Chapter 29: Enough Steam To Power A Train

As Professor Umbridge's intent became much more clear over the passing few weeks Hermione became more worried about how long it would be before Severus lost control over himself and possibly killed the contemptible cow. The truest test of his patience had come in the form of said "contemptible cow" storming into his Advanced Potions Classroom to gloat about having taken the position he had originally wanted.

"You applied first for the Defense Against The Dark Arts Position?" asked Umbridge with a smirk as she checked her meager little clip board.

"Yes." replied Snape trying his hardest to bite back the full brunt of his sarcasm.

"And you were unsuccessful?" asked Umbridge still with that smirk of hers.

Hermione could already see Snape's eyes glowing red as the fury in him continued to build.

Again he did his best to bite back his rage and tempter down his sarcasm.

"Obviously." he replied not even bothering to conceal the fact that he was rolling his eyes.

Hermione could see the rage radiating off him in waves. Ron Weasley had the unfortunate luck of being something of an outlet for the furious man as Snape cracked the laughing boy over the head with a book. The bushy haired witch had been glad that was as far as he lover got in terms of expressing his seething rage. The last thing they needed was the toad taking an interest in Snape's behaviors particularly his after hours behaviors should she ever perceive him a threat to her obvious power trip or Minister Fudge's.

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After class Hermione lagged back waiting for all the other students to exit before the closed Snape's door and warded it heavily. He was barely holding on to his sky rocketing rage to the point of his eyes glowing full on red and a low growl being emitted from deep within his throat. Hermione had waved her wand casting the strongest silencing charm she knew and before she was done Snape had all but pounced on her.

The Potions Master had shed his trade mark attire in seconds and pulled the inquisitive young witch into his arms.

He let out a low growl and she giggled feeling it vibrate against the flesh of her newly exposed neck.

"Do you think this is wise with her barely being out of the classroom?" asked Hermione between kisses.

Snape's only reply was another growl as he hastily cleared his desk and lifted the now completely naked witch onto the black hardwood desk.

"Yessss." hissed Snape pressing his heated pale body into her slender frame.

A few more rounds of heated kisses and Snape was only seconds from entering her.

"Wait." said Hermione remembering the contraceptive charm in time.

Snape growled again after the charm was in place and roughly entered the witch with his impatience showing. Hermione let out a sharp gasp feeling him stretch her like before. It had been so long since that last encounter at 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Severus." she said clawing at the pale flesh of his back.

Snape dug his fingernails into the hardwood desk below them as he began to thrust into the willing young witch below him. His actions were rough and purely selfish by this point the needs of the beast out weighing the man's need to show affection to his lover. Claiming the witch was all he had been worried about as he continued to pound into her.

Hermione could hardly keep up with the intensity of her lover. Umbridge had done a number on his patience and he had none left to deal with when it came to the act of rerouting his apparent aggression. The Potions Professor continued to dig his hands into the desk leaving claw marks as surely as Hermione had left them upon his back.

"Yessss." hissed Snape then he followed the hiss with a guttural growl. "My witch."

Hermione had not know wither or not she like this aggressive aspect of their love making but she couldn't argue with the brutal way he seemed to pound out her pleasure. She supposed what mattered to her had been the fact that they were together after so long. The only pity was that it took the annoyance of Dolores Umbridge to drive him into her arms once more.

"Severus!" shouted Hermione leaning her head back against the desk.

Snape apparently had not been comfortable taking her on the desk and lifted her with ease until they went crashing down to the floor. It didn't bother him how hard he landed on his back, he simply continued thrusting up into the young witch with reckless abandon.

"Severus!" said Hermione running her fingers down his lean pale chest.

She couldn't get over the newly acquired muscle tone that made him appear all the more appealing. She couldn't explain why she had become even more attracted to his animalistic nature. The bushy haired witch whimpered as Snape shifted his weight without disengaging from her. She found herself with her back pressed into the hard floor below as he towered above her pounding into her just as hard and relentless as before.

The Potions Master's eyes had begun to glow as before and a low howl escaped him as he released deep into the young witch. Hermione let out a scream as Snape's brutal, but welcome lovemaking came to an end dragging her release with his. Covered with sweat and with their respective hair soaked and sticking to their foreheads Snape continued to tower above the witch. Obsidian met amber and Snape kissed her softly on the lips perhaps in a bid to make up for his wolfish side taking over their act.

His breathing was deep and ragged like hers had been as he looked down at her now with concern etched across his pale face.

"D-Did I hurt you?" he asked.

Hermione nodded knowing it did no good to lie to him.

"I-I..I apologize." he said ashamed of letting his baser nature get the better of him.

"It wasn't all your fault, I should never have teased you during class." she replied with something of a smile filed across her lovely face.

Snape took another deep breath and withdrew from the witch causing her to whimper a bit from both the pain from the rawness he had left behind and the loss of intimate contact with her lover. She reached up in apparent desperation and wrapped her arms around his neck in a bid to keep him in place.

"You need a healing potion." he said once more coming to his senses.

"I know." she replied grateful that he had thought of it at least.

They shared a few more heated kisses and Snape finally dislodge himself from her grasp.

He left her cold and wishing for when he would hurry up and return to her.

Snape came back moments later still as naked as she was with healing potion and a special kind of salve he had made himself from his private labs. He got back down on the floor with the witch first handing her the healing potion to drink and then applying the salve to her bruised skin with his hands. Hermione nearly drifted off to sleep as he massaged her aching muscles and bruised flesh. The witch had been shocked when Snape added a some of the salve to her fingers and used it to ease the inner ache she was feeling as a result of his actions. She gasped at the cold paste he administered with his long pale fingers.

She had found herself experiencing yet another release as a result of his antics. She had no doubt in her mind that he'd been doing it on purpose, Snape simply smiled rather wickedly and cast a cleaning charm on them both before he returned their clothing to their proper places on their respective bodies.

"I have to meet Harry and the others later." she said not at all wishing to leave but knowing all too well that she could not linger, especially not with the pink toad on the prowl.

"Dumbledore's Army business, I am very well aware of your little pass time, Miss Granger." said Snape in a purring tone.

Hermione arched an eyebrow at him in challenge.

"What you think we Professors are in league to stop you?" asked Snape seemingly amused. "Don't be absurd...contrary to what you may want to believe no one likes Umbridge...it seems she is even more of an unpopular sort than I."

"Well, at least she's good for something." remarked Hermione.

She gave her secret lover one final kiss before they were to resume the roles of Professor and student if only for everyone else's benefit.

"Mind your temper." said the bushy haired witch with a mischievous grin. "I wouldn't want to have to leave the meeting just to quell the beast."

"It's not my fault Umbridge is a bigger dunderhead than any first year I have ever taught." said Snape gritting his teeth at the mention of the contemptible cow with a toad-like face.

"I mean it Severus." said Hermione narrowing her eyes at him. "Control yourself."

"I'm the master of self-control." said Snape folding his arms across his ebony clad chest.

Hermione looked at the mess he made of his desk in the heat of the moment. And shook her head.

"Well, "Master of self-control" don't forget to clean up before anyone comes in here." she said pointing to the tossed parchments and writing instruments rolling about the castle floor.

Snape rolled his eyes. Of course she had him there, but that was a matter of a different sort.

"One of these days I am going to figure out the secret to this wolf thing." he said annoyed with his predicament once again.

He waved his wand and restored everything to the way it was before his laps in control resulted in heated and not to mention rough sex with Hermione Granger.

"Will there be anything else, Professor?" asked Hermione in her mock innocent student tone.

"Yes." replied Snape with his face as blank as ever. "Detention tonight in the dungeons...and Miss Granger before I forget...five points from Gryffindor for teasing your professor."

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him.

"Git." she said feeling annoyed herself in that moment.

"What was that, Miss Granger?" asked Snape in his usual Professor tone.

"Nothing Professor." replied Hermione as politely as she could manage.

"Better make that ten points." said Snape. "That way it'll be more convincing...and don't be late for detention Miss Granger...One would hate to be the reason their so called house loses the house cup at the end of the term."

Hermione was more than a little flustered when she stormed out of the classroom.

Snape chuckled some with his mood significantly improved after all that. Apparently bedding a student was good for something after all. It was too bad he had to be a bloody out of control werewolf in a bid to experience it. He turned his attention to the numerous rolls of parchment and rolled his eyes.

Why the hell did he have to give extra homework on a Friday?

. Then again it had been worth the hand cramp that came with excess grading just to take Potter down a peg or two.