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A/N: Thanks everyone for the reviews. This chapter just came to me in the middle of the night. So as promised I am updating it. Hope you enjoy it. A particular thanks to dethwatch. As usual don't forget to review, like and follow.
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Chapter 5
When Hermione woke up she found him sleeping by her side. The sun was pouring inside of the room. A white cotton sheet was thrown on their body barely covering his. She smirked mischievously at the figure next to her, she only now saw how pale his skin was. She took time to observe his bedroom. Admittedly, she had not really had the time to observe it the day before she was more preoccupied to contain her orgasm and to watch him as he did passionate love to her. She looked at the foot of the bed and saw a huge dark wood bookcase. It went up and was only stopped by the ceiling above it. The shelves were stocked with beautiful leather-bound books. She looked at some of the titles and was surprised to recognise some of them from Muggle literature.
She then looked back towards her lover. He seemed so peaceful here next to her. She looked at him for a while before his voice startled her slightly "Have your parents not told you that it is rude to stare Hermione" his voice was even deeper than usual and Hermione had to admit it. She loved it. "Hey…" he cut her short and sat up on the bed Accioing his white shirt and putting it on himself "Hermione, if yesterday meant nothing to you. I understand I shouldn't have taken advantage of you. You were weak and defenseless. I am so sorry. I would totally understand if…" Hermione walked around the bed and leaned against his lips. She was pressing them with hers and shushing him at the same time more efficiently than any word would have. "Severus, I do not regret anything. Yesterday when I dreamt about you, I dreamt that I had lost you when you defended me against a heard of Death Eaters. When you died in my dream I was addressing you as my lover. I think that it meant something. I realised that I love you Severus. I love every bit of you the good and the bad. I don't care that you are a double agent. I don't care that you had to kill Dumbledore as he forced you to do so and most of all I don't care if my friends don't like you because I love you. I will fight for us to be an item. I will do everything in my power to be with you." Hermione said her speech with tears in her eyes.
Severus was taken aback. Never had anyone told him that they loved him neither that they would fight for him. He too now saw that the feelings he had towards Hermione were not the ordinary feelings a teacher should have towards his student. He loved the way that she could answer any question he asked in class, he loved the way her bushy hair fell against her back, he loved to see her work on her potions most of the time her eyes glued to the book while following the instructions and what he loved most about her was her big chocolate brown eyes. Even if he sounded annoyed at her most of the time. It was just a facade, he actually was deeply, madly in love with her.
"Hermione, if you are willing to try and have a go at a relationship with me I would be honored. To tell you the truth, you always intrigued me. The way you could outstand your classmates so simply has always and is still amazing me. I would love to be with you." With that, she pressed her lips once again to his. This time biting his bottom lip ever so lightly as to ask for permission to enter. He immediately opened his mouth and when their tongues touched they both let a small gasp out of their lips. Hermione then grasped his shirt and began undoing the last buttons of his shirt. She was nearly done when he retrieved his lips. "Why did you stop?" she asked standing up and wrapping her arms around herself as she immediately felt the coldness of the room when he left their embrace "Shit, I have to go, I have a staff meeting. It began ten minutes ago and I am late." He grabbed his clothes his voice low as he spoke to himself. She only managed to get a few words but her thoughts were confirmed when she heard him talk about "that fucking meeting" and that he'd "rather get laid instead of having to listen to their complaints about Death Eaters harassing them or the students". He magicked his clothes onto him and addressed to Hermione. "Stay right here I'll be there in on hour and don't you dare get dressed witch." Hermione kissed him shortly trying to have him stay but to no avail. He broke the kiss and left Hermione standing on the cold stone paved floor of his bedroom.
She picked up a white shirt hanging on a hook next to the door and did the first buttons. She then headed towards the bathroom and used the toilets before spraying a little cold water on her wrists and face. She went for the book case she had been studying earlier and took a book randomly. It was an Agatha Christie novel The crime of the Orient express. She loved this novel. She remembered that as a child, her father used to read it to her before going to sleep. The thought of her parents made her shed a tear or two. She roughly pulled the sheets towards her and propped herself against the pillows.
When Severus came back inside his rooms. He saw the young witch's head hanging on her chest. Her hair curtained around it. He approached her, took the book she was holding and read the title before placing it on the nightstand. He then took her back in his arms and laid her further onto the bed until her whole body was laying on it. She smiled without waking up and Severus pulled the covers onto her before placing a tender kiss on her forehead. He drew the curtains and plunged the room into darkness. He then headed to an armchair in the corner of the room and lighted a lamp on a small reading table. The Potion professor then conjured some essays and began grading them glancing from time to time to the woman sleeping in his bed. She looked so peaceful and for a moment he was happy. Truly and utterly happy.
After two hours where Severus to his great surprise finished grading all the first grade's essays. To his even greater surprise he had given an O to one of them and the rest were either E. Of course, there was a T but the pupil who had wrote his essay told him that Bezoar were not to be found in the organs of a goat but instead in the organs of a dragon. He then walked up to Hermione and placed a kiss on her lips. She woke up and a smile appeared on her lovely mouth. "Someone slept in. I see. What should I do with you?" He began kissing her leaning on his arm to avoid crushing her. He nibbled at a few spots and when he saw her smirk playfully at him he stopped his ministrations and change topic "It's almost time to eat. What do you want for lunch my love?" he had spoken in a protecting and loving. "I don't know. Surprise me. If you can cook?" She spoke in a challenging tone. "If I can cook? Herms I'm a freaking Potions Master. Of course, I can cook." With that, he went to the other side of the bedroom and pulled a book. A door appeared, it led to a magnificent kitchen and living area. She saw the pots and pans lined up and let out a small 'wow'. He brought her into the kitchen and gave her a pair of slippers so she would not catch a cold from standing on the cold floor.
A few moments later, the pots and pans were on the stove and fumes were coming out of them. The kitchen slowly began to be filled with wonderful aromas. Severus was jumping from pot to post stirring each one meticulously. Hermione chuckled softly when she saw him peak his tongue while chopping some carrots. After twenty minutes, he conjured up two golden lined plates and with the help of his wand dressed the food in the plate.
Hermione had placed the forks and knives on the table while Severus had placed the food into the plates. When he walked towards the table, he saw Hermione ogling at him. Her eyes roaming up and down his body. When she saw the plates and the food they were containing, she licked her lips and her stomach gurgled. "Turkey and carrots puree accompanied by a homemade gravy with a finger of firewhiskey" he said while placing one of the plates in front of her. She waited for him to sit before eating her food. "It is delicious Severus, I could seriously get used to that."
When they finished their meals they cleaned the plates together and chatted a little before Severus headed out of the Headmasters quarters and headed towards the dungeon to teach his first years.