Hermione sat very still for a moment, as if contemplating what her Professor had just told her. All in all, she didn't think it made much sense. Severus Snape, concerned about her safety and caring more about her than anything in this world?
"It must be a dream. Or Fred and George gave me an experimental sweet…"
Severus came closer. "I'm afraid it's neither, Hermione. I… love you?"
He said it as if it were a question, but Hermione knew otherwise. Nothing was too good to be true. She had wanted to be his for so long.
"I love you."
