Chapter 3- Bittersweet Dreams

A.n: Yay, chapter 3! 3 chapters in two days! Yippee, a new record for me! I have been writing the chapters while I have been at work…look how busy I work+grins+ Well onto the story!

Hermione still couldn't sleep. Dreams were pushing into her mind. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw him. What the hell was wrong with her? She was beginning to think that she was going insane. She had to sleep though. Her body was screaming for it, now all she had to do was convince her mind to stop racing.

It was a long narrow corridor. Hermione recognized it as one of the halls in Hogwarts. She walked forward and caught the sound of her footsteps echoing off the walls. The marble floor was so shiny she thought it was a mirror. She knew where she was, how did she get there?

She made her way down the hall and it started to turn freezing cold. She could feel the iciness sting at her skin then, she could see her breath before her. What was going on? She looked at the walls and the candle like torches were still searing red and fiery. Hermione was confused beyond reason. It was impossible.

The air seemed to become heavy and thick, but Hermione was still so cold. The she heard it, footsteps behind her.

The soft thuds fell heavy on the marble and Hermione stiffened. She tried finding her wand, but found she could not move. Her body had frozen in place. Hermione tried to scream, but her mouth would not open. Panic filled her heart. The footsteps got closer and she wished she could turn to face her intruder. She wanted to run, wanted to scream, wanted to curl up and protect herself, but her body would not allow anything.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped and all was silent again. Hermione could feel her heartbeat beating in her ears. Then she felt a hand snake up her arm and to her shoulder. She would've jumped, if it weren't for the fact she was frozen as ice. The hand slowly made its way up to her neck where it pulled back her hair and then Hermione could feel very hot breath fanning her ear.

She was scared and then oddly curious at finding out who was behind her. The breath was hot against her ear, then it was on her neck. She could hear whoever it was take in a breath and breathe out slowly. Hermione felt the hand tracing her neck very delicately. She gulped and almost shivered until the owner of the hand stepped around to the front of her.

There stood Professor Snape, with a wide grin across her face. He leaned forward only until his lips were barely touching hers and he said:

"Miss Granger…you have detention…"

And he kissed her lips passionately and Hermione melted…

Hermione gasped and sat up in her bed, sweat trickling down her face and neck. She gasped heavily and then noticed that several people were standing around her bed, including Parvati and Lavander.

"Hermione, are you all right? You were whimpering and we tried to wake you, but…"

Hermione nodded her head

What the hell was going on? She had just had a dream about Snape kissing her.

And she had liked it…

She thought she was going to vomit…

Next Chapter: Chapter 4- Wicked Wednesday

A.n: I know…another short chapter…but the next one is…really…long…ugh…it hurt my hand to write it…