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Hermione jerked awake and looked around. How had she gotten here? She remembered her decision to find Severus when she felt ill, but then there was nothing.

"Feeling better?" Severus spoke quietly from the door as he watched his witch shake off her slumber.

Startled, she spotted Severus' pale face in the darkness. "What happened?"

"Apparently you decided to starve yourself. I found you passed out on the dungeon floor." Severus frowned at her. "I won't ask you what you were thinking, because I know the answer. I do request that you not do something so foolish again."

"I deserve that, I suppose. Yesterday was…tough." She looked up at her lover to find him smiling at her.

Severus walked over and sat next to her on the bed. Caressing her cheek, he whispered, "I'm just glad that I was the one to find you." He placed a kiss on her forehead and stood. "Now clean yourself up and get to class. Albus will have my head if you start slacking." Severus was halfway out the door when he turned back. "Find me after your classes," he whispered before he closed the door behind him.

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The day was taking forever; Hermione thought as she finally she left her last class of the day. History of Magic was a terrible class to finish with. Professor Binns couldn't keep an insomniac awake.

It was suppertime, so the halls were empty, but Hermione still kept a careful eye open as she made her way to the dungeons. She sighed in relief as she reached the entrance to Severus' quarters. Groaning, she realized she didn't know his password. Raising her hand to knock, she smiled when the door opened and a hand dragged her inside.

Neither of them saw the cool grey eyes watching them from the corridor.

Shutting the door behind her, Severus pressed her up against it. He took full advantage when her mouth opened in surprise, kissing her deeply.

Gods, the man knew how to turn her on. Sliding her hands up his chest, she slid her index finger down his row of buttons, magically undoing them.

Severus released her mouth and looked down at his now gaping coat. Laughing, he grabbed her face and kissed her again. "Saucy wench," he said against her lips as his own hands found their way to her robes, pulling them off her shoulders and dropping them to the floor.

Before he could get a good grip on her, Hermione slipped away from him and moved quickly into the center of his sitting room.

Turning around, Severus watched his witch. She was up to something.

Her heart was racing, but she was determined to see this through. Wringing her hands, Hermione took a deep breath. "Have a seat, Severus," her nervousness was evident in her shaking voice. He glared at her, so she tried again. "Please, just sit down."

She was going to tell him she was finished with him; he knew it. Ensuring that his customary sneer was in place, he swept across the room and sat in his armchair.

Hermione winced at the look on his face. She knew this was how he would react, so she steadied herself. Locking eyes with him, she brought her fingers to the hem of her sweater and pulled it up over her head. She loosened her tie and began unbuttoning her shirt.

Severus' eyes widened as he watched her undress. This was unexpected. His cock twitched when he saw the black lace of her bra.

Oh, she was going to enjoy this. Smirking, she pulled her shirt and tie off, slipping a hand down the center of her breasts and over her stomach.

Severus inhaled quickly through his nose, his right hand rubbing his arousal.

Pleased with his reaction, she reached behind her and undid her skirt, letting it drop to the floor.

The strip of cloth covering her womanhood could barely be considered underwear. "Come here," he breathed.

She bent over and slipped her shoes off, pushing them aside with her toes. Hermione stood back up and looked at the man in front of her. He was breathing heavily and gripping his cock tightly through his trousers. She slowly walked towards him.

Severus stopped touching himself and reached for the scantily clad witch only to have her stop just outside his reach.

"No touching, professor," she said with a cheeky smile.

Glaring at her, he settled back in the chair.

Hermione closed her eyes and found a beat inside her head. Raising one hand into her hair, she slowly began moving her body. She turned and twisted, caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples through the lace.

Severus gaped at his witch. Where the hell had she learned to dance like that? He watched her beautiful hips sway to the beat of an unheard song.

Turning away from him, she lowered herself onto his lap, gyrating slowly against the hardness she found there.

He couldn't help himself, Severus' hands moved up her back and he deftly unhooked her bra.

Hermione shrieked and spun around, the skimpy lace falling to the floor. Trying to look angry, she put her hands on her hips and glared at the wizard. "I said no touching!"

He smirked at her. "Gods, you're beautiful when you're angry…and naked."

Suddenly, she felt very silly. Covering her breasts, she stepped back.

Severus went after her. "Oh, no you don't. You started this and you're going to finish it." Picking her up, he threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the bedroom.

Hermione shrieked again when he dropped her on the bed. Looking up at him, she realized that she might be in a bit over her head.

He stripped the rest of his clothes and stared down at the witch. She was no child; that much was certain. Severus leaned over her and placed his hands on either side of her head. "Finish what you started, witch," he demanded.

Pushing aside her fear, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Severus moaned as he felt her legs wrapping around his hips, pulling him down on top of her. Deepening the kiss, he reached his hand between them and ripped the scrap of fabric from her damp folds. He slid his finger across her clit and pushed his cock into her.

"Ahhhhh," Hermione released his mouth and moaned loudly into the room. Breathing heavily, she gripped his shoulders as he moved inside her.

Severus continued pressing on her clit as he fucked her. He was hard as a rock and he needed her to come first. Continuing to pump into her, Severus tried to maintain to control. He cried out as she arched her back, her pussy contracting around him. It was too much; he shuddered his release into her.

Pushing gently on the man above her, Hermione breathed deeply as he lifted himself and stood. She smiled at him and slid off the bed to stand in front of him. Pressing her lips to his cheek, she whispered, "You're bloody incredible." Moving away, she continued, "I need to get back to my dorm, though, before Ginny learns Legilimency just to figure out who you are."

That was a fun little chapter! Not much plot progression, but I wasn't in the mood for plot ;-)