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Severus awoke the next morning with a stiff neck and Dumbledore's face floating in his fireplace. Covering himself, he sat up quickly and rubbed his eyes. "What the hell? What time is it?"

"Severus, my boy, I think we have some things to discuss. My office in 30 minutes," said the head before it disappeared.

Groaning, Severus stood and threw the blanket to the floor before stalking back to his bedroom to get some robes. He wasn't looking forward to this. Gods knew what the Headmaster had on his mind. He just hoped it wasn't the woman still lying naked in his bed. Chancing a look, he saw her lying on her side, watching him with a small smile.

"The floo is open, you should go back to Grimmauld Place before your friends realize you aren't there." He turned back to his wardrobe and pulled out his robes for the day.

Hermione slipped out of the bed. "I suppose you're right."

She picked up her neatly folded clothes from the chair and put them back on. Before leaving, though, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Wincing, he watched the girl leave and finished getting dressed. It was going to be a bad day, he was sure of it.

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Hermione stepped through the fireplace into the living room of Grimmauld Place to find it quiet and empty. She made her way up the stairs to shower and change before the boys woke up.

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Harry stepped into the kitchen to find Hermione once again staring blankly at what appeared to be a cold cup of coffee. "Hey, Mione, you feeling better? Ron told me you had a headache last night."

Confused, she glanced up from her coffee and gave him a strange look. Comprehension dawned on her and she realized that she had mumbled something about a headache to Ron last night at the meeting. That had seemed like weeks ago. "Uh…yeah, I just needed to sleep it off. I feel loads better, now."

"Good." Harry pointed his wand at the pot of coffee to warm it back up and poured himself a cup before joining her at the table. "So, random question, but when you went back to your room last night, you didn't hear anything in the library, did you?"

She laughed, "What?"

"See, the meeting ended early, probably right after you left. When I was walking down the hall, I heard a woman screaming, so I tried to get in, but the door was locked."

Hermione's eyes widened and she stared blankly at her friend. "No, I didn't hear anything like that." Shit.

Mistaking her wide eyes for concern, he continued, "Well I told Dumbledore and he and Remus checked the room out. Remus told me that everything was fine, but he didn't look like he meant it. That might be why they're moving us back to the castle today. I think someone broke in last night and something happened in there…"

Shit, shit, shit! "I have to go…uh…pack…if we're going to be leaving today." Hermione made for the door quickly.

Harry nodded as she left the kitchen. Remus was right, she was acting strange.

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"Severus, have a seat," the old man's eyes were twinkling; it probably wasn't terrible news, but he was up to something.

"You wanted to see me, Headmaster."

"Lemon drop?"

"No." He hated when the old man dragged these things out.

"Very well, I just wanted to inform you that we, Remus and I, made an interesting discovery last night in the library of Grimmauld Place." Dumbledore smirked at his Potions master.

Severus was on high alert, but he didn't dare betray his emotions. "What exactly was that, sir?"

Laughing, Dumbledore appraised the man in front of him. "Remus said it smelled like someone, namely you and Ms. Granger, had been partaking in some…illicit activities. Now, I know for a fact that Tom called you away from us last night and Ms. Granger had a headache. Am I mistaken?"

Severus' face tightened as he looked back at the Headmaster.

"Now, I won't say that I approve. All I will say is that you need to be very careful. Don't do anything I wouldn't do, my boy." he dismissed Severus with a wave of his hand.

The Headmaster's words rang in Severus's head as he descended the stairs. He'd basically been given permission to fuck the girl. Minerva had told him the stories from her own seventh year. Gross… It was too dangerous, though. Hermione was already a target and if this got out, she'd be dead.

At that thought, he stopped in his tracks. Why did he care? She was just a girl, another pawn in this game of masters and spies. He should take his pleasure where he could find it. Looking up, he saw his witch walk through the entrance of Hogwarts, escorted by the idiot duo, a pissed off werewolf and his ridiculously clumsy girlfriend. The werewolf in question was staring straight at him.

Sneering at them, he finished descending the stairs and disappeared into the dungeons.

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It had been five weeks since she'd woken up in his bed. Five weeks that he'd avoided being in the same room with her. He'd not even acknowledged her in class. This ended now.

It was after midnight when she slipped from the room she was sharing with Ginny (Gods, this castle had thousands upon thousands of rooms, why did she have to share a room?). Creeping through the halls, Hermione made her way slowly towards the dungeons.

She was nearly there. At least, she thought she was. Remembering where his quarters were was proving difficult.

Suddenly, before she could react, she was pulled into a dark cavern, next to one of those disgusting statues that decorated the dungeons. A hand quickly covered her mouth and wrapped around her stomach, holding her still.

Struggling got her nowhere, but she discovered quickly that her captor was male and apparently very turned on by her movements.

Hermione stopped struggling and instead pressed her arse against the hardness behind her.

Groaning a familiar "Fuck, witch!" the man spun her around and pressed her against the wall.

Black eyes burned into brown for what seemed like forever. Then his lips found hers. One hand moved to her hip and the other to her breast.

Hermione allowed him his pleasure for a few moments before pushing him away, "You…you ignored me for weeks!" She stepped forward and pushed him against the statue, "And now you think you can just snap me out of the hall and fuck me like some bloody trollop?"

Severus considered the angry witch in front of him. She was right, he had tried to ignore her, push her away. They weren't playing some game. This was war.

She continued. "Look, we're both probably going to die in this damned war anyway. Stop trying to be noble and just take what you can and try to enjoy the time we have left," she finished with a sad look on her face.

Severus reached up to wipe away the tear that was falling down her cheek, but she pushed him back again, "I know that's what I'm going to do," She then slipped down to her knees and opened his belt and trousers. Pulling out the object of her desire, she glanced up to see his wide eyes staring back at her.

"Hermione…"

Smiling, she responded by slowly sliding her lips around the head. But she didn't stop there. He watched, enthralled, as she took the whole thing (and it was no small thing) deep into her throat. Groaning loudly, he grabbed at her hair and held her in place until she started to choke. Releasing her, he watched her gasp for air before she returned to her task with fervor.

Severus stared at the witch in front of him as she licked the remainder of his seed from her lips. Smiling at him, "Don't ignore me again."

"If that's to be my punishment, I should endeavor to ignore you more," he sneered.

She kissed his lips and made to head back to her room.

"You're not going anywhere." He grabbed her arm and dragged her back to his quarters.