Sorry, everyone has a different fantasy and I just had to leave it to the imaginations of all of the Snape loving ladies out there. I'm one myself. If I get enough feedback I could possibly make an alternate ending to this fic if it is wished. Till then, check out some of my other stories. Like my Harry/Snape fic. Or my Hermione/Draco fic or perhaps one of my friends fics at Varie Raven.
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Epilogue
4 Years Later.
Hermione sat in a bar in Hogsmeade, sipping a bit of whiskey. The wind outside was fierce and the snow was blowing in heavily. She was just waiting for her date to arrive. They had set the meeting up months ago and planned everything out, so that her husband wouldn't know or catch her.
She felt icy fingertips touch her shoulder, and she swallowed down the rest of her whiskey and turned to face him. A few strands of greasy black hair hung out from, under a hood. Hermione raised her own cloak over her head and hopped off the stool.
She knew what she was doing was wrong. She knew that there was the risk of being discovered. Like the times she had done this over the past eight years, she knew she would hate herself in the morning. She knew that this was not the best thing for her, but she couldn't help it: He was after all, Irresistible.