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Thanks to everyone that reviewed the last chapter and if I didn't reply to your reviews it is because I am on my phone but You guys are amazing and keep it up ;)

Yes I agree Snape came off as a bit of a dick in the last chapter BUT he had his reasons… and since the majority of you wanted SPOV you will find it out in the next chapter..

I do not own Harry Potter and more unfortunately I do not own Severus Snape.

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SPOV

I grunt loudly as I spurt my hot seed into her young ripe womb, sex has never felt so right, but merlin did it feel good; especially now that she has finally accepted me, I glance down at my woman, only to see that her eyes are closed tightly and I cannot help but think that she regrets what has just happened between us, in fact I know that she does! Hurt spreads throughout my entire body, I thought that we were finally getting somewhere and then this happens… I can take many things, but rejection from Hermione? It's certainly not something that I can handle.

I lean down and press a soft kiss to her sweet skin and it takes everything that I have to pull away from her warm body, reluctantly standing and pulling my zipper up, without a backwards glance, I turn sharply and exit the room; willing myself not to look back at her and thankfully I manage it.

I could not.. no I still cannot believe that she would do this to me, to give me hope and then so cruelly take it away, perhaps I have misjudged her.. she is just like Lily, only this time I refuse to just sit back and let it happen, I am a grown man now and I refuse to let her get away with treating me this way.

No, instead I will break her, make her crave my love my affection, and to give herself to me fully and completely, for if she only opened those pretty chocolate coloured eyes she would see that we make sense together.

Sighing loudly as I push the door of my chambers open, stepping inside, looking longingly over at the bed, but I know that I cannot go to sleep yet, I need to make a plan, for I can't afford to mess this up. There is too much at stake.

HPOV

I watch him leave in total and utter shock, unable to believe what he has just done to me… he screwed me and then left, he left me feeling like a complete and utter whore, but then again perhaps that is what I am.. I am not married and I am screwing my professor if that does not make me a whore then I do not know what would. What would my mother and father say if they knew what I had been doing?

I feel something warm and sticky beginning to run down my thighs and immediately I realise that it is his seed and that is about all I can take, I feel the tears burning at my eyes, and try to blink them away, not wanting to be that weak little girl who cries over a broken heart, but I find that I cannot help it as my tears slip past my eyelids and slide down my cheeks as I burst out crying, tears that are flowing hot and fast, staining my face and causing my eyes to become puffy and turn a dark shade of red as I finally cry myself to sleep.

I wake up early the next morning, my face all hot and sticky from the tears I cried last night.. Groaning loudly, I sit up, running one hand through my nearly untameable hair… well I suppose that is not true anymore, over the years my hair has lost some of its former bushiness, now falling in soft curls down my back, but on a morning it is still in tangles.

And then it hits me, the feeling of loathing and rejection.. surprisingly, seeing as though I am not usually one to hold grudges, I find that I am still sore about last night and sleeping did not seem to help my problem, in fact I think that it may have made it worse. I am now more angry and frustrated that ever, how dare he reject me that way? How dare he tell me that he loves me, then just leave like I am some cheap whore.. it will not work that way, he either needs to fall to his knees and apologize and beg for my forgiveness or there will be no us, but perhaps that it what he wants.

I just want to stay curled up in my bedroom and cry all day, but I cannot, for I know that he would come looking for me and my Gryffindor pride will not allow me too. Slowly and reluctantly I throw the covers back, shivering as the cold air hits my naked body; yet another reminder of last night. I stand, dragging myself to the bathroom that is attached to my bedroom.

Once I am there, I turn the shower on to the hottest setting and climb inside, I need to be clean again, to wash away all traces of what happened last night and just forget that it ever did. Just a few short weeks and the summer will be over, in fact the only time I will have to see Seve… I mean professor Snape is in class, everything will return to normal… hopefully, I need my life back.

I relax under the hot spray of water, washing away the tears, sweat and all remains of last night, including the cum that has dried all the way down my legs.

Twenty minutes later and I am feeling surprisingly better and a little more optimistic about the day ahead. Grabbing the fluffy white towel off of the rack, I shut off the shower and wrap the towel around my body and climb out.

Standing in front of the mirror, I take in my appearance, despite the fact that my body is clean, my eyes are still all red and puffy from crying so much… I am tempted to cast a spell but then I remember that Professor Snape took my wand off of me… damn it!

So I resort to muggle methods, turning on the cold water, I cup my hand under the tap, gathering some water, before splashing it upon my face, more importantly my eyes, hoping that it will sooth them just a little.

Dabbing my face, with the corner of my towel, I cannot help but frown, I look marginally better at the most, but it has not really done much to take the soreness out of it, but it will have to do.. it's not like I have any other option anyway.

I walk out of the door and back into my bedroom, sitting down at my dressing table when I see a someone or something sat on my bed, causing me to jump because immediately I think the worst, what if some murderous dark wizard has broken in and I don't even have a want to protect me, dammit, what if I die? and then I realise it is him and honestly? I am not sure which is worse.

"Professor Snape" I greet coldly as I pull the towel around me tighter afraid that he will get a glimpse of something that he shouldn't.

I watch his reflection in the mirror as he slowly rises. "Do not take that tone with me Hermione" he says angrily, as he begins to walk towards me, a menacing look in those dark orbs; a look that makes me want to run for cover, but I don't, I manage to hold my ground, staying seated. "Oh and another thing" he starts as he comes to a stand behind me. "There is no need to cover yourself, for I have seen it all before" he reminds me as his hand comes to my towel, trying to tug it away from my body.

This only serves to anger me more. How dare he? After what he pulled last night.. how dare he think that he has access to my body? I raise my hand up slowly, slapping his much larger one with my own.. hard, sending a stinging sensation through my hand. "You self-righteous conceited asshole, how dare you…"

I do not have the chance to finish the sentence as I feel myself being pulled from my seat and across his lap..

I'm sorry that it has been so long since I have updated and that this chapter is so short.. and not that good.. but my boyfriend broke up with me and I have been having a tough time so I apologize.

-Hannah