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Memories of Deception	By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The feel of her beneath him, urging him on with hands and legs and lips was like nothing he had ever experienced, not even with her. There had always been something holding him back from losing himself fully in her, and of course she had never before been in his arms so willingly, so freely as she was now. He could feel the fingers of one hand twist in his hair, the nails of the other scoring his back as he gently thrust into her.
Snape could hardly believe she would want to be with him, like this, even knowing how he himself had primed her to feel such things for him. He'd been so sure she would recoil at seeing him fully for the first time, and had been completely unprepared for the rush of emotion that had swept over him when she had pressed her mouth to his scarred chest. He vaguely remembered scrabbling for the wand that he'd dropped onto the desk at some point and transfiguring something into a bed, but couldn't recall actually getting onto it.
If it hadn't been for the images she had flung at him he would never had agreed to this, but as it was now, he would be unable to refuse anything she asked of him. He'd meant to stop her after that first kiss she'd given him, he really had, but along with the sight of his dead body he'd also been bombarded with the distress over what she'd been through in the future, as well as her terror that he would deny her this one last chance to be together. He'd realised she needed this, and hoped that it would help her get closure after he was gone.
Snape was doing his best to pretend he couldn't see the drops of water on her lashes, but every time he pulled back, the sight of them tugged at the heart he had long though shrivelled and dead. Instead he tried to distract himself with the taste of her soft lips, or the way she moaned breathily when he ran his tongue along her collarbone. He held the weight of his upper body off the lithe form under him by his forearms that rested near her shoulders, his fingers tangled in the hair that was spread across the sheets, but one thumb rested on her cheek, unconsciously stroking from her jaw across to the corner of her mouth and back.
Her legs moved up higher around his waist, letting him push deeper into her. After a few moments Snape stilled, knowing that he was too close to the edge but determined to take her with him. She moaned in disappointment as he pushed himself up onto his knees, lifting one of her slender legs onto his shoulder and pressing a kiss to the inside of her ankle. With a tug on her hips he pulled her down the bed, burying himself inside her once again. He began to move, more slowly this time, reaching down with one hand to where they were joined. Her sudden gasp told him he had found the right spot, and soon she was writhing before him, undulating her pelvis in time with the light strokes across her clitoris.
He knew from previous experience that she was nearly there, and strained with the effort of keeping the rhythm steady, wanting to push her over before he could no longer hold himself back. Soon her back was arching, and her hands were scrabbling at his chest, trying to find some part of him to grab onto. The eyes that had been watching him half-lidded as he worked to please her now closed and her head went back. Fingers that had been seeking his skin wrapped around his wrists and squeezed hard as she moaned out her pleasure, his name on her lips.
She was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, and suddenly he wanted to hold her, to press his body as close as he could get to hers as he came. Falling forwards he dug his hands under her shoulders to pull her tight against him, encouraging her to wrap her arms and legs around him once again. The speed and strength of his thrusts increased until he was pounding into her furiously, her cries only urging him on. When he finally came he buried his face in her shoulder, biting her roughly, trying to stifle the pathetic sob that threatened to tear from his throat.
For a long moment after the tremors that had wracked both their bodies had subsided they continued to lie there, every part of their bodies touching, and as close as two people could physically be to each other. Snape could feel her fingers lazily caressing his back as they both struggled to catch their breath. He knew his weight must be too heavy for her, although she lay uncomplaining underneath him. Perhaps she, like him, didn't want this moment to end, knowing what was to come after. But it must, he thought as he lifted his head to look at her. They both had things to do. She had the rest of her life to live, and soon enough he would meet the end of his.
It's better this way, he thought as he tenderly stroked her hair. I only hope you can come to see that sooner rather than later. Unaware of the maudlin turn of his thoughts she smiled sleepily up at him, turning her head to press a kiss into his palm. She looked as sated as he felt, and his chest ached at the thought that soon he would be beyond such experiences as this, beyond the ability to love her.
I love her… he suddenly realised. The feelings had been there for some time, but he had been unwilling to face them until now… when it was too late. He rolled to the side, taking her with him so that her head came to rest on his chest as her legs twined so naturally with his. Even more reason why my death is necessary. She'll be sure to realise that this, that I, am not what she wants soon enough. I can't go through this all again, not after Lily. He was sure he'd not be strong enough to let her go, not after knowing what it was like to lie next to her, naked and slick with their combined sweat.
This is the only way… he told himself again, more forceful this time, as he tried to brush aside the thought of taking her and running. Better to die now that to live to see her infatuation with him turn to hate and disgust.
Hermione's arm lay across his chest, her fingers idly playing with the ends of his hair, and as he turned his head to look down at her he couldn't help but smile at the sight of her, relaxed and half-asleep curled up next to him. If only… For a few minutes he indulged in his dream of a future with her, imagining a world where they were both whole and undamaged, where they could forget the horrors of the one they had left behind. The moment was broken when she shifted in his arms to look up at the clock, her eyes suddenly aware and uneasy. Stupid fantasies…
"Se… Severus…" she whispered worriedly. His arms tightened involuntarily around her as she spoke his name. "We're almost out of time. I'm not sure exactly when you came to get me, but it has to be soon, considering how much we had… have got to get through before you call the meeting." Her arm dropped to his waist and she burrowed her face into his chest. "Not that I want to move from here, but…"
"Neither do I, but we must," he said, pulling her up to kiss her tenderly once more. The eager gleam in her eyes told him that if it wasn't for the lack of time he'd be in danger of a repeat performance. "What do you need?"
She rolled over onto her stomach, completely unabashed by her nakedness, and propped her chin in one palm. Her eyes were serious, although there was something in their expression that told him he wasn't about to hear the whole truth.
"I need access to your stores, anything that will heal. There are so many injured…" She trailed off, a far-away look in her eye, and he did not need to look into her mind to realise she was thinking of him. The arm that was still slung over his waist squeezed gently. Snape trailed a finger gently down the side of her face and she came back to him with a start.
"Sorry… I, uh… I think, considering the time, it's best if you let me into your stores and let me figure out what is best to take. You need to get ready and show me what I need to know."
"And what is that, exactly."
She smiled, "I'm sure you'll figure it out for yourself. Just don't forget to call a meeting to see if anyone knows where Harry is. You need to give me time to meet the boys, as well as wait for the Order to arrive."
"And then?"
For a moment she looked unsure of what to say. "Just do what you think best. It'll all work out the way it should."
If he was surprised that she did not seem to be doing something that would change his future, he did not show it. She used the device for a whole year, she is more than aware of the consequences of meddling with time. He could not help the flash of disappointment that coursed through him at the thought that she hadn't cared enough to try anyway.
He sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and trying to ignore the feeling of loss as her arm fell from his waist, as well as the hurt that had crossed her face as he'd pulled away so abruptly from her. "Get dressed then, we should not waste any more time."
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