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Chapter 7

Hermione finished cleaning up with a smile. She really loved teaching. It was her passion, and every day that passed here at Hogwarts strengthened that belief.

It was with those happy thoughts that Hermione made her way towards the Great Hall, eager to see Severus.

Coming in, she saw Minerva was talking heatedly with Filius. "What's going on?" she asked, taking her usual seat.

"Hermione, how do you feel about a Halloween Ball?" The Headmistress asked her favorite colleague.

Hermione chewed on her lip. "I think it'd be nice for a change. Is there going to be a theme?"

"That's what we were talking about," Filius said. "I think we should have a masquerade ball."

Minerva shook her head. "No masks!"

"Hermione, what do you think?"

She sighed. She really hated when the two of them argued, often throwing her into the middle.

"Just make it a costume ball, don't even mention masks," Hermione said.

"Brilliant," Minerva said, looking a bit smug.

"What are they going on about?" Severus asked, taking a seat next to Hermione.

She flashed him a smile. "A Halloween Ball."

Severus rolled his eyes. "Wonderful, another chance for the students to act like the animals they are."

Hermione chuckled. "Be quiet Severus, or one might begin to think you actually like your students."

He scoffed. "I'd rather hang myself by my toes in Filch's office than attend such an event."

"Wonderful Severus, thanks for volunteering to chaperone," Minerva chimed in, an enthusiastic smile on her face.

"What? No, I will do no such thing!" he protested.

"Come now Severus, it'll be fun!" Hermione said, placing her hand on his arm. "Don't you want to be my date?" she asked, batting her eyelashes at him.

Severus groaned. "If you insist witch."

Hermione reached over and squeezed his hand. "Yeah, I do." Hermione silently chuckled to herself. She had him wrapped around her finger.

Casting a glance at her lover, she noticed he was angrily stabbing his eggs with his fork.


A small grunt was his only response.

Hermione chuckled. "Stop making a scene, the students are staring."

He put his fork down; unaware that he had been murdering his breakfast. Severus was scowling on the outside, but he was rather pleased with himself on the inside. Hermione wanted to be his date, meaning they'd be out in public as a couple. He loved little moments like this where he could show the world that she was his.

The week went by rather uneventfully and before anyone knew it, it was Friday night, the night of the Ball.

Hermione had designed the perfect costume. She had a white off-the-shoulder gown, that lad lace all over the bodice. Her hair fell in waves shown her back and she wore some white sandals. Looking at her, it wasn't obvious as to whom she was, but when she was with her date, they would know.

Hermione smiled evilly, she couldn't believe that she had convinced Severus to wear a matching costume.

A soft knock sounded out on her door. Pulling it open, she saw Severus standing there in all his glory. "You look so handsome," Hermione commented with a smile. Instead of his robes, he was wearing a black pants and a black shirt. With a cape and his mask. Black was his trademark color, and she couldn't imagine him in anything else.

Severus smirked. "Just remember the only reason I'm doing this is because you asked so nicely."

Hermione battered her eyelashes. "I know, now come on, let's go before we're late." Grabbing his hand, she practically dragged him towards the Great Hall.

When they arrived, they found the party was already in full swing. "Oh, there's Minerva!" Hermione said, tugging her beau that way.

Severus grumbled something under his breath.

"Oh my, the two of you look beautiful!" The Headmistress exclaimed, looking the two of them over.

Hermione smiled. "Thank you."

"Hmmmm, Severus, you're obviously Zorro, so that would make you Elena, right Hermione?"

The brown haired witch nodded.

"Well, brilliant job with the costumes. Now go on, have some punch, have a good time!"

"What's got her in such high spirits?" Severus mumbled.

Hermione shrugged.

"Oh, Severus!" she called over her shoulder. "Do try and smile tonight."

Hermione laughed at that. "Come on, let's go grab a drink."

Severus and Hermione made their way to the punch table, each grabbing a cup. Hermione took a sip, making a sour face. "Someone spiked it."

Severus chuckled. "Of course they did. I told you children were animals."

The two of them sipped their punch, watching all the students go round and round. Everyone was smiling and dancing, having a good time.

"Dance with me?" she asked, sending him a grin.

Severus nodded. "It would be my pleasure, Madam." Taking Hermione's hand, the two of them moved towards the dance floor.

The moment his hand placed itself on her waist, Hermione felt chills travel up her spine.

"Are you all right?" Severus asked, noticing her tremble.

"Fine," she replied, her eyes meeting his. "Just a bit nervous."

Severus chuckled. "No need to worry Madam, just follow my lead."

He led her across the floor, twirling her around and dipping her low. Hermione laughed, feeling weightless in his arms.

Severus smiled at her, before pulling her body flush against his. The two of them danced around the room, ignoring all the stares that the two of them were receiving.

She couldn't remember the last time she had enjoyed herself so much. And it was in that moment that Hermione made a decision. "Severus, how about we go back to your rooms and you can help me take this dress off?" she suggested, her eyes meeting his.

His eyes widened in surprise before a slow grin spread out on his face. "Madam, it would be my pleasure."

Gripping her hand tightly, he discreetly led her off the dance floor. Minerva was too busy talking to Filius to notice her colleagues disappear together.

Once in the bedroom, Severus looked at Hermione warily. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. "Yes, Severus, I want you. So please." Turning, she showed him the back of her gown.

Severus' fingers hooked on the zipper, slowly pulling it lower. The gown fell to the floor, pooling around her feet. He felt his arousal spike as he saw her creamy flesh become revealed. He planted kisses at the back of neck, trailing down her spine, causing Hermione to shiver in anticipation.

"Please, Severus," Hermione moaned, turning around to face him in nothing but her knickers.

His eyes flashed with emotion before he captured her lips in a kiss, the two of them falling to the bed.