Severus Snape eyed his wife, who was foaming at the mouth with anger over their son's escapade. The cat was now out of the bag, and Severus had to face the music. Fortunately, she wasn't as angry as he had thought, only angry at their son.



"Severus, I am so proud of you for helping Draco and Ginny. Although, I do not encourage our son's role in this. What will happen when the children find out everything?" Hermione said behind closed doors in their bedroom, as she undressed for bed. Severus eyed her slim and supple body, still ravishing after bearing him three children and over ten years of marriage.

"Potter will get what he had coming to him, my dear." Severus said in a quiet tone, appreciating the fact that she had chosen to wear one of his black muggle T-shirts for bed, the hemline way over the knee, only a few inches over her hips. He wanted the conversation to end, and other events to begin.

"Severus, are you even listening to me?" Hermione asked exasperatedly as she stood in the center of the room, cheeks flushed a light shade of pink. She still couldn't get used to the dark sparkle of desire she found in her husband's eyes as they roved over her body.

"Yes.. I am listening." Severus said wryly as he began unbuttoning his shirt. Hermione swallowed, and her eyes took in the sight of Severus standing in the candlelight, his eyes dark and liquid with love.

"Oh, forget it." Hermione whispered savagely, throwing up her arms. "How can I think like this when you're looking at me like that?" Severus chuckled deeply as his wife stalked off to the bed, looking over her shoulder at him with narrowed eyes. Severus slowly undid his trousers, sliding them down his muscular legs, and slipping into his side of the bed, eyeing Hermione the entire time.

The two slowly took each other in their arms, quietly sharing a moment away from their lives, it was only the two in their world. No children, no students, and no reality.

"Severus... I love you." Hermione whispered huskily as she ran her hands over his torso. "Thank you."

"Mm." Severus murmured, whispering in Hermione's ear of his love for her. Hermione closed her eyes and took her husband into her arms, clutching him close to her, breathing in his familiar musky scent. "Hermione, my love."

The night stretched on, the two sharing their love for each other with sweet lingering kisses and warm, loving strokes on flesh. Severus shuddered violently as he collapsed on top of Hermione, taking care not to crush her under his weight.

"I suppose you win this time." Hermione breathed out lightly, her eyes half-closed from her sated state. "Tomorrow we will see what happens."

"Mmm, we will see." Severus said quietly, rolling on his side and taking his wife into his arms, surrendering to the deep sleep calling him.