Hi there readers!! I hope you all had a lovely summer, my summer was absolutely perfect. I apologize (as usual) for the way too late update but I've been very busy, I'm moving to England in a week and therefore I haven't really had time for anything lately. Thank you so much for reading and even greater thanks to those of you who review. Also, I would be very, very grateful if you would tell me if there is any grammatic faults that I keep doing.

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The odd couple flooed to a tiny restaurant somewhere in England. It was an elegant, yet relaxed restaurant with three tables. Hermione instantly saw the charm that her professor saw in the restaurant. The room was tastefully decorated in warm colours. Snape talked to the maƮtre d' and they were ushered to a nice table in the back of the restaurant where they could talk in private. He pulled out her chair when they sat down.

"Call me Hermione, I never liked Granger", she said and smiled. Sometimes she really did love living.

"Since you are already so relaxed around me I am surprised that you keep calling me Professor. It's Severus to you", he offered, his eyes glittering with amusement.

"True", she said and smiled. "You don't mind me asking a few questions, do you? After all, you do know practically anything about me...".

"That I doubt. Fire away", he said after ordering coffee and tea.

"Do you have any siblings?", Hermione asked. She leaned forward, put her elbows on the table and tilted her head questioningly.

"A brother called Archibald. Unfortunately we did not grow up together as he was raised with my aunt for unknown reasons. He settled down in France a few years ago but we keep in touch", Severus replied. He surprised himself with the sudden candidness.

"What about your parents?".

"My mother was a follower of Voldemort before I was born. She killed my father when I was ten years old", he responded curtly, as though he wanted to make it clear that he was not going to say more on the subject.

"Where did you grow up?".

"Just outside a small village in Derbyshire".

"For how long have you worked at Hogwarts?".

"Almost ten years".

"How often do you attend those meetings?", the Gryffindor asked in a serious voice. "You know which meetings I mean".

"That is none of your concern", he replied and turned to the waiter. "Tea for me, please, and coffee for the young lady".

"How did you know I don't drink tea?", Hermione asked curiously when the waiter had left.

"Let's just say that I pay attention to my students", he said with a tiny smile.

"I am impressed. Most students believe you are trying to stare them down or frighten them to death when you look at them", she said sweetly.

"Well, then I am very fortunate that you are not like 'most students'".

They very silent for a few minutes, sipping their drinks. For the first time both of them were relaxed in each other's prescence.

"Hermione", he began and let her name hang in the air for a few seconds. "I don't know what you are expecting me to say or do, nor do I know what you think this will lead to. I hardly know you and you know even less about me", Snape said matter-of-factly.

"Well, just be yourself. If that means yelling at me, I'm fine with it", she said confidently and squeezed his hand under the table. "I'm really not that complex actually. It just seems so. As you may have noticed, I like being up late and going to bed at 6 in the morning. I love to dance but I really can't sing. I hate sports, especially Quidditch. I love sex. I used to have a small eating disorder but I'm almost over it now. I'm into muggle literature, though I detest classics like Jane Eyre and Pride and Prejudice. I'm very loyal to people I like. My parents separated when I was three years old and got back together three years later. I speak german fluently. My biggest fear is to be economically dependent of a man. That's me".

"How come you speak german?", he asked curiously.

"My best friend, when I was a child, was German. Since I spent almost every day with him, most of the time at his place, I learnt German. His parents hardly spoke any English. Do you speak any other languages than English?".

"I see. As a matter of fact, I do. I speak German, French and Arabic fluently. I am also quite familiar with Italian though my speaking skills are far worse than my comprehensive skills".

"How come you speak all those languages?".

"My aunt is German and she could hardly speak any English at all, which is why I had to learn German. I studied in Tunisia, therefore I speak Arabic".

The remainder lunch went by smoothly and all Hermione could think about was what it would feel like to have Snape's fine hands caress her body. As the restaurant got more crowded by the minute, they decided it was about time they flooed back to Hogwarts. By then, Hermione had already made up her mind. Therefore she almost dragged Snape out of the fireplace when they arrived in Snape's office. A moment later, they were kissing as though there was no tomorrow. Snape seemed a bit confused at first but it didn't take long until his hands were under her shirt. They were both so absorbed by themselves that they hardly noticed how they got to the floor. Suddenly they were wearing nothing but their underwear. Snape then broke the kiss and gently shifted himself and Hermione up to a sitting position, against the wall. He put an arm around her shoulders as to show her that he was not pushing her away. Hermione leaned on his shoulder and enjoyed intaking his scent. He smiled slightly when he saw their clothes in a mess on the floor.

"Why did you stop?", The Gryffindor asked curiously. For the first time she took a look at his body. Needless to say, she was not disappointed. Despite the scars that covered his torso, his skin was very fine and soft. It was obvious that he worked out a few hours every week, for his body was very well-shaped. She put her hand on his stomach and teased him by moving her hand over his mandom, though never slipping her hand inside his underwear.

"Because I really don't fancy having sex on this cold, stone floor", he said and smirked at her. One of his hands rested on her thigh and slowly worked its way up, along the inside.

"Yet you keep teasing me", she smiled.

"I don't know what you are talking about", Snape replied innocently and kept caressing the outside of her knickers. However, a few playful moments later he pulled away. "We have to go or people will start wondering where we are", he said sadly.

"True. When can I see you again?", she asked as she rose.

"I don't know", he replied honestly. "I have to patrol the halls tonight", he said and stood up.

"Very well, I'll keep you company. Astronomy tower at midnight?", she suggested while dressing.

"I shall see you there, Hermione", he said and expected her to leave as she was now fully dressed, while he was still wearing nothing but his underwear.

"Oh, I'm not done with you yet", she said sharply and kneeled in front of him. Before he had any time to react, she had pulled down his underwear and started giving him pleasure. The normally composed Slytherin was now at a loss for words and seemed uncapable of saying anything. Only minutes later she sensed he was about to come and since she did not want to swallow it, she stood up. She embraced him tightly and felt him respond.

Snape felt rather odd but embraced the new feeling. He pulled her hair behind her ears and kissed her gently.

"Before I forget, don't be surprised if you hear some rumours about me shagging practically every single boy in Hogwarts...", Hermione whispered in his ear.

"Why is that?", he asked curiously, running his hands through her long hair.

"Well, I figured it'd be kind of fun to tell everyone the truth in a week or so. Just to show people how easy a rumour is spread".

"I see. By the way, have you been drinking lately?", he asked.

"No, the potion really helped", she said and smiled. She was surprised that he sounded so concerned for her.

"Has Mr Thomas been giving you any more trouble?".

"Not at all, in fact, he seems to be avoiding me", Hermione replied thoughtfully.

"Good. I think... that I should get dressed", Snape suggested and gestured at his attire.

"I quite agree", she said and looked down at herself. "Not a word about this. I really don't want my future career to be ruined".

"What kind of man do you take me for?", he said and gazed questioningly at her.

"I don't know. I just don't", Hermione replied and smiled. She removed the distance between them and kissed him gently.

"That answer is good enough for me. Unfortunately, and very much to my displeasure, I have to ask you to leave now. Go straight to your room and fix yourself, you look a bit... dishevelled", he said and smiled warmly at her.

"Oh, you shut up. You don't look too well yourself", she said and pretended to slap him. "By the way, thank you for the brunch", she said and placed one last kiss on his lips.

"It was nothing. Though I can't say I saw you eating anything more than a few bits of melon", he replied and raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't feel any hunger for anything but you, to be honest.Well, if I didn't eat, I wouldn't look this healthy, now would I?", she said and looked down at her perfectly healthy body.

"True", he said to himself and watched her exit the room.