Author's Note: I own nothing you recognize. And if I were making money off this, I'd be living in Hogwarts-by-the-Sea in the Caribbean. This is my first attempt at writing romantical parts, so please comment if you thought it was terrible/horrible/fantastic/weird/not enough/too much!

"I have a proposal for you," Hermione said, slipping into Snape's office a few weeks later. He was at his desk, working on lesson plans for the new term starting in just two days.

"How delightful," Snape drawled, but Hermione saw the telltale quirk of his lips.

She reached the front of his desk and continued around it, coming to rest beside him. He did not look up, but one arm snaked out and wrapped itself around her waist, pulling her closer. Leaning into him, Hermione ran her fingers through his hair and began trailing kisses down the side of his face. Groaning in appreciation, Snape held her at arm's length.

"Well, Miss Granger? Out with your proposal so that we can engage ourselves in other, more entertaining activities," he commanded her.

Smiling, Hermione pushed his papers out of the way and perched on the desk in front of him. She knew she had already won this round when his eyes widened and he licked his lips. "My proposal is that you cease taking points from Gryffindor on a daily basis," she stated, and was pleased to note the way his brow furrowed in confusion.

"I beg your pardon?" he asked, now staring up at her face.

"You heard me," she replied. "You will only take points from Gryffindor when they are deserved – not because someone is wearing gray or turning pages too loudly." Hermione cited some of Snape's more ridiculous reasons for taking house points.

His eyes narrowed. "And what, may I ask, is in this arrangement for me?"

"Ah, so Slytherin," she sighed, leaning her elbows back on his desk and watching his eyes lower to her chest, which was now prominently displayed. "But, very well – I will cease to be an insufferable know-it-all," she answered him.

"Tempting, but I find that I shall require something rather more substantial. Gryffindor students are, after all, frequently in need of attitude adjustments." Snape stood and placed his hands on either side of her, caging her in as he leaned forward. Hermione's skin broke out into goosebumps, and her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

"You drive a hard bargain, Professor," Hermione purred, hooking one leg around Snape's and pulling him closer. "Very well – you shall endeavor to tolerate Gryffindor students, myself included, and I shall endeavor to soothe you at the end of the day when they have proven to be most irritating," she offered.

"And if I happen to revert to my old ways and remove points at will?" Snape asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Then I shall have to try to convince you of the error of your ways," Hermione smiled. Snape smiled back as he bent over her, his lips trailing from her ear to her chin.

"I accept," he said softly, and their lips met in a tangle of excitement.

Suddenly, however, Hermione pulled back. "Oh!" she said, shoving at his shoulders so she could sit up. "I nearly forgot – I'm due to meet Harry and Ron for lunch at the Three Broomsticks – I only came here on my way," she said apologetically. Snape sighed and straightened. "But I do have another proposal for you," she added slyly.

"Do tell," Snape said, crossing his arms.

Hermione put the desk between herself and Snape before answering. "Well…I think that we should let people know we are dating. And then I can be seen spending time with you on the grounds, conversing, meeting you for dinner in Hogsmeade…" she edged towards the door as his look became thunderous. "…You know, holding hands, kissing, looking like lovesick nargles?" She had reached the door.

"Hermione…" Snape threatened, but she shook her head.

"Severus, please! There is nothing to hide. I assure you that most of the students are too afraid of you to even consider mentioning it in your presence," she said, now halfway hidden behind the door, only her head and shoulders peeking through.

"Regretful that you are not one such student," Snape said, but without any anger.

Hermione smiled at him. "Ah, yes, but then where would we be?" she asked him. "Certainly not sharing goodnight kisses outside Gryffindor Tow-" She broke off as Snape strode towards her, edging out into the hallway. "Oops, I'm late, so sorry!" she called, hurrying away and giving him a little wave. "But I'm so glad we had this little cha-oomph!"

Hermione's heart was racing as Snape caught up to her and spun her around to face him. "So…you would like for me to make a fool of myself publicly?" he said in a menacing tone.

"Er…yes?" Hermione glanced up at him, attempting to look alluring.

Snape looked past her, then returned his gaze to her face. "Very well," he said simply, and Hermione was confused, but then his lips came down on hers and his arms wound around her, holding her tightly. Sighing, Hermione had just started to kiss him back when she heard twin gasps of shock from behind her. Groaning, she opened her eyes to see Snape smiling ferociously as Harry and Ron stood, immobilized by the sight in front of them.

"Oh, very clever!" Hermione knew her face was flushed. She had not planned on her friends finding out in quite this way, and Snape knew it. She would have to think of a suitable manner of revenge. Pulling back, Hermione blushed even more furiously when Snape gave her derriere a possessive pat. "Alright, Harry, Ron, let's go – I'll tell you everything you want to know on the way," she sighed. She had to physically pull Harry and Ron after her, for they were still frozen in surprise.

"Miss Granger," came a silky voice. She turned to look at him. A slow smile spread across his features as he said, "I have a proposal for you: Enjoy your lunch, but know that when you return, you will have to finish what you've just started. There are, after all, a great many people who must find out about us in some manner." The promising glint in his eyes made Hermione's knees weak and left no doubt as to the manner he would prefer. She laughed joyfully as she continued to tug her best friends down the hall, thinking of all the kisses she was likely to receive as they "told" everyone else about their relationship.

Author's Note: Thank you for reading this! It was originally intended as a one-shot in response to a drabble challenge, and it has quite ballooned. This is my first fanfic of any substantial length so I appreciate all your comments and criticisms! I hope you enjoyed it and that it was somewhat believable.