Disclaimer: I don't own HP or "You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman." Those are J.K.'s and Aretha Franklin's.

you make me feel like

a natural woman

Hermione knew that Severus still had another hour or so of shopping to do in Hogsmeade. He wouldn't be coming in for at least that long, possibly longer. That meant she had an hour to do it. The thing she had been wanting to do all day.

Dance naked.

Yes, Hermione Granger liked to dance around the room naked when she was having a bad day. It might sound stupid, but it helped her feel better when she felt like the world was against her. She ran into the living room and pulled out Severus's old record player. She ran into their room and dug under the bed for her bag of records. Severus didn't like Muggle music much, so it was up to her to keep good music in the house. She rifled through the records until she found just the song that would pump her up. She grinned to herself, pulled the record out of the sleeve, and ran into the living room to turn it on. She placed the record on the player, but before she played it, she undressed. She took off her jean shorts, tank top, bra, and panties, and threw them onto the couch recklessly. There she stood in the living room, in all her naked glory, ready to let loose. She leant over and placed the needle onto the record. Aretha Franklin blasted out of the speakers: Looking out on the morning rain, I used to feel so uninspired. She sang along at the top of her lungs. Hermione was no gifted singer, but that didn't stop her. As she got to the chorus, she thought of Severus as she danced around the living room, jumping onto the coffee table. You make me feel… you make me feel…you make me feel like a natural woman! Nothing could stop her, she was climbing on the couch and loveseat, shaking her bottom in the air like no one's business. She picked up a syringe Severus used to measure out ingredients for potions and used it as a microphone, climbing back onto the coffee table. She was all the way to the bridge of the song, record blasting at full volume, still as naked as ever, when Severus's key clicked in the lock. She didn't hear. But he walked into the living room, he dropped his bags he had been holding in his hands, and his mouth fell to the floor. She had her eyes closed, singing into the syringe, her hair falling over her bare shoulders. You make me feel so good inside, Aaaaaa-nd I just want to be close to you, she sang loudly, turning around on the coffee table, not knowing she was turning right to face Severus. She held both her arms up in the air and flung her head back as she belted You make me feel so aliiiii-iiiii-iiiiiiive! As she held out the last note, she flung her head back up and opened her eyes to see Severus standing in the doorway gaping at her. She froze, her arms raised in the air, facing him. He just stood there; he couldn't take his eyes off her. She screamed suddenly and jumped off the coffee table, trying to cover her breasts and crotch at the same time. Severus closed his mouth, started to speak, but just started laughing hysterically. She dropped her hands, realizing he had already seen her; there was no use trying to hide it. As she stood there, watching him double over laughing, she began to laugh too. The record was still going, and eventually, Aretha's voice faded into nothingness. The room was silent except for their gasping breaths.

"Her-Hermione," he gasped, "what in the bloody hell were you doing?" he managed, crossing the room to her.

"I wa-was… Oh God! I was dancing naked! I tend to do that when I've had a shoddy day," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck, still naked and gasping for air through her giggles. He laughed and leaned down to kiss her. He suddenly realized he was holding his naked girlfriend in his arms. He grinned down at her.

"What is that grin for?" she asked, then blushed.

"Well, Miss Granger, I seem to have you in a most compromising position," he said in a mock serious tone, picking her up swiftly in his arms and carrying her to his bed. He laid her down gently and began to take off his robes.

"I may just have to join you in that position," he said lowly, starting to undo the abundance of buttons on his black robes.

Now I'm no longer doubtful of what I'm living for

and if I make you happy I don't need to do more

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-r