A/N: I'm extremely sleep deprived so you can ignore the crappiness i.e. the whole thing.

All I Want Is You

"Hermione!" a voice called out to her in the corridor, and a tall young woman came rushing after her. "Dumbledore says I can teach the first and second-years!"

"Oh, that's… good," Hermione turned around to find Parthenope grinning wildly at her. "Um, see you sometime."

"Wait," Parthenope grabbed her arm, "where do you think you're going? Come on; we still haven't had that chat."

"Um, well I kind of have to go…"

"Hermione! You're coming with me!" She dragged her out into the courtyard. The November frost laced the russet leaves, making them sparkle like diamonds on a ring of gold. Parthenope pulled out her wand, de-iced one of the stone benches and sat down, pulling Hermione with her.

"So…What happening in your life then?"

"Nothing, I told you." Hermione sighed,

"Oh come on Hermione, it's obviously man trouble or else you wouldn't be sighing like that. Is it anyone I know? I could talk to him if you want."

"No really, it's fine." She tried to hide the trickle of a hot tear down her frozen cheek.

"Hermione, please tell me." Parthenope looked into her eyes.

"I don't even know you Parthenope, I'm unlikely to start telling you everything that's going on my life." She turned away,

"It might help…" she held out a tissue she had just conjured,

"Thank you," Hermione sniffed, "It's just being with him is so different from what I'd expected, he just seems to take me for granted now."

"Who?"

"I'm not telling you," she sniffed again, "and I think he's seeing someone else."

"No! Don't tell yourself that. What house is he in?"

Hermione paused for a second, "Slytherin," she replied.

"I was in Slytherin,"

"Really? But you're not evil or anything,"

"Well…" she winked, "I guess I'm just sly, my dad was a Slytherin too. What about yours?"

"I'm Muggle-Born, my parents are dentists…" Hermione thought she saw Parthenope mutter 'Mudblood' under her breath, but she could have been imagining it.

"I should be getting back, I have to go to Double Charms," Hermione stood up,

"I'll see you around Hermione. Keep smiling."

Hermione sighed, she knew partly why she was so depressed; it had been strange to get back to her menstrual cycle after seven months of pregnancy, and she was finding she got stressed more than she had before. Perhaps that was just the weight of responsibilities on her now.

"Miss Granger, could you please explain to the class the purpose of Fractional Partition spells?" Hermione blinked, she had completely forgotten that she was in a Charms lesson. Everyone was looking at her with each second that she didn't answer.

"I'm sorry Professor Flitwick, may I go to the Hospital Wing; I'm feeling a bit ill." Flitwick nodded, Harry asked if he could go with her, but Hermione mouthed refusal to him.

She put her bag over her shoulder and walked out of the room, she walked to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom where Snape was teaching a class of fourth-years. She stood outside for a few moments, just listening to his voice. Then she knocked on the door gently.

"What!" he growled, she opened the door to find a sea of faces staring at her.

"I'm sorry Professor; I really needed to talk to you about that essay." She looked straight at him with a piercing gaze.

"Can't you see I'm busy Miss Granger?" he stood up, responding to her desperate stare, "very well, I trust you can all behave yourselves for two minutes." He strode through the door, and into an empty classroom along the corridor. He closed the door behind them.

"What is it?" he asked distractedly,

"I had to see you,"

"You see me a lot of the time. I'm trying to teach a lesson, make it quick." He rubbed his arm, where she had seen the Dark Mark glow red-hot before.

"Is it burning again?" she asked,

"Nothing serious," he murmured,

She looked at him admirably; it must take immense bravery to stand up to the Dark Mark's call. He put an arm around his neck, and kissed him on the cheek. "You're so cold, Severus. Please be honest with me, is there something going on?"

"Hermione, this really isn't the right place," he removed her arm and sighed, "what do you mean?"

"I mean…is there someone else?" she stuttered embarrassedly,

"What gave you that idea?"

"Lavender Brown said she saw you kissing someone, and I know it wasn't me."

"Hermione, there isn't anyone else, honestly."

"Then who were you kissing?"

"It's complicated –"

"But all the promises we made -"

"Hermione! Please, I'll explain it to you another time, I think you need to go back to your lesson, and I need to go back to mine. All we want is to go back to normal.

"But Severus, all I want is you."

She placed her arm back around his neck, and reached up for his face, pulling in down towards hers, and her lips. It felt so much more exciting to be eloping in secret again, at the back of the classroom, like they had only a year ago. They kissed until her head began to drown in dizziness; he took a step back, his pale cheeks flushed with colour. He turned on his heel and walked back into his classroom without another word.

She practically skipped back to Charms, when she entered yet another sea of faces was upon her.

"You seem to have recovered Miss Granger, the colour is back in your face." He winked at her.

A/N: Any U2 fan should recognise some of those phrases ;) Sorry if a lot of that was a bit depressing, I'm kind of depressed and I guess it shows. Sorry if that was also a bit short, but I had another of those crazy weekends where I walked 35km in 35'C and got absolutely no sleep, don't ask me why. Also life is just generally not on my side at the moment, as trev will know if she got my email last night ;) Never mind…oh about the whole HBP thing, I'm just going to keep this the same and write a new fic. Cos if I change this it'll be just one big spoiler and I wouldn't want to ruin it for people who can't read it within the first 3 hours of its release.