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Before Severus could catch his balance, Hermione slipped from his frame and pushed him back onto the bed.

Staring curiously at the witch, he moved to stand back up.

"No, stay there!" she said excitedly as she raced to the loo.

Severus stared after her. "What the hell?" he grumbled. Deciding to make himself comfortable, he pulled off his clothes and sprawled out in the middle of the bed, his hands behind his head and his erection jutting proudly into the air.

Hermione stifled a moan when she exited the loo and saw him lying there. Moving quietly, she nearly managed to sneak up on him.

Sensing her presence, Severus turned, an unintelligible sound leaving his throat. "Merlin's balls, woman. Where did you get that?" he choked out.

"Don't you like it?" She turned slowly, allowing him to take in every detail. She had seen a similar outfit in one of the boy's skin-mags and thought Severus might appreciate it. The black leather of the corset hugged her abdomen, pushing her breasts salaciously out the top. Garter straps hung from the bottom, attached to black silk stockings. The red pumps, she had worn to Bill and Fleur's wedding.

His eyes raked over her body as she moved. "Like it? I never want you to take it off," he breathed.

Hermione crawled onto the bed. Smiling at the stunned wizard, she slipped her leg over him and perched on his stomach.

Severus' hands moved up her sides, feeling the cool leather beneath his fingers. Gripping her firmly, he pulled her head down to kiss her. His lips moved roughly down her neck and chest and until he reached a breast, aggressively biting her nipple.

"Ahhh!" Her eyes rolled back into her head at the sensation. Furrowing her brows, she firmly pushed him back into the bed. She leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "Down, boy."

His cock throbbed painfully. Curiosity piqued, he decided to let her do what she wanted. For now.

Hermione smirked and slithered down his body until she was face to face with his most valuable asset. She grinned at Severus, the intensity in his black eyes spurring her on. Focusing on the task at hand, she lightly ran her tongue along his cock. When she reached the tip, she kissed it softly. Glancing back up, she observed the tense set of his jaw and the flare of his nostrils as he inhaled sharply.

She placed her lips around him, sucking gently before releasing him again. Taking a breath, Hermione slid her mouth down his shaft until he reached the back of her throat. She smiled inwardly at his loud groan. Relaxing, she pushed further until her lips touched his coarse, black hair.

"Fuck!" He shouted loudly into the room and grabbed her head, holding her in place.

She allowed him to hold her there for a few seconds. When he released her, she sat up and looked at him, her expression unreadable.

Severus reached out and grabbed her arm, roughly dragging her up his body and kissing her deeply.

Pulling away, she gently removed his hand from her arm.

He felt a whisper of magic and suddenly found his wrists tied tightly to the bedposts. "What are you playing at, girl?" he growled.

Smiling sweetly, she rubbed her damp folds along his arousal.

"Gods, woman," he groaned, his anger forgotten.

"I said," she whispered, "down, boy." She punctuated each word with a shift of her hips.

Hermione continued to move, breathing deeply as her swollen clit rubbed along his cock. She could feel his firm thrusts against her becoming jerky and unstable.

Severus' eyes shot open when she stopped moving.

She looked down at his tortured face and smiled again. Lifting her hips, she reached between them and guided him into her pussy.

"Gods, Hermione!" he groaned, reveling in the feeling of her tightness surrounding him completely. Pulling on his restraints, he pleaded with her, "Please, let me touch you."

Hermione stayed silent, shaking her head at his request. She closed her eyes and started rotating her hips, slowly fucking herself on his cock. Before long, her motions sped up and her breathing changed. She was going to come. Snapping her eyes open, she leaned forward and pressed her hands against his chest, holding herself up. Locking eyes with him, she moved her hips faster, breathing his name and shuddering as her muscles contracted around his cock.

Certain that he had just witnessed the most beautiful sight in the universe, he groaned as his own release pulsed into her.

Hermione silently lifted herself from his body and undid the bindings on his wrists before slipping the pumps from her feet and curling herself into his side.

Staring at the ceiling, Severus spoke, "That was…incredible."

"Mmm" she responded.

He turned to face his witch. "Where did you learn to do that?"

Hermione blushed brightly. "From…from a book," she stuttered.

Severus laughed heartily, pulling the girl tight against his body. Pushing the hair out of her face, he kissed her deeply.

Pulling back, she whispered, "Did you mean it?"

"Mean what?" he asked, kissing her forehead.

Anxiety in her voice, she continued, "Do you love me, Severus?"

His expression turned grave and he looked deep into her eyes. "More than you could know."

She sighed in relief and smiled at him. "I love you too, Severus Snape."

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Harry didn't know how long he stood in the corridor, staring at the spot where they'd disappeared. He'd just watched his most hated professor declare his love for one of his oldest friends. That had to be a dream. He was asleep and this was a nightmare.

"Shouldn't you be in bed, Harry?"

He spun around, the cloak falling from his face. "Professor Dumbledore! I just…Hermione…she was…Professor Snape…uhm…I just saw…" he rambled.

"I believe you just witnessed a very private moment between two people who are quite dear to me." Dumbledore spoke calmly.

"Sir?" Harry was confused. "Professor Snape…she's a student…he can't. It's not right!" he stammered.

"Ms. Granger is an adult, is she not?"

"Yes, but…"

"Did she seem upset by Severus' actions?"

"No, but…"

"There is no rule against a consenting relationship between a teacher and a student who is of age."

"He's a death eater!" Harry shouted.

Dumbledore's face twisted in anger. "Do not speak of things that you know nothing about."

Harry had never seen the Headmaster that angry. His words had a sobering effect on the boy. "It just doesn't seem right," he mumbled.

"Who are we to be the judge of other people's happiness?"

Harry frowned and looked up at the Headmaster. "He really does make her happy, doesn't he?"

"Perhaps you should ask Ms. Granger that question. Tomorrow. Now off to bed with you," he smiled and disappeared into the darkness of the corridor.

Maybe Dumbledore was right. Harry resolved to talk to Hermione the next time he saw her. Pulling his hood up, he made his way back to Griffindor tower. He paused as he entered the common room. "Ron is going to shit a brick when he finds out," he whispered into the darkness.

Wheeeee! Hope you liked that as much as I did!

-vashmil