A/N: I am so, so sorry that it took me this long to get this drabble up! I have been so utterly busy with summer school, and trying to make up four credits that I badly need to graduate, that I haven't had any time to write at all! This has been written for awhile, and I have finally found the time to edit and post. Enjoy!
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Romeo and Juliet

They were like Romeo and Juliet, star-crossed lovers.

Though they hadn't exactly reached the lovers stage in their relationship yet. The farthest they had gone was having a snoggfest on Severus's sofa in his chambers. And on his desk in the classroom. And in the restricted section in the library. And in her Head Girl's room. And by the lake.

Gods, thought Hermione wryly. We really have done that everywhere. Well, not everywhere. They had yet to do it in a place where anyone would see them together. They both had to be so extremely careful. And she hated it more than anything. She wanted to run to him in front of everyone, at breakfast perhaps, and kiss him. She didn't want to hide their relationship. But they didn't have much of a choice. If anyone found out, well... the repercussions would be severe.

He was her teacher, almost twenty years her senior. Even though she was of age, it was still very much against the rules. And probably illegal too, though Hermione was still a bit unsure on that part. But really, what was so wrong about her dating her professor? It wasn't as though they had gone all the way yet, and besides, she was of age and completely consenting. She was an adult for Merlin's sake, not a bloody child!

But it was still against the rules. Severus could, and would lose his job if their relationship became known.

And that was really the least of their problems. The second being his age. While she was seventeen (technically eighteen, due to her use of a time-turner, though that was not a well-known fact) he was in his late thirties. Something that, although not unheard of in the Wizarding World, was still frowned upon. Even in this day and age people didn't like seeing relationships with that sort of age difference. Up to five years difference? Perfectly acceptable. Twenty? Not in the least.

Like that really matters though, Hermione thought bitterly. Wizards can live up to two hundred. It's not as though when I'm eighty and he's one hundred people would care.

Then there was the next problem: his former status as a Death Eater. Though his innocence had been proved again and again, most of the world still saw Severus Snape as a Death Eater, traitor, and the murderer of Albus Dumbledore. There was no way that anyone was going to be able to look past that any time soon; both of them knew that. There always was the option of leaving the Wizarding World and traveling to the Muggle one, but that wasn't an appealing prospect to either one of them. Both Severus and Hermione loved being a wizard and witch respectively, possibly more than they loved each other.

And of course there was the problem of Severus's rude tendencies. It had made almost everyone who met him over the years hate him. Hermione's best friends in the entire world were high on that list themselves. She knew they wouldn't be pleased to learn what she had been doing with the 'greasy bat of the dungeons', and would most likely attempt to kill Severus for Imperiusing her or some such thing. Which of course was ridiculous. She had definitely not been Imperiused, or put under a love spell, or anything else those two could think up.

Not that they would believe her.

Breathing a sigh Hermione laid down her copy of Romeo and Juliet. William Shakespeare had definitely been a genius with that one. It was so accurate, not only to her relationship, but undoubtedly to others as well. She sighed again, this time more sadly. Hopefully the ending of the book wasn't also going to become the ending of her relationship (and life) with Severus.

With that last depressing thought she snuck out of her room, through the joint common room she shared with the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy (who in their right mind would choose him, she wondered), and out into the hallway to make her way once more to the chambers of her boyfriend.

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E/N: No actual interaction in this one, but don't worry, there will be a lot more Snamione in the next few! Also, is that the right term? Does anyone know a better name for Snape/Hermione?