*Sexual content ahead*

Hermione woke in a strangely yet familiar room. She briefly wondered what time it was when Ginny and Severus entered, startling her severely. "Hey, feeling better Hermione?" Ginny asked casually as if she and Severus hung out every single day. Hermione stuttered as Severus sat on his bed beside her, placing a hand on her leg gently. 

"Hermione, Miss Weasley and I were talking about how things are going and decided that she should learn Occlemency to shield her mind as well. However, we would like your opinion." Severus stated. 

From behind Severus, Ginny was shaking her head harshly, eyes wide with pleading. Hermione stifled a laugh, disguising it as a cough. Severus, though, knew something was amiss, he just chose to ignore it. "Honestly, Severus, I think Ginny will be fine. While she does know, she already knows how to keep secrets, and Vold-- I mean-- the Dark Lord, is fixated on Harry, not me. If you find out something that puts her or me in further danger we can start the lessons for her as well in the future."

Ginny mouthed a thank you to Hermione, who smirked a little, which made Severus turn to look at her. Ginny smiled innocently and walked to the door. "Hermione, you should get some more sleep, I'm going to the Great Hall for breakfast." She looked at Severus and nodded to him. "Good bye, Professor."

Severus dipped his head, feeling a weight lift off him as their guest left their presence. He was now free to be how he always is with her, sweet and gentleman-y. He was also grateful that Miss Weasley and Hermione had somewhat subtlety gotten him out of his own offer. He hadn't wanted to start lessons with her, not for not likely the girl. She was a lot better than her brother, however the lessons would cut into his and Hermione's  'magic time' as he silently started calling it. He felt so rejuvenated after their time that he so wanted to go further than he knew Hermione was ready for. After all, he was only human. Hermione took his hand and held it, breaking him of his growing thoughts. 

"Severus, you okay?" Hermione asked, trying to read him. He sighed and went to lock his doors. This talk required the utmost secrecy. 

When he got back to her, she was sitting on the side of the bed, waiting patiently. He sighed, not ready to delve into his inner feelings, but felt the need to speak about it. He went to sit beside her, trying to think of how to start it. 

"I thank you for releasing me from my offer. I admit I offered it before thinking clearly, wishing to make sure your friend was safe as well as keep you safe as possible." Severus turned to her, one leg resting on the bed, slightly touching Hermione's side. "I wanted to tell you," he started, hesitating slightly. Hermione turned to face him as well, crossing her legs on the bed and holding her knees, back straight. It was a position she found herself in every time she sat cross legged. He growled to himself, earning a raised eyebrow from Hermione. "I don't understand why I can't say this."

He stood up, pacing the room to try to defuse his own nervousness, something he started doing thanks to Hermione. "Severus, you have nothing to be nervous about. Just tell me."

"Don't you think I'm trying!" He all but shouted, earning a repulsive look from her. He quickly sighed and apologized. "I'm sorry, its just, I've never been this nervous to talk to someone since," he trailed off, not wanting to go there. 

She understood and nodded. "Take your time." 

Severus took a deep breath, stopping his pacing at last and went to stand in front of her. "I know you are not ready, however, I can't keep this to myself any longer." He halted again, then cursed himself as he lost his nerve. Finally she understood. He was ready to go as far as she would let him. 

She took his hand and kissed it. "I understand, Severus." He sighed in relief. He didn't think he could actually say it without sounding like a dirty old man. "I admit I've been thinking of ... certain things as well. However, I also admit that it scares me."

"It scares me also. Specifically our positions at Hogwarts. It is illegal for student and teacher to be together." Severus stated. "Not to mention you are still underage."

Hermione made a sound that startled Severus. He's never heard that sound emit itself from her. It sounded like a strangled cat with a hairball stuck in its throat. "Sorry," she chuckled, "I just wanted to state that the time turner has aged me more than intended."

He'd forgotten the time turner. The usage of the time turner throughout her third year had no doubt aged her more than her peers. The question was how much as she aged. Not too much, since she still looked like her young self. "How much has it aged you?" He asked trying to be casual, not to excite himself. 

She caught the slight hitch in his voice and gave a smirk. "Not much, but about six months, give or take a month." 

Severus did some mental math. She was almost sixteen, which if she was older by six months, would mean that she was technically over sixteen now. The only problem was the fact that they were student and teacher, which, he could care less about. Dumbledore already knew they had to keep close to each other from the prophecy and magic that had awoken in them, so no one else really had to know. Severus could actually care less if Dumbledore had approved or knew about it in the first place. 

"So, you are over sixteen then," Severus stated, seemingly to glow with admiration for the woman he now saw. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him, smiling. 

"Yes, I am over sixteen, Severus," she stated in a low sultry voice. It went down his spine and settled at his groin, and he caught a growl before it slipped out of his mouth. 

He nodded, trying to get a hold of his emotions. They were starting to unravel him at the seams. He ran his hand over this face and groaned inwardly. Just looking at her now was going to be hard for him, knowing that the only thing stopping them from fully being together was themselves at this point. 

She took the first step by reaching up to cup his cheek in her hand and bring his face down to meet hers. They kissed, not like they had before. This was full of need and want, only breaking apart when they needed to breath. He leaned into her, forcing her to lean back on the bed. She sighed as he crawled on top of her, one leg between hers, kissing her neck. He had no idea what had come over him to start this here and now, but was not about to back down. 

He looked down at her, silently asking how far they could go. She didn't respond, but pulled him down to met her lips once more. They entangled themselves on the bed, tossing about, lips locked in a dance for dominance. He'd secretly never gotten far as far as sex went, but never let anyone know it. When the time came, they'd both loose their virginity. Severus growled at Hermione when she took his neck in her mouth and bit down.

Severus' animal instinct took over. He grabbed a fistful of her brown curls and tugged, not enough to cause harm, but just enough to elicit a moan from Hermione. The moan went, once again, to his groin, where it sat in waiting. He in turn latched onto her neck, forgetting their positions at Hogwarts and bit hard. He knew there would be a mark, which fueled his fire. She was his, no one else's. Least of all the Weasley's. 

Hermione didn't know how far they were going at this point, but she didn't care. She'd been feeling this way for a while. She just didn't know Severus felt it just as bad. She trusted Severus with her heart to know when to stop. Severus on the other hand, was blinded with desire and love. He didn't know if he was able to stop at this point. His hand, which had been holding him up so not to crush Hermione with his weight, went to her uniform she was still in. He slowly unbuttoned her vest and shirt with one hand, hoping that she would stop him if she felt she needed him too. 

Her hands were on his head, cupping his face, kissing him deeply as he continued to undress her. He, himself, was still in his newly acquired pajama bottoms and simple white v neck t shirt. After their last encounter in the early morning, Severus thought he'd better make a trip to Hogsmeade and buy himself some more sensible night wear. Once her vest and shirt was unbuttoned, he pushed them off her, leaving her in her bra and skirt. He took her in with a deep sigh before trailing kisses down her neck to her chest, unhooking it with ease as he went along. 

He silently thanked magic for making it look like he undid her bra was such ease, when in reality he would have had trouble. Once her bra was off and her breast exposed, he almost lost it. He gripped the bed with the had that he was using to hold himself up and cursed himself. She was beautiful. 

"Severus," Hermione called his name hesitantly. He met her eyes and she gasped. They were clouded with emotions that Hermione never saw in him before. He captured her lips with his again, his free hand moving to undo her skirt. Her hands trailed down from his face to he chest until they settled on his groin. He groaned in pure bliss at the feeling. 

She stroked him through his pants as he helped her out of the rest of her clothes. Hermione tutted to herself. He pulled back from where he was latched onto her neck, biting continuously. "Yes, Miss Granger," he asked in his deep Professor baritone voice. She smirked. "You are overdressed," she stated, stopping her stroke of his manhood. He groaned and stood up. Without looking away from her beautiful body, he pulled his bottoms off along with his shirt. 

He was now standing before her, erect and ready for her. Inside, he was nervous being nude in front of another person. However, he had to remind himself that this was Hermione. The woman he loved. She would never do anything to hurt him on purpose. Hermione took him in all his glory, sensing his nervousness, she pulled him back to her, simply holding him close to her body. 

They looked each other in the eyes, knowing what was coming next. He trailed kisses down her body as he positioned himself, while her hands went through his hair. He gave a hiss of pleasure as he slowly entered her. He paused as she whimpered in slight pain. "Go," she stated after a moments pause. He stared to move within her, his eyes never leaving hers. They moved as one, moaning and holding each other as they moved against each other faster. Their peak was nearing Severus groaned loudly as Hermione reached hers first.

With a low, guttural scream, she let go and her hands, which had been simply resting on his arms, gripped them tightly. Her eyes closed as she rode out her euphoria and Severus took that opportunity to take one of her breast in his mouth and suckle. She whimpered in pleasure as Severus suckled harder as he moved faster than ever. He was almost there. Forgetting what he was suckling on, he bit down lightly, causing her to gasp in shocking pleasure. "Severus," she moaned lowly. That did it. He released her nipple and looked back into her eyes, wanted to see her chestnut colored eyes as he rode out his orgasm. He gave one last harsh thrust which earned a pleasant grunt from her as he reached his peak. 

She had wrapped her legs around his waist at some point, Severus didn't know when, and was holding him there, obviously not want him to leave their connection. After he came back down from his high, he sighed, gently moving within her again. He knew there wasnt going to be a second round today. His body just couldn't stop at the moment. Severus continued to move for a few moments before Hermione unwrapped her legs from around him and he halted. He fell to the side of her, breaking their intimate connection with a disgruntled moan. They both lay panting, staring at the ceiling. This was an unexpected turn to the day. Severus thought. 

He turned to look at her. She had closed her eyes and was on the verge of falling asleep. He decided to let her, but not before he made her lay on the bed the right way. As of yet, they were currently laying sideways on his bed. He got up and lifted her with ease in his bare arms, earning a satisfied sigh as he placed her right-ways on the bed. "Sleep, darling," he said in a whisper, kissing her as he wandlessly accio'd a small blanket from his closet to cover her up. 

She was awake, but still fading fast. Something was on her mind though that she had to ask. Perhaps not now. But then when, she asked herself. She cursed herself silently, they had just had the most beautiful sex ever, not that she'd know anything different, but still. "Severus," she called as he was about to get dressed in his usual frock coat. He paused, turning to her. "How many women have you been with?"

He was slightly taken aback. He never imagined she'd ask that, not that he cared at this point. "You," he said bashfully.  

She raised her head, starting to sit up. He grunted his disapproval. She sighed and laid back down. "You've never..."

He smiled and shook his head. "Never beyond some slight touching. Although you are the only person I have told the truth to. The Malfoys and Dark Lord think I've done as much damage to the female body as they have. I could never do it."

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