Disclaimer: I'm not making any money from this, well duh. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is from a great band called "Heart" and my cd is "Brigade" They have some really cool songs. I mean, cool. Like Shania Twain should sound like in "Man, I feel like a woman." Or whatever that was called. Get the picture? Cool, groovy. Now all I need is the light of Zartha and a bra...

A/N: Yo, this is just a song fanfic thing that I decided to right because I was up all night reading Of Linen, which is dead good. My mind is addled with caffeine and tiredness. Have fun!



Professor Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry smirked at himself in the mirror. How could someone who appreciated irony in others be the victim of cruel fate?

'Baby, I never gave my heart to anyone.
Used to think that love was a game.
I used to make it just for fun.
When we spent the night together, it didn't mean it meant that much.
Now I just can't live without your touch.'

Shocked beyond words at his outburst of song, he downed the last of his brandy. Futile, he knew. Hermione wouldn't be, couldn't be, dislodged from his mind with a glass of cheap thrills. He barked with laughter. A soft rapping on his door had notified him of her presence. How bloody obvious. Can't leave me alone for one night, can you O Great Universe!

'I didn't want to need you
I didn't want to want you like I do.
I didn't mean to fall
Didn't want to care at all
I didn't want to need you
Like I need you now.'

Hermione raised an eyebrow at his singing. For a man that did his best to hide his emotions behind a cold exterior, he was showing a rather gooey center. She found this fascinating. Hell, she knew the words.

'I can't get no sleep
'Coz I keep thinking of you all through the night, oh yeah
My eyes can't wait to see you again
My arms can't wait to hold you tight, oh yeah.'

Severus seized her by the waist, and they both fell on to the bed, hair falling into eyes and limbs tangled together. It felt so good and right to just be there.

'And when you're lying here beside me
There is nothing else I need
Never thought that this could ever be.'

She didn't know who was singing now, whether it was herself or Severus. It didn't matter anymore, anyway. Hermione was in her lover's arms, feeling his warmth suffuse her. The world could crash down and she'd be oblivious to it.

'I've always been free
To leave when I wanted to leave
But it's not up to me anymore
I didn't want to need you.'

'I think I love you, Hermione.' He muttered into her hair. 'I need you.'