She squinted disbelievingly. Sure, she had felt his hard-on against her earlier. Sure he was teasing her before.

But STUNNINGLY BEAUTIFUL?

Wow.

She opened her mouth to speak, but before she could, he lowered his mouth onto hers and kissed her deeply.

She clutched her hands at his sides and held onto him.

She whimpered and pushed her hips into his.

He growled at the back of his throat and moved his hand to her face, sliding it under her head and pulling her head closer to his.

Wait a minute.

They both stopped.

Breathing hard, eyes glazed.

They'd come unstuck from the ground!

Severus looked at Hermione, and opened his mouth to apologise, then stopped.

She would probably hit him now.

She lifted her arms up.

'Here it comes..' He thought.

But instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down again.

She bent her knees and felt the pins and needles as the blood moved through her limbs again.

Severus groaned as he felt her fingernails digging into his neck and the back of his head.

He pushed hips into hers to make sure she could feel how hard he was and moved down to kiss her neck.

Whimpering and moaning, she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him as close as possible.

He pulled back and brushed the hair away from her face.

"To my rooms?" He asked.

She nodded enthusiastically, sure that her voice wouldn't work, and they both got up and walked to his rooms quickly.

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Meanwhile, in another part of the castle.

"Yes, Albus, I'm sure they went into his rooms TOGETHER." The portrait reported.

"So all went according to plan, then." Albus twinkled.

"Except that they were there for 5 hours!" Called another portrait.

"Well, you can't rush love, now, can you?" Albus replied.

"Now, Peeves, as thanks for helping me, as we discussed, you have use of the room of requirement to wreck as much as you need for ONE week."

Albus waved his hand and the door to the room appeared and opened, and it was filled with old chairs, old, empty pensieves, caldrons and books.

Peeves let out a happy cry and flew into the room. He began throwing things everywhere and laughing and singing.

Albus sat as his desk, and smiled.

"Best idea I've ever had, that was." He said to himself.

THE END!

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As an afterthought, imagine how this would have went if Peeve's had led Severus in the wrong direction, and he had landed head to toe with Hermione!

But that's a PWP for another time.

Hope you enjoyed. ;)