Dungeons. Day. Hermione jolted from bed, her eyes scanning around the room. She confirmed to herself this is not Gryffindor's tower, nor her room.

The room is a bit a green color, dim light, mysterious bedroom she ever sleeps in. Then she remembered last night. Of course, she was with him last night and of course she was in Severus Snape's bedroom.

She looked down at her body, naked. Her eyes scanned on the carpet where her pajamas scattered all over. She and Snape have their s** last night. That's new for her. She lost her virginity to Severus Snape that she neither liked nor regretted.

She moved to stand up but felt an excruciating pain between her legs, she leaned on the bed. Snape nowhere to be seen.

"What on earth?" She looks for the time. 7.00am. And she is still in bed doing nothing. Was she shocked about it? "Say it... I'm doomed".

Their kisses became more intense, more demanding. She had never felt like this before. He pulled her in even tighter and she felt something pressing against her belly and with that he let out a gasp and quiet moan.

He undresses her before undressing himself. He claimed his mouth on hers again. "I want to see you, my love.. completely.." he whispered.

His kisses started to trail along her neck down, eventually reaching her breasts. Hermione could do nothing but let out the whimper that had been trying to escape for some time already.

She pushed her fingers into his hair and caressed his head harder against her bosom. He let out a moan. Filled with pleasure his hand slipped between her legs. Most of it is his finger exploring her most private parts.

Snape positioned himself between her legs, making her spread them out further. He stopped there and they locked eyes.

"I'll be gentle as I can my love.. it shouldn't hurt very long". he explained not wanting her to be shocked by what he was doing.

"I want to be yours, Professor".

She felt him move and rub his hard member against her fold, slipping between them.

"Merlin, how I love you my love..."

His hand guided the tip of his member straight to her core. Slowly he started to push in and Hermione had to whinge in pain. Nothing she couldn't handle, but it was there.

Snape keeps pushing himself deeper within her. It was a little painful, yes, but there was also pleasure in it. He kissed her again, her arms were wrapped around his neck and shoulder. The next thing we know, the room is filled with their moans and pleasure.

"My dear love..." Hermione awakens from her dream. Her eyes now locked to Snape who was standing right in front of the fireplaces. Fully dressed, then he takes a seat beside the bed. "Did I hurt you my love..."

Hermione shakes her head no in a smile. "I'm sorry if I hurt you..."

"No.. it's okay". she reaches his hand, kisses his knuckles. "I'd never felt this way. I'm being a bad student, Professor". both chuckles. Her face blushed. "How should I walk back to Gryffindor tower like this".

"I already asked the house Elf to bring your clothes, robes, everything you need. That includes your timetable and books. You will have your breakfast at the Great Hall after this".

She nods with thank you. "There's one thing I should tell you before I go, Professor". he waited. "Harry knows about us".

"I'm not surprised. I already knew before Potter found out".

"Do you? don't you... mind?"

Snape shakes his head and smiles. "As long as no one takes you away from me.. I don't". he kisses her forehead. "And I still hated Potter. I have to let you know that". she laughed.

Great Hall. Day. Hermione rushed in and found Harry and Ron eating at the Gryffindor table. She took her seat beside Ron as Harry eyes up on her and smirks. He knew last night. Maps never lie.

"Oi! Where have you been?" asked Ron to her.

"Urmm..." her eyes on Harry. "Well, Ron. I went to a library for a bit". She lied.

"Are you mental? Early in the morning you went to the library. For what?" scooping his breakfast inside mouth. "Is that because of.. Malfoy?" Hermione shook her head yes. "Oh yeah. You told us before, to investigate Malfoy's weird behavior".

Hermione with her fake smile. Her eyes up at the high table which Snape just entered and took a seat for breakfast. His eyes then on hers. She blushed, quick she turned back to Harry who was still smirking at her.

"What?" she asked him. She begins eating her breakfast, ignoring Harry.

Defense Against The Dark Arts. Classroom. Day. Students write down on the book. Today Snape began his lesson with Werewolf. He sits on a chair and writes down notes for his new draught he is brewing for Hermione. Then his mind about last night.

Smiling to himself. He never felt so happier in his life.

"Professor Snape?" his eyes shoot up at the second year student. "I don't understand why we should begin with this chapter".

He leaned on his chair, said. "Are you underestimating my position as a teacher, Mr. Jack".

The boy shakes his head. "Then do your homework without questioning my position". he snarled. "Ten points from Ravenclaw for underestimating my authority". he heard Ravenclaw houses growling at him. Snape smirks, how he loves his job.

Library. Night. Harry trails Hermione through the stacks. "So, how is it going?" asked Harry, she turned to him. "Like I'd say, Mione. Maps don't lie. You were there with me for a minute about Ron and Lavender snogging. And midnight you went to... Snape". he whispers as he mentioned Snape's name.

"What on Merlin are you doing?"

"I can't think straight".

"Is that your reason? By seeing him at midnight, settling down as you two like... on bed".

"Honestly Harry". She breathed. "I'm feeling wonderful". Harry snorts. "I would like to invite him to Slughorn's Christmas party together but Snape is the teacher so I can't invite him. What people think about us then if they see us together. He wasn't part of Slug's Club".

Harry nods. "I just thought, you know, since neither one of us can take who we'd really like... maybe we'd go together. As friends".

Her heart stopped. "Why didn't I think of that? Snape won't be jealous if I go with you".

"So who are you taking?"

"Um... it's a surprise. Besides, it's you we need to worry about. And you can't pick just anyone".

She walked closer to him. "See that girl over there. That's Romilda Vane. Rumor has it she's trying to slip you a love potion".

"Really...?"

Harry considers a fine-boned girl with Raven hair. She is exquisite, an absolute work of... she snapping finger.

"Hey! She's only interested in you because she thinks you're the Chosen One".

"But I am the Chosen One". Hermione cocks her head at him, exasperated. "Urmm...sorry. Okay. Kidding. I'll just ask someone I like. Someone cool". he smiled. "Just tell me, Mione. How's that feeling when Snape touches you".

She glared. "Snape still hated you". Harry nods agree. "Like I'd say it's wonderful". She smiled and blushed. "I can't believe what I did, Harry. You didn't tell anyone, did you?"

Harry shakes his head no. "I never felt this way, people will wonder what Snape hiding under his robes. His masculinity".

"Masculinity? Are you mad? are you sure, Mione". Harry almost screamed at her.

"Positive".

Shrugged. "I can't say no nor I can't say why. So, did Snape really into you.. inside you?"

"Harry, that was a private question and I can't answer it".

"I respect your privacy, Mione. Well, I'm glad you're happy. Even me and Snape weren't destined to get along. I am happy for you". he breathed. "Masculinity?"

Hermione bite her lips. "Well, Snape has broad shoulders, a pair of strong arms, and a strong body. I can feel him in me".

"Don't say that, Mione. Just keep those memories in your head. I don't want to hear it".

She sighs. "What should I tell my mum and dad?"

"Don't..!" Snape wrapped his hand around her waist. "I'm afraid they will not like me, because I'm their age and I fall in love with you. My student".

Weekend. Day. Hermione and Snape in dungeons. She got an excuse from Harry as Ron brought Lavender to Hogsmeade village. He didn't bother to ask Harry about her.

She knows what she needs. Snape who she needs in her life. "You were right but we can't keep it a secret.. what if I get pregnant.. and you weren't there for me".

"I'll be there for you my love". he leaned to kiss her on the lips. "I'll be there for you and our child". he said between their lips. "Forever..."

Her eyes meet him. "I can feel something is going to happen. Or just me who.."

"Nothing is going to happen. I promise you my love".

"Professor Slughorn had a Christmas party that I would like to invite you to. You see.. we both can't be seen".

He smiled. "If you want me there.. I'll be there for you. Beside.. Slughorn's Christmas party wasn't a bad idea. I've never been there before".

"What about Cormac?"

"So McLaggen who you invited to the party". his eyes feel jealous. "Just play along with my love.. he wouldn't notice".

Hermione blushed, both shared their passionate kiss until both of them ended up in bed.

... "I love you mine Professor.."