Working at Hogwarts was basically a dream come true. You'd always enjoyed your time there as a student, so why wouldn't you agree to become the professor for Defence Against The Dark Arts?

You were obviously expecting to see some familiar faces, but one definitely caught you by surprise. Severus Tobias Snape. It was certainly....awkward seeing him again. After all, you hadn't exactly been the nicest to him when you were in school. You never went as far as James and his friends, but you were still a little shit. Unfortunately for you, he hadn't forgotten. And he seemed like the type of person to hold a grudge. Wonderful.

Your relationship started off basically non-existent. He'd act cold to you during staff meetings (to be fair, he was cold towards basically everyone), not even try to acknowledge you in the hallways, and on the rare occasion he did decide to acknowledge you, it was usually so he could correct you in that sharp tone he always did.

But slowly, things started shifting.

You weren't expecting anything to happen between you two, but after a Potions and Defence Against The Dark Arts class had to merge for some project, the forced proximity made something change. And it all came to a head when he kissed you after the students had gone back to their dormitories.

Since that night, you'd been secretly 'meeting up' in each other's chambers for....totally innocent activities. It felt silly, sneaking around like a couple of hormonal teenagers as fully grown adults, but it wasn't exactly professional for two teachers to be hooking up in school. Tonight was no different, as you practically dragged Snape into your room.

"Merlin's sake, Professor," he drawled, his voice mocking, but betrayed by the faint curl of his lips. He always acted like he was so above doing this, but he still allowed himself to be pulled inside before watching you shut the door. "One might think you've been deprived of company for decades."