A/N: Sorry for the wait, feeling a little under the weather lately….Reviews have been great, Thanks guys!

"Tsk, tsk, my dear," the Potions Master said as he circled around his apprentice. "What have I told you about guessing?" It wasn't a real question, and this was further supported by the fact that he hadn't even waited for a response. He took a step closer to her. "It's ok to admit you that don't know something," his breath tickled her ear. "After all, it is my job to show you the way to the answer."

Hermione's breathing quickened. "Okay then," she said, "show me." He had been testing her proficiency in brewing Wolfsbane. She could brew fairly well, it just always came out a little-off.

Suddenly, Severus was behind her. "I believe, that your greatest error, lies in how you stir." One strong hand slid down her arm, covering her hand with his own. The other came around her waist toying with the zipper on her trousers. "Sometimes," he purred, "you need to start with slow, long, languid strokes." He moved her hand to stir the cauldron just as he said. Meanwhile his other devilish hand had slipped past the elastic band of her underwear, fingers miming his words as well. Hermione hissed at the sensation. They stayed that way for a tortuous amount of time. By now her knickers were damp. "Good," he crooned, "now once it reaches this stage, you stir quickly until it reaches completion." Before long she came into his hand. "Good job, Mrs. Snape." He said this as he licked her juices off his fingers.

"I swear you are the devil," Hermione said before attacking his lips.

"It is all your fault my dear," he answered moving to adore her neck, "I'm afraid I just can't control myself around you." He lifted her onto the desk casting a protection spell over the potion. Finding his wife's lips once more he proceeded to quickly free himself from his pants. Feeling Hermione cum in his arms had hardened him sufficiently.

"Please love, I need you inside me." Severus, of course was happy to oblige. They moaned when their bodies joined together. Just as before, he moved slowly, in and out. In….and out…

Unfortunately, they didn't get very far because there was a knock on their door. They knew this because he placed a charm to alert them if someone came while they were in the lab. "You have got to be kidding me," said an irate Snape. Here he was about to ravish his beautiful wife, and someone was at his door? He would murder whoever had interrupted them.

"Go," Hermione said kissing him quickly, "I'll be in the bedroom, waiting."

Kissing her once more, he righted himself and stalked out of the lab and to his front door. In his anger, he wrenched the door open. He was surprised to see the Minister himself at his door. And Potter. Kingsley spoke first. "Look Severus, I know we didn't end on the best of terms, but this is important. Please let us in." And he did.

"What's happened that's so terrible you had to come all this way to disturb me, couldn't an owl suffice?" He looked at the two of them with an arched brow.

"I'm afraid not. However, I'd like to explain once Albus gets here."

"Great, I am to be further imposed." Getting up, he made tracks toward his bedroom.

"Where are going?" that was Potter speaking.

"Not that it's any of your business, but I'm going to fetch my wife." leaving the two sitting in the couch with shocked expressions.

Walking into their bedroom he was blessed with a marvelous sight. Hermione in a lacy underwear set and heels. She was draped seductively across their bed and he was of half a mind to kick his 'guests' out. "I afraid such delights will have to wait, my dear. That was Kingsley and Potter at the door, they're staying. Albus's coming too."

"What's happened?" she asked her lustful gaze completely extinguished. She was already reaching for her robes.

"That remains to be answered.

By the time they entered the living room Albus had arrived. "No that everyone is here," Shacklebolt said clearing his throat, "let's get down to business. We have evidence of someone else using the Lentus Mortem. Now, since the Ministry had kept the first user under wraps, this case has to be handled very delicately. We can't have people accusing us of favoritism."

"Is this user the same as Lucius's?"

"No Hermione, this one kills people."