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Tears were clouding her sight as she run away from him. Not really paying attention to her surroundings, she just run and soon found her naked feet on snowy ground. Her mind barely registered that she must have left the castle but she didn't care. How could he? How could he call her that? She could have sworn that he cared. Suddenly she knew why he was able to hurt her so deeply. She loved him. She was actually deeply in love with Severus Snape! She didn't just care for him or enjoy his company. She loved him. That made her cry even harder. May the goddess help me, she prayed silently while snowflakes swirled around her.

"My, my, what do we have here?" a cheery voice asked cruelly.

Hermione's blood turned to ice as she turned around and found herself face-to-face with Lucius Malfoy.

"Severus's little whore. Oh, and she's in such a poor state. What brought you out like this? A lover's quarrel perhaps?"

Automatically, her hand flew to her side before she remembered that her wand lay in her room. "What do you want here?" she asked him, surprised that her voice sounded so strong.

Lucius shook his head and smiled at her. "What do I want? I want a lot of things, little whore." He looked at her closely, obviously checking her out. "Now I see why Severus agreed to it… You do have your good looks, Mudblood." She closed her eyes to avoid the raw lust she saw in his cold blue eyes. She reopened them just in time to see him grab for her.

"Would you care to tell me what the hell you are doing with my wife, Lucius?" A male voice snarled and Hermione's heart filled with relief.

Lucius let go of her and she immediately hurried over to Severus. He barely looked at her as she stepped besides him. His eyes still on Lucius he slipped off his robe and laid it over her exposed, shivering form. Hermione sighed. She hadn't realized how cold she was until his still-warm robes heated her frozen skin.

"Ah, Severus, I just wanted to guide your little… wife… back to the safety of your rooms. You never know what is waiting outside, do you?"

"Let that be my worry, Lucius." The two men gazed at each other, fighting a silent duel. Severus seemed to have won because Lucius bowed his head slightly before he Apparated.

The moment his enemy vanished, Severus let go of the breath he had been holding. He turned around to Hermione, looking her up and down. That was the moment he noticed that she wasn't wearing any shoes and that her lips were a light blue color. Without a word, he swept her up into his arms and carried her back to the dungeons. Neither of them spoke, Hermione because she was still shocked about her encounter with Malfoy and Severus while he didn't know what to say.

He entered their rooms and went straight for the bathroom where he filled the tub with hot water. He than undressed her gently and lay her body into the pool. He felt her eyes on him the whole time but he didn't look at her.

"Thank you," she whispered.

His dark eyes rested irritated on her. "What for?"

"For rescuing me."

He snorted. "There is nothing to thank me for. If I hadn't said what I did you would never have run out like that: without you wand, half-naked, and barefoot. It's my fault that this happened!"

"So, we are both guilty. You for saying what you did and me for behaving like I did."

He stiffened for a moment. "I should apologize."

She looked sharply at him. "Should you or do you want to?"

He smiled a little. "I definitely should. But I also want to. I am deeply sorry for what I said, Hermione."

She nodded and reached out to squeeze his hand. "I am sorry, too. I should have talked with you instead of Harry."

They both were silent for a few moments?

"Did you mean it?" he asked hesitantly.

"What?"

"What you said to Potter. Do you really believe that no other man will want to touch you after I have? Have I ruined your reputation and your life?"

She gasped. "Was that all you heard?"

"I left after that"

Hermione let go of his hand and stood up. The moonlight was shining on her wet skin and Severus had to swallow. She left the tub and knelt before him, searching his eyes with her own as she grabbed his hands. "Then you missed the good part. There was, and still is, a lot more to that conversation, Severus, but no, that isn't my opinion. I am very proud to be with you, even if we are not really married. You are a fantastic man. I admit that you are difficult as hell. But still…"

He closed his eyes for a moment and she felt him relax. In that very moment, she knew why he had behaved in such a hurtful way. He had felt rejected. Hermione remembered what Harry had told her about his little trip into Severus's past, two years ago. How hurt he must have been after her words. Her skin had dried in the warm air; she didn't feel cold at all. She stood up and offered him her hand. Severus took it and stood up. She guided him to the bedroom and undressed him slowly.

"Hermione, what are you doing?"

She smiled seductively at him. "If you don't know by now, then I must be doing something wrong," she teased and pushed him onto the soft mattress until he was lying flat on his back. Hermione straddled his waist; Severus moaned at the contact of their skin and he longed to caress her but when he reached out to touch her she shook her head. "Don't. Let me."

Her hands started to stroke his arms and chest before she leaned down to kiss him. Soon, their tongues were fighting for dominance and their breaths quickened. She broke the kiss and smiled sweetly at him before she let her lips travel over his face. "I missed you these last two weeks, Severus. I hate fighting."

He could barely nod let alone say something because her teeth were scraping over his skin, first, his throat and his shoulders before she went deeper and sucked and licked his nipples. Soon he felt her nibbling on his abdomen and he tensed when it dawned to him what she was about to do. He opened his eyes. "Hermione. You don't need to…"

She silenced him. "But I want to!" She settled between his legs and let her fingertips glide over his thick, warm cock. She smiled as she heard him moan deeply. Hermione continued to caress the velvet skin of his shaft and his testicles.

Although they had slept together dozens of times, she had never been in this position. She had felt his erection against her skin, inside of her, and she had touched it, but never before did she have such a clear view of his manhood. She bent down and softly touched him with her tongue before she licked over the tip, tasting his salty flesh. Hermione didn't find the taste unpleasant at all.

She continued to lick, kiss, and stroke him while he was clutching the bed sheets with his hands. She had never done this to him before and he knew that this was her first time ever. God help him when she improved her skills! Occasionally he looked down and savor the sight of her. The sight of her pink perfect lips as they were wrapped around his member nearly took him over the edge.

"Stop. I can't hold out much longer," he whispered.

Hermione smiled up at him licking over her swollen lips. "I don't want you to, Severus. I love it when you lose control and I enjoy even more that I am the one who can make you lose it."

Her words aroused him even more and he surrendered to her. Hermione continued her efforts as she increased her sucking and licking while she continued to caress his testicles with her soft hands. Soon she felt him shiver and, just moments later, he exploded into her waiting mouth. Hermione swallowed his seed and continued to suck him until he stopped shivering.

Moments later, he grabbed her and pushed her onto her back before he kissed her deeply. He caressed her body, finding her ready for him and soon he filled her completely. She clung to him as his wild strokes brought them both to oblivion.

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