AN - I own nothing! I'm just borrowing from J.K. Rowling!

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Chapter 9

As soon as Hermione stepping into the Chip Shop, she felt like she really was in a small London restaurant. The walls were decorated lavishly with pictures, all of England, and various famous people. She followed Severus as he led them towards a corner table at the edge of a two walls at the back. It gave them some privacy and a good view of all the other customers.

"This place is quite something," Hermione said, as the waitress came over and placed the menus down. She thanked the younger woman and looked at the menu. There were items on the menu that she recognized, and really odd ones that she would never have imagined. The fried Twinkie that Severus had mentioned earlier was really on the menu.

"You're treating remember?" Severus smirked. "I have no doubts that you will like the food better here, than the crap that we had last night.

Hermione ordered her fish and chips, as did Severus. The fried Twinkies were to come a little later for dessert. As she took her hood off, she watched Severus take his leather jacket off, leaving him only with his black shirt. She noticed the Dark Mark on his left forearm. Yes, she had noticed it before when they had sex. But this time it was different, and she had her full attention on it. Tentatively, she reached out to it, and touched it with the tip of her finger.

"Are you always so touchy?" Severus asked as he flinched away. It was like she was going to cause his Mark to burn, but he knew it couldn't be true. Still, he thought of the pain many times, and it was an automatic reaction for him to recoil at the thought.

"Does it hurt?" Hermione asked as she saw him flinch. She examined the Mark, not seeing one so up close. Her finger traced the edges of it, along with the eyes, mouth and snake.

"No." He pulled his arm away from her. "Are you always going to ask questions when we are out and together? If so, I'd rather bed you all the time."

Hermione snorted and shook her head. "What's wrong with getting to know each other a little? Don't you want to get to know me a little more personally? Like I don't know what you do now as a job."

"What I told Adam last night is what I do. I am an investor, and keep track of my investments, whether it is stocks, futures, or private funding. Before I faked my death, I withdrew an amount of my small fortune and transferred it here. Now, I just live off the interest that benefits me. No doubt you could do the same, and earn more with your money."

"Maybe. But wow… it's hard to believe that you're actually not working—physically working. I always thought you were a workaholic."

"Like you, you mean?" Severus interjected. "I'm still learning and reading things that are new. I am not a professional bum."

"But don't you miss it?"

"I don't. I haven't held my wand in eight years, nor have I cast a spell with wandless magic. I haven't even brewed a potion at all, and use muggle drugs when I have to. Surprised?" he asked, when he saw Hermione's eyes widen. "I am a half-blood, and have lived in the muggle world because of my father. Muggle life isn't hard for me as you may think it is. What about you?" he asked, wanting to changed the subject. "When I stripped you earlier, I didn't see your wand on you."

"I only carry it with me when I do plan to go to the wizarding world. If not, it's in my dresser drawer in the bathroom."

"And how often do you go?" he asked as he raised a brow. When she didn't answer, he said, "It's collecting dust no doubt."

Both of them stopped talking as the food was served. Hermione's mouth started to water when she saw the fish and chips. Right away, she grabbed a strip with her hand and bit into it. She closed her eyes and let out a small groan. "It's so bloody fantastic!"

Severus snorted into his food, swallowing his chuckle as he too started to eat.

"So, where do you live?" Hermione asked.

"When are you going to stop with twenty questions Granger?" Severus asked clearly irritated, but not surprised.

"When I get my answers Snape," Hermione answered back.

"It doesn't mean that I'll not answer all of them."

"It doesn't mean that I'll ever stop."

"Gryffindor," Severus muttered as he glared at her. They always had to shove their noses up into other people's business. "I don't live far from you; the Meat Packing District."

Hermione smiled, and continued on with the small talk. "Since my US book tour is over, I actually have some free time. I'm thinking about visiting Hogwarts, the Weasleys and the others. I can't wait to see the little ones. I'm sure they've grown a lot. James really does look like Harry."

"Why am I not surprised that Potter named him that?" Severus asked flatly. "Wait. Don't tell me. He married that Weasley friend of yours."

"Ginny," Hermione said. "They have three wonderful kids. James Sirius, Albus Severus and Lily Luna-"

"Wait." Severus raised his hand at Hermione and made her stop. Did he hear her right? "Albus Severus?"

"Yes. Al was named after Dumbledore and you," she frowned.

"That stupid boy actually name his son after me?" he asked in disgust and anger. He had never imagined that the Potter boy would do such a thing. As far as he remembered, the boy hated him.

"Well, like I said before, Harry said you were the bravest man he ever knew. So he named Al after you."

"Surely if he knew I was alive since day one, he wouldn't have done that."

"And whose fault is that?" Hermione questioned back, her own anger boiling.

Severus glared at her for a moment, just before dessert arrived. "Oh thank God," he said in relief as he grabbed his fork right away, and started to eat his sweet treat. He had been craving for it for hours. He was eating it so fast, that he didn't see that Hermione hadn't touched hers.

"It's really a fried Twinkie," Hermione said in disbelief.

Severus looked up, licking the berry sauce off his fork. "If you don't want it, I'll have it," he said as he went to spear her sponge cake with his fork.

"Hey!" Hermione snapped at him on his hand with her cap. "Get another one if you want seconds."

"Ouch woman!" Severus hissed. "Why is it that you must always hit me?"

Ignoring him, Hermione cut a bite. She then swirled it around in the berry sauce, and placed it in her mouth. She closed her eyes, and let out a louder groan than before. It was the most decadent dessert that she had ever tasted. "Orgasmic," she said sated as she opened her eyes.

"Really?"

With a finger tip, Hermione placed it into the sponge cake, digging for some vanilla filling. Before it could reach her mouth, however, her wrist was grabbed by Severus, bringing it to his mouth instead.

Slowly, Severus sucked on Hermione's finger. His eyes focused on hers, already seeing the heated desire there. "Orgasmic indeed," he said just before he gave her finger a final lick.

It was the most erotic thing that Hermione had ever seen, that had no sexually parts whatsoever. She couldn't help herself. She leaned forward, licked her finger also, and then kissed Severus back when he claimed her mouth.

"My place?" Severus murmured against her lips. "It's twenty minutes closer than yours. Saves us time."

"Yes," Hermione whispered in agreement.

Severus then pulled away, and pulled out his wallet from his pants. He left a good amount of bills on the table, to cover their bill. He grabbed Hermione, and soon they both were walking as fast as they could to the subway.

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"This is it," Severus said as he opened the door and allowed her to step in.

Hermione stepped into Severus's apartment. It was a loft, and barely had any actual color in it. The floors were wood, while the walls were either cement or brick. But what she really found odd, was that his furniture—minimalist and modern in design—was white. All white. When she turned back to face him, she didn't forget the reasons as to why they were here. Right away, she threw herself at him.

An 'Mmmf…" had escaped Severus's lips as Hermione had kissed him roughly, as she threw herself at him, throwing him off balance. He regained his balance quickly, and cupped her arse as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "You plan to break my back?" he said as he broke off their kiss.

"Fuck me Sev. And this time, fuck me hard."

Blindly, for he was kissing the witch that was glued to him, Severus walked to his bedroom. She asked him to fuck her hard, and that was exactly he intended to do.

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AN – Anger and sex? It's the perfect combination for them. Review!