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Previously;

"You need to control yourself, Miss Granger. I can't cover your tracks all the time."

"I'm sorry. I don't know how to do it when I smelt Neville's blood...It was like something was taking control of me."

The professor nodded slightly. He could remember clearly the first time it happened to him. He killed many people before being able to have full control of himself. But now he had to teach it to her?

Things slowly came back to normal after Hermione's detention with Snape. They spoke most of the night and it helped her. He didn't tell her that night, but he came to a decision. He would take her under his wing and help her the best he could. She was the smartest witch of her age and he couldn't live with himself if he was to just let her alone to deal with her problem. This wasn't her fault. She never asked for it and Hermione didn't have to pay for it. She didn't have to face this alone. She was his student but he also believed that since the war ended, he formed a sort of friendship with some of the Order's members. Not with her everyone through. He couldn't manage to be friend with Lupin, even if he tried with all his being.

In class, Snape kept an eye on her. Whenever she needed to get out of class, he allowed it. It was a surprise to everyone to see their dark professor so friendly with Hermione. Even if the war ended, he still hated Potter and his Gryffindor friends. It was a part of him and he couldn't get rid of it easily.

Since the incident with Neville's cut, Hermione was really careful around her friends. The smallest cut could make her lose all control. Severus told her she would get better but it would take her some time. She needed to take her time and give herself a chance to learn all these new things. He had faith in her and he knew she would learn quickly. She had a motivation; she wanted to keep her friends safe, no matter what it cost her. The teacher in him was proud of her. She was his brightest student but he would never admit it out loud, even under torture.

It was almost two weeks since she had detention with him. He was worried. Snape observed her in his class in the morning and she was paler than what it should be. It could only mean one thing, she wasn't feeding correctly. He told her that she should push herself, this wasn't how she would learn to control herself but the stubborn girl didn't want to listen. Hermione loved to prove she was better than anyone but this time, she couldn't win.

He had given her two blood bags and told her to take them every two or three days. If she was behaving, she could try and wait four days but he wasn't sure it was a good idea. Hermione was a baby vampire and she needed all her strength. But she had waited too much time and he was worried she could snap at any time now. Or worse, she could faint and he would have to drag a vampire to the hospital wing. He would have to explain that Hermione Granger was a vampire and no one noticed. No, this wasn't a good plan.

Severus was sitting in his quarters. He had a glass in hand and he was trying to relax. Even if he was better at controlling himself, he was also a vampire with needs and it was hard to look human when he wasn't one. He was the only one who could help Granger but it was also hard for him sometimes. He was glad that when the day was over he could just relax in the dungeons. It was the only moment he could truly be himself.

He sipped from his glass when he heard a knock on his door. It was a little past midnight.

He rose from his seat and sighed heavily. Who was dumb enough to disturb him this late? The staffs were probably all asleep. Snape opened his door wide and saw Hermione leaning heavily on the door frame. She looked terrible. Her skin was paler than when he saw her in the morning and when he looked closely into her eyes he noticed that they were almost glowing red.

"Professor, I..."

He didn't wait for her to finish, he grabbed her by the arm and dragged her inside. The castle was probably asleep but he didn't know if the ghosts were and he didn't want to take any chance. He looked the door behind her and pinned her against it.

"What were you thinking you, foolish girl? Mhm? I told you that you needed to feed or you would lose control. Why didn't you listen? If you don't feed you can also die."

Snape was pissed off but also very worried. He has always cared for the girl but because of his role in the war, he could never show it. He considered Hermione as his equal. She was smart, beautiful and so young. And because of her new state, she would stay this young forever.

Granger growled a bit but didn't move as Snape yelled at her. She didn't understand why he was so angry. She wasn't his problem after all. Yes, they were both vampire but he was her teacher. He cared for her only because if she died or did something stupid, it would also place him in trouble.

She felt too weak to fight back so she just let him yell at her like she was a helpless first year. When he stopped, she tried to find her voice.

"I'm...I'm sorry sir. I thought I would be fine but..."

"But, obviously you aren't. You look like you're about to pass out."

Severus calmed a bit as he studied her face. His grip on her loosen a bit and he could feel himself relax as she spoke. He dragged her to the couch with him. Snape sat her on his couch and waited for her to give some explanations.

Her head was spinning a bit and her hands were shaking. She was having a hard time focusing on the conversation but she knew Snape would get angry again if she stayed quiet.

"I...I didn't want to tell you, but...But..."

Seeing how nervous and unfocused she was, Severus grabbed both of her hands and placed them in his. Just a simple contact to keep her focused. She looked like a lost child and it wasn't like the Hermione Granger he knew.

"Just breathe Granger. Take a deep breath and tell me what happened."

He spoke in a soft and gentle voice. It was almost a whisper and Hermione wasn't sure it was the same professor who was cruel to all his students in the past years. When he was alone with her he was different and she liked this side of him.

She did what he told her and took her time to explain what happened.

"You gave me two blood bags but it wasn't enough. I...I drank them both on the same night and I didn't want to tell you. I was afraid you would be..."

Hermione bit her lip and looked down.

"You thought I would be mad, so you tried to cover it. That wasn't a smart move girl. You could have killed someone."

Snape was mostly worried about her health but she didn't need to know it. Since her first night at Hogwarts, she was careful and didn't leave her dormitory in the middle of the night. It was a rule they both agreed on. The only exception was when she needed to see him, like right now.

"I'm sorry sir."

"Do me a favour and call me Severus when we're alone. We already share a secret, why not another one."

A smirk curved his lips as he chuckled and released her hands. He saw a small smile on her lips and he knew she understood that he wasn't mad. Well, maybe a little because she didn't listen to him but at least she came to him before doing something stupid. He was proud that she did the right choice this time.

Hermione leaned back on the couch and sighed. She still felt dizzy and weak. Snape noticed her discomfort.

"You need blood. Sadly, I won't have new bags of blood until another two days."

This wasn't a good news. She needed to feed tonight or this could be dangerous to let her alone in the next days. She didn't seem pleased with the news but she was too weak to express her anger. She knew better than to yell at Severus Snape anyway.

An idea formed in his mind as he watched her curling up on his couch. What if...?

Severus rolled up his sleeve and she frowned as she observed him. She didn't understand what he was doing.

"Pull yourself up Granger. I won't let you starve."

"But, you said..."

"I know what I said. You need some strength to stay alive until I get new bags of human blood, so I will give you my blood." This was something not usual for vampires. Usually, it was for makers and progenies only but since he didn't have time to search for hers. He would give her his own blood. This would make him a bit weaker for the next days but he was the less dangerous in the both of them. He would control himself better and no one would notice if he was in a bad mood. Snape was known for not being social anyway.

In the past two weeks, he noticed that Hermione's friends were worried about her. She was still not talking to the Weasley girl and the boys were watching her every move. It wasn't a good timing for Hermione to snap at them or attack someone. It would only draw attention to her when not needed. Snape couldn't save everyone at the same time and the most important was to keep her alive. Even if vampires weren't technically alive.

He moved to the couch and sat next to her. She looked confused and he couldn't blame her. He wasn't sure himself how to proceed. He has never given his blood to anyone before but this couldn't be so hard. He was an older vampire so she wouldn't need much to feel better but he didn't know how she would react to the taste of his blood. He was clueless and he hated it. Severus Snape was used to knowing everything but he had to act as if he knew what he was doing.

His fangs popped out and Hermione leaned a bit closer. It was the first time she was them and as much as it looked weird on him, she wasn't scared. Even if she had been human, seeing her professor with vampire fangs wasn't something scary. Some rumours among the students were that the potion professor was a vampire. When she was in her first year she knew it was only rumored from the Slytherin to scare the other students. But now it was ironic how true it was.

Severus bit in his own wrist and groaned. She could see blood starting to flow from the wound.

"Come closer."

Hermione crawled to him and waited for his next instruction.

"Drink what you need. I will stop you when I can't give you more."

"Are you sure sir...Mhm, I mean Severus?"

He simply nodded. What harm could it do? It was only a bit of blood after all. It would only do good to her and he was sure she wouldn't attack any student until he can give her new bags of human blood.

She frowned a bit and grabbed his wrist with both hands. She placed her lips on the wound and sucked. Severus groaned when he felt her lips on him. It was a strange feeling but he didn't hate it. It was like she was drinking straight from his soul. It didn't hurt much, not like he thought it would. He knew even if she was trying to fight it, she was enjoying it. Instinct was stronger than anything and she was so much hungry that he would have to stop herself from sucking him dry.

Severus was also lost in all those new feelings. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her in his lap. She didn't notice his movement much, she barely noticed the change of angle but he felt her leaning back a bit to get comfortable in his lap. He wanted to have her close to him. He wanted to feel her getting stronger because of his blood. He felt an urge of possessiveness running all over him. It was stronger than anything. He didn't want her to have any other blood than his own, it sounded so wrong in his head but at the moment he didn't want anything else.

After a moment, he felt his head spin and he knew he had to stop her.

"Enough."

He tried to pull his wrist away from her hungry lips but she growled. The beast has taken over her.

"Granger!" Snape tried again using his strength of an older vampire. He was weaker than usual because of the blood loss. But he was still stronger than her and he could dominate her easily. She finally released him and noticed where she was. Comfortably sitting in her professor's lap as if it was perfectly normal. Severus smirked and checked on her.

"Are you feeling better Hermione?" The use of her first name brought her back alive and gave her back her tongue.

"Mhm, oh yes. I'm feeling much better. Thank you." She pulled herself out of Snape's lap and he tried to catch her face with his eyes. She looked much better. Hermione's skin looked more alive and her eyes came back to their chocolate original color. He sighed and leaned back on the couch. The bite mark on his skin healed almost completely. Perks of being a vampire.

She looked nervously at him. He looked fine but she knew that she had drunk much more than what she should have. Granger didn't know what came over her but when she tasted Snape's blood she lost control. It was even better than human blood and when he had wrapped his arm around her it felt so natural like she belonged there.

"You should go back to Gryffindor tower."

"Oh, yes. You are right. Goodnight...Severus."

"Goodnight Granger."

She turned on her heels and left his quarters.

Snape sighed and pulled down his sleeve. This was an interesting night. He had no idea giving his blood to another vampire was so intense. It was almost as intimate as having sex with someone. He smirked as a thought crossed his mind. Would it be as amazing having a naked Granger in his arms? Would it be better giving her his blood while having sex? He wondered what taste her blood had...

The potion master shook his head. What kind of idea was that? She was his student. He couldn't and wouldn't have sex with her. He wanted to help her but there was a line he couldn't cross. It was wrong and would only complicate things between them. His original plan was to maybe befriend with her, not become her lover.

He finished his forgotten drink and headed to bed. Tomorrow was another day. He still needed to keep an eye on her to be sure she was fine.

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