The Fireplace Shadow

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any related characters; they are the property of JK Rowling. I am merely obsessed and like to borrow them occasionally, so please do not sue me. I am making absolutely no profit from this story.

A/N: Thank you so much to those of you who left reviews! I really appreciate it. I always welcome any comments, suggestions, advice, or even criticism that the readers may have. It helps to know that you're on the right track, lol. Now, pucker up, because without further ado, I proudly present chapter 5! EnJoY!

Warning: Adult Situations; if this bothers you in any way please skip this chapter.

Chapter 5

The Fireplace Shadow

By the time Hermione got back to her room that night, she was crying so hard she couldn't control it. She had wanted so badly for Severus to kiss her again, but this was not how she had imagined it. She was in love with him. She knew that now; there was no way rejection would hurt this much if she wasn't. Her mind, body, and soul felt like they were being ripped apart. The pain was so horrible she wanted nothing more than to crawl into a corner and die.

The warm stream of a shower should have helped, but Hermione didn't feel any better. She pulled back the covers on her bed and curled up, hugging her pillow. It was a long time before Hermione cried herself to sleep.

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For the second time that year, the fireplace in the Head Girl's room glowed green, and a tall shadow stepped out. He slinked over to the side of Hermione's bed and gently stroked her cheek. Hermione had not been asleep very long, and the sudden touch roused her from her dreams. The sleepy girl looked up, and her eyes widened at what she saw. Severus was standing over her in her bedroom!

"Pro... Professor," she stammered, not sure how she should react. "What are you..." Before she could finish her sentence, Severus bent down and grazed her lips with his. It started out soft, but his kiss was quickly intensifying, filling her senses. Hermione was utterly confused. What is he doing here? Didn't he just make it clear that nothing would ever happen between us? Wait a minute! Is he using me? Does he think he can stroll in here and play with my emotions whenever he feels like it?

Hermione was angry now, and she roughly pushed Severus away from her bed. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, intent on throwing him out. Severus, however, had other ideas. He recoiled from the shove very quickly and grabbed her legs, which were now hanging off the side of the bed, and wrapped them around his waist. Hermione tried to scream at him, but he quickly claimed her mouth again. His tongue pushing inside her protesting mouth and exploring with a hungry rage.

Snape had her pinned to the bed, and he was far stronger than Hermione. Her struggles almost went completely unnoticed as his hands began to wander over her curves. One hand quickly found her breast and began kneading it, stopping to tease her hardened nipple. Hermione found her struggles lessening as she began to give in to his touch. As angry as she was with this man, she loved him more. As the fire raged inside of her, she knew she could no longer resist. She wanted him, and if this was the last night they spent together, then at least she would have it to remember him by.

Hermione began returning his kisses with all the pent up passion she was feeling. Her hands quickly found the clasp on his robes and began working on his buttons. One of Severus' hands had found its way between her legs and had penetrated her folds. His long fingers were dipping inside of her and spreading her juices all over, stopping only to tease her clit. Hermione was now gasping and whimpering into his mouth, unable to stop the sounds she was making. Her body was rising to meet each thrust of his fingers. She had finally managed to get his shirt open and was pleasantly surprised at how nicely he was built. His frame was strong and lean with just a shadow of black hair.

As Severus continued to pleasure her, she could feel herself losing control. Her body was now thrashing wildly and unrestrained. Severus' mouth had moved to her neck and was now caressing her with his tongue. The sensations were shooting all over her body, and she couldn't hold back anymore. She screamed with the strength of her release, screaming out Severus' name.

Hermione was breathing heavily, still trying to recover from her orgasm when she felt a new sensation between her legs and her eyes snapped open. Hermione looked down and realized that Severus was licking her clean. His tongue was lapping up every drop carefully. As much as she was relishing this new sensation, Hermione was starting to feel guilty for not pleasuring him. She reluctantly moved away from him and pulled him up to face her. Their lips met for the briefest moment before she guided him to lie on his back on the bed. Her hands moved towards his waist and started undoing his pants.

Hermione carefully watched his face as she did this, somewhat disappointed by the neutral expression he was displaying. His eyes were completely glazed and unreadable. Hermione pulled his pants down, as he lifted his hips to help her, and finally released his erection. She just stared at it for a few moments, she had never seen a naked man before, and Severus was larger than she had imagined. The tip of his penis was red from being hard for so long and a drop of moisture rested at the top. Hermione carefully ran her fingers along his shaft, a little unsure of what to do. She began massaging his length gently, moving the moisture around to completely lubricate him. As she became more certain of her movements, she tightened her grip and moved her other hand to massage his balls.

Remembering Severus tasting her earlier, she began to wonder what he tasted like. She looked at his face again, saddened by her lack of an affect on him. He was still completely neutral and had yet to make a single sound or under a single word.

Dammit! The bastard might as well be asleep! she thought angrily. Is the man completely incapable of showing any positive emotions?! He's insufferable!

Determined now more than ever to please the man she loved, Hermione lowered her mouth and kissed the tip of his erection. Her hands continued to massage the lower part of his length and his balls as her mouth took him in slowly. She swirled her tongue around him, caressing him with her lips and softly teasing him with her teeth. As she continued her ministrations she was rewarded with the sound of Severus' breathing intensifying. Small groans were starting to resound in the room. Finding encouragement from this, Hermione increased her speed. It wasn't long before she felt him trembling as the force of his orgasm hit him. His warm seeds spilled into her mouth, and she did her best to get as much of it as possible. She loved how he tasted and didn't want to waste any of his salty juices. She was about to lick him clean when he jerked away. Hermione looked up just in time to see Severus lose his balance and fall off the edge of the bed, legs flying in the air. CRASH! His hand had swung and hit her beside lamp, sending it smashing to the floor.

"What the fuck..." hollered Severus. Hermione quickly jumped off the bed and rushed to his side, kneeling down next to him.

"Oh Merlin! Are you all right, Severus?" Severus sat up very swiftly and stared at her, a look of pure confusion on his face. Hermione just stared at him, desperately trying to figure out what had gotten into him.

"What the fuck is going on here, Miss Granger!" he hissed. "Where am I and why are..." Severus suddenly looked down with wide eyes, as if just realizing that his pants were down around his knees. He quickly stood up and fastened his pants.

"Severus, are you okay?" asked Hermione, very concerned at his behaviour.

"Miss Granger!" he barked. "I thought I was very clear earlier that you are to show me respect!" Hermione's anger came rolling back like thunder.

"Well, you sure as hell didn't seem to mind when I was screaming it in the throes of passion!" she hissed back, venom dripping from her voice. Severus looked like she had suddenly slapped him in the face, and for the first time in his life, he was truly lost for words. He tore his eyes away from her and quickly spotted his robes on the other side of the bed. He walked around her to retrieve them and pulled out some Floo powder from his pocket. Realizing that he intended to leave, Hermione made a mad dash for the fireplace, but Severus' speed and agility were far greater than hers. In a flash of green, he was gone.

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A/N: Okay, I know what you're thinking: that was a really short chapter! It just kind of happened that way, it doesn't fit with the next chapter and I wanted to keep it separate from the previous chapter. So think of it as a companion to chapter 4. Or you can think of it as stand-alone-smut. Either way that's all there is, sorry.

Lotsa Love, CyanaWhite