Always Kiss Me Goodnight

Chapter Five - A Friend in Deed

Chapter 5

(Long Chapter this time and finally some action! Comments always welcome. Always trying to improve. App is still a bit off so please excuse errors. Enjoy)

Two days had passed since the night of the dance. Aside from the kiss nothing else happened. Severus knew that Hermione was yet untouched by a man and he respected that. He also knew from the passion in her kiss that she desired to have him which he still couldn't get his head around.

Severus wasn't going to overstep the mark and give into his male urges but he needed advice. He couldn't understand how quickly his mind had made him move on this. There was a time when he would have ignored these feelings and he would have hidden away but since the War his character had softened. Yes the sarcasm and discipline were still there but his heart had become softer. Or maybe I am just weak he thought.

Being the first man to touch her, Severus wanted to make it special for the both of them and being unsure of how to go about it made him nervous. He had knowledge from science that females were prone to pain and occasional bleeding from this act which made him anxious and nauseous. Minerva was the best person to speak to even though she would lecture him as she took enjoyment in making him listen.

He rose up from his seat and made his way to her private lounge. As the students were on holiday he had much free time and being a perfectionist all his marking was complete.

His mind drifted back to Hermione as he power walked down to Minerva. They had only known each other for a few months but the feelings they had where very strong. He had never felt this way before especially the way she showed how much she cared for him. Why me? Of all the men she has met, she finds something in me. I'm the one that everybody hates. Even my own father couldn't wait to see the back of me, thoughts raced through his mind.

Hermione was in her bedroom smoking a cigarette out her window. She was a social smoker and occasionally she had the odd one iin her room. It relaxed her and made her feel a bit rebellious. If Severus knew he would probably give her a lecture but she didn't care. She was still on cloud nine from the kiss they shared only a couple of nights ago.

How could a man so emotionless and miserable show so much passion? What does he see in me? What happens next? Her thoughts reeled around her mind. Inevitably two would become one but the thought made her excited but nervous. Her mother had not told her too much but she had heard from friends about their experiences. She hoped that should the event happen it would be over quickly so she could maybe have some enjoyment.

As she thought about him she began to feel quite warm inside. The attraction for him was overpowering. The wild side of her wanted to undo every button on his clothing and see the man underneath. She thought that he was quite conservative in regards to his style as his sleeves were right down to beyond the wrist and his neckline was right up to his chin when that was combined with his silk robe it was hard to see the figure underneath.

Oh but his voice and that kiss! Melted dark chocolate combined with a kick of spice. Her mind was drifting back again and she began to want him even more. Hermione had never felt like this apart from when she saw Viktor but even then it wasn't as powerful. On a scale of one to ten this was one million. He made her feel like a woman and not some silly girl. There was something to be said about being desired.

XX

Severus knocked at Minerva's door. Without hesitation the door flew open and Severus walked in. Minerva was stood looking out of her window while the rain lashed against the windows.

"Severus, how kind of you to stop by. To what do I owe this rare pleasure?" She said turning round giving him a 'Minerva Glare'.

"Minerva, erm, well, the matter is most delicate and with you being of female form I would assume you had good advice for my situation" he answered with his voice becoming deeper and trailing off. He didn't look at her and instead looked out the window. He felt embarrassed and braced himself for her to fly off the handle.