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The Headmaster's Wife	By : Mrs_HH Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 96752 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 23
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Severu' is bigger than Lucius'

Hermione Jean Granger loved learning. She was the insufferable know-it-all, bookworm extraordinaire whose only rival in that respect was a certain snarky professor she knew. And this week she'd learnt a great deal. She'd learnt her new best friend Draco Malfoy was bisexual as was his father. She also learnt Lucius Malfoy, a pure-blood elitist, more than likely fancied her and she suspected so did Pius Thicknesse, if his comment about her being the Thinking Wizards pin up was anything to go by. She found out her best friends Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley were engaged and she found out her ex boyfriend Ronald Weasley was a cock!

But the biggest lesson she learnt was that after being in love with Severus Snape since that fateful day when he saved her from Remus all those years ago, he was also in love with her. Yes she was now the girlfriend of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and she discovered he was an amazing man; an incredible lover even if they had yet to fully consummate their relationship; a very powerful wizard (but disconcertingly she learnt she was almost as powerful), had a title, an estate or ten, seemed to be quite well off and this very morning she learnt that Severus Snape was the owner of the most amazing jean clad arse she'd ever seen. Her eyes had been following it around the bedroom since he got dressed and she almost fell out of bed as she leaned out so she could watch him walk into the living room. Hermione Jean Granger loved learning.

"I'm meeting Lucy this morning with our muggle lawyers at 9, then I've got an appointment with my wizarding lawyers, my muggle bank and then I'll be in Gringotts at 12. I'll meet you for lunch at 1 and then we'll go shopping for your dress. We can have a look in a few places but I've booked an appointment at Dior for 3.30. Narcissa always goes there."

Severus made it sound like he made appointments in designer dress shops every day.

"Sev, you know you don't have to don't you?" Hermione said as he came out from the bathroom.

"What?" Severus looked slightly bemused.

"...take me shopping" Hermione said seriously.

He stood at the bottom of the bed and said "I know. But as I've told you before the fact I don't have to means I will"

He crawled up the bed, trapping her under the covers with his body and nuzzling her neck whispered "this weekend is all about you ok?"

"I can't really refuse can I?" she said giggling.

"Not really. So what are you going to do this morning?" he asked her as he got back off the bed and put his jacket on. He looked so different in muggle clothes but whereas she thought his frock coat was the ultimate turn on, the black v-neck jumper with the slate grey long sleeved t-shirt underneath, the dark grey jeans, black leather fitted biker style jacket and black boots could easily persuade her otherwise.

"I thought I'd see George and then I've got a few things to do in London. Are we sending our bags to the manor?" Hermione asked

"Yes. So you better get packing. If you want anything sent there from Diagon Alley just summon Winky"

"Winky? Is she still...you know...depressed?" Hermione asked quietly.

Severus chuckled "Well that depends. She's asked me to ask you something actually"

"Oh?" Hermione was slightly taken aback.

"She would like to be your personal house elf. It appears the elves have decided that as I have personal house elves so should you"

Hermione looked perturbed. "Oh. You know I don't..."

He looked at her and she knew he understood. He'd found her SPEW antics highly amusing. She was a natural campaigner and defender...a trait which was bother endearing and infuriating at times, "I know but since the war there are so many disorientated house elves without masters that I've taken them all on here until they can be rehoused. Winky would be yours here and will come with us to any of our properties," Severus suddenly realised what he said.

"Did you just say 'our' properties?" Hermione was taken aback.

"Well...I suppose...eventually...if you haven't come to your senses and run off with someone else," he blushed. Yes Severus actually blushed.

She hated it when he said things like that. "Severus," she purred "say something stupid like that again sweetheart and I'll not be responsible for my actions. I came to my senses when I left Ronald for you."

"Oh well that makes it all OK then," Severus said cheekily as he pulled her in for a kiss. 'Finally' Hermione thought to herself 'I've got my hands on his arse in those jeans'

"You appear to have had a slight fascination with my arse all morning my love," Severus said against her lips.

"I'm only human," Hermione sighed.

"Indeed...mind you your arse looks particularly appealing this morning," he said cupping her buttocks in his hands and squeezed gently. She was still in her sleep shorts and Severus' fingers were finding their way underneath to touch her bare skin.

Hermione sighed appreciatively pushing herself closer into him but then common sense kicked in. "Aren't you meeting Lucius soon?"

"Mmmm," was the only response she got from him as he was losing himself in their kiss and the feel of her body against his.

"You don't want to ruin your appetite by snacking sweetheart," she said breathlessly.

Severus pulled back abruptly. "You're always so infuriatingly sensible"

Hermione giggled. "Sorry but I get the impression you've got something planned tonight," and then whispered seductively, "don't you want me gagging for it tonight?"

"Fucking hell these jeans are far too tight to have an erection in," Severus winced trying to adjust himself.

"Well think about something else," she said kissing him on the nose.

As if on cue "Are you off soon Severus?" Minerva's voice rang out from the fireplace.

Severus groaned and muttered, "And there is my muse...," and then regaining his usual disposition he said "Yes Minerva. If you need me floo call the manor. Apart from that my school is in your capable hands until we return. Try not break it"

"Well hopefully I won't speak to you again until Monday morning. Have a lovely weekend. And you too Hermione dear," she said cheerily.

"And you," Hermione and Severus said together.

Severus pulled Hermione into him. "I suppose I better go. I'll see you later"

Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck. "I can't wait," and kissed him chastely before he flooed away.

"And how is my favourite ex sister in law?" George Weasley asked as he picked Hermione up and hugged her.

She relaxed at this warm greeting. "I'm fine. Any gossip?"

"No you've cornered the market for that. Sorry about my prick of a brother. You spoken to Ginny? She's going to cut his bollocks off and then Mum's going to cook them. Trust my Mum to know a recipe for bollock stew," he said indifferently.

Hermione laughed but then said "It's OK. Frankly I'm glad I dumped him if that's the bullshit he comes up with. And...," she said bashfully, "my new man is...well let's just say he's amazing."

"Oh aye?" said George winking at her rapidly. "Tell me more."

"I can't. Not yet," Hermione said disappointedly

"Oh such a tease! Anyway I'll be seeing more of you soon. Snape...or would you prefer I call him Professor Snape or Headmaster Snape?...," George was always aware of Hermione's respect for their Potion's master, "...has offered me the flying and Quidditch instructors job. I believe it was your suggestion. He seemed quite full of admiration for you I thought."

Hermione blushed slightly. "Oh well I told him he needs a hand to erase his disastrous first year in charge and he seems to respect my opinion. And I'm his apprentice so I hope he would."

"Only his apprentice?" George asked knowingly and winked at her.

"Yes of course," Hermione snapped a little too eagerly; her flushed cheeks were in danger of giving her away

George considered her expression carefully. "'Mione you've been hanging around my house lying to my mother for years...I know when you lie!" he said conspiratorially.

She knew she was on the verge of exposure now. "We have a mutual respect for each other"

"OK if you insist. A galleon says your mutual respect ends up with him mutually respecting you in the bedroom by the end of your apprenticeship" George smirked.

Hermione looked at George carefully for a moment and without breaking eye contact put her hand in her pocket.

"Give me your hand," she ordered and pressed a galleon into it.

George winked at her cheekily. "Keeping it secret are we?"

"Yes until the Ministry Ball and we certainly don't want Ron finding out yet before then," Hermione warned.

"Your secret is safe with me," George said putting his arm around Hermione's shoulders and pulling her in for a hug.

"Who's got a secret?" Harry said as he walked in with Draco.

"Oh nobody," said George inclining his head at Hermione.

Hermione giggled. "George knows."

"And there was me thinking I was the first person you've told," George jokingly huffed.

"And how are you my gorgeous one?" Draco asked with all the oozing charm of his father. "I believe m'Lord Snape is meeting with m'Lord Malfoy to discuss the business."

Hermione always thought it was hilarious when Draco tried to imitate his father. Lucius was just so much better at it.

She shrugged. "I've no idea what his meetings are about. I'm sure he'll tell me later. Maybe. Anyway I thought you were at Sev's apartment and Ginny said you were at Godric's Hollow," she said looking at Harry.

Draco looked furtively at Harry. "Well Ady's asleep so I thought I'd pop out and get some breakfast and..."

"I needed to get some stuff for the house. You wouldn't believe the things you need when you're doing a place up," Harry chimed in.

"We just bumped into each other getting a coffee and thought we'd pop into see George as he's open," Draco said unconvincingly.

"Oh right" Hermione was suspicious.

"Actually I'm glad I ran into you,” Harry said. “I found some old boxes of Mum's last night and there was some stuff she obviously meant to give to Severus. It's his 18th and 21st birthday presents actually. Any ideas what I should do with them?"

"I don't know," Hermione said awkwardly. "Give them to him? You can do that on Tuesday. He can do what he wants with them then."

Harry looked concerned. "You don't think he'll be upset?"

She thought for a moment. "I don't know. He cared enough about her to protect you so chances are he'll be moved. At least I'll be there if he flies off the handle or breaks down. Speaking of presents I want to buy him something but have no idea don't know what to get him."

Harry laughed. "Don't look at me," and Draco just shrugged.

“Fat lot of good you lot are!” Hermione exclaimed.

Changing the subject Draco asked, "When are you off to Cheshire? I've never been to Snape Manor and will require a full report. Mind you I'm in love with his apartment. Have you been there yet?"

"No but Sev said we'll pop in and apparate to the manor from there later. So make sure you're decent. It won't do for your godfather to see you shagging," Hermione giggled.

"That's rich coming from you after the noise you two were making yesterday morning," Draco snipped back.

Hermione looked at the floor and with an embarrassed smile. "Yeah sorry about that!"

Harry and George were giggling at the thought of the prim and proper Hermione Granger making sex noises with the great bat of the dungeon when Hermione threw them a glance.

"Oh stop it you two. We were mortified," she said trying not to laugh.

Suddenly the door flew open "Draco glad I caught you. I...," Severus trailed off as he saw Hermione. He hadn't expected to see her this early and had to fight back his natural instinct to embrace her. "Well I wasn't expecting a welcoming committee," he snarked.

"It's OK," Hermione sighed. "George knows, Sev"

"How?"

"Please Professor I'm not the thick brother," George quipped.

"Too true," Severus agreed.

"How was your meeting?" Draco asked.

"Oh it was joyous as ever," Lucius said as he walked into the shop.

"It's before 1pm. He was a miserable git," Severus said tetchily.

"You're calling me a miserable git?" Lucius bit back.

Severus considered this for a moment before responding. "Yes I am you miserable git."

Lucius smirked and said, "Charmed I'm sure. And here was I only popping in to say that I forgot to mention earlier that you should make sure you have a tactical wank later, dear."

Severus was frozen to the spot opened mouthed at Lucius' comment. Harry, Draco and George threw each other furtive glances whilst trying not to giggle and Lucius' comment and the look on Severus' face. But then all attention focused on Lucius as he suddenly realised that Hermione was there.

His face became briefly motionless before he said “Oh fuck I'm off. Gentlemen. 'Mione." and bowed to Hermione before making a hurried escape.

Hermione bristled and went after him.

"Lucius come here...now," she snapped

They all looked at each other. George was the first to say speak. "You know Malfoy, I think this is the first time I've ever felt sorry for your father."

Everyone seemed to stop and stare. The allegations in the Daily Prophet were still fresh in everyone's mind and here was Hermione Granger seemingly having a lover's tiff with the elder of the Malfoy's in the middle of Diagon Alley. They were also being observed at the window of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes by The Boy Who Lived, her ex boyfriend's brother, her current boyfriend and, as he would be described in tomorrow's papers, her now wronged boyfriend and soon to be stepson. But the papers would say quite rightly that Hermione Granger preferred older wizards. Unfortunately for Lucius he wasn't called Severus Snape!

"Darling what can I do for you?"

Lucius was actually showing signs of annoyance with her.

"Oh shit sorry this looks awful...I didn't think. And if I suggest we go somewhere more private that'll look awful too," Hermione said blushing.

"Hermione not thinking...whatever next?" Lucius drawled.

She sensed his annoyance. "Don't be cross with me Lucius, please? I realised I needed to ask you something but what you said to Severus was out of order. Mind you I'm just as pissed off with him for telling you about tonight."

"He didn't...well he did but I know when Sev's worried. Every time I mentioned you he went quiet. Part of it is the bond I know, but eventually I got it out of him. I was offering my most supportive advice but then I got bored. When he saw Draco go into Weasley's he said he needed a quick word about something and I couldn't resist. I didn't know you'd be there. Your face though...his face for that matter," he smirked.

Hermione huffed. "I'm more embarrassed for him than me...,"

"I'm sorry angel. Anyway what do you want?" Lucius asked quickly.

"I want to buy him a present but II have no idea what to get him," she said looking clueless.

"Actually I know exactly because he was talking about it today. Come with me," he said and putting his arm around Hermione's waist guided her down Diagon Alley. The gossips would have a field day with this but as far as Lucius was concerned...gossips be damned.

Severus knew he had another appointment to attend but witnessing his best friend and his witch going off together just made his possessive heart scream.

Draco looked up at him as he felt Severus changing the atmosphere around them. He put his hand on his godfather's arm and said, "He knows she's off limits. And besides I think I know what's happening and you've nothing to worry about.”

Severus looked down at Draco's hand and said sternly, "We will be apparating from my apartment at around 5.30," and left the shop without saying goodbye and an intense desire to brood.

"Those jeans are tighter than a gnat's chuff but even without his robes he seems to billow," George commented in a loud whisper.

"But I love his aftershave," Hermione protested.

"Yes and he's worn the same one for 23 years. And you know who blended it for him?" Lucius asked knowingly.

"Lily?" Hermione was a little riled.

"Yes and he feels a bit guilty about it. I've just re-blended mine...do you like it?" Lucius leaned over so she could have a sniff.

Hermione realised she hadn't noticed it before...that was the beauty of wizarding aftershaves and perfumes. They were so well matched to the wearer they were never overpowering. You only really noticed them when you were up close and personal. She put her hand on his shoulder, leaned up and inhaled deeply.

"You definitely smell like Lucius Malfoy," she said approvingly.

Lucius was lost as he felt Hermione's breath against his neck. Instinctively he went to put a hand on the small of her back pulling her in closer. He could have kissed her and no one would have seen but something suddenly stopped him. It was probably the vision of Severus decapitating him after he'd cut his cock off and shoved it down his throat.

"Yes...well...I feel it suits me better now," he said feeling flustered. This was not lost on Hermione who moved back to ease his suffering.

Regaining some of his Malfoy composure he continued, "Narcissa and Lily got on quite well for a while and when Narcissa said she was blending my aftershave, Lily said she wanted to do the same for Sev's birthday. It's charmed to refill until the blend is changed and you'll find most of us men are too lazy to bother changing it. It's expensive to set up but much better than off the shelf rubbish. Just tell him tonight to put it on and he'll notice it's changed."

As they entered the shop Lucius said "It works a little like Amortentia seemingly. Thinking about him will alter the blend and the contents of his bottle will automatically change," and then turning to the shop keeper he said, "Can you bring the blend for Severus Snape?"

Leaving the shop Hermione turned to Lucius and put her arm through his. "Thank you. I'd never have thought of that. Do you think he'll like it? Mind you the theory behind it is fascinating. I'll need to investigate further."

Her mind was now whirring with how exactly the charm worked and Lucius chuckled as he watched her thinking.

"It's very him. You two were made for each other. One sniff...if you pardon the expression...of an interesting potion idea and you orgasm," he said as he put his hand over hers.

"Sorry," she blushed.

"No need to be sorry my darling. Now I've already offered your esteemed other half a piece of inappropriate advice and I shall now do the same for you," Lucius said sincerely.

"Go on," she said suspiciously.

"He's nervous about tonight so whatever underwear you are about to sneak off into muggle London to buy don't get anything too difficult to get out of."

This could have sounded seedy but Hermione knew that Lucius actually meant well.

"Oh I'll bear that in mind," Hermione said trying to seem thankful for the advice. What sort of underwear did he think she'd be getting? She didn't want to think about what he was imagining!

"Of course if he has any trouble you know where I am?" he said winking at her and giving her a lascivious grin.

"Lucius I don't know what's more disconcerting. You giving me underwear advice or you winking at me," she said walking off and waving goodbye to him.

"Stop torturing yourself Lucius," he sneered to himself.

"Ah yes Lord Snape if you would like to follow me," the maitre'd said as they arrived at the restaurant for lunch. Severus for the first time in public put his arm around Hermione's shoulders as they were led to their table. He had of course asked for one in the corner where they were less likely to be disturbed.

"I thought you hated your title?" Hermione asked in a quiet lilting tone.

"Ordinarily but it comes in handy when you're booking things at the last minute...my Lady," Severus said smirking as he guided her to sit down.

"It's bad enough Drakey calls me Lady Snape without you starting!" Hermione said disparagingly.

"Get used to it," Severus muttered.

They chatted quite nervously at first as they got used to being together in a completely public setting...even if they were in muggle London. But it didn't take long for them to relax.

Severus ordered the wine without hesitation and Hermione realised that Lucius wasn't the only one who knew a thing or two about the subject.

"So is there a wine cellar at the manor?" Hermione asked.

"Two actually...elf-made and muggle wine. Both bigger than Lucius'. In fact the only reason he knows anything about wine is because of me. It's ridiculous really. There was I, the poor boy from the arsehole of nowhere, and there's the aristocrat and he couldn't tell the difference between a Chateau Latour 45 and hippogriff piss. He had no nose for anything," Severus said smirking.

"Well not everyone can have as lovely a nose as you darling," Hermione said playfully tapping it with her finger.

"Merlin, love really is blind isn't it?" Severus smirked as he caught her hand and kissed her palm.

"Oh stop it...it's very talented," she purred suddenly feeling quite wet as she thought about the added bonus of his nose between her thighs.

Severus observed the subtle change in her body language. It was time to have some fun.

"Anyway speaking of Lucius...where did you two go this morning?" Severus asked silkily as he placed his hand on her knee. He was pleased she'd worn a skirt.

"When you take that jealous tone out of your voice I'll tell you," Hermione tried to snip but she felt a delicious pang of desire flood over her at his touch.

"I'm not jealous," Severus said as his velvety voice slid over her almost as slowly as his hand slid further up her skirt stroking the inside of her thigh. "But I did warn you that I'm possessive. I can cope with his flirting in my presence...just...but that drove me to distraction this morning.”

By now his fingers had met a wet cotton barrier and had just begun to edge it to one side when Hermione swallowed hard and said, "Well you were being silly then."

"I know," he whispered and then he firmly captured her lips as he lightly grazed his finger over her wet folds.

"Severus not here," she tried to protest.

"I'm just reminding you that you're mine and mine alone," and with that he sank a finger inside her, growling as his thumb found her clitoris and began to rub gentle circles around and over it.

"I know," she said looking straight into his eyes as she tried to keep her focus away from the delicious feeling between her legs. But this look melted him. He knew she loved him but the intensity of her feelings for him...the intensity of his feelings for her for that matter, amazed him. He had never felt so utterly calm, so utterly aroused and so utterly complete. He felt so utterly him.

He looked at her intently and smirked. "You do realise this is our first official date don't you?" and revelled in the small whimper she let out as he pushed his fingers a little deeper into her. Of course to anyone looking on they would never have guessed what was going on under the table. Severus' years as a spy meant he knew how to just position his body to occlude prying eyes and Hermione just had to try not to squirm too much.

Trying to keep her composure Hermione smiled sheepishly. "I suppose it is."

"So tell me Miss Granger," Hermione felt another flood of arousal as he spoke in his most seductive Potion Master's drawl...the drawl that had her masturbating since her 5th year. "How far do you go on first dates?" and curling his fingers onto her g-spot he watched as she struggled to control the tightening sensation emanating from her core.

She swallowed hard and in a small flustered voice "Not as far as this," and as her orgasm began to approach she whimpered, "but then I've not gone out with anyone as...oh fuck...."

She gained a bit of composure "Don't spoil it for tonight.”

Severus however was insistent. "But it's along time until tonight," and began to draw her orgasm out of her. "So what were you doing with Lucius?"

"You'll...find out...later. I...wanted...to get...you a present...and asked Lucius...for his advice. He...accompanied me that's all."

Hermione's mind was escaping her now.

"You shouldn't have got me anything...so what did you get me?" he asked boyishly.

"Later," was all Hermione could say as Severus claimed her lips again, fully aware that her orgasm was about to crash over her as her walls constricted around his fingers.

"Go on tell me," he teased against her lips.

"Nothing...exciting. I'm just infiltrating...your life...very slowly," she panted as she trembled against him and tried to gain some composure as Severus withdrew his fingers.

"You did that years ago sweetheart," Severus whispered into her ear and began to graze her earlobe with his teeth. Her knickers were soaked and her breathing was erratic and shallow.

"Do you want more these darling?" he teased as he offered her his fingers. Hermione nodded as she felt the last remnants of her orgasm falling whilst she sucked his fingers clean.

But then he noticed there was still lust in her eyes as she leaned over to kiss him again. But just before their lips touched she purred, “"Let's see how well your ability to show no emotion holds up shall we? Let's see some of your legendary control...after all two can play at that game, Sev," and ran her hand over his jeans to discover he was hard. "Been teasing yourself have we?"

"Just a pleasant side effect of pleasuring you darling," Severus said throwing up his emotional wards.

She continued to rub along his length. The hitch in his breath made her apply firmer pressure and she felt him buck slightly against her hand. "Perhaps Lucius was right. Perhaps you do need to have a tactical wank."

Severus growled at her. She loved the hungry lustful look in his eyes.

"Want to give me a hand?" he groaned into her ear and before he knew it she'd undone his jeans and had her hand inside his boxers teasing him before casting a disillusioning spell on herself.

"I wasn't just thinking about using my hand," she thought to him.

Severus could hardly contain himself now. "You filthy minx," he growled in her head as he felt her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock. He managed not to show he was being pleasured orally when the waiter came over to take their order "What was it you wanted again?" he thought to her.

"The salmon," she thought back as she took him into her mouth fully.

As the waiter moved away Severus put his head back as he ran his fingers through Hermione's hair. He tightened his grip as she massaged his balls before taking one and then both into her mouth "Oh fuck," he thought. He knew he would come soon...encounters like this never lasted long in his experience.

But secretly he was thanking whichever deity, which was stupid enough to take an interest in him, for seeing fit to allow him this goddess. He'd decided a few nights ago, as he lay there completely sated, that he was going to forget about his past sexual exploits. He was going to draw a line and not impose any of his proclivities on Hermione. He knew he aired on the side of adventurously kinky but he wanted his experiences with her to develop naturally. He'd never deny her any experience if she asked for it...except if it involved another wizard...but this wasn't just about sex. It wasn't about his pleasure alone. It was about making love and enjoying each other. But she'd demonstrated on a few occasions now that she was quite the adventurer herself and he loved it. She was perfect for him and as he felt his balls tighten under her careful ministrations he could only think of one thing...he didn't deserve her.

"'Mione I'm going...to..." and then everything went monochrome as he inhaled deeply and held his breath to control the surge of pleasure ripping through him. He felt her clamping her mouth around the head of his cock, suckling him as he released. He exhaled quickly as she swallowed. She hummed appreciatively whilst sucking him clean before securing him away again and sat back up so it looked like she'd just returned to the table.

"You OK?" she asked cheekily as she licked her lips.

"Yes," he choked out "and I thought I was the adventurous one." He leaned over and kissed her softly before suddenly and giggling like one of his annoying second years.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked looking perplexed.

"I can't believe we just did that...you're leading me astray Miss Granger."

Hermione looked at him incredulously "I very much doubt that. And if I'm leading you astray will you be docking house points?”

“I think we're beyond docking and awarding house points darling,” Severus said stroking the back of her hand.

“So have you ever done anything like that before?" Hermione asked cheekily.

"Well...OK I have but not quite like that"

"Oh do tell," she said sitting forward excitedly with a glint in her eye.

"Look, without giving specific examples, let's just say I started going to the revels when I was 18 and I was a hormonal mess. I did all sorts of things. More than most because I was a bit of a novelty. I was rapidly moving up Voldemort's ranks and that made me desirable to witches wishing to curry favour for themselves or their husbands with him. And some witches...and this makes my skin crawl...wanted to experience a half-blood. Some thought it would be different with a half-blood and others considered me to be...to put it politely a bit of northern rough."

"I always forget you're a northern boy. You've lost your accent," Hermione said thoughtfully.

"It does come back sometimes...especially when I'm brewing and things go wrong. I swear like a proper northerner," he smirked putting on a Manchester accent.

Hermione giggled. "I think it's a shame you lost your accent."

"No you don't," he said reverting to his usual silky drawl.

"You still sound sexy," Hermione said as their food arrived.

Hermione continued to probe Severus for information especially about his school days whilst they ate. She was surprised by how open he was being with her. He told her that yes the Marauders bullied him together but one on one he always got the better of them. The trouble was they weren't on their own much. He told her about Lily's friendship and his devastation when they broke up especially with James gloating. He told her how he felt like an outsider in his own house. He was skilled so he was accepted. He just wasn't accepted as Severus. He was accepted as the guy who could brew your contraceptive when you'd been shagging around, who could get your muggle porn or drugs or who could do your homework. It was only when his skills were brought to the attention of Voldemort did he begin to feel wanted but with hindsight he knew that was just a ruse.

And then he told her about his first year of teaching and how his female Slytherin 7th years would try and get him into bed because of his connection with Voldemort. That and the fact he was only two or three years older than them. In truth he found them hard to resist but he'd promised Dumbledore he would never touch a student...even if they did insist on bending over deliberately in front of him in incredibly short skirts so he could see their knickers!

"But I'm a student," Hermione reminded him.

Severus looked at her carefully. "But you're different...regardless of the fact that it's your 19th birthday next week, your time turner shenanigans mean you are now 20 and you could be happily ensconced working for Pius. My conscience is clear. Although I think the only person who would be truly happy about you working for Pius would be Pius!"

Hermione snorted "Pius is sweet but it's hard enough not giving Lucius false hope without doing the same for Pius. Now. I hope over time I'll get to hear all about your sexual exploits in at some point but what I really want to know about are your ex girlfriends. So spill mister!"

"Are you determined to make me squirm all day?" Severus asked looking slightly embarrassed.

He looked at Hermione through narrowed eyes and then smiled as he put his hand on hers.

"Well I suppose I know all about your ex boyfriends as you used to unceremoniously parade them in front of me...not that I was jealous. I never damaged my office in any way you understand..."

"You didn't smash up your office?" Hermione gasped.

The thought of Severus losing control like that seemed unconscionable but strangely pleasing.

"Well I may have lost my temper a few times and thrown a few things around. Whether that was after I'd seen you with someone or saw someone leering at you may or may not have been a coincidence," Severus said non committally.

"If we'd realised how we felt about each other sooner do you think...?" Hermione asked ruefully.

"No," he shook his head. "I would have waited until you finished school before asking you out. Although in reality I normally wouldn't have asked you out because I wouldn't have been able to bear the thought of you rejecting me.

“Thank Merlin this hasn't actually been that normal," he said squeezing her hand and smiling bashfully.

Hermione brushed a strand of hair away from his face. "I wouldn't change anything."

"Neither would I," he said softly. And then returning to his usual silky tone he said, "but getting back to your question...only one ex girlfriend. You know who that is! And I had an affair with a married witch...that ended when she got pregnant."

Hermione looked shocked.

"Don't worry there isn't a baby Snape anywhere that I know of. Although the child in question is your age and probably screwing his boyfriend in my apartment," Severus chuckled into his wine.

"Narcissa?" Hermione exclaimed.

"Long story. She wasn't getting what she wanted out of Lucius so she asked him for a threesome after one of the revels. And Lucius was my business partner so if it was going to be anyone, it was going to be me and..."

Hermione interrupted him, "Are you ever going to tell me about this business of yours?"

"Yes but I can only talk about one thing at a time! Anyway after the threesome we started seeing each other. I was 19 and not about to say no! Then she found out she was pregnant. I was shitting myself until the moment that blonde mop appeared.

“By then of course I was slowly working my way around various Death Eater's wives. It was common practice for Death Eaters to share their wives and I had a group of...regulars shall we say. In reality though once I started teaching and Voldemort buggered off, the opportunities to find someone decreased. That said, the Malfoy's used to invite single witches to dinner parties for me. I didn't exactly go without! But I've not been with anyone for years."

"Why?" Hermione was slightly surprised by this but somehow quite relieved.

"Well the accepted knowledge is I was too busy trying to keep myself stay alive to keep you lot alive. The real reason was that after I saw you that night at the Yule Ball I didn't want to be with anyone but you. But you were too young and I couldn't reveal how I felt about you for all sorts of reasons. But now I hope you know I love you too much to let you go." He swallowed hard as he said this.

Hermione looked at Severus and wanted to cry. It was such a gentle admission of how he felt about her; about their relationship and it was at that moment she knew this was it. He wasn't her Professor or her Headmaster or her Potions Master. He was her future. This was their future. She cupped his cheek in her hand and leaned in to kiss him.

"I love you too," she whispered.

He returned her kiss gently and then asked cheekily, "so can I wear this present you've got me?"

"Stop fishing...," she giggled.

Severus Snape realised he must really love Hermione Granger. He came to this conclusion after he had endured three dress shops and was now sat in the fourth waiting for her to come out of the changing rooms with what must have been the twentieth dress she'd tried on. The first one she tried on here...the green one...was the best by far but she kept insisting on trying on red. He loved his Gryffindor princess but really red wasn't the best colour on her. He also thought the first one was a winner when he overheard the assistant telling Hermione that she would have to go braless because of the plunging back which finished just above the curve of her backside and the plunging neckline. Severus thoroughly approved of this dress and not just becauseit was in his house colour. It might have some of the pure-bloods boiling but if you couldn't have some fun at these gatherings what was the point! And sure enough having tried on every single dress she said, "Can I try the green one on again?"

Severus sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"I told you that one in the first place," he huffed to the amusement of the shop assistant.

"Oh alright Lord 'I'm always right' Snape but you can't expect me to come here and not try on all the pretty dresses can you?" she said indignantly.

"I wish you hadn't," he muttered.

Hermione turned to the assistant. "I do apologise for my boyfriend. He's actually being very well behaved today"

"Oi! I'm always well behaved," he said and then he thought to her "You're going to get spanked if you don't behave Miss Granger."

"Promises, promises Professor," she thought playfully.

"Kinky witch," was all she got in return.

The assistant then asked about accessories and brought out an amazing pair of matching shoes.

"They're beautiful but I'm not sure I'll be able to dance in these all night," she said with a hint of regret.

Then she heard in her head, "You're a witch Hermione...haven't you heard of cushioning charms?"

Severus now sounded thoroughly bored even in her head.

“Actually no...I'll take them,” Hermione said enthusiastically.

“Well thank fuck for that!” she heard Severus mutter.

A further question about jewellery was asked and Severus interrupted casually, "The jewellery has already been taken care of."

Hermione spun round to look at him. "What do you mean?"

Severus just looked at her and repeated his previous statement adding "just humour me please darling!"

Hermione walked over to him and bent over to kiss him. "Thank you, Sev."

As she pulled away he said softly, "My pleasure."

Turning round to look again in the mirror Hermione couldn't help but smile again. The outfit couldn't have been more perfect until she caught sight of the price. But the guilt didn't have time to register as Severus just handed over his credit card without even looking at the total.

"Now be nice, Sev," Hermione warned as they reached the door of his apartment. This was the first of 'their' properties, as he kept calling them, she'd been to and she found herself slightly nervous.

Even when he flashed the credit card today she could dismiss him being wealthy. He may just be careful with his money. Just because everything he wore was perfectly tailored, his muggle clothes were designer and he had a title didn't mean he was rich. But a flat in Mayfair, in muggle London, that he had bought himself was a different matter. This made it seem more real than the fact he had several country estates.

"Of course dear," Severus said dryly. "When have you known me to be otherwise?"

Hermione went to speak.

"Perhaps you best not answer that," he said smirking as he leaned down the kiss her.

Then he suddenly felt nervous and he took both her hands in his and said, "I'm still me."

She knew exactly what he was alluding to. "I know and I've loved you for far longer than I've known about this. I want to know everything though."

"And you will," he told her softly as he kissed her again before reluctantly pulling away.

"Shall we?" he said as he inclined his head at the door.

Hermione simply nodded and as he opened the door he said, in his best Professor Snape drawl, "I do hope you're not shagging in our bed Mr Malfoy!"

Draco suddenly sat up from his position lying on the sofa with Adrian. "Or on my sofa," Severus smirked.

"Oh Uncle Sev you..."

"Well at least you have your clothes on. Unlike my girlfriend, I prefer to meet people for the first time when they are fully clothed," Severus said referring to when Hermione visited Draco a few nights before. Hermione tried not to laugh at Severus' mock intimidatory show. He was every inch the headmaster even if his arse in those jeans kept distracting her.

"Of course Uncle," Draco said standing up with Adrian behind him. "Adrian this is my godfather Professor Severus Snape...or Lord Snape...or and this is my personal favourite, as my Father now calls him...Mr Granger."

Severus was about to do his customary curt nod of the head to acknowledge Adrian but stopped and looked at Draco.

Draco could hardly contain his chuckle; Hermione had her lips pressed firmly together so as not to make a sound; Adrian didn't know what to do and Severus looked down at his godson, with an imperious stare that struck Draco's heart like ice, arched an eyebrow and said drolly, "I've been called far worse by him I suppose."

Hermione slipped her hand into Severus' and indicated they should be leaving.

Severus put his arm around her and said "sorry it's been a flying visit Drakey but my housekeeper will kill me if we're late."

"Come for tea tomorrow?" Draco asked hopefully.

"Unless the school burns down I don't see why not," Severus said looking at Hermione, who was smiling disconcertingly at him for some reason. "Your Cheshire cat impression is because...?” he thought to her.

He loved hearing her giggle in his head. "You're being nice that's all."

"Cheeky witch"

"Stop talking to each other in your heads. It makes me feel paranoid," Draco sighed.

"So it should," Hermione said sticking her tongue out at him.

"OK fine. Shall we say 5ish then or will you two still be in bed?" Draco giggled.

Hermione tightened her grip on Severus' waist and said cheekily, "I'm sure we can drag ourselves out of bed at 4.55."

"I wasn't expecting to get up that early...I was thinking 4.59," Severus said as he captured her lips with slightly more hunger than even he'd anticipated.

"Well...we'll see you then," Draco said slightly embarrassed. Sometimes when Severus and Hermione kissed the world felt like it was intruding and this was one of those kisses.

Remembering they were not alone Hermione said, "Oh yeah...we'll see you tomorrow boys."

"Yes. Nice to meet you finally Adrian and please Draco don't do anything your father wouldn't do," Severus chuckled and the next second they were gone.

Adrian stood there dumbstruck.

"And there you have it...my godfather," Draco said with a hint of pride.

"He's fucking...did you see his...shit he has...his voice...christ she's a lucky bitch," was all Adrian could say.

Moments later Hermione was being steadied by Severus as they stood outside the huge gates of Snape Manor. He looked nervous. Hermione squeezed his hand and said, "I don't care about any of this. You know that don't you?"

Severus looked down at her and brushed a stray strand of hair from her face. "I know and that's what makes you so special. Shall we?" he asked offering her his arm.

They walked up the drive slowly in comfortable silence. Hermione was taking in all of her new surroundings and Severus' stomach was churning. He suddenly felt vulnerable as the manor came into view.

"Well there it is," he said bashfully.

Hermione was surprised by how big the house was but was more interested in Severus' behaviour. "What's the matter Sev?"

"Nothing. I'm just a bit uncomfortable by it all. After my upbringing it was a bit of a shock to find out this was mine and I've not really had chance to spend much time here. As obtuse as it sounds I preferred going to Spinners End because it was cold and anonymous and it kept me focused. There's a lot of work to be done still on this place. I've only opened up eight rooms so far. Only sixty seven to go."

"But Malfoy Manor has...,"

"Sixty five rooms," Severus interrupted.

Hermione giggled. "Yours is bigger than Lucius'"

Severus pulled her in closer, kissed her on the head and smirked, "I know and my house is bigger as well. Now my love would you like to see the library?"

"Stupid questions are very unbecoming Lord Snape,” she said almost bouncing around him unable to hide her excitement.

"I'll take that as a yes then," he said and squeezed her tighter as they walked up the steps to the main front door.

As they got to the door it was opened by Severus' house keeper Mrs Hopkins, a squib whose family had worked on the Prince estates for decades.

"My Lord Snape. How lovely to see you again," she said slightly too reverently for Severus' liking.

"How are you Mrs Hopkins? May I introduce Miss Hermione Granger," Severus said formally.

"Miss Granger it is an honour to welcome you. I trust we will be seeing a lot more of you," Mrs Hopkins said inclining her head respectfully.

"I hope so," Hermione smiled but felt a little uncomfortable, like Severus did, with all the bowing and scraping.

Suddenly a flash of white came running out of the door and jumped into Hermione's arms nearly knocking her backwards.

Severus steadied her as Mrs Hopkins bristled. "My lord I do apologise. We tried to keep it in the library like you asked but it's been hissing all day."

"That's fine. No harm done," Severus said smiling as Hermione realised she'd just been attacked by a white cat with black spots which, she thought, looked distinctly part kneazle and was now purring away happily in her arms.

"Hello beautiful. What's your name?" she crooned at the cat. "I didn't know you had a cat Sev."

"I don't," he chuckled as he watched Hermione's expression closely.

Hermione looked at the cat's collar tag and read, "Name him something I won't mind calling after in front of the students."

Hermione's eyes filled with tears as she realised what Severus had done. "He's mine?" she asked quietly.

"He certainly is. I asked Hagrid to find some suitable candidates and I chose this one for you," Severus said as he put his arm around Hermione.

"He's beautiful. Thank you," she whispered tearily.

"Come on you've still got a library to drool over," and led her into his ancestral home. Hermione didn't take much notice. She was too in love with her new cat. Severus mentally shook himself and thought, 'you can't be jealous of a bloody cat you idiot'
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