A/N: As promised another chapter, which brings us halfway through the story. I love the reviews, favorites and followings! Enjoy the reading.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That belongs entirely to J.K. Rowling. I just like to play in what she has created.

Chapter 4

Sunday morning at five minutes to ten o'clock every single person of the Order was there, except for one. Severus fucking Snape of course!

Hermione was biting her lip. She couldn't put her finger on the fact that she was so upset by this. She hated the guy! Why did she want him to come so badly?

Because you want to fuck him…

Oh my god! She had no idea where that came from but she wanted it tucked away as far as possible.

'Damn you Snape!' She uttered to herself. This was rewarded by a strange look from Ginny. Hopefully she didn't catch that.

Exactly one minute to ten o'clock she heard a pop and Severus Snape caught her arm, which was connected to the portkey. Without having time to say something she felt the tugging feeling of the portkey behind her navel. But that was not the only thing she felt.

Exactly where professor Snape was holding her arm, she felt a burning and tingling feeling course through her arm right down to her private parts.

A blush formed on her cheeks as she tried not to look at the tall man that was holding her arm. But then she reminded herself that she was not going to let him intimidate her anymore.

By the time her feet landed firmly on the ground, she was looking him directly into his eyes. An amusing look was forming on his face and she saw the corners of his mouth twitching, just a little.

Damn that little witch. She was on to him and the first thing that came to his mind was deducting points from Gryffindor. He chuckled to himself. She was not the only one who couldn't grasp the fact that he was not her teacher anymore. Well that didn't mean he could not punish her in any other way.

By thinking like that and looking at her heated face he could feel his erection starting up again. He immediately looked away from her and started to watch the rest of the group. They were looking astounded at their surroundings. The particularly haunting face of Moody made his cock go down really fast.

They ended up in the middle of, what was definitely, a wizard hotel. The lobby was very wide and medieval looking with a lot of brocade gold and silver decorating the walls and ceiling. He nodded in agreement with the rest. Hermione Granger did a very fine job picking this hotel.

'Everyone gather round please.' Harry Potter ushered everyone in a circle and told them that they mostly booked two-person hotel rooms and that they would have to pair up themselves.

Eventually Harry paired with Ginny of course, much to Ron's dismay. Who surprisingly paired with Luna. Neville took a room with Fred. Molly and Arthur. Lupin, Tonks and Teddy with the three of them. Bill and Fleur, who had a little one on the way. Moody paired with McGonagall. Charlie and Katie Bell. And finally, Seamus and Lavender.

Everyone was so busy getting their keycards to their rooms that no one noticed that Hermione Granger did not have a roommate.

Except for one person. 'That just leaves you and me, Granger.' Snape breathed so close to her ear that she clenched her fists at her side not to moan right on the spot.

'Why would I want to share a room with you?' She huffed at him, pretending to be braver then she actually felt.

'Because it seems that you have no choice. And what makes you think that I want to share a room with you Granger. You probably won't shut the fuck up for a minute and will, no matter the issue, know everything better than me.' He scowled at her, which made her furious again.

'Shut up and go get that key!' She hissed at him, which made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. And that was not only thing she managed to get up.

She was never going to admit that she in fact was trembling with joy and anticipation. Only thinking about sharing a room with Severus Snape, made her so wet that she urged herself to look somewhere else then the muscular back he was leaving her with.

He was wearing muggle clothes again. All black of course. But his biceps were straining the shirt he was wearing. And it fit tightly around his torso. She could not see the dark mark but she knew it was there.

She herself and the rest of the order were used to it by now, but she could see people around the hotel looking at him with a mixture of fear and disgust.

That was the moment she started to see things from his perspective. He may have some darkness inside him but in the end he is a fucking hero who doesn't deserve to be watched like that. He must have been in just as much danger as Harry was during the war, being a double spy and everything. Putting his life on the line like that. Thinking all that, she wasn't aware that Snape was already on his way back to her with the key in his hands.

Whatever she is thinking about must have upset her because she looks so worried. All i want is to just kiss that frown of her face! Snape scared himself here with that thought. Thinking about fucking her and everything is fine as long as it is physical. But thoughts like this could get him in real trouble.