When Hermione arrived back to her dormitory, she found an owl at her window sill. She laughed a bit and walked over to it to grab the letter in its mouth. She petted the owl, gave him a piece of celery she had left over from lunch and thanked it. She looked at the return address and it was from St. Mungo's.

Dear 'Mione;

St. Mungo's just got a bit brighter with your letter. I showed Ron and we both laughed until we cried. I hope you're giving Dudley hell and if not, give him some from Ron and I. We both wish you could have stuck around the wizarding world a bit longer but from the sounds of it the muggle world is treating you well.

Hope to hear from you soon;

Harry and Ron

Hermione smiled and tucked the letter away in one of her drawers. She'd wait a while to send a letter back, especially if she was trying to forget about the war and the magical world. And now she had Snape here to remind her of it every day. She didn't mind so much that it was him, as long as he didn't bring up the topic. She pulled off her shirt to get ready for bed and stood in front a mirror before putting a night gown on. She looked at all of the scars and bruises on her arm and brushed her right hand over her left arm. Everything was healing quite nicely, but they were a constant reminder of all the murder and violence in her past.

She put on a night gown and tucked herself into bed, but she couldn't close her eyes and sleep. She was too excited that Snape was still alive and that she may still have a chance with him. She laid there day dreaming about the things they could do, about him, about everything. Eventually, the thoughts tired her out and she drifted into a dream world.

'Hermione…..'

'Oh Severus!'

The two bodies were doing a dance around each other, hands moving up and down each other's bodies, legs tangled, the two linked at the waist and the clothes lying still on the floor. The pleasure felt so real… so miraculous…

Hermione woke up sweating and taking in deep breaths. She felt like she had to take a cold shower after that dream and somehow felt like she actually made love to Severus. 'It was only a dream though' she thought to herself. It was already 6am so she decided to go have a shower in the shower room and wash herself of one of the most erotic dreams she'd had in a while.

She walked down the hallways, and into the shower room. Of course no one else was there, it was 6am and everyone planned their schedules so that they could sleep in until at least 8. The towel dropped and she stepped into the shower, turned the water to lukewarm and took a nice, long shower to rid herself of the thoughts of Severus.

She returned to her room, slipped into some comfy sweats and a hoodie and then looked at herself in the mirror. As comfy as this outfit was, she knew Severus was alive now and would be seeing him every day. 'I'm a grown woman now, I have assets I'm not afraid to show anymore and I may as well flaunt them. Maybe he'll get the hint.' Hermione thought to herself. She took off the sweats and hoodie and changed into a pair of black leggings, a form fitting emerald green turtle neck that went down to just above her knees and put on a pair of black boots. She put her hair down and wore a purple beret on her head and smiled. Very laid back but the outfit was still comfy, classy and sexy. The last touch she needed was a bit of makeup. Some shinny lip gloss, mascara, some eye shadow and liner and a bit of blush. She was set. She made her way to her chemistry tutorial and strutted all the way there.

She sat down front row this time, no one cared where anyone sat anymore. She took out her books, laid out her pens and waited for Professor Snape to walk in. When he did he eyes the classroom and found Hermione sitting front row in all her glory. He snickered a bit to himself, smiled at her and addressed the class to start.

The entire class Severus' eyes always came back to her during his lectures. And when they were working on practice questions on the overhead, Hermione always felt a pair of eyes staring at her. She smiled and looked up once or twice to catch Snape's eye. The first time she looked up he darted his head away at another angle, but the second time he just kept staring at her. They were toying with each other and Hermione loved it.

At the end of class, Snape beckoned her to come to his desk at the front of the large lecture hall. "My, my Miss Granger, what's the occasion?"

Hermione giggled. "No reason, can't a girl dress up?"

Snape laughed and kept the smile on his face. "Hermione, I know what you're up to."

"Oh?" Hermione said in a perky manner. "Do you now? What might that be?" Hermione said with a coy tone of voice. Snape narrowed his eyes a bit as if to try and read her mind. 'Damn, she remembers how to use occulemency' Snape thought to himself. Hermione smiled and walked away, making sure to sway her hips just in case he was still watching. She turned her head around and saw his eyes watching her sure enough.

At lunch time, Hermione had a gap in her schedule so she got lunch at the cafeteria and went to go visit Professor Snape in his office. Sure enough he was there. She knocked on the door and Snape opened the door. He gave her a surprised look and smiled.

"Do come in Miss Granger. To what do I owe the pleasure of your visist?"

She sat down on a chair beside his desk and started to eat her lunch. "No reason, I thought I'd come and visit. You know… you look much younger than I thought you were."

Snape laughed. "How old did you think I was?"

"Very." Hermione said laughing. Snape smirked and smiled. "Well, I'm not as old as you I'm still old enough to be your father."

Hermione nodded. "Severus, how young of a lady would you date?"

Severus cocked his head and gave her a confused look. "Why do you ask Miss Granger?"

Hermione giggled. Of course she was dropping hints but she couldn't tell if he understood or not. "Have you ever dated one of your students?"

Severus laughed loudly. "Can't say I haven't thought about it Miss Granger. But I hold myself at very professional standards and do not wish to cause havoc."

Hermione smiled and nodded. "What if the student were consenting?"

Severus thought about it for a second. "Well, that's a different story. Are we speaking about someone in particular?"

Hermione coyly smirked, packed up her leftovers and stood up. "Indeed I am Professor Smith, but you'll just have to figure that one out on your own."

She walked to the door, her boots clacking, and left the room. Oh how she loved playing with Severus.