She knew she had it somewhere. It couldn't be lost. Especially now. He would kill her if he knew she had taken it. Now she had to get it back before he realized it was gone. But where could the blasted book be? Not with her school books. She upturned her trunk. Not there either. Throwing clothes everywhere in the dorm, she still had not found it. Her book bag? Emptying the contents, she started ripping her hair out as it was not there either. She had looked everywhere and the book was nowhere to be found. She was a goner, dead meat, rabbit fodder. He would hex her to oblivion or worse. Frustrated and crying, she sat on her bed, head in her hands. A familiar male voice came from the doorway. Looking up, she him, book in hand, looking ready for revenge with his trademark smirk.

"Looking for this Miss Granger?" The devilish gleam in his eyes was hard to miss.

"Professor Snape, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take it."

"Oh, really? So it just jumped into your school bag, did it?"

She couldn't answer to that. He walked closer to her, stopping when he was mere inches from her. She could feel his breath on her face. "Professor . . ."

"Miss Granger, you shall be punished for this." He smiled at her.

"I, uh, um . . ."

He dropped the book on the floor and pushed her onto her bed. She did not resist. "There is only one punishment I can think of love," he said quietly to her as he settled himself on top of her.

"And what's that?" she inquired somewhat confusedly.

"I think you already know," he responded before kissing her soundly.

Maybe 'borrowing' the book from him was a good thing after all, she thought to herself as she deepened the kiss.