Chapter 7

Hermione yawned as she stood up and stretched. She didn't remember where she was, but once she did, she looked beside her and saw that Snape was still asleep, his long raven hair covering his face. She looked at the clock, it was almost 5 o'clock Hermione took a couple steps away from him and found that the spell had worn off Instead of leaving, she laid back down next to him. She looked up at him.

God, he looks so peaceful when he's sleeping and doesn't have that horrible scowl on his face. He's actually quite good looking, she thought to herself.

She closed her eyes, and leaning against him, drifted off to sleep again.

An hour and a half later, Severus Snape woke up. Brushing the hair off his face, he looked beside him and smiled as he saw Hermione was still asleep. Looking at the clock, he was shocked that it was that late. His first class was in an hour. Praying that the spell had worn off, he slowly stood up, not wanting to disturb Hermione, and found that the spell had indeed worn off. He walked over to the portrait on the wall a few feet away, gave it the password ("Gillyweed"), where a door appeared in place of the picture, and walked through it and into his private rooms to get ready for the day.

Hermione woke up once again and found that Snape was not beside her. Wondering where he was, she stood up and looked around. A few feet away, she saw a door that had not been there when she had gone back to sleep.

Walking over to it, she grabbed the handle and slowly opening it, she walked in. These must be his private rooms. They were actually very large. There wasn't much furniture, but there was a lot of space. His bed was very big, with a black duvet and black silk sheets. There were two bookcases, so full of books that Hermione was sure if one more book was added to either of them, they would crash. There was also a wooden chest of drawers. Hermione admired the room for a few more minutes, not realizing that the shower had stopped.

Snape shut off the shower. He stepped out and looked around, realizing that he had forgotten a towel. Reaching for his wand to summon it, he realized his wand wasn't there. Shit! Well I guess there's only one option. Walking to the door and stepping out into his bedroom, he made to move to his drawers to get a towel, when he looked at the door leading from his rooms to his office, and realized Hermione was standing there. Hermione screamed and looked away

"Oh my God, Professor! I'm so sorry!" cried Hermione, as she ran out of the room.

Snape just stood there in shock. What the fuck just happened? Holy shit! How am I supposed to face her again?

Taking a deep breath, he went to his drawer and got a towel, and went back into the bathroom.

Outside in his office, Hermione was sitting on the couch. I can't believe what just happened. Then her girl side kicked in and she smiled to herself. Well, its not like he has anything to be ashamed of. And he's in pretty good shape for his age. Her thoughts were interrupted by Snape clearing his throat. She looked over and turned about five shades of red, but he had her beat, with his face turning about ten shades of red. They stood there for a few awkward moments, before Snape looked away.

"Hungry?" he asked.

"A little," Hermione said. That was a lie; her stomach was practically eating itself.

Snape summoned the House Elf that had served them dinner the night before, and he returned moments later with a tray laden with pancakes, bacon, cereal, and juice. They sat down and Hermione helped herself to some pancakes, where the ones she took where replaced with fresh ones immediately. They ate in complete silence, still embarrassed by what had happened. Hermione finished her breakfast and stood up.

"I guess I'll see you later, Professor," she said.

He looked at her, nodded, and pointed towards the door.

Once outside, Hermione leaned against the wall, a confused look on her face. Why did he act like that when I said I was leaving? It was like he didn't even care. Maybe he doesn't even care about me. I was so stupid to think that he actually liked me.

So into her thoughts and disappointed, Hermione didn't even realize that she was crying until she heard a familiar voice.

"Hermione?" said Ginny, "What's wrong?"

Hermione shook her head.

"Wait till we get back to the common room. Classes didn't start for her or Ginny until midmorning, so she figured she had plenty of time to talk to Ginny.

Once back at Gryffindor Tower, Ginny and Hermione sat down in armchairs by the fire, where Hermione told Ginny the whole story, Ginny laughing hysterically at the part where Hermione saw Snape naked.

"Maybe he acted like that when you left because he was still embarrassed," said Ginny.

Hermione thought maybe Ginny was right. She hadn't thought of that. Hermione was smart when it came to books, but boys, she was clueless. She hadn't really had a serious relationship, except for Victor Krum in her fourth year, but that relationship ended a month into summer holiday. And there was that time she gave into Ron's pressure and ended up making out with him in a broom closet. But she didn't really count that one. She figured it was good she had Ginny. Ginny, although younger than her, seemed to have had a lot of experience with boys, from what she had told Hermione.

She and Hermione talked for a little bit more, before Ron and Harry came back from breakfast, and joined her and Ginny. Hermione wasn't sure whether she should let Harry in on what was going on with her and Snape. Harry and Snape hated each other, and although Harry was one of Hermione's best friends, she didn't know whether or not she should tell him. And she certainly wasn't going to tell Ron, considering that Ron was in love with Hermione. Hermione thought about the two of them for a moment. Ever since Harry had broken up with Loretta, she hadn't been as close with them. She hoped this would pass and that things would go back to normal between them. At least she was still close with Ginny.

Hermione, Ginny, Ron and Harry then went for a walk on the ground before classes. Hermione wasn't sure what she had first, so she took out her schedule and realized she had potions. Groaning, she thought about how awkward this was going to be.

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