Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, etc. I just like kidnapping and torturing the characters.
Hermione grabbed the envelope, and gently opened it. She never expected to read what she did in those next few moments. It was impossible. Somebody knew about her childing crush and was leading her on, making fun of her. She felt the tears well up in her eyes. She tucked the envelope firmly into her hand. Even if it was a joke, it was beautiful, and she would read it all the time, hoping, wishing... But, what if it was actually real...? Was it possible...? She carefully traipsed over the odds and ends that were scattered across the floor, and made her way toward the door. The carefully opened the door, but there was one problem. The room on the other side of the door was most certainly not the the hallway that had been there before.
Severus, ever curious, carefully opened the envelope that had his name on it. He easily recognized the hand writing from years of grading essays written in said elegant script. Why would she address a letter to him and leave it in the Room of Requirements? He read through the letter, not believing what was right there in front of his eyes. Was it real? Nobody else would have known about his feelings towards the girl, and he would have known if anybody had been entering his mind. He angrily spun around and pushed the door open, walking directly into another room that was not the hallway he had originally entered from.
The room Hermione was now in was dark, the only light she could see was what little light was emanating from the small fire place that was against the wall to her left. She heard the door click shut behind her, and she carefully made her way farther into the room.
Before she knew what was happening, another door on the other side of the flew open and a tall black figure barreled into her knocking her over.
When she had finally gained back her senses after having the air completely knocked out of her lungs, she realized that the figure that had barreled into her was none other than her beloved potions professor. The odd thing was that he did not have his eyes on her, instead he was gazing absolutely shocked at the envelope that had, until a few moments ago, been in her hand.
"Professor?" He quickly realized that he was, in fact, laying on top of one of his students, and shifted off her. Hermione had a chance to reach out to grab the envelope that she had dropped, but he stopped her by grabbing her hand.
He reached out, from the place where they were both seated on the floor, and picked up the envelope.
"Miss Granger..." She started, noting that the envelope had been opened, "Where, perchance, did you come across this?"
"I'm sorry, Sir, it literally landed at my feet a few moments ago." She did not want to admit it, but the look he was fixing her with was one that showed that if she knew what was good for her and if she valued her life what so ever, she would tell the truth.
"And where were you, those few moments ago?" The look he was giving her was absolutely poisonous.
"In the Room of Requirements, sir." She was really scared now. Not only was it past curfew, but she had been in possession of something that was obviously meant for nobody else to see.
"And, Miss Granger, please satisfy my curiosity... Why were you at that given location those few moments ago?"
"I... I was trying to lose something."
"Funny. I was as well. Once again out of curiosity, Miss Granger, could you possibly identify this for me?" The man sat back, reached into his robes and pulled out something that literally made Hermione's heart stop beating for a moment.
"Miss Granger, you seem to have gone rather... pale." At that moment, Hermione suddenly regained control of her wits once again.
"Yes, I suppose I could sir, but you'd have to do the same for that other letter which you so rudely removed from my possession when you barreled into me and knocked me over." Now it was Severus Snape's turn to go pale as a sheet.
"Touche, Miss Granger." He stood up and helped the younger witch up as well. "Did you read the letter that I had penned in that envelope?"
"Yes, sir, I did." Hermione wiped her sweaty palms on her muggle jeans that she was wearing under her school robes. "I take it you read my letter as well."
"Yes, Miss Granger, I did." The next thing Hermione knew, she was in her potions professor's arms, and he was hungrily kissing her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hermione..." he said in between kisses, "You... don't know... how long... I have... wanted... this..."
"I know... Severus... me too..." He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed that had appeared in the corner of room.
"It's funny how fate can bring two souls together, is it not?"
"Fate? Unless somebody renamed the Room of Requirement 'fate,' I do not think that's it."
"Who knew the castle is more of a meddling old fool than out headmaster himself..."
"Enough of meddling old fools, we can think about them later, Severus." In one kiss, she showed him how much she needed him, how much she wanted him, how much she had yearned for him.
"I hope you understand, love, I am a very jealous man. Once you have me, you will not get rid of me mo matter what."
"Good. I wouldn't trade you in for all the gold in the world."