece of his mind, how and when did his plan go so terribly wrong? He sighed to himself slightly coming to the conclusion that he really didn't care, she made him feel once again. She was brilliant, vibrant and full of life and she was interested in him. Interested in him for the right reasons, she had been detached from the wizarding world for quite some time so obviously her interests had nothing to do with the past. His past, something he regretted everyday and tried to get over, but sometimes he feared he couldn't. Maybe all the years of lying and deceiving would stay with him, maybe they had become his burden to bear and he would be stuck with them. On the other hand, Frankie had had a rather dark, disturbing past and somehow had found a way to overcome it. Maybe there was hope for him yet.

After what seemed like an eternity, it was finally time for him to meet Frankie. Although, it suddenly came to his realization that he hadn't arranged a meeting place with her. He started wandering about the grounds, panicking slightly due to his neglect of a major detail. Suddenly, an image of Haggard and his shack filled his mind. Maybe she hadn't completely turned her back on her talents, she was communicating with him, and he liked it. He made his way to Haggard's to find her standing next to the giant of a man chatting away and smiling sweetly as her eyes met Snape's. Haggard shifted his gaze from the beautiful young witch to see what she was smiling at, upon finding out it was Snape he smiled as well then excused himself.

"Severus, I was beginning to worry that you had stood me up," Frankie smiled upon approaching him.

"I would never do such a thing, you have my word," he smiled slightly as she kissed him softly on the cheek, but his expression quickly changed as he heard to swoons of students as the passed.

"20 points from Gryffindor Mr. Weasley and next time I advise you to keep your comments to yourself and mind your own business," he said sharply.

"Sorry Professor," Ron said quietly as he bowed his head and walked away quickly.

"Hi Professor Northaven," Hermione smiled as she rolled her eyes at Ron.

"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter," Frankie nodded her head towards the students.

After the infamous trio had disappeared into the distance the two professors turned and starting walking with no particular destination in mind. They walked and talked simply enjoying each other's company and the intelligent conversation. Frankie had even been able to get Snape to crack somewhat of a smile once or twice, what was she doing to him? He was somewhat amazed at how at ease he felt around her, he was completely relaxed and care free like it was the most natural thing in the world. This was something he hadn't experienced before in any other relationship, a little with Lily, but it seemed like with James always lurking close by he always seemed to ruin it.

They had walked to the edge of the grounds when suddenly; Snape felt a rather foreign urge rush over him. He took Frankie's hand in his, slowly entwining their fingers as they walked. Frankie looked down at her hand in his with a surprised look blanketing her beautiful face.

"I never thought of Severus Snape to be the hand holding type," she said with a smile that travelled from her beautiful lips straight into her mesmerizing eyes.

"Well, I can be full of surprises," he said in a smooth, seductive voice before using their bound hands to pull her into him with force. He had been thinking of her lips since they had parted the night before and he had to feel them on his once again. His mouth claimed hers with force and want, then lighten to something more gentle, more passionate. He smiled to himself as he heard her sigh slightly as her body melted into his once again. He cupped her face gently in his large, gruff hands as his lips moved sensually with hers. He broke the kiss but lingered closely to her lips inhaling her intoxicating scent. He watched as a simple smile over took her face and her eyes fluttered open.

"You are quite full of surprises," Frankie said, her voice still a little shaky.

"You have no idea," he replied in a low voice before kissing her once more.

After their quite intimate embrace the two walked slowly back towards the castle.

"I was thinking, if it was alright with you of course, that maybe we would skip having lunch. That is if you would allow me to take you to dinner tonight," Severus said glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

"That sounds lovely Severus, I'm not much for lunch anyway. I would much rather spend the evening with you," she smiled at him playfully.

"I will pick you up at 8 o'clock then," he said just before a group of students starting making their way towards them. "Good day Professor Northaven."

With that he turned and walked back into the castle, once passed the group of students he caught himself smiling as he thought of their embrace once again. Something inside of him stirred something unfamiliar. Due to his unfamiliarity with it he was unsure of what it was. But, he was rather interested to find out.

After what seemed like days, weeks, months, a damn lifetime of anxiety of waiting for 8 o'clock he stood waiting in front of her personal chambers. The portrait swung out with ease and the most breath takingly beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on gracefully walked out with a smile on her angelic face. She was dressed in a classic little black dress that hugged her perfect body tightly, her dark wavy hair was done up but with a few lose curls hanging loosely around her face and down the sides of her long neck.

"Frankie, you look… breath taking," Snape said at a loss for words as he bent to place a gentle kiss on her perfect lips.

"Thank you Severus, I must say you look quite dashing tonight," she smiled, her eyes dancing over his body.

"Shall we?" He questioned offering her his arm.

They apparated to London and made their way down the side walk. Glancing over to the beautiful witch on his arm he noticed a devilish grin had found its way to her face. Grinning at him her eyes flashed and she somewhat giggled as her hand caressed his arm.

"What may I ask is so entertaining?" He demanded to know trying to sound as serious as possible.

"Just the thought that is currently working its way through my mind," she smiled at him once again.

"And what may I ask is that?" He asked sounding rather agitated.

"Now is not the time, remind me and I will tell you after dinner," she said smiling at him once again.

They walked to a beautiful, romantic restaurant with an incredible view and were seated in a quiet little corner. They sat and sipped their wine, talking quietly about anything that came to mind. Snape realized one of the most enticing things about the young witch was that she was so easy to just be with. Their conversation never seemed to lack or lull, she was visually stimulating as well as intellectually and her company made him feel secure and at peace. Every once and a while he would slide his hand across the table to softly caress hers, and he couldn't help but smile when she would shiver as he did so. Dinner was perfect, the food was delicious, the company was incredible and he was happy, but they had been sitting there long enough and it was time for them to depart.

Again walking down the side walk he noticed the smile on her face and he was suddenly reminded of her owing him an explanation.

"I do believe you were supposed to explain that smile on your face after we were through with dinner, so please," he said in his smooth, sensuous voice.

"I know now why you always wore those teaching robes," she said calmly.

"And why is that?" He asked raising an eye brow towards her.

"Because if you dressed like this and tried to teach a class none of the young girls would learn one bit about potions or get anything accomplished. They would be too busy thinking about how delightfully yummy you look," she smiled at him with her best attempt with an innocent look, which drove him absolutely out of his mind.

He couldn't control his urges any longer, he had to be close to her and feel her body melt into his once again. Turning them so that her back was facing the wall of the building next to them, he pushed her gently against it with one fluid motion. Her hands found their way to his face and pulled him down to her. With his hands on either side of her head, he braced himself against her as his lips finally crashed down upon hers. Her lips were on fire as though she had been anticipating this moment all night and he couldn't seem to get enough of them. This time it was him that melted into her, his knee parting her legs in a desperate attempt to get closer to her. In doing that a breathless moan escaped her throat, that was all the reassurance he needed, and with that he apparated them back to his quarters, his bedroom to be specific.

Their bodies and lips met once more as he pinned her against the dark wall of his bedroom. Their kiss deepened and grew more intense as their tongues glided gently around and against one and others. He broke the kiss for a second at an attempt to catch his breath and pressed his forehead to hers, gazing deeply into her beautiful, blue eyes. As he did so she pressed her lower body into his raging erection, her eyes filled with lust. A low growl came from his throat and he decided they had taken a long enough break. His hands quickly found their way to her perfect ass and pulled her even closer as she ground her hips to his. Their lips met again with a renewed fire and he lifted from her feet, still pinned against the wall and she wrapped her legs around him.

He wanted nothing more but to rip her knickers off and take her right there, but he was enjoying the build up and foreplay. With their new position, her legs around him, he ground his erection into her clothed core, growing harder with every moan he coaxed out of her. He could feel the heat of want coming from between her legs even through his trousers and it was almost impossible to control himself. Once again he broke the kiss, but his lips found a new spot on the soft skin of her neck kissing and nipping his way from her ear to her shoulder. Her moans were louder now and her breath was shallow, an effect he never thought he would ever have on a woman.

"Severus, please," she moaned breathlessly. "Please, I want you so badly."

With those words he moved them quickly from the wall and laid her back on his large king sized bed. Her legs still wrapped around him as they kissed, he ran his hand up her smooth, long legs and under her tight dress which he quickly removed. Her hands found their way to the buttons of his shirt moving nimbly to remove it, then to his belt and trousers. With his shirt off and his pants unbuttoned he laid her back once again with the need to taste her mouth. As their lips devoured each other's her hand slipped inside his unbuttoned trousers and rubbed against his now throbbing hard on. Moaning loudly he reached behind her and unclasped her green and black lacy bra and threw it off to the side. Again her breathless voice found its way to his ear.

"Please Severus, please, I need to feel you," she said pushing his trousers and boxers down.

"Patience my beautiful witch," he breathed into her ear causing her to shiver and arch her back up to him.