A/N: Before you start your yelling, I know i've been a bad author, waiting nearly 3 weeks for an update after leaving you hanging the last chapter. I've had my reasons though. It was just mid-term time and I had all of these exams and papers and projects and my head was ready to explode. But i'm back now and hopefully you won't have to wait as long until the next chapter. I can't believe how much you guys are liking this. Enjoy.

P.S. Having a bitch for a Calculus teacher really is a pain in the ass. And i'm not being mean, this is one of the nicer names people call her. So blame her for the lack of updating.

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After Hermione left, Severus returned to his bed. As he layed there, staring at the ceiling and listening to the sounds of the storm, he reflected on the past half hour.

'Did the time go by that quickly? Was it really only thirty minutes she was here. It seemed like forever, almost as if time had stopped. That's never happened to me with fucking before.' He had heard of people saying that they felt like the only two people on Earth when they had sex with the one they cared about. But he didn't care about her, did he? 'Of course not you fool, you don't care about anyone... Not even Lily anymore.'

Over the years Severus had come to realize that Lily was not the woman he thought she was. She may have loved her son enough to die for him, but she was self-centered. She was a material girl and only went after James because he was the top of the food chain. Lily had realized that was the only way she would get what she wanted in the wizarding world, what with her being a muggle-born. She may have cared about Severus once, but that time was long past and he had to grow up and understand that.

Severus rolled over onto his left side, body facing closer to the window. He breathed in deeply, and could still smelll the girl on his sheets. She had smelled wonderful, among other things. Her hair was soft, as were her strong, smooth legs, wrapped tightly around his waist. The way her nipples felt pressed against his chest, how good her skin had tasted. How good she had tasted. Severus could feel himself getting hard again and rolled over again onto his back. He looked down and could see his now fully erect cock sticking up towards the ceiling. 'Alright. Fine. Clearly you're attracted to the girl. But attracted to her body only. That's it. Get a hold of yourself old man. Just her body. That's perfectly alright. Now, to deal with you.' He finished his interal tirade by glaring at his now throbbing erection.

Severus grasped the base of his cock, squeezing slightly. He began moving his hand up and down, squeezing periodically. Running his hand up and down, he began imagining what had only occurred a few moments before. Severus began moving his hand faster, reaching another hand down to stroke his balls. He brought his up and around the tip of his cock, wetting it with some pre-cum, enjoying the added friction.

"Fuuuuck." he growled out. The faster his hand moved, the more he was groaning and growling. His eyes clamped shut and he was thankful the silencing charm was permenantly in place. He was getting close and nearly called out Hermione's name, but stopped himself before he could. 'No. You will not use her name. You can use her body all you want but using her name implies something more, and there is nothing more.' Severus incresed his pace even faster, squeezing harder, and his hips began bucking up every few thrusts. He felt the tightening in his loins and he came with a loud growl. His come shot out of his twitching cock, high into the air, rainng down on his abdomen like the water outside hitting the roof. As his hand came to a slow stop he opened his eyes and looked down at his come-covered hand. Using his clean hand, he waved it over his lower body, cleaning away all traces of what he had just done with himself. Threading his fingers together, he brought his hands up behind his head and began to stare at the ceiling once more.

Thank god he would be returning to Hogwarts tomorrow. He couldn't deal with seeing the girl, at least not yet. Not that he had much choice, the dunderheaded students would be returning the day after him. Still, one day was better than nothing.

Severus pulled the silk sheet over his nude body, feeling a slight shiver up his spine as the fabric slid over his still sensitive organ, and tried to relax and get comforable. Closing his eyes, he feel asleep and hour later. listening to the sounds of the storm and with the vision of a carmel eyed, curly haired beauty in his mind.

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Hermione quietly shut the door behind her, sneaking past a still sound asleep Ginny, and crawled into her bed. The sheets were cold and the bed felt large and empty. She was torn, feeling both elated at the fact that she had finally fucked her potions professor, and empty for the same reason. She missed him, wished she was still in his bed right now. She heard a roll of thunder and wished that Severus was there to hold her during the storm. 'Maybe if he was i'd feel less empty inside. I don't understand it. I'd thought that if I slept with him then this would all go away. These feelings, all of these emotions. They should be gone by now. Not increased sevenfold. He obviously didn't feel a thing from tonight, so why should I? That's all I was to him-a meaningless fuck. Nothing more. Even if you wanted to be.'

She sighed. Knowing that she should get some sleep for a day of hectic pack in the morning, Hermione turned onto her side and stared out of the window. She listened to the sound of the rain harshly hitting the glass. She fell asleep looking into the blackness of the storm, reminded of a certain pair of eyes whose owner's name described the rain hitting the window.

A/N: So I'm really sorry for the short chapter, but maybe the lemon zest helped with that? Its my first time writing a masturbation scene so I hope it's alright. It was either this for now or nothing till the weekend so I hope you'll take this. I was in a bit of a hurry so I apologize for any mistakes there's likely to be.