This is the last chapter, it's a bit short, I'm sorry. I hope you'll enjoy it nonetheless^^
It's time for Severus to realize his own feelings. Ah and lemon alert (even though it's not particularly good I'm afraid)
I'm not english speaking.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: Thanks to my beta: emsslovesronalways.
Hermione was halfway back to her office when the tears finally came. She let them roll freely down her cheeks, knowing there was no stopping them now. She could still hear Severus' words echoing inside her head: I hate you! A sob escaped her lips when she realized just how much she had wanted him to be with her. She had never meant for Severus to hate her, their little war had been more of a game to her than anything, but maybe she'd had truly hurt him. Or maybe whatever she did, he would always loathe her. Harry Potter's best friend, indeed. She had never stood a chance.
Severus was about to catch up to the crying witch when he heard another voice coming from her end of the corridor. A voice he knew all too well and hated more than anything in the world at this instant.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" John Highmore asked in a soft voice.
Just leave her alone already, you moron!
Severus hid in the shadows but stood close enough to hear what they said and see what they were doing. Professor Highmore stopped in front of Hermione and wiped her tears away with the tip of his thumb. Severus felt a boiling rage start up in his stomach and let out a curse.
Fuck! Why should I be jealous? I don't even want to be with the witch!
"Oh, it's nothing really, John." Hermione answered before taking a deep breath.
"That's not what it looks like. Is this about Snape?"
"What? No!" Hermione protested – a little too vehemently. "Why- why would it be about Severus?"
"Come on! Cut the act already! The man is a jerk!"
Severus had pulled his wand out and was about to show this idiot just how much of a jerk he could be when Hermione began yelling. But oddly enough, Professor Highmore seemed to be the one she was angry at.
"How could you say this? You have absolutely no idea what you're talking about!"
Severus had no idea why Hermione would choose to take his side, but he felt glad she had. Somehow he felt relieved to hear she wasn't mad at him.
"There's no need to argue his case, everybody knows you hate each other."
"I. Don't. Hate. Him." She hissed through gritted teeth. "Could we just drop it already? What were you doing here anyway?"
Severus felt his heart sink into his chest as John Highmore placed his hand on Hermione's cheek. At that moment, he understood exactly why Minerva had sent him there. Highmore was obviously trying to woo her or something. And then he knew. He knew he couldn't let her go; he couldn't just stand back and wait for her to get over him. For some unknown reason, she had felt the need to get closer to him, she had tried to break down his walls and without even knowing it, he had let her. She had fought her way into his heart and he realized only now that he didn't want her to leave it.
"You know why I came over. I want to be with you." He whispered in what was supposed to be a seductive tone.
Ok, back off. She's mine!
Severus felt a sudden urge to hex this idiot into oblivion. Hermione was his, always had been. And he would make sure she always would.
"I know that, and I believe I already gave you my answer. I haven't changed my mind, I'm sorry but it's still no."
"Come on! You know we'd be good together…"
Severus saw him place his hand on her waist to hold her in place and knew he couldn't take anymore.
He stalked towards them and grabbed Hermione by the arm, dragging her away just as Highmore's lips were about to meet hers. He could feel her struggling to break free but ignored it and shoved her into her empty classroom. He slammed the door shut and locked it with a wandless spell of his own.
"Couldn't you just tell him to bugger off?" He yelled, towering over her. "What would have happened had I not been there?"
"I guess he would have kissed me." Hermione answered before crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"And did that turn you on? The thought of him kissing you?" Severus hissed as he grasped the back of her hair.
"Why should you care? You hate me, remember?"
"Trust me, I do." He whispered in her ear. "And I absolutely don't want to kiss you."
Severus reached his head down and captured her lips with his own, biting on her lower lip and enjoying the way Hermione relaxed into his embrace. He softly stroked her hair as she opened her lips for him, meeting his tongue with her own. He picked her up and carried her to the desk, sitting her on top of her student's essays.
He nipped kisses all along her collarbone and then went for her neck, all the while unfastening the front of her blouse. Hermione ran her hand in his hair, pressing his face against the side of her face to urge him on. She stifled a moan and Severus felt all self control disappear. He ripped off the rest of her buttons and began cupping her breasts. Severus came up to kiss her again, more ferociously this time and he let out a growl when Hermione rubbed against his hard on. She unhooked her bra and grabbed her wand, vanishing Severus' shirt as well. He lowered his head and began sucking on her breasts, making her cry out in the most sensual way he'd ever heard.
"Mmh… And I certainly don't want to make love to you, Hermione."
He pressed his erection against the inside of her thighs, trying to ease some of the tension, but that wasn't nearly enough. Hermione sat up, pressing her bosom against his chest and moaning at the feel of his skin. She wrapped her legs around his waist and began planting kisses along his neck, sometimes biting him and sometimes simply running her tongue over his flesh. With another flick of her wand they were both stark naked. Severus growled when he felt just how wet she was, still unable to believe he was the one to turn her on so easily.
"Why are you teasing me? I need you inside of me."
Hermione's voice was a little hoarse and Severus let out a moan at the sound. He grasped her waist and entered her in one long thrust.
"Merlin, you're so fucking tight!" He hissed.
"I'm not too tight, you're too big!" Hermione moaned back.
Severus pulled back and thrust into her again sending a wave of ecstasy up their bodies. Hermione placed both of her hands on his back, digging her nails into it with each thrust he took. He took no time to be gentle and that was fine by Hermione. She had wanted this for ages; they could take their time after this first.
"Yesss! Oh fuck, Severus, harder!" Hermione shrieked as she felt her climax come.
With a few more thrust, he sent her over the edge in a loud cry of pleasure. Her walls tightened around his cock and he was forced to orgasm too, spilling his come inside her. Hermione fell back on the desk and Severus collapsed on top of her, burying his face in her neck.
"I hope you realize I'm never letting you go now." He whispered.
"I loathe you." He murmured, planting a kiss on the side of her neck.
"I love you too, Severus."
Severus smiled to her before pulling himself up and kissing her soundly on the lips.
And there it is! I hope you enjoyed it because I honestly had a lot of fun writing it. I think I prefer writing One-Shots in english but I enjoyed this fiction anyway.
Thank you to those of you who have left a review before or are about to, and I guess that's it^^
See you soon I hope, and take care!