After what felt like hours I began to awake. I feel the sleepy form of Harry beneath me, I must have drifted off.
I still can't see a thing.
I try to stand silently, but if anyone has ever tried to stand in the pitch black you will know it's not an easy task. I stumble onto Harry.
"Uuurrgggggh" he groans.
"Sorry" I whisper gently.
Merlin knows why I'm whispering.
I manage to stand and with my arms in that 'oh so comical zombie pose', I take a few steps forward.
Nothing, I think we must be in some sort of dungeon?
Hmmmm.
I turn to my right and decide to walk as far forward as possible, stepping unsurely as I go.
"SMACK"
I bang into the wall, crap.
Rubbing the newly formed lump on my head I stumble backwards.
Suddenly I feel arms beneath me breaking my fall.
"Whoa, thanks Harry," I say dully.
Silence.
I start to blink like a mad man again, trying to see.
Nothing.
I unexpectedly feel a warm hand strokes back my hair behind my ear.
I continue to blink rapidly.
The warm hand caresses my cheek ever so delicately.
I'm blinking crazily now.
"H-Harry?" I murmur hesitantly.
"Sushhhh" I feel a finger against my lips silencing me.
"What the-" I whisper angrily.
I have no idea what Harry thinks he is up to but this is defiantly unwanted affection.
"It's me"
"Who?" I say daftly until the recognition hits me. "Severus?" I say unsurely.
I feel, or father I sense I nod of his head.
Oh how I wish I could be looking into those black pearly eyes of his right now. I realise he is still holding me and I curl into him, I feel so safe now.
He resumes the stroking of my cheek. I quiver at the touch, his hand slowly moves up my neck and I lean into him.
I wish I could see him.
I reach out a hand to try and gently cup his jaw, but being as clumsy as I am I whack him in the nose.
"Agh" he groans.
Shiite.
"Sorry" I mutter. I'm actually glad for the dark now because I am blushing rapidly.
I can't see the sarcastic growl he is giving me but I can feel it. I can't help but laugh, I begin to snigger quietly into his chest.
"You ok?" he thinks I,m crying.
"Yeah" I whisper and finally manage to gracefully grab the back of his head and pull him towards me.
He does so willingly.
And there in the dark and cold of the dungeon, we share our first passionate kiss.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I am in heaven- If heaven is this good. My whole body shivers as our lips meet and a warm treacle feeling flows through me.
Ahhhh.
I wish I could see him.
"Why are you hear?" I suddenly ask realising I have no idea where here is.
"Someone read my journal" he replies back sardonically.
"Oh, sorry" again I blush and am grateful for the dark.
"It's ok" he purrs, and I suppress a quiver.
How can a voice do that to me?
"Hermione?" I hear a whisper from somewhere across the floor.
"Potter?" Snape snarls.
"Who's that?" Harry's questioning voice echoes.
"Harry it's Snape" I join in.
"Snape?" Harry questions.
"Yes potter" Severus calls out.
"Where are you too?" Harry asks and I can hear his attempts at standing.
I feel Snape rise from underneath me and as he does so pushes me up.
What the?-
Now we are all standing and as far as I can guess all moving about like zombies. Why, I don't know.
"Wait" I call out into the darkness. The sound of footsteps stops.
Ah, at last an end to the madness.
"What?" either Harry or Severus hisses.
"Move towards my voice" I tell them, remembering an old pool game I use to play. I have to resist the urge to shout out 'Marco'.
I feel two sets of hands reach over and grab my arm. "Owww, not that hard" I say as I brush whoever is to the left of me away and rub my now bruised arm.
"Sorry 'Mione" Harry's voice whimpers out.
"S'ok" I tell him reluctantly, that bloody hurt.
"Right" I begin, in my listen to me and no one gets hurt voice, "Let's all sit dow-"
"No we need to find the door" Harry calls out.
"Harry how do you know there is a door?" I hiss at him impatiently.
"There must be" he tells me.
"Can you see one? No? Ok so let's all just sit down and we can talk abo-"
"There is a door" Snape butts in.
"What? How do you know?"
"I live here" he informs me.
"What?" Harry and I say in union.
"We are in my basement" he casually tells me.
"Oh really, is that right?" I say all sarcastically.
"Yes" I hear him growl.
I don't want to push him so I just shut up.
"So" Harry huffs, "What now then?"
"Well if you can make your way to a table then I will be able to pin point where we are" he drones.
I start to make my way forward and can feel Harry and Severus either side of me doing the same.
This is ridiculous.
And I can't believe I just kissed Snape? Aahhhhh!! But it was nice, crap! What now? Where does that leave us? Are we together, an item, a couple? Harry would kill me!
"Owww shi-" I cry out.
A collective mumble of 'whats' and 'are you ok's' echo through the damp basement.
"Yeah, fine" I stubbornly say, "Just banged my leg…I found your stupid table" I yell out.
I can hear footsteps walk towards me.
"Good, this is my desk, my door must be…." Snape trails off.
His desk huh, I fan my hands out and paw around.
GOT IT.
I quickly snatch up his diary and place it swiftly in my robes for some light reading later on.
Suddenly a blinding light slices through the darkness. I look up and see Severus smiling sinisterly at Harry and me from the doorway.
I guess he found the door.
Sneakily we all make our way outside.
