A/N: Hello my lovely readers. I'm glad I wasn't the only one who thought Severus would be a fantastic phantom (and being perfectly honest even slightly highly attracted to him in that role ;) ) Anyway. Now this one will be split between Severus and Hermione and they're reactions. I was torn between a lemon here….but decided it was still a little early. And before I forget, you know Luna and Hermione's communication? Well I realize after beginning to read one of my favorite Hermione Severus fanfics, I may have had an underlying influence. So I am going to give credit where it's due. Not to mention, it will give you an incredibly long but well written fanfic to read in between my random and sporadic updates. The fanfic is called The Problem with Purity and it's written by: Pheonix. Writing. It's 600,000 words long and 62 chapters long. The idea I have changed a bit is Mindspeech. Something she came up with or something. I just know that's where I got it. So please read and enjoy. Anyway, without further ado, here's the "aftermath" of The Point of No Return.

Chapter 31

Merlin's sake Mione! Luna's voice exploded in her head out of no where, Would you please make sure that you have your mind blocked off when you're feeling that way?

Hermione blushed both physically and mentally I'm sorry, Luna. It's just…things didn't go exactly how we planned. Severus stepped in, and well, everyone knows that Point of No Return is so about sex that it's not that it is.

Not a single word of that made sense, care to elaborate.

It's a reference to a muggle book. How to read literature like a professor. It basically states that everything in books is about sex, except for sex.

Okay, and this has to do with the musical and your husband how?

Point of no return is a song full of lyrics about sex. So it's not about sex. But there's so much there, that it makes a full 360 back to being about sex.

Still not connecting the dots. Although Luna had already connected them, Hermione had to "say it out loud" so to speak to continue to move forward.

Severus filled in as the phantom. And the last song, they way he guided my hands, it was electric.

Well then, not to be crass, but why not take care of the problem yourself. AFTER blocking me out.

It's not that simple. I maybe be completely totally turned on right now, and possibly want to jump him, since he's the only one I CAN shag anyway, I can't take care of it myself. I, uh, it…it just doesn't do anything for me. So distract me. How are things? Have you guys made any progress?

Well, Harry has explained to us about horcruxes, I felt it unnecessary to say that you had already informed me of everything. And we've been in the same spot for the most part.

Well it would have to be small, easily concealed and mean something to, him.

Since when don't you call him by Vol-

STOP! It's tabooed! I don't know if thought communication counts, but don't risk it. Hey, didn't Harry and Dumbledore find that locket?

It was a fake though right?

Yeah, but what if you can find the initials somewhere. I'll look as much as I can.

HERMIONE! YOU'RE A GENIUS! I love you but I HAVE to go wake the boys. I must tell them something.

Alright, good luck Luna. But it was useless, the eccentric girl had already checked out. And Hermione was left to her own thoughts that quickly strayed back to her professor. She had already awakened her own sexual desires when she got bored and a little drunk with Ron. But much to her dismay she found she did not possess the ability to pleasure herself, and found those toys just a little tasteless. She preferred the touch of someone. But surely Severus wouldn't be willing. She sighed, realizing she would just be sexually frustrated for the night. She didn't particularly want to have sex with him, but she didn't not want it either.

It had taken every ounce of will power to not push his wife against the wall the second they disappeared from the stage and take her. He could still remember feeling her nipple sticking out and having to stop himself from stopping his breath. He couldn't help but notice that she disappeared the second she could, and found himself holding a bunch of flowers with her name on them. For a school that was likely to condemn her for marrying him and carrying his child, they felt content to praise her for now. He cast a preservation charm on them and left them backstage, before going to take his place at the head of the table.

He had allowed Minvera the honor of making the grand speech, as he hated the idea of addressing the students. He ate dinner without conversing with his colleagues despite their attempts. Instead his mind was rather occupied. He tried to control himself, however found himself growing more aroused. Hermione had acted beautifully, sang wonderfully, and put him under her spell. He wanted to go back to their quarters, caress her and woo her until she succumbed to his very will. But he had too much respect for her.

Dinner ended and Severus collected the flowers walking back to their quarters. He tried his best to clear his mind of his thoughts. But Hermione half naked kept flashing into his mind, the look on her face as he held her kept catching his breath.

He walked through the doors, flowers first, "You took off before your classmates could give you token of their appreciation."

The flowers were magically removed from his hands and she was in front of him, wearing a knee-length night gown. He almost pinched himself, for thought he was dreaming, but the feeling of her soft lips pressing fiercely against his confirmed he was wide awake. And He lost control, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closely as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He slid his hands down, one on the back of each thigh, as he leaned into her ever so and picked up with ease, then using only one hand to hold her up, used the other to press her closer to him. He carried her over to the bed, and laid her down gently, kissing her deeply and passionately. One of her hands entwined in his hair, and he wanted to take her. And this was not the reaction he had been expecting, and one he had not dared hoped for. And then he remembered how rocky things were. And how much sex complicated things. He stopped kissing her and pulled back.

"Severus?" Her voice was soft, almost hurt, by his sudden withdrawal.

"That's enough. Go to bed, you must be exhausted. And you have a lot of school work to get started on tomorrow."

He knew he had been harsh, but he had to stop things there. She wasn't emotionally ready for them to have completely consensual sex. She couldn't be. He turned away and swooped into the bathroom, starting the shower in haste.

Hermione sat on the bed, fighting back tears. She thought she had looked pretty. And she had hoped that by being assertive, it might have worked, and his initial reaction had given her hope. She just wanted to have sex. That was it. And he had rejected her. Was she not attractive to him? Did she not leave the right impression?

She crawled over to her side of the bed and crawled under the black comforter. She choked back tears and closed her eyes. But she found herself unable to fall asleep. She felt Severus walk into the room, and sit on the bed. Shortly after she heard his soft gentle snore. And her tears broke through, and she tried to sob as quietly as she could, and fell asleep, violently shaking from the tears.

A/N 2: Yes, I know I'm cruel. But I had to. Also, Happy Halloween. No chapters tomorrow, but I promise to try to keep up this pattern of fairly regular. And that is the closest it's going to get to a lemon for a while. They have to sort some things out first.