Hey buddies, It's me Stormie. First off I would like to thank my LOVELY beta, Shelly. Without her, you guys would be getting a piece of shit story! Also I'd like to give all the credit of the characters and plot of Harry Potter to J.K Rowling, although she doesn't own the plot of my story, SO DON'T TAKE IT!! I love you guys, and note-Next chapter's gonna get KINDA MATURE. -Stormie

Chapter 9

Hermione stood in shock for the next few moments. The thought of his lips on her ear unsettled her; she couldn't get enough of how it felt--soft and gentle.

As she walked numbly back up the stairs to Gryffindor tower, the scene replayed in her mind.

She thought about his words. Don't ever try to protect me…

When Harry had looked into the pensive, he had also seen a younger version of Severus. Hermione wondered if she would ever see the same young man that Harry had described. She found that she actually cared about what happened to him. As she entered the common room, Lilly stopped her. "Do you and Severus have anything going on?" She asked.

Lilly Evans had never struck Hermione as the gossiping type. On the other hand, Hermione thought, she is a girl. Maybe it just goes with the territory.

"Sadly, no. Severus and I have nothing going on." She said as she mounted the stairs back up to the girl's dormitory.

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Hermione slept that night, her dreams fitful.

Over and over he touched her, kissed her, lavishing her with affection…

Hermione awoke in a sweat, cursing herself as she went to the bathroom to clean her body, already covered in wetness.

She could still feel his hands on her body, his mouth on her ear. She could still hear his voice whispering to her in her mind.

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When she walked into breakfast, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her and a pair of lips captured her own. Hermione's eyes fluttered down and she felt a bite at her bottom lip, a silent plea, begging for entrance into her mouth. She obliged. Quickly, she felt a tongue softly sweep against hers. Her tongue seemed to tango with his, caressing his softly, plunging deep, and coming back to slide across her lips.

"Oh, Severus." She moaned into the confines of his mouth, the sound echoing back to her.

She was met by a sharp bite to her tongue.

"Ow!" She gasped and her eyes snapped open.

However, she closed them back as soon as they had open, her mind trying to deny her error. She tried again to open them--hoping she had been wrong--but the same image stood before her: Sirius.

"WHO IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, SIRIUS?" she screamed, her usual calm shattered

This is not what she had dreamt of, not at all. And worse--what if Severus had seen…… had heard his name on her lips? That would mean he knew!

She frantically searched the Great Hall for his trademarked hair. When she was sure that he wasn't in the room, she turned back to Sirius.

"Sirius, you've only known me for one day! How could you do this?" She demanded.

"You've only known Snivelus for a day!" he taunted, "So why'd you say his name? Been having dreams about my favorite greasy bat?"

A strong slapping sound reverberated throughout the Great Hall. The sound gave everyone who had been trying desperately to seem nonchalant a reason to look their way.

"Bugger off, Sirius." she sighed and left the Great Hall to make her way up to the common room, once again, to think about Severus.