He awoke to the faint scratch of a quill looking at his watch it was six, what? Turning over silently he looked at her, how she could still be up. But it looked like she was about to fall asleep so he waited.
Slumped over papers her head barely off the desk he saw her write, her face strained and sad, and her hair shoved in a sloppy ponytail. Her eyes looked bloodshot and strained.
He watched as her eyes slowly closed and her hand drop, he had never seen a woman look so tired so vulnerable and yet so ripe.
This girl was crazy she stayed awake all night to finish homework; he felt his heart leap out for her. Slowly getting up he walked over to her a scent wafted from her of jasmine, as he slowly picked her up and cradled her in his arms, setting her on the bed.
As he straightened himself and looked down at her, she looked so right. They're in his bed. Taking out his wand with a flick her hair was out of the ponytail and falling softly behind her. Slipping into the bed, he dragged her to him, her head right in his shoulder. She fit perfectly; she cuddled closer to his warm naked chest, the beat of his heart lulling her into a deeper sleep.
Her tranquil breathing sent shivers up his spin, he never felt so protective of someone, especially her. Placing his hand on her voluptuous thigh he himself fell asleep her scent surrounding him in ecstasy. Never before had he felt so content with just holding a woman, not any woman her this heavenly goddess unaware of her power of sensuality it stunned him, but yet made him even more attracted to her.
He awoke to a tapping on his shoulder looking he saw the old coot staring down at him, he was in a risky position his hand still on her exposed thigh her head nestled in his chest and her arms on them softly.
Detaching himself from the sleeping angel he sat at the edge of the bed and looked at him.
"Cozy aren't we," the man said his eye twinkling.
"What do you want?" he said gruffly. He wanted to go back to sleep, with her in his arms.
"Oh just seeing how you two are very well, as I can see," he said chuckling.
"Albus I have to talk to you about her course load, she stayed up till six this morning doing it and by the looks of it she's not even close to completing it," he said, he had meant to bring it up at the next teacher meeting but he needed to get it out now.
"Yes the ministry is being extra mean with her about school, but there's nothing we can do," he said," for now we have to nod and smile things will work themselves out in the end.
"It seems that Lucius Malfoy has been sent on special permission from Cornelius to test her," Dumbeldore said studying the man standing across from him," and I think that that sticking potion should be wearing off soon, have a nice day."
He swore as the door slammed, he couldn't' believe this know he would have to deal with the bastard from hell how did he get so unlucky.
Unceremoniously he flopped back onto the bed, and wiped his head around as he heard her stir. He knew he should look away put his eyes stayed riveted on her.
Slowly her long lashes fluttered open, and her eyes went wide in fright.
"Professor," she said sleep filling her voice, making it husky and alluring, full of sleep that aroused him tremendously.
"Ms. Granger I believe its time to get up classes will start soon," he said breaking eye contact, he had to learn to have an iron heart towards her. He couldn't let her know his feeling because she would indeed make fun of him and he would never hear the end of it.
"Yes sir," she said yawning, she felt her stomach rumble loud, and blushed in embarrassment she hadn't eaten since Tuesday and today was Friday. How the time flied when you were depressed. But she didn't remember getting in the bed. It must have been him to set her in the bed, which was sweet. More and more hints of him having a heart were becoming noticeable.
He quirked a brow at her, and scowled, the girl gave no regard to her health just that stupid homework. This was going to be an even more of an interesting day than he thought. He got up and she followed into the bathroom, as he started the shower she turned and blushed as she saw what he was doing.
Waving her wand she was cleaned and changed into her uniform, her hair had lost its straightness but lay curly around her, perfect. Grabbing her toothbrush she started brushing her teeth till they shone.
(I took some peoples hints that they didn't like her hair perfectly straight so now it's curly and wavy thank you for your input)
She stood there for minutes and finally let the breathe out of her body when she heard the shower turn off. She saw him walk away from her to the door and she couldn't help but notice that he had a wonderful arse, even though it was covered she found herself studying it admiring it. God when had she been so content looking at a man.
"Hermione stop it he's your teacher, he's a greasy old dingbat who actually isn't greasy anymore and young and hot, no stop, just imagine him in a dress," she thought and chuckled at the image.
"Are you quite done," he said, looking at her smiling she looked up shocked and her smile died. What would he say if she told him what she just imagined? Not a good thing.
"I am going to have breakfast in my rooms," he said and she nodded and took a seat at her desk and brought out papers, and started working. He sat at his little table in the middle of the room and ate his food, glancing over now and again to see her absorbed in work. He noticed that she hadn't eaten anything, not yesterday or the day before that, he glanced at her and her robes it didn't show those robes made her looks twice as big as she actually was.
Hermione rubbed the bridge of her nose, she couldn't do this it was too much. She was hungry but felt no need to eat, or sleep for that matter. When had things gotten so complicated for her? For the first time she wanted to admit defeat and didn't really care right now if she failed, she just wanted to get a full night sleep.
Pushing the fatigue away she focused on her work.
When he was done he sat there for longer and watched her, her chocolate eyes concentrated hard on the task ahead, even for all those years he had told himself he hated her because she was a know it all he didn't he admired her for not giving up yet, and with two friends like Potter and Weasley she survived. Still he had always wondered why she did it why she killed herself for others.
Getting up she gathered her work and placed it in her bag that she charmed again not to break, her first class was potions, and it seemed that the potion was wearing off, slowly but some how she didn't want it to be, she liked it here in the dungeons and the soft bed, she had only been in the bed for a little while and still she was almost begging to crawl back up in the sheets and lay her head on that soft pillow, and forget school. She remembered the feel of the sheets against her skin they were so smooth and the green made her fall in love with them.
Hesitantly she stood there looking at her feet as he placed his goblet down, and stood. His trademark black robes made him look grumpy and evil again, but what did she care he was just her teacher who she liked… a lot.
She sat at her desk just as people started milling in, her and Snape could get to the opposite side of the room without each other before they felt the pull. Harry and Ron came in and smiled at her.
"Hey mione, where were you yesterday?" they asked.
"Oh I was in the library and then I just went to my dorm room, I wasn't really hungry," she said and the boys nodded it off. They were always easily fooled.
How could those two dunderheads be so oblivious to her condition, the bags under her eyes, and the gleam that she use to have was gone. Not that you care he thought, pushing her out of his mind he got into the lesson. On the other hand, did he?
She felt light headed as she walked to his desk to give him her vile of potion labeled perfectly. Shaking it off she quickly gave it to him and sat down scared the whole world was going to turn over and she would fall. Moreover, she would be lost into the black abyss.
He watched her face go ghostly pale and her teeter on her feet. The bell rang and she was the last to leave, he was walking behind her when she fell forward.
Grabbing her, he placed her on the ground, oh what now had he gotten himself into. It seemed that events kept leading him to her no matter how hard he wanted to ignore her and go back at bickering at her and insulting her.
All she remembered before it went dark were strong arms around her protectively saving her from being dipped off the planet, but into heaven, and a beautiful sleep.
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(I am just starting a new story called Complete Bliss, another teacher student story; I hope you'll like it)
Nevertheless, just to warn you I will be working mostly on this fic until it is done, but I can promise that the chapters in my other story will by longer.
Thanks
Steph
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