Two Months Prior
Hermione gave it her all at a friendship with Severus. Of course her feelings for him had not decreased in that time, if anything she was sure she was falling in love with him. When the two of them were alone together he had really lowered his usually well guarded walls. The two joked and laughed often and she found him to be actually rather funny. He had a dry and sarcastic sense of humor, which she knew already, but when it wasn't vindictive, she found it very charming.
Since the weather was turning warmer and becoming a bit more tolerable, Hermione had even taken Severus to the Thestral clearing a few times, and she was surprised to see how quickly the timid animals had taken to him. Several trips they had not only brought food for the gentle creatures, but would also pack a lunch for themselves in lieu of eating with the rest of the staff in The Great Hall.
Naturally since Hermione and Severus were spending so much time together, rumors did begin to circulate amongst the staff. Severus she could tell was bothered by it, but honestly, she couldn't have cared less. Let people think what they want to think, she thought.
She started to become hopeful again. Although Severus was dead set on a strictly platonic relationship, at times his actions would suggest otherwise. For instance, at dinner he would pull her chair out for her - which the first time he had done so, it earned a smug and satisfied look from Professor McGonagall. When going into the kitchens to gather food for either themselves or the Thestrals, he would always place his hand on the small of her back to help her in and out of the portrait hole. And it seemed that any time they would have free time between or after classes, he would always require her assistance or an opinion on something he was working on. If nothing else, Hermione knew that she had definitely earned his respect.
One evening, late May, Hermione and Severus were having a late night in the Potions classroom. Severus was making final adjustments to the exams he would soon be administering, while Hermione quietly read by candlelight at one of the front desks in the room. Judging by the length of the nearly nonexistent candles, and the diminishing light in the classroom, she had been in there for quite some time.
Her eyes grew heavy and she gently closed the book and placed it before her. She looked up and watched Severus work - which was one of her favorite things to do. He was hunched over a cauldron adding different items to a potion he was preparing to have his sixth years make for their end of term exams. She watched his slender fingers as they delicately chopped the ingredients needed, his brow furrowed in concentration and the intensely focused look in his black eyes. She couldn't help but to think that he was quite beautiful to watch.
Severus must have felt he was being watched a looked up with a smirk on his face.
"Clearly I could not be more interesting than the book you were reading," he said.
Hermione smiled. "Clearly you're wrong."
A soft snort came from him as he shook his head and attempted to return to his work.
Even though Hermione could have stayed and watched him all night, she couldn't ignore the fact that her eyes were struggling to remain open, or the yawn she tried to stifle. As much as she hadn't wanted to, she knew it was time for her to call it a night.
"Severus?"
Not looking up from the potion he was brewing, he responded with a quiet, "hmm?"
"As much as I'd love to stay, I'm pretty exhausted. I'm going to head back to my room now, unless you needed me for anything?"
It was a loaded question, she knew. She also knew what his response would be.
His lips turned upwards just a hair and he shook his head. "No, I am fine, Hermione. Thank you."
She nodded softly and waved her wand, sending her belongings all into the bag she had brought with her, then stood up from the table.
"Goodnight, Severus," she said with another yawn.
Severus stopped what he was doing and also rose from his chair. "I'll walk you out."
Hermione felt a small drop in her stomach. He'd never offered to walk her out before, and she began to run through a million different reasons as to why tonight would be different. Her pulse quickened and she felt her palms begin to sweat. Suddenly she felt wide awake.
"Oh - okay. Sure?"
As they made their way through the classroom and towards the door, Hermione stepped on the hem of Severus' robes and began to stumble. With the reflexes of the experienced fighter Severus had once been, he caught her before she hit the floor.
She expected him to let her go immediately, to keep up with his friends only policy, but he did not. He kept her in his arms and stared into her eyes with an unreadable expression. He looked like a man who was battling with two halves of himself, and Hermione desperately wanted whichever side of him that continued to hold her to win.
The two of them stood in their awkward embrace for minutes, or possibly hours, maybe even days, but it felt like an eternity, yet also like seconds. Then Hermione watched his eyes change, they became focused and sure; she knew a decision had been made. Her mouth ran dry.
Pulling her in closer, Severus lowered his head and gently placed his lips onto Hermione's. She saw him close his eyes, yet her hers remained opened due to the pure shock of what was happening.
The kiss started slowly at first, almost like he was testing her, seeing if she would turn him away. She felt him begin to pull back, most likely due to her surprised-induced lack of response. She was not having that.
Hermione dropped her bag and threw both of her arms around Severus' neck. She kissed him back firmly and passionately, letting out all of the tension she had held inside since Christmas. The two stumbled through the classroom until Severus pinned her against the wall, pressing his full length against her. He broke the kiss and looked at her with such carnal desire, Hermione felt as if her entire body had been lit on fire.
With one hand Severus grasped both of Hermione's wrists and threw her arms above her head. She wasn't used to being the person not in control of a situation, but found submitting to him to be rather exciting. He leaned in once more and began nipping her neck, right below her ear. Hermione shivered and let out a small moan of contentment. She felt Severus' lips turn up in a smile against her bare skin, then trembled when his teeth gently bit the base of her throat.
Hermione squirmed with pure lustful need and wanted nothing more in that moment than to feel every inch of him. With his free hand, he took his wand and vanished her robes, leaving Hermione in nothing but her bra and knickers. Normally she would have felt the urge to cover herself, but not then. If anything she wondered why he'd left them on and didn't vanish all of her clothing completely.
Severus let go of Hermione's wrists, yet she left her arms above her head as he explored her body with his hands. He wasn't just feeling her, he was worshipping every inch of her. Maddeningly slowly he brought his hands back her shoulders then caressed down to her breasts, where he lowered her bra exposing herself to him.
"You're so beautiful," he said breathlessly.
Hermione felt herself blush and shook her head. "I'm not," she whispered.
Severus placed his hand on her cheeks. "Yes," he said then kissed her, biting her bottom lip before he pulled back. "You are."
Hermione's head was spinning, her body quaked and her heart was hammering so loudly she was surprised he couldn't hear it. When he took a step back from her she pouted, which earned a wicked chuckle from Severus.
At first she thought that she'd ruined everything with her insecurity, but then realized that had not been the case. Severus began to undress until he was standing before her in nothing but black trousers hanging from his hips, with the fly left undone.
She took a moment to study his body and was surprised by what she saw. He wasn't exactly muscular, but he was defined. His chest was broader than she would have imagined, yet it saddened her to see it, and his stomach, covered in long, thin, pink scars. She almost asked how he'd come to get them, but knew that now was not the time. She was not about to spoil whatever was happening by opening her big mouth.
Once he was disrobed he advanced back towards her. Hermione had since dropped her arms back to her sides, so Severus took her by the wrists and lifted them up once more, as he pressed his weight against her. Hermione thought she had never been more turned on in her life as he took control once more.
Without using a wand this time, he reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it drop to their feet. He took one step back for a minute he admired her nearly naked body before thrusting himself firmly against her once more. Hermione could feel that Severus was just as aroused as she was, and it seemed to fill her with a sense of power. It wasn't often that Severus Snape lost his carefully controlled demeanor, and to be the person to make him behave so animalistic was intoxicating to her.
As she stood with shaking knees against the wall, Severus again nibbled at her neck leaving trails of goosebumps behind on her skin. He then traveled south and took her breast into his mouth while massaging the other with his free hand. The sensations his tongue sent coursing through Hermione were electric. She didn't know how much longer she could last if he hadn't gone further with her.
When he released her from his mouth, Hermione writhed against the wall, wordlessly begging for more. Severus gave a throaty laugh and lowered himself to his knees. Hermione froze. She had an idea of what he was planning to do and began to panic. That fear only began to crescendo as he slowly removed her knickers and forced her legs open. She'd never had this done before and tried to lock her knees together. Severus let out a small growl and forced her legs apart once more.
"Severus," she whispered in a panic. "I've never had anyone - I mean - this is the first-"
Of course Hermione had had sex before, but that was it, only sex. The thought of him placing his mouth there terrified her. It made her feel extremely self conscious and vulnerable. But when he began all of her doubt and insecurities immediately went out the window.
The mind blowing pleasure was unlike anything she had ever felt and every part of her did not want it to ever stop. His tongue worked feverishly at the most sensitive part of her body with such skill she felt like she was coming apart at the seams. Tension slowly built more and more until her entire body shattered and she nearly fell to the floor. Almost torturously he kept going, until it was too much for her to bear and she had to pry his head from her body.
He smiled at her like a predatory animal and stood up slowly.
"What were you saying?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
Hermione couldn't even remember her name at that moment, let alone what she had tried to tell him beforehand. When she shook her head and panted, "nothing." Severus laughed.
Glancing down she could tell he was more than ready to take her at that moment. He lowered and stepped out of his trousers, then stood before her completely unclothed.
In a swift and fluid movement, he placed his hands beneath her buttocks and lifted her up, still against the wall. Instinctively Hermione wrapped her legs around him as Severus found his way inside her. Hermione could have honestly said she had never felt more complete in her life than at that moment. They fit together perfectly; it was like their bodies had been made for one another.
He started out slowly, the way one does when taking a new lover for the first time, but Hermione wanted more. She brought her hips up to match his and started to move quicker, hoping he would get the hint. A wild gleam formed in his eyes and Severus picked up the pace.
The entire time Hermione found herself wanting more; faster, harder. Finally she voiced out loud what she desired and Severus seemed only too happy to oblige. Once again she felt the tension mounting up inside her until her entire world exploded in ecstasy once more. She yelled out his name as she scratched her nails down his back, and felt him finish not long after she had done so.
Severus held her up for just a few minutes afterwards and peppered soft kisses on her mouth, cheeks and eyelids before setting her back down on the ground. Her legs wobbled and he placed his hand under her elbow to keep her upright and steady.
He looked deep into her eyes and gave her one more chaste kiss.
"Sleep here tonight?" He asked.
Even after all the times Hermione had expressed her desire for him, and especially after what just happened, he still seemed unsure of himself. Hermione could not understand how that was even possible.
"Of course," she panted, as if it were obvious. "I'd be insulted if you hadn't offered."
Severus' eyes seemed to have a new light in them as he took her by the hand and rushed her into his bedroom. Neither of them ended up getting much sleep that evening.