/Slight trigger warning\\\\\\
"Well you couldn't have put pants on her!?"
"Hush now Minnie, the girl is asleep."
Hermione woke to two familiar voices. They weren't Severus's, and in her groggy state she couldn't exactly pinpoint whose voices she was hearing. She hardly even noticed she wasn't still in his bed. He however was still with her.
She could feel his lap under her legs where usually he would lay her head. His hand rested gently on her calf, his thumb gently grazing the skin there. She wondered if she had remembered to shave.
She opened her eyes to see Professors Dumbledore and Mcgonnagal sitting in the two small chairs opposite the couch. She knew she recognized those voices.
Her eyes continued to wander. She noticed she was indeed still with Severus, and although a blanket was thrown over her waist, it was obvious, she was without pants.
Hermione felt a blush creep down her neck and over her face. This situation was very much uncomfortable. She felt the need to protect the man when she saw the glare Minerva had shot Severus.
"I didn't want to embarrass her more than I had to. It was quicker to just dress her in my shirt and her... She was completely naked when I found her. Would you rather have me lay with her like that?" He was determined to prove that he did not violate her, but his plan backfired.
"You laid with her?!" She yelled.
Hermione's protective instincts flared and she shot up ready to defend him. She was barely upright before the dizziness took over. She cried out as a sharp pain shot through her body like a jolt of electricity.
Severus pulled her to his chest as panic ran through him.
"Hermione!" He checked her pulse and sighed in relief. "You're okay dear. It's okay." He assured her as she winced. "You just need more rest." He petted her hair as her eyes fluttered closed and she once again fell asleep.
Tears threatened to fall from Severus's eyes as he held her close.
"Severus." Albus started.
"I can't leave her again." Snape buried his face in her hair. "I can't do this to her again."
"You love her." He stated simply.
"Maybe… i don't know. I-I I need her… and she needs me and…" He smiled as images played through her mind and into his. "And she's dreaming of me right now…" He looked up to meet his eyes. "Its beautiful albus, the two of us, together. I'm not resisting her… and she doesnt feel any guilt for tempting my morals. Oh how i wish it could be… But he'll call me back, the dark lord, and some way or another, he will take her from me, just like he took lily." His face became angry. "And I'd die before I would let him touch her, but if I die, so does she. So now what Albus? Minerva? How do I save her life and mine and every bloody one else's? Tell me how I can do anything helpful when all I can think about is her. She's my student for fucks sake and I relish at the feeling of her in my arms. What kind of man does that make me? a sick one. That's what kind of man I am, I'm sick, I'm disgusting. I deserve everything Voldemort throws at me just for having thought of the girl in any way less than decent… But she wants me… i.. I want her."
He broke down completely, sobbing into her hair. His breathing was rapid and his eyes were squeezed shut. He was overwhelmed by the guilt of everything. What kind of sick bastard fantasizes about kissing his student, of holding her, of loving her. And he couldn't even pay attention at the death eater meeting. He got no information because he was too distracted by her. Now what. What if he couldn't save her, what if… And what kind of pervert teases a girl, A GIRL, sexually like he did before.
Oh he was throwing quite the pity party, not caring who saw. Severus Snape hated himself so much that if she would survive it, he'd end his life right then and there to spare everyone from the evil inside of him. Yes, they would all be better without him… except for her, because she couldn't exist without him.
It was then he decided he would live his life for her and her alone. He would do nothing unless it benefited her. He would continue to resist her desires for him until he knew it would be in her better interest to reciprocate, and then, and only then he would love her fully and completely without questions because screw morals, and screw human nature, the only thing that matters is her. Only her.
He lifted his head in determination.
"How can I ensure that she survives this war?"
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