Lena's P.O.V
Crawling into bed beside Severus felt wrong somehow that night. I felt myself holding back when he kissed me, and imagining it was Remus's lips upon mine, Remus's hands searching my body. Severus pulled away and traced my cheek with his thumb. "What's up love?" I couldn't look him in the eye, tried to and failed. "Hogwarts." He pressed his head against mine and sighed. "Hogwarts." Neither of us smiled and I felt my eyes lift to his. The black pools stuck me and I couldn't look away. "Are you still going to want me?" It hurt to ask, but the words tumbled from my lips without conscious thought. He groaned. "I'll always want you Lena Black. Every last inch of you." With that he grabbed me, the strength he'd lost from the fight visibly back, and led me on his chest, pressing his lips hard against mine. His tongue fought mine and my body scorched, my every fibre alight. I sighed into every kiss and soon found myself fighting to get the shirt from his back. He pushed himself up from where he lay and pulled his own shirt over his head and kissed me more feverishly than ever. My hands traced the fresh scars on his side and I felt my nails rake down his back as he laid sweet kisses over my collarbone and chest. Every moment occurred as if in fast forward and I soon found myself pinned beneath him, his mouth at my throat. "Severus." It was dry and ached as if no air filled my lungs and the way he made me feel, I was shocked there was. He didn't stop but moved to my mouth and his hands wrestled with the nightdress id worn. Every inch he touched burned and it felt as if nothing held me in this plain but his lips upon mine. I felt his finger brush the lower of my breast and I gasped feverishly, his mouth still on mine, arching my back in response. His mouth pulled from mine, and although I was hungry for his mouth, I let his lips trail down my collarbone to breast and my body ached as sucked gently on my bud. I cried out and he stopped suddenly. As if realising what he'd done he pulled himself up and sat in the bed beside me, allowing me to pull my nightdress back together. "Sev?" His eyes flicked to mine and he groaned. The groan wasn't like the others. It had none of the hunger and passion and was instead full of regret and guilt. "Lena I really shouldn't. Come Monday morning you'll be my student. I have a responsibility." I turned my head ashamed. I pulled myself together and stepped lightly out of bed. "That's it? One minute you want 'every inch' of me and then when I give it to you, you throw it back in my face? Thanks Professor." I couldn't help the bitterness in my voice and was in fact glad of it when I noticed his flinch. "Please Lena, I didn't mean it like that." "Like what?" "I shouldn't, but I want to so badly I ache for you every minute of the day when you're not around me." "So? Hogwarts?" His head fell back against the headboard and I heard the pain in his voice. "I've never done this before Lena. I don't know how to do it right. Any of it. I just don't know. It goes against everything I believe in. What I've fought for." I sat on the edge of the bed cautiously and waited for him to explain. "I want to try us. See how far we get. I feel it in the pit of my stomach. It's meant to happen. It'll be hard. Really hard. But if you want it to, I won't say no." I couldn't help but smile and my heart felt as if the fist that had been squeezing it for the last month had finally let go. "Of course I do. We'll be careful, really careful. Nobody can know. Nobody does know. Well except for Harry but he's promised." He shook his head at this as if Harry knowing could be the worst possible thing, but he reached over with a smile and pulled me up to straddle his legs as he kissed me hungrily. "Sev?" He pulled away just a little. "Take me." His eyes gleamed brightly and hunger was visible in those deep dark pools. "Lena." "Please. Not now. But when I ask? Promise." He nodded his head slowly and groaned as my nails trailed his chest. "You're not going to make this easy are you?" I shook my head cheekily and removed my nightdress with one hand so all that I wore was the sheer slip I wore underneath. He groaned loudly and sat back taking every inch of me in. I blushed guiltily. It was the first time I'd let anyone see me like this, let alone a man. He hardened beneath my core and I felt myself tense a little. I took his mouth in mine and kissed him like I never had before. He pushed me off of him and laid me in the bed beside him, tracing my curves with his long thin fingers. He stopped at my breasts and rubbed my buds between his thumb and forefinger. I arched my back into his touch and groaned in both pleasure and pain. He laughed evilly, "Two can play at that game."