After they were done eating, Severus said "Actually, I'm not doing anything
today, unless you have your heart set on going to the museum I could show
you around the city?" "Really that would be so great!" said Hermione, not
wanting to end their meeting so fast. So the day was spent roaming the city
seeing the sites and getting to know each other more. By the end of the day
Hermione wasn't sure why she felt the way she did, but she just knew that
she couldn't let this be their only meeting and, although she didn't know
it Severus felt the same way. They said goodbye after he walked her to her
apartment and as he turned to go he felt a hand on his arm. "Wait, would
you, well, umm, would you like to come in for some tea. The place isn't
really that settled yet but I do know where the kettle is but I understand
if you have to go really..." but she was cut off mid-sentence as Severus
broke in, "Hermione, I'd love to. Just lead the way."
Inside the place was full of boxes and trunks that had been put there that day. As she was making the tea, Severus looked around seeing what the boxes were labeled. Most were books but he couldn't help but notice her open suitcase filled with mostly plain clothes but also a red and black lace teddy. He quickly turned around blushing. Lucky for him Hermione was busy with the tea. "Severus, the tea is ready." she called out, almost making him jump.
"Hey, Hermione, would you like help unpacking, I mean, I know that we may have our wands to help for the most part, but it still goes faster with two." "Really? Thanks, I thought that I would never get unpacked, I feel so buried in boxes. You have really been so helpful. I can't believe you're the same teacher we all knew and feared back at school." With these last words a troubled look spread across his face. He remembered those days at school, how his peers hated him. Then, it had seemed even as an adult no student at school liked him. Seeing the look on his face Hermione started, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that." "No, you're right and I'm sorry, really, so many things were wrong with me. I should have never acted that way. Everyone hated me. The students have always hated me at that school." he stated simply. She knew that he didn't me just when he was a teacher; she remembered what Harry had told her about how he was treated at school.
She didn't say a word, just walked over kneeled beside him and hugged him. Slowly he started to hug her back. After a minute, she let go and looked him in the face. There she saw the old pain and confusion over what had just happed, but also love. Suddenly their eyes locked; she was transfixed. She leaned in and gently kissed the hurt man sitting in front of her.
'What are you doing,' her mind screamed, 'he was your teacher.' Yet a second voice was saying, 'Shut up! You've wanted this for the entire day. Just give in!' The second voice won over. 'What are you doing,' his mind screamed, 'she was your student.' Yet a second voice was saying, 'Shut up! You've wanted this for years. Just give in!' Again, the second voice won. Severus slowly brought himself down to the floor next to her, never breaking contact. His tongue slid out and slowly ran over her lips. They tasted like honey and wine. Hermione opened her mouth, allowing his tongue entrance. Their tongues swished together, slowly at first and then faster fighting for dominance. She wound her hands around him, fingers running playfully through his hair. He held her close feeling her chest heaving against him.
As he broke their kiss, sucking on her bottom lip, they gasped for much needed breath. "That was wrong," he panted. "So wrong," she agreed. "But it felt so right," Severus said slowly, afraid of what he might hear. "So, so right," she whispered seductively in his ear. He looked at her lust filled eyes amazed. 'God, she is beautiful.' he thought. 'Why on earth is she looking that way at me!?!' "Why do you want me, no one wants me?" he asked, almost afraid to hear the answer. 'What if this is just about that night with Lucious? What if she just wants to "pay me back?" That must be it, why else would she even look at me,' he thought. "Do I need a reason to want to be with you?" Hermione teased. "Look," he said shakily, "You don't need to pay me back; you don't want to do this. I'm just going to go. I'm sorry, goodbye." It was now Hermione's turn to look hurt. Before she could say anything he left. Just as quick as it began it ended.
Inside the place was full of boxes and trunks that had been put there that day. As she was making the tea, Severus looked around seeing what the boxes were labeled. Most were books but he couldn't help but notice her open suitcase filled with mostly plain clothes but also a red and black lace teddy. He quickly turned around blushing. Lucky for him Hermione was busy with the tea. "Severus, the tea is ready." she called out, almost making him jump.
"Hey, Hermione, would you like help unpacking, I mean, I know that we may have our wands to help for the most part, but it still goes faster with two." "Really? Thanks, I thought that I would never get unpacked, I feel so buried in boxes. You have really been so helpful. I can't believe you're the same teacher we all knew and feared back at school." With these last words a troubled look spread across his face. He remembered those days at school, how his peers hated him. Then, it had seemed even as an adult no student at school liked him. Seeing the look on his face Hermione started, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that." "No, you're right and I'm sorry, really, so many things were wrong with me. I should have never acted that way. Everyone hated me. The students have always hated me at that school." he stated simply. She knew that he didn't me just when he was a teacher; she remembered what Harry had told her about how he was treated at school.
She didn't say a word, just walked over kneeled beside him and hugged him. Slowly he started to hug her back. After a minute, she let go and looked him in the face. There she saw the old pain and confusion over what had just happed, but also love. Suddenly their eyes locked; she was transfixed. She leaned in and gently kissed the hurt man sitting in front of her.
'What are you doing,' her mind screamed, 'he was your teacher.' Yet a second voice was saying, 'Shut up! You've wanted this for the entire day. Just give in!' The second voice won over. 'What are you doing,' his mind screamed, 'she was your student.' Yet a second voice was saying, 'Shut up! You've wanted this for years. Just give in!' Again, the second voice won. Severus slowly brought himself down to the floor next to her, never breaking contact. His tongue slid out and slowly ran over her lips. They tasted like honey and wine. Hermione opened her mouth, allowing his tongue entrance. Their tongues swished together, slowly at first and then faster fighting for dominance. She wound her hands around him, fingers running playfully through his hair. He held her close feeling her chest heaving against him.
As he broke their kiss, sucking on her bottom lip, they gasped for much needed breath. "That was wrong," he panted. "So wrong," she agreed. "But it felt so right," Severus said slowly, afraid of what he might hear. "So, so right," she whispered seductively in his ear. He looked at her lust filled eyes amazed. 'God, she is beautiful.' he thought. 'Why on earth is she looking that way at me!?!' "Why do you want me, no one wants me?" he asked, almost afraid to hear the answer. 'What if this is just about that night with Lucious? What if she just wants to "pay me back?" That must be it, why else would she even look at me,' he thought. "Do I need a reason to want to be with you?" Hermione teased. "Look," he said shakily, "You don't need to pay me back; you don't want to do this. I'm just going to go. I'm sorry, goodbye." It was now Hermione's turn to look hurt. Before she could say anything he left. Just as quick as it began it ended.