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The long and winding road to love	By : FlorenceWeasleySnape Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 6318 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 9: When Severus met Hermione

Hey! Well� here is chapter 9. I�ve
written till chapter 13 so far.

I am obliged by my conscience to send a
hug to my beta reader Lily Malfoy and to my friend Kairi who I�ve been
neglecting.

What do you think about the story? Do
you like it so far? Don�t be shy; send a review!

Well� anyhow� here it is; chapter 9�
enjoy!

Chapter 9: When Severus met Hermione

After minutes of timioks,oks, they managed to speak
about the problems they thought the future will bring. What was done was done...
and they had to cope with the consequences of their actions.

�Adultery is punished with death,� Hermione shyly
said, while warming her hands near the roaring fire.

�I know,� he coldly said, while standing at the other
side of the room. He felt the coldness of the area, being several metres away
from the heat the fire provided. Then again, his body was, at the moment, as
cold as his soul.
�What are we going to do?� she tried to calmly ask,
but her attempts, so far, hadn�t been at all successful.

�Miss Granger, please, stop
talking. You are giving me a headache,� he shouted, looking straight into her
eyes. Those big brown pools of honesty she used in order to see, �Could you
please stop asking me questions? Weren�t you a know-it-all? Go to the library;
search for answers in books. I am sure they have been very useful so far,� he
said out loud, turning his back to her.

Hermione, however, remained still and stiff. She was
his wife, for God�s sake. How dare he speak to her like that?

�Professor Snape, I fail to understand the reason of
your bitterness, but I am now your wife and even though you do not care about
me and I do not worship you, I deserve your respect,� she firmly said.

�How stupid can you be, you foolish little girl? Don�t
yee tee that the entire school will know about our little affair on Monday
morning? Can�t you succeed in realizing that if we do not consummate this
meaningless marriage, this school will be devoured by the darkest Death Eaters
in the Ministry of Magic? We cannot let Dumbledore down; we cannot let the
Wizarding world down. But then again, the situation is very delicate. I am not
mistaken in assuming that you are a virgin, am I?� he asked, the gap between
them had become ler.ler.

�No, Sir,� she replied, her cheeks flushed.

�Do you understand the delicacy of the circumstances,
Miss Granger? If we do consummate our marriage, students will make fun of you.
Needless to say that no one will know about your heroic crusade against Dark
Wizards� will you be able to make this incredible sacrifice, Miss Granger� will
you?� he asked, his feet only a metre away from hers.

It took a couple of minutes for Hermione to answer.
She had promised herself not to make any decision out of instinct. But, all the
same, her answer had to be �yes�.

�Yes, Sir,� was all she said.

�Undress, Miss Granger,� he ordered, starting to
unbutton his own black robes.

�What?� she asked in shock. He stared at her for a
second or two, trying to explain his motives through his eyes. Her own hand travelled
immediately to the beginning of her robes, as if his silent explanation had
been enough.

Slowly, they started to remove their clothes. It
seemed ritual the way in which their robes were unbuttoned and unzipped. Were they
silently praying for something to happen in order for them not to go through
with it? Did they feel guilty? Did they feel ashamed?

Severus Snape had never been a man of many women. In
his days as a young Death Eater, he had devoured the innocence of many girls.
But he hadn�t harmed a single soul in twenty years and he was feeling a little
self-conscious about his body, about his wrinkles, about his flaccid member,
about every defect he had been so keen to find. Little did he know that he had
a torso most men would be jealous of.

Hermione Granger�s face was red as blood. She hadn�t
looked in her husband�s direction yet, but it was the first time she would
allow someone to watch her nude. She timidly looked down at her chest, only to
find two little mountains there. The breasts she hated so much.

�Why wasn�t I blessed with a decent body?� she said to
herself. It wasn�t the first time Snape had seen her naked; in fact they had
been closed to making love in the past. She did not know that, of course. But
this was the ultimate step. After that night, they would become partners not
only in crime but in life. And that scared the both of them; especially
Severus.

She had only her knickers on, now; her two small hands
entirely covering her chest. She turned around to face Severus who was still
looking at himself in the nearest mirror when he caught a glimpse of the beauty
behind him; of the childlike aura she possessed.

It was then, when they completely understood the
weight of their choices.

He turned around; the mirror in which he had seen
Hermione now revealed his back and his bottom. He had a huge back and a very
slim waist, but Hermione wasn�t paying too much attention to the mirror. His
shaft was entirely visible now. For the second time in less than a week, she
felt her knees turned to jelly.

Gradually, he started walking to where she was, taking
little steps in her direction. His feet were bare and the stone floor felt icy,
for the first time in a very long time.

They were now only inches apart; his organ was now
rigid and wet. And so were Hermione�s knickers.

�You should take them off,� he commanded, introducing
a finger through the elastic waist. She was too scared to say anything. He
could tell. Patiently, he went on his knees and little by little he took her
underwear off. All that was left of Hermione�s clothes were gone now, leaving
Severus face to face with her soaked cavity.

�Miss Granger, let me carry you to the bedroom,� he
whispered into her ear. This was an obligation, but he would make it
pleasurable for her. It was her first time, after all.

He didn�t wait for a nod, but he lifted her up from
the floor to his arms. He started walking towards his own chambers with his
nude wife in his arms.

Was Severus Snape following tradition? He was, indeed,
carrying his wife in his arms to the bed in which he would remove her
virginity. A gift he owned by right; a present, he kept reminding himself, she
had agreed to give him.

He softly placed Hermione on his silk black sheets.
She was scared; she started to shake immediately, onl only because of the
freezing atmosphere in his room but because of the funny feeling the cloth
created between her legs.

�Are you cold, Miss Granger?� he kindly asked, trying
not to look too fond of her stiff nipples. She nodded, what else was there for
her to do. He muttered a quick spell under his breath and pointing with his
wand towards the fireplace, the frozen chambers unfroze.

She was lying on his bed; her elbows supporting her whole
body weight. Her brown curls collapsed on her cheek; her brown eyes even bigger
with fright.

He positioned himself under the covers, but with a
hand on his chest, she made him stop.

�I want to see you,� she confessed; her voice barely a
whisper. Was that the Hermione Granger that used to raise her hand constantly
in class? Was that the annoying Gryffindor Head Girl that had confessed her
urge to kill herself?

He could see the lust in her eyes; the innocence was
gone. Her chest was now totally exposed and slowly but gently, he took her left
nipple on her mouth, devouring the rosy flesh like a hungry dog.

Severus Snape, Hogwarts most feared Potion�s Master,
had let his mask fall. His body was incredibly sculpted by years of hard
training and his muscles reflected not only wisdom but determination. She liked
that. He could be a bastard to her sometimes, but he was her bastard now.

He started tracing a path of kisses through her belly,
kindly approachins mas main objective. She was soaked in her own juices, and
she was praying for him to touch her there. Fast enough, Severus decided to
caress the thin lips between her legs.

He positioned himself between them in order to have
full access to wet cavity. He licked her entrance gently, penetrating her with
her tongue, as if showing her how much pleasure he could give her.

She moaned sat satisfaction; it was the first time
she had ever acted in such a way in front of a man.

�Miss Granger,� he said, emerging from under her
curls, his head now resting on her chest, �This may hurt,� he said, preparing
her for the pain he would inflict on her. And then, he noticed. He hadn�t
kissed her. He was going to rip her without even demonstrating that he was able
to care for something.

Leaning forward he kissed her neck first, licking his
way through her mouth, which was twice smaller than his. He greedily tasted her
lips; their tongues passionately rustling with one another.

And then, she knew it was time to wave her innoc
go
goodbye.

�It�s for Hogwarts,� they kept saying to themselves,
from time to time when the pleasure decreased to a level that allowed
reflection.

Their hips collided, and Severus kindly introduced his
member into her entrance, playing with her lubricating juices. He was easing
the pain with soft kisses on the neck occaoccasional squeezes on her nipples.
He knew they drove her to the edge of madness; she kept rolling her eyes
despite the pain.

He smoothly broke the barrier between him and
pleasure; the barrier that was her virginity. A little river of blood emerged
from Hermione�s insides. And though it looked painful to Severus, he noticed
the relief on Hermione�s face. That expression meant green lights in muggle
English.

He started thrusting in and out, increasing the speed gradually.
He was trying so hard not to come� so hard.

Her repetitive moans of pleasure as well as the
tightness surrounding his member were a lot for him to handle. Lucky for him,
Hermione came shortly after midnight, gasping for air near his
ear.

That was enough. Quickly thrusting in and out of his
wife�s body, he came into her with one last push.

Breathing hard, he collapsed beside her.

�We are married now, Miss Granger,� he whispered into
her ear, his eyes closed. He was playwithwith her ear with his huge nose and
she did not dislike the idea of spending countless hours enjoying her husband�s
experience on sex.

�Yes we are,� she alleged, surrounding his waist with
her slender legs, �Let�s not talk now,� was all she said.

And covering the both of them with the blood stained
sheets, they made love. Not because they had to, but because they wanted to.
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