Chapter II: Love

A series of one shot with every chapter being based on one single world – my take on the one hundred theme challenge. Each one shot has its one rating and they are not necessarily in order. The world of Harry Potter does not belong to me but rather it all belongs to the talented and marvelous J.K Rowling –as usual please follow, favorite and review. Cheers, and enjoy!

Summery: The time when Hermione says I love you for the first time

Chapter Rating: Strong M for Sexual Content


"Oh Severus." Hermione moaned loudly as their bodies rocked in unison. Her nails raked down the length of his spine sensually –sending shivers coursing through his body.

A guttural moan escaped his parted lips as he opened his eyes briefly, glancing down at her flushed face, which was coated with a thin coat of sweat, her lips partially open, her eyes rolled in the back of her head and her body arched against his. He smirked as he picked up the pace, he quickly snaked his hand between the apex of her legs, just above the spot where their bodies connected and began to roll the little nub of nerves.

"Sev!" His name escaped her lips as her body began to quiver violently beneath his, he closed his eyes concentrating on not only prolonging his own release but making absolutely sure that she came undone. He sighed in relief as he felt her walls clenching around him. "Oh god, I love you!"

His eyes snapped open at her sudden declaration and he nearly lost his grip on her hip. He glanced up at her face –she seemed completely oblivious to everything around her, simply unaware of the declaration that escaped her lips. He continued pumping into her –all thoughts of his own release long gone as he milked hers. She collapsed against the mattress, her brown eyes found his and she smiled. "That was amazing." She muttered breathlessly, bringing her arms around his neck pulling him down on top of her. She smiled against the skin of his neck.

He quickly rolled off of her petite body and stared wide-eyed at the ceiling fan, lost in the constant circle motion as he replayed the words that had escaped her lips moments before. "Hey, are you alright?" He snapped back to reality as her warm body moulded into his, her long brown tresses tickling his chest. She pressed a longing kiss to his collarbone and snaked her arm around his waist as she placed her head on his chest.

"Yes –I'm fine." He muttered distantly as he wrapped his arms around her naked body, pulling her tighter into his embrace. Had she really said that? He glanced down at her face, her eyes were closed tightly, a large smile plastered on her face as she snuggled desperately closer to him. Was it truly possible for her –the brightest witch of her age– to be in love with him? He shook his head as he grabbed the hem of the comforter and slowly draped it over their bodies.

"You're amazing you know that?" Hermione muttered sleepily, nuzzling her nose into his chest.

"You're one to talk." He mumbled with his eyes closed, rubbing her bare arm lovingly. She giggled softly, covering her mouth with her hand. He opened his eyes as he felt her shift next to him, he sighed in content as her lips found his, a sharp hiss escaped their joined lips as she moved her legs over his, straddling his lap sensually. "Hermione." He pulled back from the kiss, and moved his hands down to her hips, keeping her from wiggling around. "You have to stop."

She looked down at him sadly, her bottom lip caught in a pout as she trailed her finger down the length of his chest. "I know you want me." She said teasingly, smirking down at him, grinding her hips down against his erection.

"I'm tired Hermione." He mumbled darkly as he rolled her off of his body –a slow whine escaped her lips as she landed on the mattress carelessly. "I'm an old man, I don't have as much stamina as I used too." He continued as he rolled onto his side, facing away from the Muggleborn witch.

Her frown deepened as he turned away from her, her heart plummeting to her stomach as he grabbed the comforter once more, pulling it over his naked body. She slumped back against the sheets, wiping away the furious tears that coursed down her cheeks –he could be such a total dick when he wanted too. She turned around as well so that her back was facing his; their skin not touching, but close enough to remember that the other was there. She closed her eyes and wrapped the comforter around her body, desperately wishing that he wouldn't notice her quivering body beneath the sheets.

He closed his eyes and took a quiet intake of breath, trying to ignore her quivering body next to his –he felt so cold almost as if they were miles apart. How could she possibly love him? He was nothing, nothing compared to what she was, her mind so beautiful and complex, her body so youthful and free –he didn't deserve her.


"I just don't understand Ginny." Hermione said with a frown as she took a small sip of the scorching liquid. "We had mind blowing sex and then nothing, no cuddling, no kissing nothing. When I woke up this morning he was gone."

Ginny clapped her friend on the shoulder in comfort. "Maybe it was just a misunderstanding." She offered reassuringly. Ginny had been the first to know about Hermione's love affair with their old Potions Professor, and despite her initial shock, she had been one hundred percent behind her, promising to go whoop his ass in oblivion dare he ever hurt her.

"A misunderstanding of what Gin?" Hermione blurted out, her eyes filled with unshed tears.

"You're in love with him aren't you?"

Hermione's head snapped upwards to look at her best friend, her mouth open ajar at Ginny's accusation. "I –I can't be in love with Severus Snape." She said with a frown.

"And why the hell not?"

"Because he's Severus Snape. Our old Potion Professor, Ex-spy for the order, Ex-Death Eater –I." Hermione stopped, looking at her trembling hands.

"I'm going to be completely honest with you Hermione. I have never seen you this happy –not even when you were with Ron." Ginny said with a smile, placing her hand over Hermione's. "He makes you so utterly happy, and you keep talking nonstop about how an amazing lover he is."

"He does know how to please a woman let me tell you that," Hermione said as a blush crept up her neck. Ginny giggled softly.

"You see."

"And he is incredibly sweet." Hermione continued with a soft smile and a bright twinkle in her eyes.

"Alright well answer me this. Can you see yourself spending the rest of your life with him?" Hermione nodded slowly, wiping away a stray tear that trickled down her cheek. "Well, you have your answer," Ginny replied giving Hermione a smile. "Now you need to go to his flat and tell him how much you love him."

"What if he doesn't feel the same way?" Hermione asked shyly, her dark locks framing her oval shaped face. "What if he just rejects me then what?"

"Then he's a complete fool. And anyways, Hermione Jean Granger does not need a man to have her life fulfilled –I mean sure the sex is great but we can always get you, someone, to fill those shoes." Hermione chuckled loudly, slapping her friend on the shoulder jokingly. "I'm completely serious thought, go and tell him how you feel."

Hermione nodded confidently, her mind set on what would happen next.


"Sev?" Hermione said loudly throughout the small flat, her booming heart beating out of her chest. She took a deep breath as she slowly began walking through the flat. She had only been in his flat a handful of times, he always preferred to go back to hers –she didn't understand why his place was nice, it was homey in Severus's own kind of way. It was a very impersonal type of home, there were no pictures frames anywhere, no little trinkets up on display, nothing of the sorts.

She sighed as she made her way to the kitchen, frowning at the sight before her: two empty wine glasses were placed on the counter, both empty, however, one of the two glasses had a red lipstick stain on its edge. She blinked back tears as she spun on her heels, marching angrily towards the front door –she should have known, she should have known better than to trust a conniving Slytherin.

With a sudden pop, she was gone, her body racked with heavy sobs as she landed in her living room. Her legs gave up beneath her weight and she crumbled to the ground. "Bloody Slytherin's" she said between sobs, pushing a lock of hair away from her face.

"Hermione?" She turned around at the sound of his voice, his face laced with worry as he rushed to his knees next to her. "What's the matter?" He continued, bringing his hand up to cup her face, wiping a stray tear away.

She pushed herself away from him, her bottom lip quivering slightly. "What are you doing here?" She mumbled miserably, eyeing him wearily.

"I came here to see you. I missed you." He said with a soft smile, pressing his lips against hers.

"I went to your flat. I know about her." Hermione spat bitterly, pulling away from his kiss, ignoring the throbbing sensation at in her navel.

He cocked his head to the side. "What are you talking about?" He asked, his hand falling to her lap, grabbing his in hers, running his thumb across her knuckles lovingly.

"You had two wines glasses in your kitchen and one of them had a lipstick stain on it." She mumbled sadly, bowing her head down to look at their entwined hands that rested in her lap. "You can just say it."

He chuckled deeply, leaning forward to press a kiss to her forehead. "Narcissa came over." Hermione's head snapped upwards to look at his face. "I needed her opinion."

"Opinion with what?" She said, shifting her position slightly.

"How about I show you?" He gingerly got to his feet, grabbing her hands in his he pulled her to her feet and wrapped his arm around her waist, guiding her up the stairs. "I want to apologize for my behavior last night." He whispered in her ear, dropping a kiss to the shell of her ear. "I don't even think you understand what happened."

"You're right I don't," She said weakly, her arms limp at her sides as they neared her bedroom.

"You muttered those three little words last night." She froze. "And I'm not gonna lie, it scared the crap out of me."

"I'm sorry." She muttered breathlessly, unable to believe that she had admitted her love to him during sex. "I understand if you don't feel the same –" He immediately shushed her by placing his lips on hers once more.

"You have no reason to be sorry. I'm the one whose sorry." He pulled back away from her and slowly placed his hand on the doorknob that lead to her bedroom. "After I left his morning I owled Narcissa, asking her to come over because I needed some female advice. You know my history; you know my harboured feelings for Lily Potter." He took a deep breath, glancing at her face, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. "And no I do not still hold feelings for her if that's what you're thinking." He slowly twisted the knob and pushed the door open –a soft gasp left Hermione's closed lips.

The room was dimly lit, the only light emitting from the dozen floating candles that littered the ceiling –something that reminded her strongly of the Great Hall at Hogwarts. Brightly colored rose petals were scattered everywhere around the room, around the bed on the ground as well as on the soft bed sheets. She turned to look at him, her face in awe, her chocolate brown eyes shone with unshed tears. "Severus." She said with a smile as she walked into the room, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "I don't know what to say."

"Then let me speak." He said as he followed her into the room, dropping to his knees in front of her. "I will never understand what you see in me. Never in a million years did I expect to be this lucky and to have someone so perfect like you love me." He took a shaky breath and grabbed her hands in his. "I love you Hermione Granger, more then words can ever say."

Hermione smiled down at him. "Say it again."

"I love you." He repeated once more, getting to his feet pushing her against the bedsheets.

"Again."

"I love you." He continued as he slowly began peppering her soft skin with kisses, starting with the column of her neck. "I love you." His hands leaving featherlike touches to her sides making her writher under him. "I love you."

"I love you too." She mewled loudly. "Oh god do I love you."

He smiled down at her, so utterly happy, for one of the first time in his life. He had this beautiful, smart and amazing witch, moaning beneath him –life definitely couldn't get any better then that.


I know super sappy ending but I hope you guys enjoyed it! Thanks to everyone who reviewed and added this to their favourite and follow list I highly appreciate it! If you like what I do please go check out my multi chapter fic entitled Bottled Happiness which can be found on my profile! Cheers and see you all soon!

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