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Chapter 1

"Ms. Granger detention tonight my rooms," snapped Professor Severus Snape, Hermione remembered those words as she moved slowly down to the dungeons where he would be waiting. Hermione didn't have many secrets, but this was a secret. No one knew Severus Snape and her were lovers that when she had detention with him some nights that she wanted it more then she could say. That while he made others do ghastly things when she had detention she had to do the most delightful things. But today when he had given her detention there was just something in his voice that told her he needed her. She didn't exactly know why, but sometimes he just needed her. Hermione didn't know what caused this in him, she knew he couldn't tell her, but despite that she always came when he called. Whenever he needed her Hermione would be there by his side.

"Can't leave him waiting," breathed Hermione as she finally found herself in front of her lover's door. She didn't wait one second to knock on the door the sound echoing through the corridor before suddenly it opened.

Hermione was pulled into the room, the door closing with a creak behind her, and then she was face to face with her lover Severus Snape.

"Hermione," whispered Severus gently stroking her cheek holding her face in his hands before he kissed her with a power she could barely keep up with. She let him kiss her; she returned it as best she could feeling as his arms scooped her up to carry her away. His desk was cleared as it always was leaving room for her body to lie across it.

"I need you," breathed Severus laying her across the smooth surface of the desk his hands moving sensually over her as he attacked her lips again.

"I'm here, Severus," exclaimed Hermione gasping as his lips claimed hers over and over again his wand pointed at her suddenly as the kiss broke. He watched her then as she lay laid out before him waiting for him and then with two whispered spells it began.

First her clothes disappeared leaving her naked to his dark hungry gaze then she felt the tingle of magic as a protection spell covered her. Before she could say, or even think a single thing, Severus let his wand fall to the floor with a clink after removing his own clothes. Hermione gasped moaning as her lover kissed her again not breaking it until he was deep inside her.

" Oh Severus yes," whimpered Hermione moving her hands up the beautiful expansion of his chest gripping his shoulders as he started to move like a starving man on top of her his gaze piercing her vary soul as he stared down at her. He was relentless in his prowess as he slammed into her almost painfully groaning as her long sharp knife like nails dug into his skin. Hermione could feel the stress pouring off his body from every pore as he fucked her, his movements chaotic and without any mercy. She knew he had needed her and she had been right; he needed her to forget. He needed to lose himself to her soft curves and her love.

Hermione laid there beneath him and let him lose that stress with each stroke into her body. Looking up at him, she watched him as his eyes closed as he came closer to the end, and it was then she took his face in her hands making his eyes open once more. Severus stared at her, the mere sight of her put him in a trance, and in that moment he didn't know what he would do without her. She was his cure, the cure for all his sorrow; she filled his heart with something he'd never had before love. Severus kissed her in that moment, it was a silent thank you to her for being there, and though he hadn't said it Hermione knew it was also a silent I love you. And she loved him too; despite everything she loved him too. Slowly his lips left the sweetness of her lips and finding her neck he did something he had never done before. When he did it she was so surprised she could only look at him. Severus had bitten into the skin of her neck and was slowly making a mark that would signal to anyone who saw it that she was taken.

Hermione was so confused at first; why did he do that now after all this time? He had always been careful to never leave a single mark on her body, but it seemed that had all changed now. Now he was marking her everywhere he could, he was leaving his teeth marks, and more all over her body. And she couldn't help, but love him more for finally making her his. Finally claiming her as not just his student, but his love.

"Why did you do that," whispered Hermione looking into the deep pits that were his eyes. She received no answer at first as he only stared down at her a hint of a smile gracing his lips as he moved slowly inside her now his hands running slow and peaceful over her body. Lightly he covered her face in feather kisses that made her smile as she ran her hands up his back, but then suddenly he looked at her. His answer left his lips, but before it did she saw it in his eyes.

"I love you Hermione. I did it because I wanted to make you mine; I wanted to mark you as mine," whispered Severus kissing her as soon as the words left his mouth and Hermione wanted to cry in that moment. He had finally said it, he loved her.

"I love you too," whispered Hermione breaking the kiss to whisper those words to him before he kissed her again except this time with an overwhelming passion. They kissed continuing to make love their release fast approaching. When they came together it was exquisite, it was wonderful.

Severus buried his body completely inside her as he lost himself to her body in that moment. He buried his head in the skin of her shoulder lightly kissing it as he did so feeling safe and loved for the first time in his life as she wrapped her arms around him holding him close. In that moment he didn't know what he would do without her. They laid there in silence afterward the sounds of their breathing the only sound heard. Finally they looked at each other their eyes filled with so many emotions.

"I love you," they breathed together as their lips met once more their tongues meeting as it deepened turning into something passionate. After kissing her for the longest time, Severus let his now softened member slip from her body, and he helped her sit up. Continuing to kiss her, he stood there without a care in the world; part of him was trying to memorize every part of her because he knew soon he wouldn't have her. She would leave him; hate him like the rest of the wizarding world.

"Thank you Hermione I needed you. I can't tell you why, but I needed you. I love you; I really love you," said Severus giving her one final kiss before moving away picking up his wand as he did so.

"I know; I shall always be here when you need me. I love you too didn't you hear me say that," smiled Hermione suddenly looking down as she found herself fully clothed once more. One flick of his wrist and now they both looked as if nothing had happened between them. He didn't respond to her words, he only looked at her a moment and Hermione felt a chill inside that maybe he didn't believe her.

Hermione watched him as he sat in his desk chair bringing a hand to her knees using them to push her to face him. He ran his hands over her legs where they crossed at the knee and with one moment he had pulled her legs apart. His next movements were so fast Hermione found herself breathless; he pulled her by her knees forward causing her to fall into his arms in his lap. Now she was straddling him her arms wrapped securely around him and Hermione smiled at him in that moment. She loved him, she truly loved him, and she wanted him to know that. But before she could say anything he leaned into the warmth of her body his head using the soft mounds of her breasts as his own personal pillow. Hermione only held him in that moment, she knew that was what he needed in that moment especially when he signed heavily; he needed her still.

"I love you Severus; I will always be here when you need me. It's all going to be ok," whispered Hermione when the silence finally became too much for her. He looked at her in that moment, he knew she spoke the truth now, he knew she meant what she said she did love him, but would that still be true after he did what he had to do? Severus could only look at her as those thoughts ran through his mind leaning into her soft caress as she ran her fingers through his hair; he knew the time was quickly approaching when he would no longer feel it when he would long for it. Oh how he would long for it, for her.

"I wish you could tell me what's wrong, but I know if you could you would. Just know that no matter what I love you that will never change. My heart is yours, it has been since our first kiss, and you take it with you wherever you go. I hope it will make things easier on you; I hope it will make you stronger," whispered Hermione as she finished speaking he pulled her closer as close as he possibly could. Suddenly Hermione found her lover crying into her chest, she didn't know what to do at first she had never seen him cry before, so she did the only thing she knew to do. And it was exactly what he needed in that moment; it was perfect, she was perfect. Hermione pulled him close, Hermione held him so close and so tight in her embrace, and she wouldn't let go not until he no longer needed her. But he would always need her, she didn't realize that in that moment, but someday maybe she would. And as he sat there in her arms, Severus knew he would love her until he died, and if this war didn't kill him he would tell not only her, but the world. The whole world.

So they sat like that forever neither of them moving; neither of them letting the other go. Severus wanted to spend all of the time he had left with her, she didn't know it, but he would be gone very soon. He would be gone the whole wizarding world would think him a monster, a killer, and he would die in the war that was swiftly approaching. He would die and be forever known to the entire wizarding world as the man that killed the great Albas Dumbledore. That was how he would be forever remembered, but he really didn't care what the others thought of him. Severus only hoped she would remember him as he was now and not as the monster he would be painted as.