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Charmed, I'm Sure

Hermione reluctantly headed towards the bathroom to prepare for the day.

Hermione's bathroom was very breathtaking; since she loved soaking in the tub so much, it was only natural.  The room was done in ocean blue and pale lavender and gave off a very tropical feeling. The bathtub was enchanted to look like a large stone basin in the far corner of the room. The stone itself was a deep gray, while the specks of crystals running through it were blues and purples. There were many pot plants of various varieties surrounding the bathtub, making it look as if they were growing from the rock itself. Sheer curtains draped the window, and the sink was placed in the corner by the door.

Sighing deeply, Hermione undressed and stepped into the shower. Under the warm spray of water, Hermione felt her tension melt away. She grabbed a bottle of shampoo and squeezed a glorious dollop in her hand. Stroking her scalp rhythmically sent shivers down her spine. The rich lather that covered her head soon started to tingle, and Hermione rinsed her hair.  She then muttered, "Pilre," and all of her body hair was removed.

'Ah the joys of being a witch! No more razors and shaving cream.'

Grabbing a loafah, she began to rub her body with lavender scented body wash. Hermione paid careful attention to her shoulders and neck, removing all dead skin to leave a soft, creamy shoulder blade. Rinsing off once more, Hermione stepped out of the shower, and said a quick drying spell.

Getting dressed was an easy task this morning. Hermione chose a pair of faded denim jeans, a yellow tank top, and a pair of tennis shoes.  Pulling her hair into a loose bun at the nape of her neck, Hermione rushed out the door to have a quick breakfast in the Great Hall.

- - + - -

Harry, Ron, and Ginny were all sitting in their normal places having a hearty breakfast. The Great Hall was louder that usual, but Hermione attributed that to the excitement of summer holidays. Taking her seat, she dipped a plateful of eggs, bacon, and an English muffin.

"Good morning guys," said Hermione after she finished dipping her food onto her plate.

"Morning Mione, sleep well?" asked Ginny.

"Yes, thank you. What final do you have today Ginny?" Hermione asked as she took a bite of scrambled eggs.

"I have McGonagall's Transfiguration final today. You have Flitwick's NEWTS today right?"

"Yep. I feel very confident, but you know I have to worry anyway," laughed Hermione.

Harry and Ron continued to eat silently, and this worried Hermione a great deal. Those two usually never shut up, and now they weren't talking to anyone? Something was just not right. Being curious, Hermione looked at Harry.

"Harry, did you study for the Charms NEWTS today?" asked Hermione, a little worried now.


Harry just shook his head yes and continued to eat his breakfast.

Hermione then turned to Ron, "Ron, what's going on here?! Why aren't you two talking at all?!"

Ron blushed slightly and leaned close to Hermione so he could whisper.

"Harry and I were practicing for the Charms NEWTS and was accidentally hexed each other to have bad breath and loose are front teeth." whispered an embarrassed Ron.

Ron was absolutely right his breath was horrendous! It almost knocked Hermione off of her seat. The smell reminded her of when she was little and went to the fish market with her father.  Hermione and Ginny fell into a fit of giggles in the boys' expense.

Bells chimed to indicate the starting of the school day, and each of the Gryffindors headed to their intended destinations.

- - + - -

Professor Flitwick's classroom was rather large and covered in rich blue and gold tapestries. The little professor really had a lot of house spirit, but the students from all houses loved him anyway – with the exception of Slytherin, they seemed to hate everyone.  The Charms NEWTS were going to consist of three parts- a written test, a charm done on yourself, and one done on your partner. Hermione felt confident because her partner was Parvati Patel, and Parvati had shown excellent marks in Charms.

'I guess it comes from doing all those cosmetic charms. Heh, it's a pity because she doesn't need them. Ron loves her anyway, so I need to quit being so mean about her constant need to feel pretty. Humph. Paravati needs a reality check more than a new charm to tame her hair.'

Laughing to herself, Hermione took her seat and started her test. The written test was grueling for the rest of the class, but Hermione swept through it with ease. Having a few minutes, she gazed out of the window while waiting for everyone else to finish. Professor Flitwick's windows overlooked the grounds near the lake, so Hermione watched the wind ripple the water.

'The water is rather murky today. I guess the Giant Quid isn't in a good mood.'

Shifting her gaze Hermione looked over towards a garden that was just barely visible in the left corner of the castle grounds, blooms could be seen as far up as the Charms classroom.  Then, out of the corner of her eye, Hermione saw a black robed figure walking from the Forbidden Forest.

'Severus! I wonder what he was doing in the Forbidden Forest, no doubt collecting ingredients for his Potion classes; after all, he didn't have to give any finals or NEWTS today. I wonder what Mr. Snape has up his sleeve for tonight. I as soon as I get back to my room, I need to reply and find out what time to meet him for dinner.'

Hermione looked around the room to see Professor Flitwick summoning the exams to his desk, and instructed the students to get in their pairs. Paravati and Hermione stood next to each other in the circle that somehow formed around Professor Flitwick.

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Wesley, please step forward."

Complying, the two boys stepped in the circle, and looked at the short Charms professor.

"Alright, Mr. Potter you will be casting a Furnunculus charm on Mr. Wesley, and then Mr. Wesley, you will cast a Confundus charm on Mr. Potter.  Okay, begin when ready Mr. Potter.

Harry stepped back, took a deep breath and yelled, "Furnunculus!" as he directed his wand towards Ron.  Within a matter of seconds, Ron's skin started to pop up with boils.

"Well done Potter. Nonfurnculus! Mr. Wesley, your turn." Ron's boils disappeared, and he turned towards Harry.

Pointing his wand at Harry's chest, Ron yelled, "Confundo!" Harry looked at him and started to wander aimlessly.

"Where am I? I feel so confused, please tell me where I am." said Harry

"Very good, Mr. Wesley! Noncunfundo!"

Harry resumed his natural state and took a place beside Ron in the circle.

Professor Flitwick looked around the group and settled his eyes on Hermione, "Miss Granger and Miss Patel, if you please."

Hermione and Paravati took the center of the circle, and awaited instructions.

Clearing his throat, Flitwick said, "Miss Granger you will be casting a Leg Locker charm on Miss Patel, and then Miss Patel, you will cast a Cheering charm on Miss Granger.  Okay, begin when ready Miss Granger.

Hermione aimed her wand, and yelled, "Locomotor Mortis!" and instantly Paravati's legs closed together and locked. Paravati jumped up and down so Flitwick could see Hermione's charm worked.

"Great Miss Granger! Nonlocomotor Mortis! Your turn Miss Patel."

Paravati looked at Hermione and raised her wand, "Cheerundio!" Without a pause Hermione jumped up and down like a child that had been given too much candy.


"Wow! Today is such a wonderful day! Don't you think so Professor?" Hermione asked.

Laughing, Professor Flitwick said, "Why yes Miss Granger, it is quite a cheerful day. Noncheerundio! Well done Miss Patel."

Taking their place back in the circle the Gryffindors watched as their fellow classmates took turns doing their spells. Afterwards each student, one by one, had to perform a charm on his or her self.  Hermione had to perform the Sonorous charm, and of course she completed it perfectly. Class was then dismissed for the last time of the year, and all the students left with much enthuasium.

- - + - -

Returning to her room, Hermione slid off her robes and took a seat at her desk.  She pulled a piece of parchment from her desk drawer along with a quill and ink. Pausing a moment before writing, she collected her thoughts, and began writing.

Severus,

I would be honored to have dinner with you this evening. Please let me know the location and the time. Also, let me know if I can bring anything. Looking forward to your reply.

Sincerely,

Hermione

Rolling up the parchment, Hermione summoned her favorite school owl, Necromea. Necromea was a tawny owl, with beautiful and odd green eyes.

"Hello there Necromea! I need you to take this to Professor Snape for me." Hermione tied the parchment to Necromea's leg and patted the owl's head lovingly for a moment. "I need to see if Dumbledore will part with you. I don't think I could bare not seeing you after this week." Sighing, Hermione shooed Necromea away.

Within a half hour, Necromea returned with a note from Severus.

Hermione,

Please come to my chambers at eight o'clock tonight. You needn't bring anything, but thank you for the offer. See you then.

Sincerely,

Severus

Hermione looked at the clock on the far side of the room. It was already seven o'clock, so she decided to take a quick bath and then dress for dinner.

After finishing her bath, Hermione stood in front of her closet shuffling through the dresses she had.

'What in the hell am I supposed to wear?'

Hermione picked up a red dress that had silver studs all over. At the smallest movement, the studs sparkled in the lamplight. The dress was cut with a low bust line with a seemingly high skirt.

'I think Severus would like this one.'

Smiling to herself, Hermione put the dress on, added a pair of silver sandals, and went to fix her hair. She applied a small amount of make-up, and pulled her hair on top of her head. The curls overwhelmed the bun on top, and left some soft ringlets to escape and fall down her neck. Spraying a bit of lavender perfume, Hermione grabbed a black cloak and headed towards the dungeons.

Arriving at Severus' door unseen, Hermione knocked softly.  Sighing loudly, Hermione waited for Severus to let her in. Hermione heard footsteps coming towards her, and saw the door inch open.

Severus had to steady himself with the door from the sight before him. Hermione looked absolutely beautiful standing there in red.

'My passion in red,' thought Severus, and then invited Hermione in.

"Good evening Hermione, you look breathtaking. Please come in." Severus ushered Hermione in, and told her to have a seat next to the fire.

Hermione sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs and gazed at the fire momentarily before looking at Severus.

"Dinner will be ready shortly. I'm waiting on the rolls to cool a bit."

"You cooked dinner?" asked Hermione, in a little shock.

"Why yes, I enjoy cooking. It is much like potion making. The properties and ingredients are just different." replied Severus matter of factly. "Come on, the rolls should be fine now."

Taking her hand Severus lead her into a small dining room off of the kitchen. The table and chairs were done in the same rich mahogany wood, and the table was done in non other than silver and green. Severus had set the table before hand with beautifully designed china that had a rich hunter green border around the edge that resembled some Roman pattern. The same green pattern appeared on the glasses, and complimented the silverware as well.

'Severus has made a very nice showing when it comes to making things complement each other. His whole chambers are breathtaking.'

"Hermione, dinner is served." Severus brought out two plates that had a generous amount of pasta and it's accompanying sauce. Placing a plate at his seat he placed the other in front of Hermione. The rolls appeared on the table along with a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc.

"Severus, this all looks too delicious!"

Severus laughed heartedly and opened the wine. Pouring two glasses, he sat down at his place.

Glancing over at Hermione with a smile on his face, Severus said, "Bon appetit, mon cherie."

They ate the pasta, and drank the wine until Hermione thought she was going to die she ate so much.

"Goodness Severus, I didn't know you could cook, and so well at that. I have really enjoyed dinner." Hermione leaned towards the table and patted his hand while saying this, and Severus reveled in the feeling of her warm skin.

Clearing his throat, Severus stood with his wine glass and took Hermione's hand. "You're welcome, come, let's sit on the couch and chat a bit."

Hermione followed Severus back into the sitting room and took a sit next to him. Hermione didn't let go of Severus' hand, then again, he didn't let go of hers either. She leaned into him as he started to talk.

"You had your Charms NEWTS today, right?

"Yes, they were terribly easy, but then again I usually excel in Charms," replied Hermione.

Severus laughed, "You usually excel in everything! I know I was your Professor."

Hermione thought a moment, "Ah, was my Professor, that means you've graded our NEWTS, doesn't it?"

Nodding, "Yes, and I won't tell you what you got either! You just have to wait with everyone else."

Hermione started to feel daring and looked at Severus with her eyes half closed, and climbed into his lap. She took both of their wine glasses and placed them on the table beside them.  Leaning into his chest, and coming exquisitely close to Severus' ear, Hermione whispered, "Are you sure there's nothing I can do to find out my score, a little early?"

Breathing in sharply, Severus looked at Hermione's face. Her angelic face was practically glowing with anticipation, and most likely from the wine.

Swooping down to he neck, Severus kissed the spot where her neck and shoulder met and said, "I believe I can think of something that might sway my decision in telling you Miss Granger."

Kissing a little more deeply, Severus started to apply a little suction.

'Slow down boy! You know you can't leave any love bites, it's unbearably hot for turtlenecks.'

Hermione let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding and pulled Severus' head from her neck. Looking into his onyx eyes, she pressed her lips firmly to his. Tasting the wine on his lips urged her further, and Severus allowed her tongue to press into his mouth.

What had started as a seemingly innocent kiss, turned into a battle of tongues shortly thereafter.  Severus' hands found their way to Hermione's hips, and started to caress the silky dress that covered them. Slowly inching the fabric up, he soon had access to Hermione's scantily clad ass. Moaning into her mouth at his first touch of her satin thong, sent shivers down her spine.  Pulling always from Severus, Hermione looked at him while she tugged the dress over her head and threw it on the floor. Severus looked hungrily at the sight in front of him. Hermione wore a matching satin bra and thong in Slytherin green.

Seeing the look on Severus' face, Hermione said, "I thought you might like these, do you approve Severus?" Laughing, she saw him eye her with passion in his eyes.

"I approve, Hermione, and I thought I should let you know something."

Questionably, Hermione asked, "And what might that be?"

Severus stood up, taking her with him, and headed towards the bedroom. He dropped her on the bed, and growled in her ear, "You won't be leaving my quarters tonight." Nipping at her earlobe, Hermione let out a soft moan.

Severus worked quickly on releasing himself from the confines of his dress shirt, and pants. Standing before Hermione in nothing but some black silk boxers, Severus thought about how lucky he was to have Hermione.

Hermione, pulled him down to her, and they continued to kiss. This time, their hands had a chance to explore freely over smooth, warm skin. Unhooking her bra, Severus took a nipple into his mouth and bit at it tenderly. Hermione started to writhe underneath him.

'Gods, does she actually like a bit of pain? We'll see about that…'

Severus moved to the other breast and bit the nipple there, a little more intensely. Hermione emitted a low moan that came from the back of her throat.

'Merlin help me! She does like it.'

Severus moved lower and proceeded to remove Hermione's thong with his teeth. He allowed his teeth to graze over her sensitive flesh, and got a low moan of approval from Hermione.

Severus removed her panties, and continued to tease and stroke her in all the right places. This was fine, but Hermione wanted Severus in her, and in her now.

Leaning up, Hermione pulled Severus into another passionate kiss. Ending it abruptly, Hermione said, "Severus I want you now."

Severus let out a sigh, and smiled. Reaching down, Severus pulled his boxers off and tossed them to the side. Taking his shaft, Severus guided himself into Hermione. Hermione moaned at this intimate contact, and started to buck her hips after only a few strokes.

Severus  leaned onto Hermione, and said "Hermione, if you are that impatient, I think I need to teach you a lesson."

"Oh Gods Severus, I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me now!" gasped Hermione, no longer satisfied with the slow movements Severus was making.

Hearing that, Severus flipped Hermione onto her stomach.

"What in the hell are you doing?" asked Hermione.

"Fucking you." Slapping her ass he said with a growl to his voice, "Get on your hands and knees Hermione."

Hermoine was eating this up, compiling, she got onto her hands and knees. Severus moved behind her and aligned the head of his cock with her womanhood. He started to slowly tease her by running just the head up and down her canal, and without warning Severus slammed all the way in. Hermione moaned loudly, and pushed her hips back for more.

Building a rhythm, Severus would almost completely draw out and slam back in again over and over. Hermione was in bliss along with Severus. They moved in a wild, animalistic  rhythm until Severus felt Hermione start to tighten around his cock.

"Oh Merlin! Severus, I…love…you." With that, Hermione was sent into an oblivion of pleasure. Severus felt Hermione's muscle start to contract, and he let go of his hold, and came with her, groaning her name.

Moving back on the bed, Severus pulled Hermione close to him in a spooning position. Hermione looked into his eyes, and said "I meant what I said. I've loved you for a long time. I just couldn't do anything about it."

Severus smoothed her hair away from her face and said, "I love you too, but like you, I couldn't bring myself to do anything." Kissing her softly, he said, "Now get some sleep. You have Minerva's NEWTS tomorrow, and I don't want you blaming me when you fall asleep while trying to configure a clothes hanger into a mouse."

Hermione did just that, snuggling into him. She awoke the next morning to find herself back in her room, and in her own bed. Once again there was a note, but this time Necromea had it clutched in her beak.

"Thank you Necromea." Hermione said as she took the note.

Hermione,

I decided to move you once again, in hopes of no one seeing you leaving my chambers this morning. Good luck on your NEWTS and I will contact you after exams today. I hope you would like to spend the evening with me again. Once again, good luck.

Love,

Severus

Sighing, Hermione got up to start a new day.

Author's Note:

Heh, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! McGonagall's Transfiguration NEWTS are next.  Also, my sincere apologies go to Severely Snaped. I used an excerpt from his story, The Bare Essentials. I meant to give credit in the last chapter, but it slipped my mind. Sorry!

- Ellie