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Hermione couldn't believe that this was happening.
She was in a dark, dirty broom closet groping her potions professor.
And it was amazing!
One of his hands gripped her waist, while the other cupped her cheek. Hermione had wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to herself. He could never be close enough.
His lips pressed against hers, their tongues battling each other for dominance. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer.
Pulling away, Severus took in her appearance. Hermione's eyes were clouded and her lips were slightly parted. Her breathing was coming in long pants and she was looking at him like he was something to eat.
With a growl, Severus leaned forward, placing kisses on her collarbone. Hermione moaned, tangling fingers into his long black hair. It was silky, surprising her. She had never felt more aroused than she had in this moment.
His kissed upwards, each kiss sending a jolt throughout her body.
Hermione pressed her body towards him and she got the sudden urge to feel his naked skin beneath hers.
His lips left her neck, but before she could protest, they claimed her mouth. Her eyes fluttered closed as she lost herself in the kiss. It was heavenly, making her feel like she was floating on air.
Severus kissed the young witch with everything he was worth. The sound of her moans and sighs were exciting him to no end, and he wished to pull her closer.
A small voice was in the back of his head, telling him that he really shouldn't be doing this right now. That he could lose his job if someone found him. That he was going against all his morals. That he was putting them both in danger.
But he ignored it.
He knew his time on this earth was limited, and was determined to live those moments fully.
He had argued with himself over the situation with Hermione for long enough. He was going to allow himself to enjoy this, damn his conscience.
For some strange reason, Hermione wanted him. She wanted him. Despite the fact that he was damaged, she wanted him.
Because she was damaged too, his conscience reminded him. She had suffered in ways people couldn't even imagine. And because of that, the two of them had bonded. He understood her, and she understood him. It was a nice arrangement.
Hermione bit down on his lip, drawing his attention back to the moment.
"We shouldn't be doing this," he mumbled against her lips.
Hermione shook her head, letting out a small laugh. "Probably not, but I don't care," she whispered, pulling him in for another kiss.
Severus put his hand under butt, hoisting her upwards. She wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning at the sensation. With a growl, she bit down on his lower lip.
He moaned, pulling her even closer. "Merlin Hermione," he whispered, his warm breath washing over her face. He could feel his control started to slip. Kissing her fiercely one more time, he pulled away. He placed her back down at the floor, trying to even out his breathing.
"Why'd you stop?" she asked, looking upwards towards him.
"Because," he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "It's taking every ounce of my will not to take you right now against the wall."
Hermione chuckled, batting her eyelashes at him. "How close are you to breaking?" she whispered.
Severus groaned. "Too close."
Hermione reached up to pull him in for another kiss, but Severus firmly grasped her wrists. "No more, we have to continue on our rounds."
Hermione pouted. "But-"
"No buts Hermione," he said, quickly silencing her with a kiss.
She frowned, but nodded. "All right Severus."
Closing his eyes, he stole one last kiss from her. "You wonderful witch," he said with a small growl.
Chuckling, Hermione smiled. "I like being with you Sev."
He smiled. "I like being with you too. But you know-"
"Yes, yes," she grumbled. "I know Severus. We need to be careful."
"I just worry about you," he said, giving her a sad look.
"I know Severus, but things will be all right, you'll see." She cupped his cheek gently, leaning forward to give him a quick kiss.
With a sigh, he pulled away. "All right, back to our rounds."
Frowning, Hermione nodded. Severus disappeared through the closet door, and after waiting a few moments, Hermione stepped into the hallway. Making sure the coast was clear, she straightened her robes and started to follow Severus down the hall.
He had his wand drawn and was looking left and right.
Hermione pulled her wand, following along in silence. On the outside she was calm and collected, but on the inside she was giddy with joy! Kissing Severus had felt so good, and she was glad he had actually allowed himself to do so.
There was a scuffle in one of the empty classrooms ahead. "Sir," she whispered, pointing towards the door.
He nodded, moving slowly towards it. Wand at the ready, he pushed the door open.
A couple sprung apart. Hermione noticed it was a fifth year Ravenclaw and a fourth year Hufflepuff. She didn't know their names.
"Fifty points each from being out of bed after curfew and inappropriate behavior," Severus said, glaring at them each.
The girl looked like she was about to burst into tears, while the boy was turning red in the face. They both mumbled a "Yes Sir," and hurried off down the hallway.
Hermione let out a small laugh.
"Is something funny Miss Granger?" he asked, raising an eyebrow towards her.
She shook her head. "Will you deduct points from me Professor? For my inappropriate behavior?" She batted her eyelashes.
Severus rolled his eyes. "If you don't watch yourself witch, then maybe I will."
Hermione giggled, before turning and walking down the hallway.
They had finished their rounds and were now standing outside the Heads Dorm.
Hermione turned to Severus, a feeling of sadness welling in her. She didn't know when she'd see him next.
"We can meet up for Occlumency lessons next Wednesday," he said.
"That's so far away."
He shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I don't have any time available. I have a lot on my plate right now Hermione," he said gently.
She nodded, trying to keep the sadness off her face. "It's all right, I understand."
"Practice closing your mind when you're alone, meditate, and find your center."
She nodded. "I will. Thank you, Severus," she whispered quietly.
He smiled at her quickly. "You're welcome. I… ah.. enjoyed myself earlier."
Hermione flushed. "Goodnight sir," she said. She wanted to kiss him goodbye, but knew that probably wasn't a good idea. Turning around, she went to enter her dorm, but found a set of arms around her.
"Goodnight Hermione," he whispered in her ear, before pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
And in a dramatic sweep of his robes, he was gone.
With a sigh, Hermione entered the dorm. Malfoy was nowhere in sight, so she was able to make it to her bed without any trouble.
Crawling under the covers, Hermione's mind swam with memories from the broom closet. Her body tingled with arousal. That had been one of the best moments in her entire life.
Hermione knew she had been damaged. Darius had hurt her so…
She shook her head. She wouldn't think of him. She refused to let herself do so.
Instead, she focused on her snarky potions master. With a smile on her face, she drifted off to sleep.