Well after Snape walked away I just stood in the kitchen. I walked behind the door and saw Lola and Sage whispering furiously to each other.

"Sage did you slip MASTER a mickey?" I hissed. Sage twisted his ears around while Lola glared at me. "I'm not mad I just need to make sure he's not actually going crazy."

Sage looked back at Lola then gave me a slight nod. I closed me eyes trying to think.

"Ok, why?" I asked trying to understand why he thought he was helping.

"Master seems so tense. I thought if he just opened up and allowed himself to love something or SOMEONE, he might feel better. Also not be as bitter to Sage and Lola," Sage whispered. I couldn't help focusing on the someone bit. I mean was Sage talking about me? Because if Snape was going to walk away from me then this relationship is not going to work!

Wait what relationship? I am seriously going insane. Excuse me.

"Snape! Snape!" I bellowed walking through the house calling his name. "Snapie-poo!"

I walked into a room and saw Snape lying on the desk as if passed out.

"Snape?" I called much quieter now.

"Miss Granger is there something the matter with you, where you just don't get it?" Snape asked coldly.

"Get what?" I asked shifting my weight.

"The fact that there is no redeeming me. I killed Dumbledore. Harry Potter is going to kill me. No matter what you say will ever make it ok. I am going to die and you are most likely going to die. There is no hope for us so I think maybe you should just go," Snape said his head still on the table.

"Go where?" I asked feeling tears in my eyes.

Snape started laughing. "I'm sorry that was too easy," Snape said laughing.

"Ok thanks," I snapped and walked from the room. I really don't know with that man. He is up then he's down then he's really up and drugged and then he is trying to kill me. It's like living with a skitzo.

"Miss Granger!" Snape called still laughing. What is the matter with him? I stomped into my room and moodily sat on my bed. This is great! "Miss Granger."

I looked up at Snape and saw that he looked happier than I had ever seen him. Even happier than the time he thought he caught Sirius. "Its Hermione," I said quietly.

"Alright Hermione," Snape said and just the name passing through his lips made me shiver. My name had never sounded so sexy. I mean it shouldn't. I was named after my grandmother or something.

"Yes?" I asked angrily.

"Can you do me a favor?" Snape asked. I stopped feeling angry and looked up at him.

"Uh, sure I guess so. What?" I asked. Maybe he was going to ask me to walk into a D.E. meeting wearing noting but stilettos.

"Would you have my heir?" Snape asked.

"Very funny," I snapped.

"I'm serious," Snape said.

"No," I snapped.

"Why not I asked all polite," Snape said angrily.

"Why? Why! Because I am eighteen years old and you kidnapped me. There is so many reasons why my having your child would not be a good thing," I said looking at him like he was crazy. Which now I am sure he is.

"Name some," Snape said defiantly.

"How about we're not married. Or the fact that we have never dated, or the fact that you are older than my parents or the fact that you are EVIL!" I yelled.

"Besides that," Snape said dismissively.

"Did you eat more of your drugged food?" I asked peering at him.

"No. Wait my food was drugged?" Snape asked getting angry.

"So you want me to have your baby?" I said quickly.

Snape stared at me.

"Why?" I asked feeling sick.

"Well you're very smart and I guess pretty," Snape said.

"I'll take that as a compliment," I said dryly.

"We would have the smartest baby in the entire world," Snape said nodding again.

"Get out," I said pointing at the door. "You're too weird today."

"Thank you for before," Snape answered.

"Well I didn't want to say no," I said shrugging.

"No I mean about having almost sex with me," Snape said and left. I felt my cheeks flame up instantly and fell back into my bed. He just asked me to have his baby.

Was he serious?

"Miss Granger?" Snape asked poking his head back in. "I was kidding again."

He has the sense of humor of a mad gun man!

"Uh, very funny," I said angrily. Snape smirked and left.

Ok I am really confused. Not only is his sense of humor completely fucked, but he has a way of making me want him more and more.

Dinner Time

I was sitting in my room when Lola appeared at my door.

"Master wishes to speak to you," Lola said eyeing me with great distaste. I looked up surprised and slowly walked out of the room.

"Where is he?" I asked in a low voice. For some reason the house seemed to be sleeping and it would be very rude to wake it up.

"His study," Lola said also in a low voice.

"I'm not allowed in there," I hissed back thinking it must be a joke.

"You are now," Lola answered and walked away.

I slowly made my way over to the big wooden door that held Snape. I knocked once and was only given a curt, 'Hello,' to tell me to come in.

When I went in a I saw a fire crackling merrily and Snape sitting in front of it reading.

"Sit," Snape ordered coldly. I was wondering what the hell I could have done now as I made my way over to a squishy armchair. "Here," Snape said handing me a glass.

I sniffed it once. Snape noticed and scowled.

"Oh for the love of-Its scotch," Snape said angrily. I stared at him.

"I cant have scotch!" I said. Snape just looked over at me. "Or I can, whatever." I took of sip and was met by a strong biting in my throat. "This is nasty," I said grimacing.

"What would you prefer?" Snape asked dryly.

"Vodka. With three cherries," I said smiling.

"Vodka in cherries?" Snape asked sounding amused.

"Better than olives," I said feeling the heat on my cheeks.

"Better than olives?" Snape said. Was he just copying everything I said?

"Better," I said waiting.

"Better?" Snape asked.

"Yes," I answered annoyed.

"Yes?" Snape asked now smirking slightly.

"Stop it!" I cried angrily.

"Stop it?" Snape asked still reading but his smile evident.

"Yes! Stop it! You are annoying me on purpose!" I snapped angrily.

"I'm annoying you on purpose?" Snape asked again.

"What is that matter with you?" I cried out in anger.

"What do you think the matter with me is?" Snape asked now looking at me. I noticed he was wearing reading glasses.

"I have no idea. You have been friendly, crazy, sobbing, horny, and annoying in the span of twenty-four hours! It's like your time of month or something! I really don't know what the matter with you is. I think the pressure has finally gotten to you and you've cracked! Cracked! Like a piece of glass," I cried. Snape studied me for a moment and then went back to reading. He doesn't even give me a response.

"What did you mean before?" Snape asked ten minutes later. I was busy studying my nails.

"It's like you're on your menstrual cycle or something. You know your period-" I began.

"No!" Snape said quickly. He looked to be blushing. "I meant this morning."

"Oh the therapy thing," I said and watched as he gave me a slight nod. "What about it?"

"Do you really think Voldemort would have done better in therapy?" Snape asked and I couldn't be sure whether or not he was kidding.

"I guess. Why you want to go in on a group rate?" I asked. Snape scowled again and didn't answer me.

For a few more minutes we were silent. Me just sitting there with a glass of scotch and Snape with his book. I noticed that when he wasn't making you cry or trying to kill you, he was actually quite handsome. Without the potions making his hair greasy and his skin sallow, his skin was fair and smooth as was his hair. He held the book in one hand while the other elbow was propped up on the arm of the chair, fingers twirling a strand of hair carelessly. His brows were furrowed in concentration and his eyes narrowed with confusion or anger, as if he didn't like what someone had written. He also muttered the lines out loud just audible that I had to hold in my breath and focus on his mouth to actually here it.

Crap. I realized I was staring at Snape.

"How long has it been since you've had sex?" I asked. I watched as his eyes came up to look at me incredulously.

"Excuse me?" he asked his drawl lengthening the words in outrage.

"How long has it been since you have had sex with someone else besides your right hand?" I asked trying to keep calm. Snape still stared at me like he was going to slap me. "Male or female."

Once again Snape went back to reading. This time though he kept looking up at me. Finally he threw the book aside in anger and took his glasses off.

"You want to know how long it has been since I've had sex?" Snape asked not looking at me but at the ceiling as if asking for guidance.

I nodded and encouraged him to go one. "Yes."

"Twenty years," Snape said and then nodded. "Twenty years."

"Twenty years?" I asked my mouth hanging open. "Twenty years? You stopped having sex two years before I was even born? Why?"

"There are more important things than sex," Snape said coldly.

"Not many," I said shaking my head my voice still shocked and defiant.

"This coming from the virgin?" Snape asked in a sarcastic tone.

"I've never been penetrated. That does not mean I've never had oral sex," I said bluntly. Snape sputtered for a moment and then looked at me again.

"Do your parents know you talk like this?" Snape asked sounding embarrassed.

"Highly doubtful," I replied reaching behind me for a book.

Another ten minutes of silence settled into the library.

"Why did you want to know?" Snape asked curiously. I could feel him watching me.

"I'm going to jump you later," I replied vaguely. Snape looked at me like he wasn't sure whether or not I was lying.

"You're going to jump me?" Snape asked in a tone that thought other wise.

"Yes. You might want to choose your place carefully," I said. He shifted again and stayed staring at you. "Not to quote you but, what exactly do you find so interesting about my head?"

"Nothing much," Snape said and went back to reading.

I JUST TOLD HIM I WAS GOING TO JUMP HIM! DOES ANYONE ELSE SEE A HUGE PROBLEM? NOW I HAVE TO JUMP HIM BECAUSE HE THINKS I WANT IT, HE WANTS IT, AND I WANT IT.

BUT SEE HE DOESN'T KNOW I KNOW HE KNOWS I WANT IT. WHY AM I YELLING?

Ok so I can use this to my advantage!

Snape stood up and walked over to a book shelf away from me. I hesitated a second and then walked to the door and shut it. Snape didn't notice as he was furiously muttering to himself and searching through books.

"What are you looking for?" I asked in my sweet school girl voice.

"A book," Snape answered shortly.

"No shit Sherlock," I said harshly. He looked over at me amused. "I mean which one?" I asked trying to put some warmth back into my voice.

"This one," Snape replied and took one off the shelf and made to sit back down.

"Snape?" I asked trying to do this before my courage ran away.

"Yes?" Snape asked turning back.

"Thank you," I said and walked over to him in giant strides until I was face-to-face with him. "For saving me," I whispered and kissed him. This time it was softer and not so demanding. Snape seemed to understand that I wasn't as horny or brave as I was before and also kissed me more gentle.

We fell back into a couch in the far corner of the room and stayed kissing. I rolled over him so that I was straddling him again.

"Miss Granger-" Snape began but I shut him up with a kiss.

"My name is Hermione. And I don't want to hear that I don't have to do this and I can stop right now. Save it. If I didn't want this I wouldn't be about to take my shirt off," I said. Snape just stared at me for a moment and I kissed him again.

I broke away from him and took my shirt off. Snape just stared at me for a moment before bring his hands around behind me in an attempt to unhook my bra.

"What is the matter with this?" Snape asked angrily.

"It's like your robes only much smaller," I whispered wiggling around on his waist.

"Oh," Snape moaned and finally managed to tug the bra off of me. Once it was off he stared at me again and I felt myself blush under his stare.

Snape kissed me again and brought a remarkably warm hand over to my left breast. I gasped at the contact and tugged his shirt off. Snape seemed to enjoy the noises I was making because he had flipped me over and was now on top of me. He turned on his side and kissed my neck.

I sighed happily as his hands grazed over my right breast. He began to slowly knead them and finally at long last, bent down and took a nipple in his mouth. I let out a low moan and ran my fingers through his hair. He moved over to my left breast and gave it the same treatment.

Even though I had never really done this before, I still knew what to do. I had done some things with Ron just to pass the time. Neither had been as good as this because it didn't mean anything. This had meaning.

I shifted so that I was under him and moved my hips into his. Snape let out a loud groan and his hands moved to the buttons of my pants. Once again our eyes met and he wanted to make sure I really wanted this.

I tugged at his pants and pulled them down. As he kicked his legs to shove the pants off, I lifted my hips and managed to slip my pants off. Both pairs lay on the floor in a forgotten heap.

Now all that was left between us were Snape's boxers and my panties. Snape was still staring at me waiting for the first sign that I was suddenly disgusted.

"Does this answer your question?" I purred as my hand reached into his boxers and grabbed a hold of his length. He gave another loud groan. "I'm sorry?" I said as he muttered something I couldn't hear.

"Oh god," Snape said as I began to tug and pull at him.

I bent down and took him inside of my mouth. I listened to wear exactly Snape moaned and paid special attention to it. I flicked my tongue over his head again before I felt him roughly pull me up.

"Not yet," Snape said hoarsely and flipped me over again.

I allowed his hands to trail down my body. He slowly let them glide from my chest down past my belly-button to my inner thighs. My legs opened immediately, waiting for the contact my body was now demanding. Snape seemed to get the picture, and was now gently rolling my panties off. He was taking his time doing it. This was another try at making me beg for it.

"Please," I whimpered into his neck. Snape smirked and reached into my fold where my clit was standing erect demanding some attention. He obliged and slowly began to stroke it. I gasped at the contact and arched my back so that my hips were as close to him as he could get.

Snape spread my legs wider and slowly bent his head down to my center. I felt a brand new sensation that I didn't know what it was until I looked down and saw that Snape was eating me out.

I gasped with a new wave of pleasure and cried out in ecstasy.

After another minute I felt climax quickly approaching and felt my breath coming quicker and quicker. As I approached it, Snape plunged a long finger deep into me.

"Oh gods!" I cried out in pleasure. Snape began to take it out torturously slow, only to plunge it back in. I had my first orgasm seconds later. Waves of pleasure wracked through my body and I cried out his name over and over again.

When I finally came down off my high, I flipped Snape over so that I was straddling him. He gave me a small smile and I kissed him this time with much more excitement. I kissed down to his neck and his nipples which made him twitch as I blew air onto them.

After a minute, Snape flipped me over and positioned himself between my legs. Once again he looked at me for reassurance. I nodded once and bit onto his shoulder waiting for the pain to strike me. As he entered, I felt a dull pain that sharpened as he moved further in.

Snape had stopped and was waiting for me to tell him to move on. It only took a second before the pain went away and pleasure took over. I slowly began to move my hips savoring the waves of pleasure that was caused. Snape let out another loud groan and began to move faster and faster.

"Ooh gods!" Snape said into my neck. I moved faster and kissed his neck.

Soon after I felt close to my second orgasm.

"God Hermione," Snape moaned as he came. The sound of his name against my ear and the fact that his hips were grinding into me at an alarming rate, pushed me over the edge. I had my second orgasm that night.

We just lay next to each other not speaking, just enjoying the warmth that was radiating off of us.

"Thank you," Snape said just as I felt myself dozing off.

"You're welcome," I whispered.

"I love you," Snape said into my ear.

"I love you too," I said and then it went black as sleep took over me.

A/N Please read and review.