Hermione almost laughed at loud at the way Severus glared at the new Professor who had taken the seat on the other side of her at the staff table. She was stuck between them, trying to stifle her giggles and staring down into her plate while Neville led the first years into the great hall again.
He'd officially replaced Professor Sprout this year and was a full fledged Professor.
She smiled at him and gave him a thumbs up and he smiled back with a wave.
Yes, they were quite possibly the most immature Professors to ever walk Hogwarts.
No, she really didn't care.
Her eyes shot to Professor Thrush who put his hand on her arm, a ploy to get her attention that earned a covered chuckle from Neville and a dangerous snarl from Severus.
She could see her fiancé's jaw begin to tick and brushed the wizard's hand off, not wanting Severus to attack him at the welcome feast. Students were soon seated and the meal began.
Thrush pestered her throughout the meal, making her turn to him regularly when she was trying to converse with Severus and when they were leaving- Severus having gone ahead to greet the new students in his house the wizard caught Hermione by the arm in the corridor.
"So, where is it that you sleep?" He questioned, rather suggestively and she raised an eyebrow, looked around to find a dangerous lack of people in the halls.
"My chambers are in the dungeons, near my classroom." She pursed her lips and watched him with interested eyes.
"Perhaps I could join you there, have a drink and talk about charms." She fought down the smirk. Oh, he did not know how thin of ice it was he'd begun to tread. She wanted to be nice, and polite, she also- very nearly- wanted to watch her wizard smash this one.
She shook her head, no, she'd had enough fun. Letting Severus be a bit jealous was one thing, goading him into murder was quite another.
"I apologize by I fear my bedmate would prefer that didn't happen." She smiled brightly, turned as if to leave but he caught her by her shoulder and spun her back to him.
She grunted, it really, really, really annoyed her when people tried to manhandle her. Unless it was her wizard of course.
After Ronald…she would never tolerate it again. Her eyes narrowed.
"Pardon, but do I look like a child's toy to you?" She bit out, her eyes narrowed, he looked surprised by the action but stood his ground.
"Now, now, don't play hard to get. I've not seen a single wizard here who could be your bedmate, except perhaps the one who brought in the first years, and he sat nowhere near you." He cocked his own eyebrow this time and Hermione blinked up at him. Annoyance played across her features.
"Excuse you? Hard to get? No wizard?" She was watching him in shock, she was certainly not accustomed to pushy wizards, even Severus gave in to her whims fairly easily.
The advantage to his being in love with her, she guessed.
"It isn't him is it?" He smirked, cocky now and Hermione shook her head, still trying to figure out exactly what this wizard's internal error was.
"No, it certainly is not, in fact, my fiancé is quite a bit different from Neville."
"Ah, he's your fiancé now, not simply your bedmate?" He was all but laughing at her now and she stamped her foot, growing annoyed. Just as she was reaching for her wand strong, warm arms wrapped around her from behind and she sank back into the strong scent of her wizard.
"Fiancé, bedmate, dark wizard, holder of the medal of Merlin first class, hero." She looked up at him to see his smirking face above her. "Did I miss anything love?"
"Perhaps sultry sex god." He rumbled into her ear and she turned back to the new wizard to see him giving her a look of something that appeared to be shock crossed with disgust.
"Aren't you just a bit old for her?" He wrinkled his nose and Severus caught Hermione's arm with a swiftness that betrayed his own abilities, stopping her wand before it could drive into the wizard's throat.
"Hermione, love, darling, calm down. It won't do to kill him. Come love." He was trying to tug her away but she was glaring in the young wizard's direction.
"I thought your flirting was cute at first, I even found the jealousy you evoked a bit amusing, but…" She paused, her gaze darkened. "Do. Not. Ever. Insult. My. Wizard. Again." She bit through her teeth before she allowed Severus to drag her away.
As soon as they were around the corner her back was jammed into the wall and his mouth was latched onto hers. Devouring her, he groaned into her lips, his hard length grinding into her stomach.
"Gods witch, have I told you how sexy you are when you take up for me?" He was grasping her hair on either side of her head, his fingers knotted in the thick curls.
She gasped for breath.
"No, but I think you could show me." She grasped his shoulders and his hands left her hair for her hips, his mouth latched to her neck as he lifted her easily from the floor and she hooked her legs around him. He walked her further around the corner, into a dark corridor and with a flick of her wand his trousers and boxers were around his ankles.
"Gods I love when you come up with new tricks." He could feel his tip pressing into wet heat and his eyes narrowed. "No knickers love?" He questioned and she grinned, her head tossed back in a laugh.
She dropped herself onto his firm length and cried out when he filled her, glad they'd found somewhere more private.
"I'd hoped you would discover at the feast." She panted, her eyes closed as he pressed her into yet another stone wall, his hips bouncing her on him as he drove himself into her, over and over. Built her tension.
She whimpered.
"Discover what my love?" He grunted into her neck, trying hard not to force her into the wall too incredibly hard.
"That I decided meals are officially underwear optional." She fell into a moan at the end of her sentence as she came reeling and clenching around him. He followed, his seed spilling fort before he lay against her against the wall.
Slowly, steadily he pulled himself free and she dropped to the floor, her skirt and robes settling back where they belonged. A scourgify and he was cleaned up and his trousers were being brought back where they were meant to be.
"I think I like this idea of yours." He smiled as he bent to kiss her, soft, gently, she wrapped her arms up around his neck and tunneled her fingers into long black hair.
"I'd hoped you would." She purred into his ear when the kiss broke and his fingers twitched, itched to work their way beneath her skirt and feel the soft flesh there.
"Mmm, I cannot get enough."
"I hope you never do."
He breathed against her ear.
"Bed, now, witch, I will show you how insatiable my need for you has become." She giggled as she dashed through the halls, Severus and his billowing robes hot on her trail.