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Passing Notes in Snape's Class	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 39008 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Passing Notes in Snape's Class
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- 6-Six
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- 8-eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
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Rolling to her side, she stared at him trying to decide if he was being serious or not. His face looked as emotionless and impassive as ever. Reaching over, she gently placed her hand on his cheek. "I will remember it until the day I die." She said sappily. He smirked at her and kissed her palm. Despite his smirk, Hermione could see that he was pleased with himself.
They lay together, talking quietly. Hermione was shocked to discover how affection Professor Snape was; as they spoke he never stopped rubbing her back or touching her arms.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked around her in the dim room. She smiled at the sleeping man next to her. His face was peaceful and his arm was draped over her stomach. Reaching out, she brushed a lock of black hair from his eyes. Opening his eyes, Severus stared at the beautiful witch in his arms. He smiled at her. "You fell asleep." he said simply.
"So did you."
He looked at her a little sheepishly. "Well neither of us had any other classes for the day, so I didn't see the harm in a afternoon nap."
"You know my class schedule?" She asked, surprised and a little bit flattered.
"Merely for academic purposes." He said, a little gruffly.
"What time is it? She asked, yawning. "I'm starving."
"Past seven. I'm afraid we have missed dinner." He hugged her tightly to his chest. "Could I suggest that we order something from the kitchen and enjoy dinner here?"
"That sounds wonderful." She said, dreamily.
Hermione watched him as he climbed out of bed and went to the wardrobe. He opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of black pajama pants and two black t-shirts.
"I can feel you staring at my backside, you know." He said in his silky, baritone. Turning slowly he eyed Hermione, who looked appropriately guilty.
"I can't help it." She sighed. "Who knew you had such an amazing arse under all those robes?"
He tossed her one of the t-shirts, "In case you don't want to get fully dressed right away." He said.
Hermione pulled the t-shirt on over her head and stood up, it hung almost to her knees. She reached for her knickers and then dropped them back to the floor. Feeling wicked, she hoped it would save them time later in the evening.
Dressed in his pajama pants and black t-shirt, Severus held out his hand to her and lead her into his sitting room. She gasped at all the books that lined the room. Snapping his fingers, he smiled at the thrilled look on her face. With a pop, a tiny house elf appeared before him.
"Is there anything in particular you would like for dinner, Hermione?" He asked, enjoying the sound of her given name on his tongue.
"Mmmm?" She muttered, tearing herself away from a row of books. "Oh, I don't care, whatever is fine." She turned back resuming her review of his book titles.
"Roast Chicken and mashed, a couple of Butterbeers and whatever this evening dessert was." He told the house elf, who promptly vanished.
Sitting on the couch, he watched with amusement as Hermione's eyes scanned the titles and her small index finger loving caressed his book collection. She looked so excited and very sexy wearing just his t-shirt. "You have a lot of rare titles here." She said, clearly impressed.
He shrugged his shoulders and held out his hand to her. Hermione smiled and went to join him on the couch. On a whim, Severus showed her an article that had fascinated him in last months "Potions Today" magazine. He was thrilled to learn that not only had Hermione read the article, she had been equally intrigued by it. They spent the time waiting for their food and during dinner in a lively discussion. Severus couldn't every remember having such interesting dinner conversation.
After the house elves had cleared away the dinner clutter, Severus made himself comfortable on the couch again. Hermione had resumed her perusal of his library. Watching her, Severus snorted. Hermione looked over her shoulder at him. "I'm beginning to think you are more excited by my book collection then by me." He said with mock sadness.
"Nonsense." Hermione said curtly. "I'm excited by both." She grinned wickedly at him.
He laughed and crooked his finger at her in a 'come here' gesture. With one longing look back at the books, she approached him on the couch. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she bent down and kissed him. Reaching out, he grasped her bare thighs and ran his hands up to her arse. He chuckled slightly when he touched the bare skin of her bottom. "Where are your knickers, Ms. Granger?" He asked formally.
"On your bedroom floor, Professor Snape." she responded innocently.
"You are a wanton creature, aren't you?" He growled pulling her down onto his lap.
Hermione had no chance to reply. Severus gently ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her passionately. Hermione shifted her leg so she was straddling his lap and kissed him back just as intensely. Moaning into each others mouths, their hands roamed and explored everywhere, while their tongues danced and caressed each other.
Hermione moaned as he nibbled and licked at her nipples, her black t-shirt had been removed and tossed across the room, his had followed close behind. Grinding his hips up into her core, Severus paused, panting. "You aren't too sore, are you?" He asked with concern.
Hermione thought about it. There was an ache and stinging between her legs. "A little." She whispered.
"Hang on", he said, placing his hand on her abdomen. "I should have thought of this before." He muttered, almost as if to himself.
Hermione felt a warmth between her legs and the soreness was gone. "Was that another contraceptive charm?" She asked.
"That, and a simple healing spell. I should have thought to do it before, but I was…" his voice trailed off.
"A bit preoccupied?" She finished for him.
"Something like that." He murmured, attacking her lips again.
Hermione moaned as he slipped his long finger between her legs and begin to massage her clit. She could feel how hard he was under his pajama pants. He moaned as she ground her hips against his erection. Picking her up in his arms, he carried her and gently placed her on soft rug in front of the fire. His dick hardened even more when she sat up, grabbed his pants
and slowly lowered them down his legs. He stepped out of them and lay down next to her. With his long fingers he begin to work her expertly between her legs, one finger massaging her clit, another sliding in and out of her opening. When he could tell that she was close to climax, he gently replaced his finger with his cock and slowly slid into her.
She gasped as the sense of fullness and the wonderful feeling of his cock inside of her. Reaching up she pulled his face down to hers and kissed him greedily. "I love doing this with you." She moaned.
Groaning he shoved himself into her as deeply as he could; rocking his hips, he established a slow in and out rhythm.
Hermione stared up at his face as he moved in and out of her, she had never seen anything so beautiful. She moaned and clutched his arse tightly as she felt her orgasm rise up from her toes. Moaning she locked eyes with him as waves of passion crashed over her body.
Severus felt her tighten on his cock and began to thrust faster, he quickly followed her over the edge with a groan. Panting he lay down next to her on the rug.
They lay quietly side by side for several minutes. Sighing Hermione looked over at him. "It's getting late. I should probably head back to my room soon." She said softly.
Severus rolled over and propped his head up on one arm. He cleared his throat almost nervously. "I was hoping you would agree to send the rest of the weekend here with me." He looked at her longingly.
"Here? In your room? The whole weekend?" Hermione asked staring at him.
"Well we wouldn't have to stay in the whole weekend." He said, looking down. "Would you like to go to London with me for dinner tomorrow night?"
"Like a date?" she asked surprised.
"Yes like a date." he said, a little gruffly. "I don't want you to think my only intentions were to shag you."
Hermione smiled warmly and kissed him on the cheek. "That sounds wonderful, Severus." she sighed. "But I still need to go to my room for clothes and things and I'd like to talk to Ginny. I'm sure she's worried about me by now."
Severus stood up and held his hand out to the tiny witch. He pulled her easily to her feet and hugged her tightly. "I'll go with you." He said into her hair.
"You don't need to." Hermione protested.
"I don't want you roaming the castle halls, alone at night." he said decisively. He grabbed her hand and led her back to the bedroom to gather their clothes.
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