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A/N: Switching to Hermione's POV for now. Forgive me if it seems confusing for now but I want to keep the story current with both POVs like I said in my last chapter.

(Hermione POV)

It's been two days since I last saw him, two days since I last kissed him, and two days since I last slept with him for Merlin's sakes. What kind of slut am I? Letting one stupid man make my knees buckle, and my lips sing his name, while at the same time breaking my heart.

So why did I leave, knowing I would hurt both of us? The answer is simple, or maybe not so simple. I did not want to look like an idiot, I did not want to have to face an awkward morning-after conversation about where we were, and I did not want to be in line for another heartbreak. He did it once, how did I know he wouldn't do it again? I still think I made the right choice, as every sad and angry feeling, thought and worry that I felt for the last six months ran through my head. I believe the two hundred or so days since we broke up were the worst two hundred or so days of my life. Then I got my job at St. Mungo's and things began to look up, since I had something to concentrate on other then nursing a broken heart.

Look at me now, I'm an emotional mess. I just hope I will never see him again. Obviously I am not that lucky...

"Hermione!" Seamus Finnigan, the head honcho at St. Mungo's came bounding up to me at lunch, white doctor's robes trailing behind him. "You'll never guess who I treated for a heart attack!" His blue eyes twinkled mischieviously.

"No Seamus, I can't say I would be able to, so tell me," I was not in the mood for jokes, but the ever jovial man egged me on.

"Come on Hermione take a guess, here's a hint: You and I both know him, but you do better than me."

Well, it could be any number of people...Harry? No, he was only twenty-three, same with Ron. It was a he, obviously older... "Okay Seamus, is it...Dumbledore?"

"No! Merlin Hermione, you think having him in here would cause much more of a stir, and he is fit as a fiddle anyways. You obviously won't get this one so I suppose I will have to tell you."

"Please do. I must say my curiosity can not take much more of this!"

"Professor Snape!"

"Oh...no...no. Seamus you know that is not a funny joke!" Seamus, along with Harry, Ron and Ginny were the only people who I had told about my relationship with Severus.

"No joke, I swear. Yesterday morning, the crotchety old bugger came in because he had a mild heart attack. I treated him, with nothing other than your potions, and now he is in day two of the ten day watch."

"Oh shit! Seamus, I am about to confess a relatively embarrassing secret to you, and if you tell anyone, I will hex you into the next millenium." He nodded solemnly, and I knew I could trust him. "Two days ago I ran into Severus in Diagon Alley. We chatted, in a friendly manner, and to make a long story short, the next morning I awoke in his bed."

"Blimey Hermione, did he...rape you?" Seamus's eyes grew into saucers.

"No, nothing like that at all. It was completely voluntary. But it gets worse. When I found out my situation the following morning, Severus was not yet awake, so I simply dressed and left, while he was still sleeping. I hadn't really planned on seeing him again."

"Damn right you didn't." A low, growling voice came from behind us.

A/N: Why bother stopping here? Well, I am a little ill so I would prefer to rest but since I have all of these ideas bouncing around in my head so no doubt the next chappie will be up soon. Please review as it's how I know this story is getting read so I will continue!