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Living	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 31345 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Living: Chapter 4

Hermione sat there in the hallway staring where Professor Snape had just made his retreat. She was stunned at what had just happened. The reclusive and cold Severus Snape had just kissed her again. No, better yet, they had just snogged out in the open. Granted, no one had seen them, so probably no one would believe her if she told them about it. Even more wonderful, was the fact, at how turned on he had been. Now she was assured that this wasn't all in her imagination. What was she going to do about it now? It's not like she could walk up to him and demand an answer or she wouldn't leave. Or maybe that is exactly what she should do, pressure him to be honest. It all sounded quite reasonable, until you applied this to the fact you were talking about Professor Snape. No one ever demanded that Severus Snape do something that he might not want to.

With a big sigh, Hermione stood up and brushed her skirt off. She melted into the window seat as she thought how wonderful it had felt being pressed up against Snape's hard, lean body. Hermione squirmed as she remembered how she had rocked up against him, feeling him getting harder and harder as she grinded into him. It was like all of her fantasies had been coming true. She crossed her legs to ease the pressure she felt below. With that not helping, she decided to head back to her room and try to take care of the problem herself. Of course she would be thinking of her larger, than life, hopefully soon-to-be-lover, as she fantasized about him bringing her to orgasm. Gods! A good shag is what she really needed, but this would have to do for now.

Slamming his door shut Severus warded his private quarters and threw off his robes. Damn, damn and double damn! What the fuck had he just done? He went over to the bar and poured himself a fire whiskey and chugged it back like it was pumpkin juice. Then he poured himself another drink and put it away like he had the first. Taking the glass he threw it as hard as he could into the fireplace. How could he have lost control so easily? What was wrong with him? He ran his fingers through his long hair and fell hard upon the sofa. His long fingers rubbed against the stubble on his face. As he stopped he looked down at his hands. Those very hands had been massaging Hermione Granger in an intimate way. He hadn't meant to do that. He knew that there were boundaries to be kept, but once again, at seeing her so upset, he had gone after her to provide some comfort. Severus clenched his fingers into fists, as he sat staring at them.

This wasn't his only problem though looking down at his crotch. He was still painfully as hard as a rock. He had never imagined that he would have this reaction to Hermione Granger. For so many years she had been such a thorn in his side. There had never been this kind of physical reaction to her either. She had matured so much after the war. Maybe it was her courage and her self -sacrifice that touched something in him. After all, she had taken care of him, even though he had not wanted her to, and nursed him back to health. No woman had ever shown they had truly cared for him, except his Mother and Lily. Her persistence had impressed him and now he felt like he owed her. When the new school year had started he had been determined to treat all of his students the same; especially Harry and Hermione even though he owed them his life.

Severus stood and walked into his room. He slowly unbuttoned his suit coat and white shirt, and carefully laid them over the chair by his bed. Next he let his trousers fall to the floor and his boxers came next. He stood in front of his full- length mirror studying himself. His critical eye observed all of the flaws on his body. The scars from the many punishments Voldemort had bestowed on him through the years, stood out brightly. If Hermione could see him, in this state, would she even still be interested in him? He was still in good physical shape; muscular and firm in all of the right places. Yes, there were many scars on his back and across his chest and along his neck, but nothing that she hadn't seen before. Who knows what she really saw while she was nursing him when he was in such bad shape? Then his eyes followed down his chest, to his stomach until it landed on his fully erect cock. Now that was something he was not ashamed of at all. This was one part of his anatomy that he had always been very proud of. Then Severus wondered if Hermione had seen him fully in this state? He had been out of it for many weeks and Hermione had been the only one there taking care of him. He groaned as he thought of Hermione's eyes perusing his body and landing on his length. What had she thought when she had seen it?

Severus left the mirror and lay down on his bed. He stretched out allowing his muscles to relax. His hand slid down his stomach until they rested in the thatch of curls surrounding his still protruding manhood. Sliding down the 9 1/2 inch length and then up again, he couldn't help but imagine feminine hands stroking him. Of course he also imagined that those hands belonged to none other than Hermione Granger. Gods, what was he going to do? He wanted her and this was no game after all. Soon he peaked and came on his own hand, crying out into the night, "Hermione".

Hermione lay in her own bed not able to sleep. After taking care of her little problem, she realized it had been a poor substitute for what she was really craving. She wanted Severus Snape…all of him. She had not realized how much she wanted him until he had actually kissed her. Hermione opened up the page where she written down her list of reasons why she liked and disliked Snape. Was there really enough there to try and base a relationship on? Merlin knows that there had been nothing solid, which had allowed her and Ron, to have a stable relationship. Why was she even considering that she and Severus Snape even had a chance?

She hadn't been this troubled since before the war ended. Now, there was nothing left for her to look forward to. Her parents had been killed during the war, no boyfriend, her best friend was madly in love with Ginny…Hermione sat and cried for what once was her "life". Maybe the best thing now, would for her to pack up and leave Hogwarts.

Hermione walked over to her desk and took out some parchment. She started to pen a note to send to Professor Snape.

Dear Professor Snape,

I am sorry if I have caused any distress in your life. I know I stepped out of bounds as your student and I ask for your forgiveness. I may not be your student for much longer. So you will be able to put this whole incidence behind you. Thank you for showing such kindness.

Sincerely,

Hermione Granger

Hermione went and borrowed Harry's new owl and sent her message off to the dungeons. Professor Snape would probably be relieved not to have her around. He didn't need this kind of shame. Sadly, Hermione went to bed and dreamed about the uncertainty of her future life.

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