A/N: Thanks for the review I got. As for my other story: Ensnaring Minds, It was brought to my attention that there is a part that is a little confusing. I appreciate the constructive criticism and I tried to replace that chapter after editing on Microsoft Word. However, doesn't seem to want to let me replace that chapter. It is not letting me upload that document. I don't know why because it let me do this one. I assure you that as soon as I am able to I will fix that chapter. Now about this story. I am glad you seem to like it so here is the next chapter.

Chapter Two: The Sparks to Light the Fire

Hermione remembered exactly what had happened and snapped back to reality. "You took advantage of me you selfish bastard." Hermione stood up and walked over to the fire.

"Me? It was all your doing if I remember correctly."

"You could have stopped me. You didn't do anything. This is just as much your fault as it is mine. And I swear to god, if you tell anyone, I will kill you."

"Who am I going to tell? Do you honestly think I'm going to spread around the school that I shagged a student. No offense, but last night is not worth losing my job over."

"Well you should have thought of that last night. At least I have an excuse, I was drunk. You were as sober as you are now."

"You think I don't know that? You think I am not horrified by my actions?" Hermione was actually speechless. After a few minutes of awkward silence Snape said, "I think you should be going."

"And what? Just forget that this ever happened? Well I can't. Now it's burned into my memory that I…that I had sex… with a teacher. That I, Hermione Granger, head girl, provoked it. And you how can you live with yourself? Wait…" Hermione seemed to just recall something.

"What?"

Before we…you know…you didn't deny that you wanted me."

"Wait…I…uhh."

"Oh god. You did want it. That makes it even worse. I had sex with you and you liked it. Is that why you brought me here? To take advantage of me?"

"Of course not. You think I said, 'Hmm I'm bored, maybe I'll get a student drunk and shag her.'? I had no idea that this would happen." Snape kept moving closer to Hermione as he talked. Neither seemed to notice until they were about a foot apart.

Without thinking Hermione reached up and kissed Snape. Realizing what she had done, she immediately broke the kiss and ran out of the room in horror, quickly saying "I'm sorry," before she left. Snape just stood there in shock.

Hermione got back to her rooms and was just as stressed as she had been that morning. Now she hadn't only shagged her Professor, but she had kissed him…willingly. She didn't even know why she had kissed him.

All of a sudden she heard a knock at her door. She took a deep breath and opened it. She sighed in relief when it was just Ron.

"Hey Hermione. I wanted to see how you were feeling today. You know after last night." Hermione's heart almost stopped.

"What about last night?"

"You know. You had a lot to drink and I figured you would have a wicked head ache this morning so I came to see if you were ok."

"Oh that. Yeah I um don't really remember what happened last night," she lied.

"Well you got drunk at the staff Christmas party and then you left and I didn't see you the rest of the night. Where did you go? You left so suddenly."

"Umm I don't know. I suppose I wandered around and made it back here somehow. I'm fine though. Thanks for being concerned. Any way I um have to clean my room. Yes, it's a mess. Thanks for stopping by, maybe we can hang out later."

She shut the door before allowing Ron to say anything. What have I done? She looked at the clothes she was wearing and they were the same ones she wore to the party. She needed to cleanse herself of that night and those memories so she decided to take a relaxing bath.

Over the rest of Christmas break, Hermione tried anything to avoid Snape. She never looked at the head's table at meals and often left early. She borrowed Harry's Marauder's Map to make sure they didn't cross paths on her nightly rounds. She even stayed in her room or the Gryffindor common room during her free times.

As each day ended, she was painfully reminded that the new term would be starting soon. With that thought, came another; she would have to face Snape for the first time since the kiss. What would he say to her? Would he even do anything?

As she woke up the morning of the start of term, she was actually nervous. Nervous to see him and to face him. She got dressed and headed to breakfast. As usual she didn't look up at him for fear of what his face would "say".

Unfortunately for her the Gryffindors had been assigned double Potions. At least it was the end of the day. She tried to ignore her fears and grabbed a piece of toast to eat. When she finished she went back to her room to get her things and met up with Ron and Harry on her way to class.

After a long day of grueling classes the last thing she wanted to do was go to double potions. It seemed that Harry and Ron shared her mood but not for the same reasons. They took their seats and waited for Snape to begin the lesson.

"Although it is the first day of term, we will be continuing from right where we left off. Open your books to page 400 and take notes for the rest of the class. Tonight I would like you all to write an essay about the different potions you take notes on today. It must be at least three feet in length and is due Wednesday. Get to work." Snape returned to his seat and continued grading papers.

Hermione sighed in relief knowing that she wouldn't have to face Snape yet. She opened her book and began to take notes. After about two hours the class was finally over. Snape told the students that they were dismissed and reminded them that their essays were due on Wednesday. Before Hermione could leave she heard him call her name to stay behind. She turned around and walked up to his desk.

"Yes Professor?" She gulped as she awaited his answer.

"Can we talk?"

"About what Professor?" She was hoping to avoid the subject completely but she was getting her hopes up and she knew it.

"We kissed Hermione." Here it was. She knew it was inevitable.

"So?" She knew she was walking a fine line but she didn't care.

"We kissed. You and me. What was that Hermione?"

"A spell?"

"Oh come on. Really, do you really think that someone would put a spell on us to make us kiss? Honestly? …I know what you want Hermione." Hermione gave him a stern look. "Don't I?" He said grinning.

"Ok so we kissed, Professor. But it was wrong. I …we shouldn't have done it. I am your student and you are my Professor. Nothing can change that."

"Not even how you feel? Soon you will no longer be a student here and I will no longer be your Professor. But you can never change how you feel. Maybe you don't want to admit it, but there is something there. Exactly what it is, I can't tell you. Only you can know for sure. But it's there. I know Hermione because I feel the same way. Two weeks ago, if anyone told me I would be saying this to you, I would have laughed in their face. But I am saying this Hermione. And not just because we had sex. But because I…we, both of us, feel something. We had sex because this feeling has always been there. It just needed the sparks to light the fire. Well, the fire is lit. The question is Hermione, are you going to harness it or let it burn through your heart?"

Severus didn't know it but he had actually brought Hermione on the verge of tears.

A/N: If any of you are major Buffy fans like me you might have noticed that I took a little scene from Season Six Episode 8: Tabula Rasa. I just really liked how Buffy kept trying to change the subject about her and Spike's kiss so I kind of used that here. I also took the line "And I swear to god, if you tell anyone, I will kill you" from Season Six Episode 10: Wrecked. I have always found that line amusing and it fit. ;) hope you liked.