Hey all,

So I decided to do a second chapter of this story, although it will be set at Hermione's graduation =)

You can read it, or not read it, it's up to you…

Warning: Snape is very dominant in my stories, and there are slight Dom/sub tendencies,

I hope you enjoy.. I do not own Harry potter… yet!

SPOV

I look down at the sleeping witch in my arms, my eyes tracing down over her delicate face to her beautiful body. To think that we have been together for nearly two years now, before her I would never imagine that I could love. She is my first love, sure I have been with other women before, but none of them did I truly love, not even Lily, I thought I did at the time, but it was just infatuation, I know that now.

Today is the day of her graduation, the day I have been waiting for, we can finally come clean with everyone. I know my little girl is worried, especially as to how those idiot friends of hers are going to act, I swear that if any of those dunderheads hurt her I will end them.

"Wake up my dear" I whisper softly in her ear, nibbling gently on her earlobe, eliciting a small moan from her.

"Mmm Severus don't start something you can't finish" she says cheekily, still half asleep.

I glare at her, even though she can't see me, standing up, I grab the edge of the covers, pulling them of off her, revealing her naked body to me, and the cold air. "You and I both know that I am perfectly capable" I say honestly.

She shivers "yes, yes fine I know that you could" she says, sitting up and pulling her knees up against her chest "now please give me the covers back" she almost demands, as she tries to reach up for the covers, and I just shake my head, you would think she would know better than that by now.

"Hermione Granger get dressed, its six am, you need to go" I command softly.

Her eyes look up meeting my own, obviously trying to work out if I'm serious or not, the look on her face says it all, she knows that I am not playing games "yes sir" she says quietly, and I can't help but shiver as she calls me that 'sir' such a title of respect, one that I like to hear, especially from her mouth.

I turn away from her, walking to my drawers and pulling on some black robes, I button them up slowly, one by one. I feel a pair of soft arms wrap around my waist, and I smile softly, feeling all of my rage disappear at her gentle touch. "Aren't you at least going to kiss me goodbye" she asks sweetly, and I feel a smile flicker across my face, before letting it drop and turning around to face her.

I look down at her beautiful face, her large brown eyes staring up at me innocently. I lower my head down to hers, pressing my lips against her own softly, briefly, I feel her leaning back in towards my kiss, before I pull back from her "I'll see you tonight" I say firmly, my hand coming up and cupping her cheek gently.

"I love you Severus" she tells me, and I can see the adoration burning in her eyes.

"As I you" I answer her back, before patting her on her firm arse, "not get going, before anyone notices you have gone" I order.

The slap causes her to jump and laugh softly "fine old man I'm going" she says, before hurriedly slipping out of the door. I just glare at the now closed door, oh she will pay for that one later.

I exit the door and make the short journey to my potions room, just bloody great I have seventh year all day, at least it is the last time I will have to deal with potter, that boy was too much like his father; exceedingly arrogant and thinks he is above the rest of us. Then again he is Hermione's best friend, unfortunately I fear that I may have to suffer him a little while longer.

I stand at the front of the classroom, observing it, when suddenly the doors burst in, and the normal group of seventh years flood in, chatting nosily. "Everyone sit down and take your seats" I command, and luckily for them, they do as I ask. "Now you may all be graduating today, but I still have a lot to teach you, so take out your books and turn to page 456" I demand, my voice just as cold and icy as it usually is.

I notice Potter in the front, chatting to Weasley in the back "Potter didn't I tell you to turn to page 456?" I question, picking up the unopened book from the table.

"Yes" Is his only answer.

"Yes sir" I correct him.

"There's no need to call me 'sir,' Professor." He replies, and I hear the classroom let out a collective gasp, no one and I mean no one talked to me that way.

I lean over the desk towards him, wishing that I could cast an unforgivable on this boy "one hundred points from Gryffindor for your cheek" I snap, watching as his face pales even more, I straighten up, hitting him over the head with a resounding 'thwack' "do not make me repeat myself page 456" I say, throwing the book on the desk, I feel my robes billowing around me as I walk back to the front of the class.

The class is all paying attention to me now, I smirk "today we are going to be discussing the use of the Blood-Replenishing Potion"

"Class dismissed" I say tiredly, flopping back on the desk with a great sigh, today has been even more trying than usual, Longbottom set fire to his cauldron.. again, Potter has been his usual idiotic self, but at last it is all over.

"Knock, knock" I glance over at the door.

"Come in" I call wearily, I watch as the doors open, and she slips through them.

"Severus, I was just wondering if you were coming down to watch graduation?" she asks me, obviously trying to keep the emotion out of her voice, but her eyes betray her, I know she wants me to be there.

"I said I would be didn't I?" I ask her.

"Yes I know.. I just… erm" she stammers.

I sigh as I walk over to her, taking her delicate hand in my own and pulling her close to me "I'll be there my dear" I say, letting the warmth seep into my voice. I am rewarded with a bright smile spreading across her face.

"I'll see you down there" she says, leaning up and pressing a light, feathery kiss on my cheek. Before she turns on her heel exiting my room, I stare after her, and right then I know that she is the one and only for me.

I look at the clock and groan, running a hand through my hair, six-thirty and graduation starts at seven, I better get down to the great hall, I do not want to miss her name being called. I walk quickly out of the room, passing some giggling third years "Smith, Cromwell, twenty points from Ravenclaw" I say firmly, not even bothering to glance back, as I enter the great hall, taking my seat at the staff table.

"I bet you're excited for today aren't you?" I hear a voice say, I turn to see Albus looking at me a familiar twinkle in his eye.

"I don't know what you mean Albus" I say, raising one eyebrow at him.

"Miss Granger" he replies mysteriously.

I look at him in shock, surely he couldn't know, could he? But I have nothing to be afraid of Hermione was of age, when I first took her, it is all perfectly legal. He smiles at me "I know everything that goes on around here Severus, believe me you may be in for a few surprises yourself" he says, before turning away from me, as the children start to enter the hall.

"Welcome seventh years" he says as everyone takes their seats "first off I would like to congratulate each and every one of you for making it this far. It has been a struggle, but all the hard work has finally paid off, seventh years you have finally made it" he says, as the entire hall erupts into cheers.

"First off give it up for your head of years, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy" more cheers erupt as I watch the only two students stand up and everyone once again claps, I find myself clapping as well.

"Now as I call your name, please come up and accept your certificates" he announces.

"Hannah Abbott" I watch as the witch walks up, taking the certificate of off Albus, and after that I zone out, I don't honestly care about most of these students.

"Gregory Goyle" I snap back to attention as I hear the G's begin to be called.

"Hermione Granger" I quickly suppress the smile, as I watch her get up of off the table, walking up to Albus, her hips swaying oh so temptingly.

My eyes focus on her as she moves to stand with the rest of the graduates, until the entire year has been called. "Let the party commence" Albus calls, and with a clap of his hands, banners drop down, covering the usually drab walls.

Floods more of students pour in from all years, and some intolerable music starts to play, causing me to wince, I don't know why the youth of today feel the need to listen to such rubbish. Observing the room, I smirk slightly, as I see all the miss matched couples, such as Zabini and that Weasley girl, Luna and the male Weasley, and of course Draco and Pansy, it's about time those two sorted themselves out and got together, he has been crushing on her ever since first year.

I see Hermione stood on the side, her curls falling around her, shaping her face, her long flowing green dress, a dress that is quite shocking for a Gryffindor to wear.

Rising from my chair, I stride towards her, her eyes turn locking on my own and I see the nervousness there, she is scared, she knows that it is time to reveal our relationship. I take her small hand "may I have this dance?" I ask curtly, taking her hand and lifting it to my lips, placing a polite kiss on it.

"I'd love to" she says breathlessly, as I tug on her hand gently, leading her towards the centre of the dance floor, I can feel the looks I am getting, as I pull her close, sliding my arms around her tiny waist and pulling her close to me, her body pressed against my own.

"Is that Hermione and.." "oh my god have you seen" I hear the whispers all the whispers around us, and feel my rage start to boil, don't they have something better to look at?

"Severus please just leave it" Hermione whispers obviously reading my body language, I feel myself calm at her words, as I take her hand spinning her around, causing her to let out a giggle.

"I love you" I say, pulling her close and leaning down, pressing my lips against hers hard and deep.

I hear the gasps get louder now, I turn to face them, reluctantly pulling away from her lips away. I look at the gobsmacked faces "if I were you, I would look away right now" I say as coldly as possible.

"Yes fuck off" Hermione says from behind me, and I look back at her in shock, since when did she use that kind of language?

"Whoa get in there 'Mione" The female Weasley calls, cheers erupt from around the hall just as I feel her lips crash down on my own again, I smirk against her lips, deepening it, my tongue flicking out and entering her mouth. Relishing in the feeling of her warm tongue.

Suddenly I know it is time, I pull back dropping down to my knees in front of her, pulling out a ring that has been in my pocket for the past two months "Hermione Granger I love you dearly, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife" I ask her softly, the words totally uncharacteristic for me, it almost hurts to expose the tenderness.

I look up, waiting patiently for her answer "Yes" she cries, tears pooling in her eyes, I nod, slipping it on her finger and standing up. I lean in pressing my forehead against her own, kissing her nose lightly.

"I have a confession" Potter says loudly, and I groan, what is so important he has to ruin our moment for?

I turn to look at him, as does Hermione "I'm in love with Minerva, we have been sleeping together for the past few months" he announces, I look at him disgusted, I feel sick to my stomach.

Lol I couldn't resist the Harry/Minerva pairing and yes I did use a paragraph from the book :)

Review please.. I may turn this into a three shot!