-=JKR is the master-mind behind the characters, I set the stage."

Cheap Thrills

Leaky Cauldron

She fell face down in bed. The was a knock at the door. Must be George. Angry and upset she yelled as she opened the door. "I love him, damn it...oh, uhm." Lips frozen in numb tension.

"Sorry Hermione. Bad timing." Snape looked sheepish. Embarrassed he turned to go.

"Severus, come back." Hermione was weak with emotional fatigue. Wiping her eyes. When Snape didn't turn back she charged down the lopsided hall. She took a stout hold on his arm, dragging back to her room. This was a delicate matter and she didn't want to screw it up. "You," she pointed a finger at him, "sit."

Nearly as soon as he had sat, he raised to go. "Look Hermione, I understand. I do."

Emotionally over-wrought, embarrassed and thoroughly pissed off. "Sit your narrow bum down, I'm not done with you." She pointed her wand at Snape, "don't make me use this." Her shoulders slumped, touching him on the arm. Hermione kissed Snape's lips briefly. "I need a minute to collect myself, I'm going down for tea. If you've gone when I get back, I will never forgive you Severus."

"Hermione," he sounded so understanding. "You love him," there was no tone of accusation.

"You're not going to let me go down are you?" He didn't lift a finger to lie. She advanced by steps. Placing a soft hand on his shoulder peering at him intently. "Yes, Severus I love him. Nothing to be done about it I'm afraid." Severus looked pained, but masked it well. "You weren't the one I thought was at my door, you know? I'm afraid the cat's out of the bag, as it were." She sat it front of him, she clenched his thighs. "Severus, it's you."

"I suspected as much," Severus hoped the humiliation would be over soon.

"I love you. I don't expect you to feel," Severus stood up knocking his chair over.

"This isn't a game Ms. Granger. Don't play with me." Severus nearly shouted.

"Play?" Severus made another step toward the door. As soon as he turned to face her, Hermione put him a full body bind, elevating his body so he didn't hit the floor. She walked over to him, withdrew his wand from his sleeve, setting it respectfully on the table. "I'm sorry I have to do this, but you're giving me no other option. I have no intention of abusing you." Hermione guided his hovering form over to the bed, lowering him onto its comfort. "Do you need your wand for Legilimency?"

He couldn't move a fraction, but she sensed the answer was 'no'. "I hope you won't be uncomfortable," she climbed onto the bed straddling him. "This shouldn't take long and I'll release you. Calm yourself, I can tell you're angry." Pulling her hair into a sloppy ponytail, she looked unflinchingly into his eyes. "Now penetrate my mind." Reflexively she closed her eyes, releasing a snorting laugh. "Don't roll your eyes at me. Ok, go ahead." Relaxing her face, focused on Severus. She could feel his subterranean exasperation, and was unable to stifle her laughter. "This isn't going to work, I can't keep a straight face. Suppose you could take this as pay-backs for the Levicorpus." She kissed his cadaverous lips, stretching out over her rigid devil. Hermione ran her fingers through his hair, "I love you Severus. I know you probably want to kill me all the same, but I thought you should know."

Hermione rolled off to the side, and released him from the spell. "I wasn't expecting you, I'm glad you came, you're staying with me tonight."

Snape touched her cheek. "You'll probably change your mind about me."

"You might change your mind about me," Hermione kissed him and straddled his waist. She undressed him lazily, while divesting herself quickly. Hermione delighted in watching him squirm under her.

"Nice view from up here. I could get used to this. You will be my prisoner of war and I, your captor. You will submit to me," she vanished his clothes. "Oh caramels," Snape looked surprised for the moment it her to suck his pert nipple between his lips. She rolled the other around with a fingertip.

"Mmm. Wouldn't want to make the other jealous." Hermione repeated her attentions to the other. Kissing him with vigour, "let's see what other treats you brought with you." Grinning evilly at Snape.

"Ah, yes. This looks promising." Wrapping her hand around his fleshy arousal. Resting on an elbow, she lay her head against his inner thigh. As soon as she settled in to sample his sex machine, he protested. His words fell on deaf ears. Hermione was in full-sensory submersion. His exotic musk clouded her mental processes. The sounds of pleasure he made penetrated her mind, nearly making her giddy.

Snape pulled her to him. He reached out to touch her, she slapped his hand away, "you're my captive." leaning forward she licked his lips. Easing him inside her, she sat back. Moving slowly at first, concluding that she had a good deal of control from this vantage point. Snape arched his back, insinuating himself deeper. Fingers traced delicate paths across his chest. Eyes closed, they were reduced to tactile bliss. His breath sped up. It left him with a burst of pleasure. Hermione wasn't willing to leave off so soon. Slowly keeping herself firmly planted, grinding into his desire. When she felt his answering swelling, bent forward low over him working his flesh to her best advantage.

Severus noticed her rhythm become jerky he knew she was close, Severus placed two slightly spread fingers flat against his pelvis to aid her stimulation. Collapsing on him slicked in sweat, she lay still while her muscular walls convulsed. Breathing in great puffs, Hermione resembled a dragon.

They fell asleep exhausted emotionally and physically.