Wake Up Call
With Charlotte sound asleep, Hermione crept back over to the bed. Blushing slightly, she hoped Severus wouldn't be startled awake, screaming bloody murder. She knew his reflexes were excellent. With an evil smirk, one she had only recently acquired, she hoped she could evoke a different kind of reflex.
Hermione knelt on the bed and ran her hands lightly over Severus' shirt, exposing his stomach. It was still rising and falling slowly. Hermione set to work.
Severus' eyes snapped open. Blinking rapidly, he managed to gasp, "I hope that's you, Hermione."
With a smile, Hermione lifted her head. "It's me."