All I Want For Christmas

Disclaimer:: I don't own any of this, JKR has all claims to Harry Potter and it's characters, and I am unfortunately not getting paid; not that I write well enough to receive money for this story or any others I happen to write.
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Dumbledore nodded, "I'll make this quick so you can get back-"
"There's no point."
"Oh? I-"
"Just get on with it."
The old wizard nodded, "one of my contacts informed me of a gathering a few days ago."
"A gathering?"
"Yes, a Death Eater rally was held in the caves near Hogsmeade."
"A few days ago....That's not good." Dumbledore nodded his agreement. "Was the Dark Lord there? Did you contact say?"
"I asked and they said 'no'. That none other than Lucius Malfoy was lecturing the group." 'They're a 'fold' you twit! Not group.' Snape thought oddly angered. "Why hadn't Lucius called upon you, Severus? As close as you two have been. Do you suppose he suspects you?"
"I'm supposedly one of the highest ranked Eaters. Who would suspect me to disobey the Dark Lord? Albus, you need to find all you can about that meeting. I have to know if there is to be a war within the fold." Snape stood and emptied his glass.
"In that case I bid you good evening, Severus. I will inform you when I know more." Snape nodded and opened the door for the headmaster. "Good night, sir."
After seeing Dumbledore out, Snape refilled his glass and wandered to his bedroom. Lying against his pillows with a sigh, Severus let his mind drift away from his partner and to his lover. To his...Hermione. The way she looked tonight...the way she looked and felt during Christmas break. He still couldn't believe it had happened.
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Severus had been in his office for the whole morning and decided to go for a walk. When he got to the Entrance Hall, though the few people who were in the area were acting so strange. Minerva ran up to him and gave him a tight hug as if she cared, "Happy Christmas, Severus."
"Christmas, Minerva," he muttered back.
"Would you like to join me in my...room?" She asked softly in his ear before licking it.
He coughed softly and pushed her away carefully, "no, thank you, Minerva. Maybe some other time," he said as cautiously as he could.
"Offer is always open," she said heading toward Professor Flitwick. Severus shuddered and headed up the stairs for Dumbledore's office.
"Albus!" He shouted as he jumped through the door. He ran to the headmaster's desk. "Sir?" He said looking behind the desk to find Dumbledore WITH Madame Pomfrey. "What is going on!" he growled rushing back down toward the dungeons. On his way, however, Snape ran into a few students, "oh no. Miss Granger?"
"Help!" she squealed. Severus ran to her and pushed the young red head off her. "Professor Snape! What's going on?"
"Weasley?" Snape looked him over, "he's bleeding. I think he hit his head."
"I don't care!" She screamed, tears pouring down her face. "What's happening to everyone?"
"I don't know. I suggest we go wait it out in my office." Hermione frowned. "Trust me. I won't hurt you." She nodded and followed him to his office.
Sitting down behind his desk, Hermione curled up in the chair, "why was he trying to...to-"
"I don't know," Snape replied resting against a table, facing her. "I wonder if we're the only one's not affected by whatever this is."
"I'm scared. What if this doesn't end," the tears still visible on her face.
"Miss Granger," he muttered approaching her, "I, myself, will find a way to end this. I promise you, this will end," he finished, sitting on his desk facing her.
"Don't make promises you can't keep, professor." He frowned at her. "Well, it's just. Ron told me he would never hurt me. He would never...wrong me."
"Miss Granger, he couldn't control himself," 'can't blame him,' he thought watching her twirl hair around her fingers. After mentally slapping himself for such a thought, he mutters, "Perhaps there's...something in the air."
She snorted, "yeah, maybe." He smirked finally peeling his eyes from her. "Professor?" He looked into her caramel eyes. “Yes?"
"I've never known you to look me directly in the eye, quite this much. Why is it you are doing so now?" She looked up at him sincerely.
He frowned and searched her eyes for the answer, "I've never noticed that. I've never looked you in the eye?"
"Only if you were trying to intimidate me. I've never known you to be kind either."
"It's hard to be kind and intimidating at the same time. I realize I've never been kind to any of your friends."
"It’s just so weird."
"I can stop if you wish. I can make you do lines or maybe you would prefer I send you back out to the hands of those mindless fiends. Back to Mister Weasley."
The tears on her cheeks were refreshed, "please, I'm sorry! I just...don't understand."
He sighed, "Miss Granger-" He bended down, wrapping his arms awkwardly around her. "Don't be sorry. I'm sorry." He shushed her, "Don't cry." His voice was soft and soothing. She wrapped her arms around his middle and cried into his chest. It seemed like ages when she pulled away from him, hiccupping and with red circles around her bloodshot eyes. She stared into his black eyes for a long time, then finally tilted her head.
"Ron won't even let me cry to him."
"Well, he's not very understanding then. Doesn't surprise me, though. He IS Ronald Weasley. Besides, you're scared. Everyone needs comforted sometimes."
"What about you? Do you get comforted?"
"I'm afraid I can't answer that."
"Why not?"
"You're a student, we as teachers are not supposed to talk of our private lives."
"Well, that's silly! Come on, you can tell me."
Snape sighed, "To answer your question, no. I don't allow people to come that close to me."
"Doesn't seem so true now," Hermione said with a smirk. She was sitting in Severus's chair, in his lap. Snape frowned in a disapproving way and looked away. "Severus," she said quietly. When he looked at her, about to comment on the fact that she had just called him by his given name, she threw herself on him, kissing him with her arms around his neck. Snape didn't try to push her way, but he desperately fought to not kiss her back. Pulling away for a second, Hermione whispered, "kiss me," to the professor as she continued. How could he deny her? He soon found himself with the young woman's legs wrapped around him. Why they separated for air, he shook his head.
"This is wrong, I could be fired."
"Blame it on the stuff that's going on today."
"Right," he said as he nibbled her neck.
She let out a sigh, pressing her breasts into him. He messaged one as he continued and before he knew what was happening, Hermione was pushing herself up onto his desk and dragging him with her. He pulled away to look into her darkening eyes, "are you sure you want this? Am I to be your first?"
"I'm sure, Severus," she said pulling him down by his hair. He pulled away long enough to tell her how he loved her saying his name, then began kissing her, making his way down her neck to her chest and then her navel, unbuttoning her blouse as he went. When he reached her hips, he smiled as she arched into his grasp with a sharp gasp. "You've never done this have you."
"No," she sighed in exasperation. She couldn't believe that he had stopped and she told him so. He slowly pulled her skirt down.
He looked her over as she laid writhing beneath him. "You're beautiful," he told her as he slowly began pulling her panties off.
"Don't lie," she muttered.
"I'm not," he replied, running his tongue up to her breasts. She just sighed not wanting to argue as Severus undid his pants. He stood back from her to pull off his own clothes, which she watched with hungry eyes.
"Make love to me, Severus." She managed to whisper in his ear before he took her mouth with his own once again, his erection obvious to her between her hot thighs. Hermione bit Snape's lip hard and gave a pained cry as he thrust into her. "Severus," she moaned as he continued thrusting, pain turning to pleasure. They made love as the rest of the castle's occupants fucked one another in a horrific craze. As Severus felt Hermione's muscles tighten around him, he quickened his pace to allow them to moan their ecstasy together. Hermione fell back onto the desk as Snape pulled himself off her to flop into his chair, exhausted. "Severus?" Hermione raised to look at him in his seat, head back and eyes closed as he panted softly. "Severus, should we get cleaned up?"
"Uh...yeah, probably," he mumbled. She had never seen him like this; he was usually so cool...collected.
"Are you okay?" She slipped from the desk to her feet, then her knees, nearly falling on Snape with a small scream.
"Yes, are you?" He asked pulling her into his lap.
"I think so. I guess it took something out of me," she blushed.
He ran a finger down her cheek, pushing her hair from her face, "me too. Do you want to go take a shower? You know, clean up?"
"I'm not sure I can stand up just yet." She looked down at the blood on her, the desk, him, and the floor. "Is that what I think it is?" She asked her eyes wide.
"It's alright. All girls bleed their first time. Explains why it hurts so much, doesn't it? The penis rips through something called the hymen."
"So, I'm okay?"
"You know, it amazes me that you know nothing about this, you being so brilliant and all." She smiled and blushed, recognizing the compliment. "Yes, you're okay and you'll be wonderful once you take a shower and probably get some rest." Hermione nodded and tried to stand on her wobbling legs.
"Want to join me?" she asked hopefully. Severus smiled and stood, picking her up. She laughed as he headed for the bathroom. He sat her down on the side of the tub as she took in the large room. Everything was black, green, or silver and was absolutely neat. "Wow! I've never seen a guy with a clean bathroom."
"Not all men are pigs, Miss Granger." He was surprised by the sudden frown that took over her features and was almost scared of what she was about to say. Did she suddenly regret what they had done? Was she perhaps really under the "spell" just as the rest of the school?
"Does that mean, I mean since you called me Miss Granger again, that I have to call you Professor Snape?"
Hiding his relief, he replied, "I suppose only in public. When we're alone, that is...if you wish to ever be alone with me, you may call me whatever you wish." He was adjusting the temperature of the water. "Why did you call me Miss Granger, then?"
"Habit," he said stepping into the shower and pulling her to him. He handed Hermione the bar of soap and watched as she ran it over her body. When she looked up at him he looked away.
"What is it?"
"I just think we shouldn't have done this. You should have saved yourself. Why sleep with a greasy bastard like me?"
"Because I like you," she blushed. "I did after all kiss you first, didn't I?"
He smirked, "you did."
"That's right! Now wash up," she smiled handing him the soap as she rinsed off her body, glancing back at him as he did what she said.
As they dried off, Hermione gave Severus an odd look, "this wasn't...you know, like, a one-night stand, was it?"
"Only if you wish it," his stomach lurched as she shook her head and he continued softly. "We will just have to be careful. Perhaps we could..." he cleared his throat ," plan out times."
"Okay!" She giggled as one of his handsome brows rose. "This might be kind of fun. Having secrets," she grinned. He dropped his towel on the floor and picked Hermione up to give her a hug. She squealed and kissed him as he carried her to his room and sat her on the bed. Everything in this room, too, was black, green, or silver except two large mahogany bookshelves with multi-colored books. She commented on the room's "bachelor" look.
"What do you expect of me?" He smiled.
She shrugged and cuddled up next to him on the large bed. Lying next to him listening to his heart beating, Hermione fell asleep shortly before her new lover.
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That was the beginning of their secret and Severus was nearly terrified that someone might find out, but what scared him more was her safety. What if the wrong person found the connection. What had started as a simple act of need had turned into something much more, and in such a short time. Severus had never felt this and the speed in which he felt it made his chest ache. In desperation, Snape decided to go visit Hermione in her room. Throwing the floo powder in the fire place, he first checked that no one was there; when he saw she was alone in her bed asleep, he crawled on through.
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Carefully, the Potions master crawled under the sheets next to the young woman and wrapped an arm around her. She let out a soft groan and burrowed her face into his side; and quite suddenly sat up. "Severus William Snape! You scared the shit out of me!" She laughed and laid back down.
"Sorry. I just had to see you. I wanted to make sure you were not angry about earlier."
"Angry at whom? Why would I be angry?"
"I don't know, but don't you ever worry about how the one you love is feeling? Especially toward you?"
Hermione leaned into him, kissing him gently, "I love you. I think you know that I would tell you if anything were wrong."
"So, nothing's wrong, then?"
"Well, I was wanting to talk to you about today."
"What about?"
"Well, my potion-"
"Oh! I forgot to tell you." He sighed and shook his head in what seemed to be disappointment. "You received a perfect grade." He smiled at her as he continued, "I dropped an extra ingredient in that dissolves the rosemary."
"But why?"
"I needed to make it seem like I might've actually had a good reason to give you a detention. You know I have to keep up that facade."
"I know. So, I got a good grade." He nodded and chuckled when she squealed. " I think there was something else," she sat with a frown on her face as she thought. Severus watched with mild interest as he wrapped his arms around her middle. She leaned back into him and smiled, "Severus."
"Love," Snape smiled, his hands making their way between her thighs, causing her to gasp. "What were you saying?"
"I...don't know," she groaned.
"Tell me," he said, putting his hands in his lap. She growled at him and tried to think.
"I. Can't. Think." Severus remained silent as she thought, her cheeks red. "Oh! The points you took away, did you really do that?"
"Yes, Potter smarted off to me. I don't plan on taking that from anyone, even if they are my lover's best friend."
"Lover?"
"Well, I do love you." Hermione smiled and leaned to look at him so he could see.
"I love you, too." He kissed her forehead.
"Anything else?"
"Yeah, what am I going to do about Malfoy...and Ron?"
"What's the problem with Mr. Malfoy?" Snape was serious now.
"He keeps calling me mudblood. I'm tired of it. I only see him in Potion, though."
"I have to catch him. I can't take away points or give him a detention without a cause." Hermione nodded. "And now," he said pulling her to him, she wrapping her legs around his waist. "What is this with...Weasley?" He nibbled her neck.
"Severus, this is serious," she groaned.
"So am I. Tell me."
She leaned into him and managed to talk," Ron, um, he won't leave me alone. I broke up with him but he..." she moaned, "He won't give me up without a fight." When she finished talking, Hermione pulled Snape's mouth to her's, kissing him passionately.
"I don't know what to tell you about Weasley, love. I'm sorry about Malfoy and what were you doing in the dungeons this morning?" Severus asked when the kiss broke.
Hermione laughed," I told you. Playing a game. Ron and Harry had no clue why we were playing there, though. I just wanted to see you." Snape rolled his eyes with a shake of his head.
"I thought about you all day, you know. I don't enjoy yelling at you in class," he said, running a finger down her neck.
"I know you're not serious. I can tell by the look in your eyes when you look at me."
"That's not good."
"I love it," she smiled.
"What if someone else sees?" Hermione shrugged. "We just have to be more cautious."
"Severus! How much more careful can we be? We barely see each other as it is ,and well, its not like we're exactly flaunting it."
"I know. It just worries me that the Dark Lord will one day find out."
Hermione kissed Severus for a moment then looked into his black eyes. "Come what may," she whispered in his ear before spending a passionate night with her lover. Tomorrow was the weekend and she had plans for them. What she didn't know was that someone else did too.