Thank you for the reviews. This is a short chapter and once again was meant to be longer, but I felt it came to a natural end.

irinafan: Actually I was wrong, she already has her powers by this chapter, couldn't remember what I'd already written!

Chapter 14

Snape rounded on Grace, utterly seething.

"How exactly could it have been worse?" Snape said through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing in anger.

"I could have been fired and thrown out?" Grace offered.

"That might be preferable to working with that woman." Snape spat.

"Maybe, at least that's the last of my powers." Grace sighed. She could feel Snape watching her. Her empathy was getting stronger all the time, and she could sense he was trying to bury his feelings. She rose to face him and was struck with a barrage of emotions that knocked her back. She grabbed hold of the desk to steady herself. She looked up into Snape's eyes. She could feel his passion, his hunger, his heart beat. She could not only feel it, she could hear it, a steady rhythm. They stepped towards each other, eyes transfixed in each other's. She could feel more than lust radiating from him; she could feel the love build between them. They came closer together, touching heads. He wrapped his cloak around them both, pulling her in closer. She rested her head on his shoulder and snaked her hand up to his hair. She nuzzled her nose into his neck and breathed in deeply. The scent filled her lungs with his trademark spiciness. She couldn't help but shudder, and darted her tongue out slowly to taste his skin, placing her lips to the base of his neck, suckling the warm flesh. The sensations caused by Grace, were making Snape's toes curl. He opened his eyes to look down at Grace still kissing and sucking his neck. He pulled her off him, getting cold feet. Grace could feel him close up. His mind was racing; he wanted to be with her, to feel her. He felt a strange protectiveness towards her, and it scared him senseless. He'd never cared for anyone in this way.

"What's wrong?" She whispered.

"I can't do this." He replied, shaking his head.

"Why?" She asked, reaching out to him. He tried to back off, but found himself backing into a desk. Grace placed her hands on his chest, trying to reassure him. He took hold of them, not knowing whether he should shove her away, or bring her closer. Grace stepped in and kissed his cheek, trailing down to his neck again. He lost all rational thought and embraced her.

"I can't believe how much I want you right now." He breathed to her. She smiled at him, her eyes flashing with pure emotion.

"Then take me." She whispered in his ear. She made to pull him in the direction of the door, with the intent of taking him somewhere private. He pulled her back sharply, making her gasp.

"I already told you, we should wait." He replied calmly. Grace opened her mouth to protest, but was stopped by a kiss. He withdrew a few inches and smiled coyly.

"I do however; think it is time for me to return a favour." Grace looked confused. Snape simply hoisted her up onto the nearest desk and locked and warded the door. He lightly pushed her shoulders to lie her down and lifted her skirt up, revealing her underwear. Grace sat up quickly with wide eyes.

"You don't have to be afraid, I would never…"

"I know, it's just, no one has ever…"

"I know, just relax." He whispered, laying her back down. She still felt uneasy. Snape ran his fingers lightly over her crotch, making her breath hitch. She expected to feel nervous and possibly invaded, but she felt incredibly aroused. He brushed his nose against her clitoris as he breathed in her scent, instantly arousing him. He ran the end of his tongue along the outline of her lips through her panties. He felt her shiver and shift slightly. He slowly removed them to reveal a neat thatch of red-auburn hair. He ran his fingers through the hair darting a finger over her clitoris, making her moan lightly. He slowly parted her lips with one hand, and raised her legs onto both his shoulders with the other. He slowly teased her using his tongue, running it lightly up and down. The mere thought of tasting her aroused him to such an extent; he could no longer ignore the bulge in his trousers. Using his free hand, he released himself from them and gently stroked himself. After several minutes of teasing, he engaged fully to pleasuring her; darting his tongue inside her. She was so warm and sweet. He'd never tasted anything like it. Her moans grew louder, so he quickly placed a silencing charm on the room. He could taste her moistness building, giving him a sign that she was close to climax, and he stroked himself harder and faster. Grace started to writhe on the desk moaning louder with each passing moment. She could feel a strong build up in her abdomen until she felt the unmistakeable sensation of an orgasm. Snape felt her clench as she climaxed, just as his own arrived. He lapped up her sweetness, making her shudder. She slowly sat up, while he cleaned them both with a flick of his wand. She was panting heavily; her eyes were all glassy. Snape gave her a sadistic smirk, making her blush. He leaned in for a kiss as Grace was about to speak, when they both heard a knock on the door. They froze and exchanged a look of fear. Grace leapt from the desk and quickly put her underwear on. Snape hastily buttoned up his trousers and strode over to the door and waited for Grace, who nodded that she was ready. He flung the door open, ready to scream at whoever it was, when a group of second years were looking up at him with petrified expression on their faces. It took him a few seconds to realise that they were his next class waiting to come in. he stepped aside and allowed the students in. he looked to Grace who gave a little smirk.