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It had only been two days since Severus had seen his witch, but his desire for her was undiminished. Quite the opposite, as a matter of fact. He hadn't wanked this much since he was a teenager. Severus winced as he felt his cock twitch again.

He was supposed to have lunch with his godson in 10 minutes. Trying to maintain an outer calm when all you can think about is a naked teenage witch giving you a lap dance in your sitting room is not an easy task.

He glanced at the chair that he'd been sitting in and his cock hardened further. "Merlin, I can't even look at my furniture anymore without thinking of her," he grumbled.

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His godfather was a man of strict habit, so when he found the man seated on the sofa instead of his customary armchair, Draco was a bit confused. Looking at him curiously, Draco picked a sandwich up off the plate and seated himself in the other chair.

"Draco," Severus nodded at the boy as he sat down.

"Uncle Severus, how have you been? I'm sorry I haven't been by to see you since term started."

Severus shook his head, "No need to apologize, we've all been busy."

"You've been busier than normal, though, haven't you?" Draco smirked at the dark man.

Jerking his head, Severus glared at him. "That wasn't very subtle, Draco."

"Did you fuck her yet?"

Severus clenched his jaw and hissed at the boy, "How dare you? That is none of your concern."

Draco slapped his knee and laughed loudly into the room, "Hah! I knew it! I saw her come down here the other day and I knew you had to be nailing her."

"You will cease and desist or I will speak with Lucius about your behavior."

"And tell him what? That you're fucking a mudblood? I'd love to see…" Draco stopped when he found himself at the business end of a wand.

"Speak of her in that manner again and you will see what I am capable of." His voice was quiet, but there was no doubt that he meant every word.

Draco was terrified. He'd felt Severus' wrath before, but he had never drawn his wand. "I'm sorry, Uncle Severus. I was just joking. I didn't realize you actually cared about her. Please, I'm sorry!" the boy blubbered.

Severus lowered his wand but didn't move. "Don't be ridiculous, I don't…" His expression shifted from fury to concern. "Is it that obvious?" he whispered.

Draco raised his eyebrow and looked up at his godfather. "It is when you threaten to kill someone for calling her a name! You know I don't subscribe to that crap. She's a bloody good witch, I don't care who her parents are."

Severus moved back to the sofa and sank into it, defeated. "I don't know how this happened." He'd been enjoying himself, sure. Hermione was witty and intelligent and a minx in the bedroom. And Merlin, she was so beautiful. He could spend the rest of his life with a witch like her. He put his face in his hands. "I saw her this summer at the ginger's wedding and I had to have her. Now I can't stop," he muttered.

"I can't blame you. She's gorgeous. It's a shame she hides it under those awful robes. Sorry," he muttered when Severus glared at him again.

Shaking his head, Severus decided to change the subject. "How has your father been? I haven't had the chance to speak with him lately."

Draco frowned. "He doesn't tell me much, but I know that the Dark Lord isn't happy with him. Mum's really worried."

Severus wasn't sure why Lucius was keeping things from his son, but Draco deserved to know the truth. "The Dark Lord has wanted Lucius to bring you into the fold for quite some time. He's paying for your safety with his rank."

Draco's face tensed. "I guessed as much, but it hurts to actually hear it." He sighed. "I wish I knew how to help him. Short of becoming a death eater, I don't think there's anything I could do."

"Your father made his decision, as did I, and we are paying for it. Lucius is doing everything in his power to keep you out of this. Don't make his efforts a waste by doing something foolish."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Severus relaxed into the sofa.

"Why aren't you sitting in your normal chair?" He had wanted to ask that since he'd walked in.

Severus could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, but he remained calm. "Am I not allowed to use the other furniture in my quarters?"

"Merlin's balls! You fucked Hermione Granger in that chair, didn't you?" Draco laughed.

He would not allow the boy to get the upper hand, even if he had to lie. "Don't be ridiculous, I fucked her in that one." He pointed at the chair that Draco now occupied.

Draco jumped up and gaped at his godfather. "You're a right bastard, you know that?" he yelled.

"That might be so, but this bastard has to teach you potions in a few minutes, so you best get going." Severus smirked and waited for Draco to reach the door before he continued, "Oh, I don't recommend sitting at the back table if you're that squeamish about where I've had Ms. Granger."

Draco ignored his godfather's insane laughter as he slammed the door shut behind him. Bloody arsehole. He'd never look at Granger the same way again, though.

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Potions had been strange. Draco kept looking at her and Severus refused to. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice that she had company in the corridor until it started speaking.

"Look, Granger, I know we've had our differences, but I need to talk to you."

Hermione jumped and turned to stare at her companion. "Malfoy…shouldn't you be off directing your mini death eaters on how to conduct their next raid of the kitchens?"

Smirking at her, looked around to see if anyone was nearby before he continued, "I deserved that. But seriously, I wanted to congratulate you."

This was suspicious. "What for?" she spat.

"Putting up with my godfather." Draco smiled at the shocked girl.

"He told you?" She couldn't believe Severus would do something so stupid.

"Of course not. I saw you down there the other day," he said smugly. "Look, I'm not being a prat, I really am glad you two are," he cringed, "together."

She frowned at the blond boy.

"You're really not so bad, you know. I'd probably be a lot nicer to you if it weren't for…well…everything."

"Thanks, I guess." This was turning out to be the weirdest day she'd ever had.

"That didn't come out right," he mumbled. "Hey, do you want to study for the Ancient Runes test together?"

"That test isn't for three weeks."

"I know, but I like to get ahead." He looked a little embarrassed.

Hermione smiled at him. Why the hell not? "Meet me in the Room of Requirement after dinner."

Draco grinned. "Great. I'll see you there."

Smiling, Hermione made her way to her next class. This could be her chance to build a pivotal bridge. Draco wasn't a death eater and despite his foul treatment of her over the years, he seemed to be honestly trying.

That had gone well. Draco was still grinning when he turned the corner and came face to face with a furious looking Ronald Weasley.

Weee! Another cliffhanger. Sorry for the lack of lemons, but the plot ran away with me this time. =)