Summary: Hermione is still dealing with the after affects of what happened on Halloween. She is so confused and unsure of the decision she knows is looming in front of her.
Characters/Pairings: Hermione/Snape, Hermione/Ron
Word Count: 414
Can the Order post to Tumblr?: sure why not?
Hermione gazed out the window. She knew he was there watching her. He was always watching her. Ron and Harry stopped trying to get her to respond to them. Crossing her arms across her chest, she sighed.
Ron told her it didn’t matter. He loved her. He would marry her any day she said. Harry said he would support her completely, and that he would happily go stake Snape through the heart a few times. She had listened outside of the room they were in a few times. Ron made a stupid joke about the situation. She nearly lost her control and went in to attack him as he said in the poorest vampire voice he could muster, "I vahnt to sahk your blahd!"
They rarely left her alone in the house, but tonight they both went out. She knew they were going to get a drink and try to discuss what they were going to do with her. A laugh escaped her lips, “As if they could do something with me.”
She turned from the window and went and sat down in a chair facing the fire. “What exactly do you think they would do with you?”
The silky voice caressed her skin. She did not jump when his hands moved down her arms. She leaned back into the chair and let his hands caress her bared skin, skimming across her neck. “I have no idea,” she responded honestly.
“Have you decided what you are going to do with yourself yet?”
He moved around in front of her and stared her in the eyes. He was waiting for further permission before touching her more.
She shook her head. “It’s all so confusing. I don’t even have enough books to cover the emotions that I am feeling.”
His silky laugh washed over her. “Ms. Granger, by all means let your academic mind decide if you want a lifetime of pleasure or someone who does not know how to pleasure you.”
She leaned forward, drawn in by his words. She let her lips cover his, for the first time in a willing kiss.
It was all the encouragement he needed before pulling her up and ravishing her mouth. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he held her close. He pulled back and gazed at her red, swollen lips. He guided her to the window and apparated them away.