A/N: SPOV
Severus was in a near shock when she had said that she loved and thanked him for what they did. This is real, not some lucid dream, he told himself. She wasn't about to leave him without saying goodbye, and it warmed him as he realized that maybe he could be happy, even if only for awhile.
You're going to have to leave her without a goodbye. He knew what his role would become before the school year ended. He cleared his mind of that, focusing on the current issues before him.
He had her list, and her in his bed. And she was eager to try more.
"Now, Nymphadora, you're here to protect the school. You're not allowed to shag my bollocks off. I require to do my morning ablutions before I go jogging in the Forbidden Forest."
Severus put down his tea, kissed her one last time before entering his shower.
Less than a few minutes later, he exclaimed in shock, then chuckled deeply.
"You impertinent Hufflepuff."
It was a busy week, and their schedules made it impossible for them to see each other. He had reviewed her list and had to relieve himself of his mounting desire late at night when he wasn't busy patrolling.
She had understandable hard limits, similar to his own. He didn't enjoy leaving any lasting marks, scarification, or dealing with any bodily fluids or children.
His memory went back to when she was in his Potion's classes; she had a penchant for oddly colored hair throughout most of her days in Hogwarts, settling on hot pink somewhere in her fifth or sixth year. He wasn't sure, and didn't want to consider the fact that she was his student nearly a decade ago.
They were supervising the students in Hogsmeade, and Severus was looking none too amused inside Zonko's Joke Shop. As he looked out the window to the snow-driven street, he wondered how Nymphadora was faring with the students.
"Mister Davies, you know for a fact that I will confiscate that item as soon as you walk into the castle." Severus glared and the student realized that Hogsmeade trips are less enjoyable with the extra protection.
Severus walked over to the shopgirl and paid for a package of licorice wands. So I have a few bad habits, sue me he thought as he chewed on the licorice.
A piercing scream went through the air, and he had whipped out his wand and ran outside to the street, on high alert. The Death Eaters wouldn't try to attack in the open, not until after I kill Dumbledore...
He had his Berretta 92 on a muggle holster that was covered by his robes, knowing that his customized ammunition would kill anything he had to come across. It was his ace in the hole against purebloods, who thought that muggle technology was always inferior.
He saw Hagrid stomping over to the path back to the castle, picking up a student, and running back to Hogwarts. An Auror that Severus didn't know demanded that they all secure the students inside whichever building was closest, create a perimeter, and search for any Death Eaters.
Is Nymphadora okay? He wondered, scouring the area of Hogsmeade for any hostile activity.