So i thought i would post the last one quickly! Don't like this stuff them don't read it please! SS/HG Enjoy :)

The next day brought a beautiful warm spring and the castle grounds seemed to bloom with life. Hermione's impulsive actions helped her hide her true emotions. God knows what he though of her reckless attitude. But luckily he didn't say anything about the next evening. Instead he barked at her to go find an ingredient that had been misplaced in his storage room. It was incredibly stuffy and Hermione had now taken her school robes off, leaving her in a white shirt with her school tie. When Snape wasn't around, it was easier for Hermione to think. She knew he could never and would never have her they way she wanted. She had to gain some control she made any other clumsy mistakes.

It was 10 o'clock and to she had been nearly been in his storage room for four hours.

"What is taking you so long Miss Granger?"

Startled Hermione turned on her heel with her hair now a frizzy mess and face glowing with the heat.

"Sorry Sir! But you shoulde really sort-"

"That's enough! I don't know why you think it's expectable to tell a teacher what to do!"

"I-I am sorry Sir."

Hermione had just observed the closeness she was to her professor yet again. She desperately tried not get overwhelmed with emotions. Soon she found it painful to swallow and nervously bit her bottom lip. She didn't speak nor did she dare look up at him.

"Miss Granger, is there something you want to tell to me? We have improtant matters to attend to and I cannot have you distracted."

She nervously peeked through her eyelashes. Snape wouldn't usually bother about his students to the this extent, but he needed the girls help and full attention for the next remaining months.

"This year as been so stressful for me sir! Doing this potion with all my other work and then there's, there's-"

"Spit it out!"

Shit shit shit.

Hermione was painicing for an answer now. She could have said anything! But nothing left her mouth. Finally she gave up trying to think of a lie.

"There's... You."

"Me?" Snape looked puzzled. He did not understand what girl was going on about. Why would he be an issue? He stared at the girl again and then, oh. Oh dear. It hit Snape like The Knight Bus, her behaviour and body language over the last month made sense.

"Granger." He said calmly, his comforting teacher voice had switched on.

"I believe you are having some... Thoughts about me, correct?"

Hermione nodded and felt her tears slowly prick in the corner of her eyes. He was surely going to laugh at her confession and humiliation.

"When?"

"W-when you helped me cut the-"

"I see."

He stood there and the seconds felt like hours to Hermione. She gathered up her Gryffindor courage to leave the room and to get out of this awful situation.

But her breathe left her body as Snape unexpectedly lunged forward and pushed her against the shelves. Potions clanked as Hermione and Snape's weight were against them.

"I would be careful Miss Granger. I'm not your loving Weasley. I would brake you into two."

Hermione felt her mouth dry and her body numb at his forbidden words. His voice was hoarse and husky, dripping with is own lust as he spoke.

"Then do it."

Snape needed no further approval and kissed her roughly with lips and tongues clashing violently. He pinned her arms above her as he began to attack the pale flesh of her neck, she moaned in pleasure at his touch. He nibbled her neck and she entangled her fingers in his long black hair, needing and wanting him to carry on.

As quick as he kissed her, Snape pulled away.

"See me tomorrow Miss Granger, I think you need extra lessons on the Wolfsbane."