Defining Sexuality

She left her housemate and walked into her living room and looked around. It was bright and airy, tastefully decorated with the walls and tables adorned with muggle and magical photos of her friends and family. Walking over to a frame on her coffee table she picked it up and smiled as she watched Ginny kissed Harry after defeating Slytherin and chuckled at his surprise and then began to kiss back.

Even though Ron had broke her heart and much more she could never remove any of his pictures because it seemed to be wrong to throw them away as they grew up together and helped defeat an evil wizard. She walked to the wall and looked at the picture of him waving just before his first Quidditch game with a half smile on his face.

And when they first kissed just before the hell that was the final battle had awaked such feelings of love and desire was breathtaking as she remembered the lust that she wanted him, needed him, and the promise that the first kiss could lead to so much more.

She spoke to the picture as she removed her jumper as the room suddenly grew hot. "You're still a prat Ronald Weasley and I wonder if I will ever forgive you." Placing it on a chair as she walked to her father's liquor cabinet and examined the contents.

She hardly drank spirits and never looked to see what was in there in the almost five years that she lived there. She purveyed the labels as she wanted to get pissed quickly and forget about her day as the next few days were free of classes and she had the day off from her job as a clerk.

She gasped out in surprise as she found a bottle of Old Ogden's Finest Firewhiskey sitting atop a folded parchment next to a shot glass. Picking up the glass, bottle, and the parchment she headed to her sofa and sat down. Deciding first to have a drink before reading the parchment she opened the bottle and poured the golden liquid into the shot glass and held it. Here's to nothing she thought as she downed it.

Holy mother of Merlin she thought as she sputtered. How did the man drink that stuff? Reflecting that her housemate always had a glass of it sitting next to him when she found him waiting for her in their sitting room after she finished with classes or her job.

She opened up the folded parchment and began to read.

Miss Granger,

I realize that you will seek comfort from this cabinet. The alluring thought of using its contents is appealing to forget everything. Your father has very fine spirits and drank for the pleasure of drinking and not to forget. I knew you would come to it after the actions of Mr. Weasley tonight. He was never your match and if you push aside your feelings you would realize it as well.

Your actions will only make you feel worse in the morning. And it never solves anything in the end. You are warned.

S. Snape

So he placed this the night of her break up with Ron. She felt smug as she never went to this cabinet after the actions of that night so long ago. Then she realized that she was here because Ron's words made her doubt everything about herself three years later. Maybe that was why she was sitting on her couch drinking it.

She remembered Ron's words. Frigid. Pathetic. Snape and her deserving of one another. She turned her thoughts to that of her housemate as she sipped her drink.

Professor Severus Snape. He was an intelligent wizard and the conversations they had were witty in a dark sort of way as he deftly deflected any questions she asked of his past concerning Voldemort. Any subject was open to discussion to her in the 45 minutes he allowed her at dinner except for that one subject. Though he never said it she was sure that he cared for her in a way.

He did her homework sometimes when she came home dead tired from her job and University and would explain it as he placed breakfast on the table and express his disgust of her taking Muggle classes muttering that she could be so much more in the Wizarding world.

She sighed as she picked up the bottle and glass and went into her bedroom and sat on the bed and poured another shot and drink it down in one go not coughing as much as she did before and placed the glass down on the bed stand. She undressed herself and let her clothes fall to the floor beside the bed and slid between the covers and promptly fell asleep.

"I know what you want Hermione and I am going to give it to you." The voice spoke in a seductive silky voice as a long finger traced her shoulder and lightly touched her breast as she moaned out "Severus…" as she felt his other hand cup her breast and….

Hermione woke up with a start as she felt something shake her shoulder. She sat up suddenly as she opened her eyes and saw that her house mate was standing over her. She wondered why he immediately turned his back to her and realized that the covers had slid down revealing her breast and suddenly blushed as she remembered that she was naked and quickly pulled them up around her as she spoke out. "You can turn around now Professor Snape." She felt terrible and hung-over.

He turned back to her and held up a phial. "Drink this as it will clear your head and dress in Wizarding robes. We are going out today. You have no choice in this if you want to pass Benson's class."

She drank the contents of the phial down feeling immediately better as she watched him pick up the bottle and looked at it. "Three years late but the reason for drinking it was the same. We are leaving in one hour. Bring your wand if you can find it." He left her room without waiting for an answer taking the bottle with him.

Fuck! He was taking her to the Wizarding world and she did not want to go.

Hermione dressed in deep blue robes after taking a shower and brushed her hair until it was untangled and put on a bit of make-up as she did not want to look bad in the pictures that would be taken. She cursed her housemate as he had not given her a choice in the matter as she dug in her wardrobe looking for her wand.

Walking into the sitting room she noticed that Professor Snape had changed from his normal black one to those of an emerald green. "I do not want to do this." She told him.

He wrapped a travelling cloak around her as he wrapped his arm around her waist and looked to her. "I know." And turned his heel apparating them away.

Hermione looked around and noticed that they had arrived at the Leaky Cauldron as she staggered feeling the magic rush around her and enveloped her. Professor Snape's arm wrapped around her waist kept her from falling to the floor as they walked over to a table.

The waiter took their order and quickly arrived with a pot of tea and two cups and disappeared again.

Professor Snape observed Hermione as he sipped his tea. She looked like she wanted to bolt.

"You've placed a sticking charm on me Professor." She hissed out making sure no one could overhear her.

"Yes Miss. Granger as I can see you want to leave and make yourself scarce. Why did you abandon our world?"

She started to deny his words when a wizard sat down. "Oh that is a story everyone knows Godfather."

"No one invited you Malfoy." Hermione muttered as she glared at the arrival of the wizard.

"I was at the Hog's Head when Weaselby arrived and began to drink. Being the good wizard that I am I paid for his drinks and learned of the whole story of Granger kicking him out. So did the rest of the pub and the story spread like wildfire. He did not speak kindly about her and some of the things he said about her did not put her in a good light. I imagine she stayed away because she cannot face this world." Draco laughed as he continued. "And you Granger helped defeat the great Lord Voldemort and run away because of one wizard's remarks. I for one never believed them but everyone else thinks it's true because she has never been seen since."

"That's not true Malfoy!" She snarled out. "I've been busy with University. Anyway why are you here? I thought you detested muggle-borns?"

"I'm a changed wizard. I love muggle-borns as they help me gain back my family's lost wealth. Are we still on for tonight Godfather?" Eying Hermione as he asked the question.

"Yes Draco and you will behave yourself and you and your partner will be available to answer any of her questions." His Godfather drawled out as her looked to him.

"You'll see that I have changed Granger and I am not at all what you remember of me. Good day and I look forward to meeting up with you later." Draco spoke as he rose from his chair and left.

"You may call me Severus." Standing up as he held his hand out to her and felt her grab it as she looked up to him in question. "Our relationship with one another will change shortly." Remembering the smell of her arousal and his surprise when she muttered out his name as he woke her up.

Hermione allowed him to lead her out of the Leaky Cauldron as they made their way up the alley as witches and wizards pointed to the couple and whispered to one another. "Where are we going?"

"To Gringott's Hermione. I need funds as well as you so you can dress properly for tonight." Severus replied as they continued to walk.

Soon they entered the bank and withdrew funds. Severus looked to the goblin. "She requires more Griphook."

Hermione looked to Severus in confusion. "This is all that I need Severus."

"Pounds Hermione. Your lessons will be in the muggle world and your wardrobe does not contain what you require. You have the stipend of the Order of Merlin First Class and never spent a Galleon. She will take out the equivalent of two hundred pounds in muggle money." He told the goblin.

The goblin looked to her in question as she nodded and took up the notes. Soon they were out of the bank as Severus grabbed her and turned his heel and they arrived back at the sitting room in her house.

"You will shop today Hermione and come to this address at 7 pm. Purchase items for clubbing as that is what you will need." Handing her a card and then left the sitting room.

Hermione looked at the card. What in the world did a muggle club called "Deviate" have anything to do with passing Professor Benson'ss class?

Hermione walked into her living room and sat down looking at the card and wondered what was going to happen this evening.