Part 2

"It's not a joke Professor. What I told you is true." Hermione said, her tone dead serious. She sat down on the couch and looked him in the eyes. "Professor Severus Snape, I love you." She said calmly.

"Hermione, please do not make this more agony for me. We cannot be together. There are… reasons, which you wouldn't be able to understand." Snape said his head in his hands.

"Try me, Severus." Hermione said testily. At this Snape's head lifted up.

"I suppose, Hermione, I can tell you. But you mustn't tell anyone. Do you promise?" Snape asked.

"I would rather die, Severus." Hermione told him.

"We cannot be together because I am a vampire." Severus said softly. Upon seeing Hermione's expression he added. "Not a real vampire. Somebody told me it was a good idea to cut yourself and then suck the blood. I tried it for the first time when I was eleven. Blood is addictive. I didn't learn that until after. Once you start you cannot stop."

"I don't see why that would make a difference." Hermione stated.

"Hermione, how would you like it if you were kissing someone and suddenly they cut with a razor blade and start drinking your blood?" Severus asked.

Moving closer, Hermione said, "I would like it a lot." She held out her arm. "Cut me." She was so close that Severus could feel her breath on his cheek.

"Hermione," Severus started.

"Severus, just cut me." She begged.

He pulled a razor blade out of his pocket. "Ok, but I warn you, it will hurt."

"Do it!" She ordered.

Severus made a thin cut, about five centimeters long. Hermione felt the pain and the blade cutting through her flesh.

Severus raised her arm to his lips. He covered the cut with his mouth and began to suck. Her blood tasted much better than his. While his was bitter, hers was as sweet as honey.

She moaned softly.

"Am I sucking too hard?" Severus asked.

"No, keep going," Hermione said looking into his eyes.

When Severus had drank enough he cover the cut with gauze and wrapped it tightly. Once he was done wrapping it he asked, "Do you still love me, even though I am a monster?"

"Severus, you are not a monster. And yes, I still love you." Hermione answered.

"And you don't mind the sucking."

"Not at all. I'll never stop loving you, Severus." Hermione said.

Severus reached up and touched her cheek, stroking it gently. "I love you too Hermione." He captured her lips with his and wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing her body against his.

"Severus," Hermione moaned tangling her fingers in his hair. "Give me the razor."

"It's in my pocket." He replied simply.

Hermione took one hand out of his hair and plunged it downward, not bothering to look. She groped around for the pocket, touching Severus' excellent body through his clothes.

When she finally found the pocket she grabbed the razor blade with one hand and Severus' arm with the other.

She looked into his eyes.

"Cut me." Was all he said.

Hermione dragged the razor across his pale skin. She threw the razor across the room and brought his arm to her lips.

"Just place your mouth over it and suck." Severus advised.

Hermione did just that. Severus' blood tasted so good, it was bitter, just like him, but turned sweet after awhile.

Severus moaned. God, her mouth felt so good on his arm, her lips gently sucking and her tongue teasingly touching his arm occasionally.

Hermione drank quite a lot of blood for her first time. Severus was amazed.

She bandaged his arm up like he had done for her.

"You taste good Severus." She stated.

"And so do you." He replied.

Fin.

A/N: I think this is a good ending, but if you don't agree, tell me in your review and I might add more, you never know :)