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Precious Mudblood	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 79307 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
- 1-Precious Mudblood
- 2-Ch 2
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
- 16-Ch 16
- 17-Ch 17
- 18-Ch 18
- 19-Ch 19
- 20-Ch 20
- 21-Ch 21
- 22-Ch 22
- 23-Ch 23
- 24-Ch 24
- 25-Ch 25
- 26-Ch 26
- 27-Ch 27
- 28-Ch 28
- 29-Ch 29
- 30-Ch 30
- 31-Ch 31
- 32-Ch 32
- 33-Ch 33
- 34-Ch 34
- 35-Ch 35
- 36-Ch 36
- 37-Ch 37
- 38-Ch 38
- 39-Ch 39
- 40-Ch 40
- 41-Ch 41
- 42-Ch 42 (edited. longer)
- 43-Ch 43
- 44-Ch 44
- 45-Ch 45
- 46-Ch 46
- 47-Ch 47
- 48-Ch 48
- 49-Ch 49
- 50-Ch 50
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- 76-Chapter 76
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- 79-Ch 79
- 80-Ch 80
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She woke up in the morning feeling
almost unbearably warm. There was..too much.. all around her.�

She wondered in her half dreaming
haze if she was perhaps wrapped in the duvet or something because she felt
pressed on hotly on all sides.�

Then she recognised the sensation of skin
pressed against hers, it was slick and sweaty and far far
too hot.�

She raised her head muzzily.�

She was half draped over Lord Voldemort,
who lay on his back, his head turned slightly toward her, eyes closed,
breathing slow and regular.� Her head
rested in the crook of his shoulder while his arm stretched out behind
her.�

Her own arm was slung over his chest, one leg curled over his thigh
possessively.

But that wasn�t all.

She also felt the heavy hot weight of professor Snape who was pressed
seamlessly up against her back, his face was tucked into her neck breathing
warmly against her and his arm stretched just below her own, around her to lay
palm down on the Dark Lords abdomen, his leg was raised and pressed below her
own but instead of curling over the
Dark Lords leg it was merely pressed against it.�

The angle nevertheless pressed his pelvis tightly against her ass and she could
feel a hot heavy weight that was quite obviously his morning erection.�

She gulped quietly.�

The Dark Lord sighed sleepily �Go
back to sleep, Hermione, it is not time to rise��

Everything felt hot and sticky and
now itchy too.� She wanted a shower.�

�It�s too hot� she whined
softly.�

�Ridiculous� Professor Snape
rumbled against her neck.� �It�s
wonderfully toasty.� Think positively.�

She felt his sleepy smirk.�

She tried to go back to sleep but
it really was intolerably hot.� She
couldn�t even cast a cooling charm because she didn�t have a wand anymore.�

Oh that was just IT.� She had to get out
of this bed or she was going to scream.�
It was TOO DAMN HOT. �

She struggled to drag herself up.�

Professor Snape�s arm at first pulled in and wrapped around her tightly,
stopping her from getting out but Lord Voldemort�s tired voice told him to let
her get up if she absolutely had
to.�

She climbed out of the covers with
difficulty, feeling as she went, professor Snape�s
hand brush down her spine and over her ass.�

She stood naked in the half light of the room, blissfully cool now and looked
back to see Professor Snape roll forward to curl against the Dark Lord who
twisted slightly in his half doze to wrap protectively around him.�

It was.. a peculiar but
lovely image.� She found herself feeling
privileged to be witness to this soft gentle moment and almost wished she had
stayed where she was between what had to be the two most brilliant wizards in
the world.�

Not to mention dead sexy, her mind tossed in unhelpfully.� She sighed.�
Cold shower it is.�

In the end though, when she got in
the bathroom she decided against a shower of any description and paid attention
to the enormous swimming pool-like bath, trying to figure out what all the
strange gold taps and nozzles did.� She
turned a few experimentally and tested the scent and texture of the liquid that
fell from the various golden tubes hanging over the corner of the large slate
enclosure.�

It appeared that the bath-pool was
enchanted to fill more quickly than would be possible if the laws of physics
held any sway over the relatively thin streams of water that fell from the
delicate golden tubes.�

She managed to run a tangerine and elderflower scented bath with large blue
mounds of foam at the perfect temperature and slipped into it sighing in
pleasure.

Against the left wall of the �bath�
a wide curved underwater shelf offered a comfortable surface to recline upon; the
angle perfect to allow her to lie with the water gently lapping at her chin..�

If she had a wand now she could
summon a glass of orange juice and a book to hover in front of her while she
soaked, she groused under her breath.�

She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to relax.�

Thoughts kept wanting to intrude on her mind.� Too many things she wasn�t attending to. Too many worries.�

She didn�t want to think about any
of them right now.� If she thought too
much then she might start panicking and that was almost certainly not going to
help anything very much.�

She almost jumped out of her skin
when the hand touched her brow, stroking away the moisture that had beaded
there.�

She looked up into the inverted
face of professor Snape.�

�May i join you� he inquired softly.

She smirked. �If it doesn�t bother
you to be a tangerine and elderflower scented death eater for the day,
Professor�

He raised one eyebrow and stepped
to the side of the �bath�, slipping a leg over the edge and lowering himself
into the heated depths.�

At that part of the small pool the water was quite deep.� He sank in up to his chest and swam a couple
of strokes over to her, sliding up onto the sloped shelf next to her.�

She was hit by a strange moment of unreality. She was having a bath with professor Snape.�

For a bizarre moment she almost wished Harry and Ron would come walking in and
pack a fit over it.�

�Are you alright, Hermione?�

She jolted, surprised and turned
to him.� He raised an eyebrow
questioningly at her.

�It�s..nothing..
it�s just I think that�s the first time you have ever called me anything other
than Miss Granger, Professor.�

He looked away. �Would you prefer
I didn�t call you by your given name, Miss Granger?� he asked in a more formal
tone with only the faintest tinge of resigned disappointment.

�No.. �
she blurted hurriedly.� �No.. I�d like you to...I�ve always wanted to hear you say my name, professor.� I�m sorry.�
I didn�t mean to give you that impression, I was just surprised.�

He turned to study her, his eyes betrayed that he was struggling with some
internal debate.�

Eventually he hesitantly, in a very soft voice, offered � �If you like.. you may call me Severus, Miss Gr-..Hermione�

He immediately looked away, turning his head to inspect the apparently
extraordinarily fascinating clouds passing overhead.�

�Severus� she tried it on for
size.�

He turned back to face her nervously and she saw him swallow.�

�Hermione..� He pronounced, and the hushed way he said
it was delicious.. it made
her name sound like some ancient guarded secret. ��say it again..� she
pleaded.�

�Hermione� he whispered, in a raw
voice.�

She lifted herself lightly in the
water and rolled, letting herself float over his body.

�I like the way it sounds when you say it..� she
murmured.�

She felt his hands brush over the
small of her back and then he caught her gently, slowly, as if he expected her
to struggle to get away and was prepared to release her again.� He cautiously pulled her down to press
against his body under the water.�

She raised her arms and let them drape over his shoulders, loosely curling
around his neck and lowered her head to rest on his warm damp chest.

After a moment he let his head drop and leaned his cheek against the top of her
head.� She thought she felt him sigh.�

They remained like that silently for some time until a thought occurred to Hermione.�

�Prof..� Severus?�
she asked

�Mm?� his chest rumbled against
her ear.

�Can I ask you a personal
question?�

She felt him tense.� He was silent for a while.�

�You can try. Perhaps I will answer it� he finally responded.�

She nodded, satisfied.�

�I wanted to know when you became close to the Dark Lord..�

He appeared to consider whether or
not he would answer.�

�I�m sorry.� She said quickly. �I
was just curious. It�s not important.� It�s
none of my business��

He spoke quietly, decisively.� �..I was a year younger than you are
now.� He was, to my perspective then, an
adult man - Perhaps as old as I am now; �which seemed quite old to me at the
time i suppose.�

�Lucius
brought me to him because..� well..� Lucius had been a ...friend
to me throughout school, he was a couple of years ahead of me and he took me
under his wing.� He protected me.. at least from the other Slytherin
purebloods.� I remember I was proud that Lucius Malfoy thought well of me.��

�He first took me to see the Dark
Lord at the end of my fifth year just before he graduated.��

�There were many reasons.. most of them are not important
anymore..or I would prefer not to talk about them at
least.� I was very... angry.. about a lot of things at the time
and Lucius thought I might benefit from the
association.�

I was also..quite able
in the dark arts and he thought that I might be of use to the Dark Lord in that
capacity.�

�-And of course my being of use would reflect favourably upon Lucius in the Dark Lord�s eyes.� Severus trailed off
pensively.

A few seconds later he continued, his voice softened with memory, �I remember
meeting him for the first time and feeling a sense of... awe.� The power
boiling off him in waves was so overwhelming.�
I wanted to know more about him.�

Hermione was suddenly reminded of
seeing Lord Voldemort in the ballroom for the first time. She had felt exactly
the same thing, except she was simultaneously appalled, trapped and terrified.

�I was of course, terrified� Severus
added, slightly sheepishly. �I had..heard ..certain things..
and then I was side-along�d
to a rather dark imposing hall and Lucius left me with him.��

�I thought he was going to kill me if he didn�t think I could be of use� �

Hermione suddenly lifted her head
and looked at her former professor with wide eyes.� How could their situations be so alike?!� Perhaps the Dark Lord had told him what to
say. �

His face looked almost vulnerable - alight with his most private memories, but
this was a man who had fooled Albus Dumbledore for decades apparently.�

She wished she could be sure.�

She wished she could trust professor
Snape again.� She so wanted to.�

She wanted to curl up in his arms and know
him.�

�Hermione?� he asked uncertainty
on his face.

�Nothing, it just touched a
chord.� Please don�t stop..�

He was silent for a while and then
he spoke

�He..wasn�t as I had expected.� Well.. in some ways perhaps.�
But he was interested.. �in me.� He wanted to know what I thought about things.� I
hadn�t experienced that attention much in my life at that point and it was
heady.�

By the time we had finished talking, he had offered to be my patron and I had
decided to become a potions master.�

�I had always had a great ability
in Potions, that I had to a large extent hidden from
professor Slughorn, because I knew even at that age that the man was a
despicable parasite with no true ability in his field, who would, if I allowed
it, steal my ideas and suck me dry.�

The dubious benefits of joining his �slug club� were no temptation to me. I had the Dark Lord�s support and a
position waiting for me after my apprenticeship.� �

He snorted. �Even my best effort
toward mediocrity was sufficient to earn Slughorn�s
outstanding.��

�Mm, I know� she murmured

�Hm?� Severus queried.�

�I�ve always known you were far far better than anyone got to see, professor.� It was a privilege whenever you would
demonstrate anything in class.�

I was so angry when Harry was using your book in Slughorn�s
class to get top marks. It was wrong.
Like cheating.�

He didnt understand why the amendments worked, he just followed the notes and took the
credit from slug, that slug.�

He was just itching for Harry to be a
potions prodigy.��

�I always suspected that it wasn�t
chance that that book ended up with Harry.�

I suspect Dumbledore because Slug would have simply stolen it and been done
with it if he�d known.� Ooh it was SO
irritating though.. Harry refused to give it up and he
would insult you while he was reading
it.�

I couldn�t say a word when I found out because he hated you so much that if I
had he might have destroyed it and that would have been a horrid waste.��

There was a long pause and then Severus
said in a peeved tone �..I am sorry that you lost your best friend, Hermione but I really did dislike that boy. Intensely�.�

�At first I thought it was merely
my memory of his wretched father coupled with the unfortunate fact that he was
apparently destined to kill someone I cared for greatly� that caused the almost visceral aversion,� but eventually I had to accept that it was
also to a large extent that he was a doomed brave hearted moron.� - He believed
so completely in everything he was told, never questioning, never seeking to
take control of his own fate.� Dumbledore
led him around by the nose since his very birth.��

�He hurt him - �you do realise that Miss Grang.. �

Severus sighed at the second slip
with her name he had made only minutes after she had offered him the more
personal form.� �Hermione turned and looked up at him
solemnly.�

�It�s difficult to change established views of people we know, isn�t it sir�
she whispered.

He paused..
�Perhaps I enjoy you calling me sir and professor a little too much, Miss Granger�
he murmured back, sliding his hand down her back, his gaze heating slightly.

Hermione pulled herself up,
bracing on his shoulders and arching further out of the water to bring her face
closer to his.

�Did you ever notice me at
Hogwarts professor? I mean.. as
a girl..not
as a know-it-all student��

She bit her lip, looking up at him nervously.�

�...Of course, Miss Granger�� he responded in a
low voice.� His eyes moved over her
features, seeming to take in every nuance of her appearance and flicking down
to her breasts pressed against his chest, submerged in the water.�

�When?�� She was surprised and pleased.�

�I..observed
one of your fantasies in class in your fifth year.� He hesitated.. �Afterward, whenever I looked at you I couldn�t help but
imagine carrying out those... or other, even more ...extreme, acts on your person.�

He had the grace to look slightly repentant at his thoughts about a fifteen
year old girl.�

Hermione was not sure whether to feel embarrassed, angry or excited.��

�What was it about?� she asked
curiously.�

�Oh.. i don�t recall anymore.� Its not important,
Miss Granger.��

She frowned.� �Of course you recall, professor.� You remember everything. I don�t believe for one minute that you have forgotten
something you say you thought about often, almost as frequently as you saw me
in fact, and we had two hours of potions twice a week for a whole year!�

Severus looked uncomfortable.�

�You can tell me, professor� Hermione
tried a different angle.� She leaned
closer to him, startling him slightly, and pressed a hot little kiss to the
corner of his mouth.� She looked him in
the eye and leaned in again, placing more little
butterfly kisses on his lips.

He smirked at her. �You do know
that this method of persuasion is more likely to cause me to remain silent in
hope of further �torture�, Miss Granger?�

�Mmm.� Ok..� she said,
distractedly.� She curled her little pink
tongue out and licked his upper lip.�

He leaned forward to capture her
mouth and she moved back slightly out of reach, curving her pretty lips into a
pout almost worthy of lavender.� She
leaned in again and brushed her lips against his, her tongue darting out and
swiping the seam of his lips and he followed her with his mouth as she moved
back out of reach again.�

�Tell me what it was...professor�
she butterfly kissed him again and he tried and failed again to capture her
lips.�

�Why so shy?� It came out of my head.�
It�s hardly going to offend my delicate sensibilities, now is it ?!��

She leaned in and he met her this
time, his hand moving at lightning speed from her back to grip her hair and
hold her head in place while he forced his tongue in her mouth and plundered
her thoroughly, bruising her lips with his own, his free hand sliding down from
her waist onto her ass and pushing her down against him.�

She could feel his thick hard cock pressed against her and he let her float up again,
pulling her down once more while he still devoured her mouth brutally, and this
time his cock floated up and positioned itself between her thighs when he held
her down.�

She gasped into his mouth, suddenly struggling.

He tugged roughly at her hair, hurting her, to force her to settle down.� He was pumping his hips at her gently, his
cock sliding up with the movement till it slid to the top of her thighs and
brushed against her pussy.

�MMM,� MMmMm Mm Mmmk Mmm�

She felt the huge head of his cock
nudge lightly against her tiny entrance and suddenly fought with everything she
had, scratching and pushing at his chest and biting at his tongue, fighting to
clamp her thighs together.�

He finally released her, his face dark, harsher than she had ever seen it.�

�CUT THAT OUT, YOU BLOODY HELLCAT� he growled at her.

�You were begging for it, you little tease!!� he spat the words at her
cruelly.� She could see though that he
was upset at her apparent rejection.�

�Stop, Severus!! �Not yet!�
I belong to him!!� Just like you do.� What do you think he�ll do to us if you take
my virginity?!�

The look on Severus face was
stunned.� �your virginity?!�
You mean you didn�t last night..you
haven�t..� ..ever?!..�
He had gone white as a sheet.

She shook her head.� �He threw my innocence in Ginny�s face in an
insulting manner so I assume he values it in some way.��

Severus looked queasy for a
moment.� � I
see�.�

Suddenly a thought apparently occurred to him and he gripped her in both hands,
rising, bending and lifting her beneath the knees, causing her to yelp in
surprise.� He carried her to the broad
flat edge of the bath and laid her down on the side then moved down her body to
gently part her legs.

Hermione felt uncomfortable at this but a warning glare from Severus persuaded
her to obey.�

He inspected her carefully.� She felt his finger brush feather light against
her and couldn�t help reacting slightly.�

He darted a look up at her.� �I believe
you just saved me from a truly horrendous amount of pain, Hermione.��

�I don�t think he would have
killed me ..or at least I hope not...but Rodolphus and his silver box would have been a pat on the
head compared to my suffering if I had torn you.��

She felt embarrassed as well as
guilty suddenly and sat up, wrapping her arms around herself protectively

�Well how was I supposed to know you were about to do that?!� she squeaked
defensively, �I presumed he would have told
you or something. You didn�t exactly let me get a word in edgewise there.� I�m sorry for your chest.� Um.. and your tongue.�
Please don�t be angry with me.� �

He hesitated, looking at her.�

She was worried that he would stay away from her again now.� �Please can we go back to the bath? She asked
in a small hopeful voice.� He looked at her and it was obvious he was
reluctant.

�Oh come on!� You were with me in here all that time
without trying to fuck me, I�m sure you can manage to restrain yourself,
professor.�

His face turned from hesitant to angry.�
Not the best move, Hermione, she thought.�

�look.. I�m
sorry!� I�m sorry I scared you and I�m
sorry that I just upset you again and I�m really really
sorry if you thought I was teasing you.�
I wasn�t.� I would never.� I just... wouldn�t have done that one
particular thing if you had let us continue.�

I would have done...something else...��

Professor.. please.. you�ve seen yourself in my
head.. you know how I feel about you.� I promise that I won�t do anything at all if
you�re worried.� I�ll sit over on one
side of the bath and you can sit all the way over there.� but please don�t go!� �

Severus looked at her, a faintly
distrustful look on his face as if she were liable to suddenly leap upon his
cock at any second.� After a tense minute
he let himself sink back into the water backward and breath stroked lightly
back to the underwater shelf they had been resting on, laying himself back down
on it and watching her warily.�

Hermione carefully slipped back
into the hot slightly foamy water and sank down to her chin, approaching him
slowly, ready at any second for him to tell her to stop.

When she reached him lying on the shelf, she stopped and simply floated,
waiting.�

He looked back at her silently.�

After interminable minutes he
suddenly said, infuriated �Oh Merlin! Get back in my arms then you insufferable
little witch!�

She beamed and floated up onto him.� He
gripped her and turned her onto her back in the water, pressing her down, her
back against his chest, and holding on to her with both arms.�

She felt...warm..
protected... wanted.

She let her head fall back onto his shoulder and he leaned his own head against
it. They both tried to silently get over the shock of the last minutes and
relax again.�

Eventually she felt Severus rumble into her ear.� �How could I possibly anticipate you were a
virgin after viewing the dark, twisted and above all detailed images in your fantasies, Hermione?�� He gripped her tighter and she had the
strange feeling that he was afraid for her.�

�I thought you were the most
sexually precocious witch in Hogwarts, for Merlin�s sake.��

Her mind caught up with her
ear.� �fantasies?�� You saw more than one?��

�Mm.� He
demurred neutrally.�

After a long pause he confessed.. �Once or twice I
even entered your dorm room disillusioned and watched your dreams.� They were less detailed but your own
reactions were more extreme.� I could
watch you orgasm from the vague idea of things I was doing to you�

Hermione was stunned.�

Professor Snape had been IN her
dorm room watching her while she slept?!�

Watching her dreams while she fantasised about him?!!

She knew she should be furious and
feel invaded and molested and a host of other thing associated with righteous
indignation but all she could really think was.. �that�s so hot.. God.. if I�d known about that at the time I�d have brought myself
off to it.� I�d have pretended to sleep
and waited up in the hopes of meeting him.�
Oh god.. I wonder if he...um..wanked..(even in her
own mind she whispered the illicit crude word) while watching me.. while I slept..�

�Oh GOD!!� I wonder if he ever touched me?!

She could feel her nipples harden and she was beginning to feel a certain ache
between her legs.�

�Hermione? �
Severus sounded uncertain.� �Are you
upset? I�m sorry.� I..�

�-No!! i�m..I�m not...�

�If I were to tell you that it turned me on, you wouldn�t believe me, would
you?��

She heard his breath catch.� �indeed..� He
sounded thoughtful. �And what were you wondering about just now?�

She blushed..
some things were so hard to say out loud..

�I was thinking about how if I�d known that at the time... I�d definitely have...
have touched myself thinking about
it.��

�I�d probably have tried to set some kind of trap to catch you so that I could
have my wicked way with you.��

�...I was wondering whether you just stood and watched... �
her voice trailed off �or...� she paused meaningfully.�

�Are you asking whether I stroked
my cock while standing over your unprotected sleep-fapping,
entirely illegal, fifteen year old
body, Miss Granger? Whether I watched you having dirty little dreams about me
and beat off to you like some kind of personal porn channel?�

�Uh.. yes.. that pretty much it up I
suppose.� She felt a bit rude suggesting it when he put it that way.��

Professor Snape smirked against
her face. �Of course I did, you silly
girl.� What would be the point in taking
the trouble to disillusion myself and bypass the sliding stairs and sedate your
dorm mates if I weren�t going to get off?!�

She felt him laughing low against her.�

�I am a death eater, Miss
Granger.� I assume you have understood by
now that I was never at any point
truly working for the order.� I have done..far far worse things than consuming
underage pornography.. if you wish to think of it in
that manner.��

She felt a tickle in her core and
countered quickly �did you ever do more
than watch, professor?��

He hesitated..� �Well as you are obviously still intact, we
can say for certain that there are some things I certainly did not do.�� He paused and she had the strong feeling he
was debating whether to continue.�

She wanted him to.

She held her breath.�

After a while he did..�

�Yes.. I did more than watch sometimes.�

�Once or twice I brought a potion
with me that would prevent you from waking for a few hours while allowing you
to continue dreaming.� Loud noises, touches, ...tastes.. all these
things would not disturb your slumber.��

While he spoke, Severus unwrapped his arms from around Hermione�s body.� His right hand slid up to cup her breast,
stroking and squeezing it gently as his dominant left hand trailed slowly.. slowly down her abdomen until he
could tease her pubic hair between his fingers, dipping down occasionally
between her pussy lips.�

�The first time I brought the
potion with me ...I simply wanted to know what it felt like to have your hand
around my cock.� I was terrified that the
potion would somehow fail and you�d wake up and discover me.�

�Mmm?� Hermione said, growing more excited by the
second as her former professors well trained fingers teased her, building her
up to a slow boil.�

�I held your little fingers around
my shaft, wrapped my own hand around them and beat off to your dream.� You were fantasizing about a detention in
which I took you into the forbidden forest and immobilised you, then donned my
death eater robes and mask and raped you in the dirt.�

�That was the keystone experience
that hooked me...��

�It was the perverse notion of
forcing you to pleasure me.. while you fapped
yourself unconsciously with your other hand to the idea of me raping you dressed
as a deatheater - I was riding on a high for days..��

�Your dreams were a little...darker.. than your fantasies, even if they lacked definition.� They were more like..
vivid ideas of things happening without much context,
together with your feelings and sensations.�

Hermione rocked her hips against the professor�s fingers..that
were now moving slightly faster.. brushing down over
her clit more often. She sighed in pleasure..

�Mmmmm..� what else did you do
Sir?��

He turned his head slightly toward
her and licked slowly deliberately up the shell of her ear.

She shivered pleasurably.. She reached behind herself and put her wrists
together.�

�Can you bind my wrists without your wand, Professor?�

He hesitated and his left hand
lifted off her pussy sliding between their bodies. He held her wrists together
and murmured something in Arabic and her wrists were fixed together
immovably.�

�Damn.� I have to learn Arabic� she murmured.�

He sniffed amused.� �I suppose I�ll
eventually teach you, Miss Granger�

She reached down with her bound hands
and searched for his cock.� She had been
floating slightly while he was playing with her pussy and she couldn�t feel his
body against her, below the middle of her back, but she had a couple of times
felt his cock brush her ass and she knew he was hard.�

She reached down and found it, sliding her hands up and down the shaft as best
she could.

He growled appreciatively and his hand returned to her pussy, fingering her
more roughly than he had before.�

�You were about to tell me what
you did after that first experience, Sir� she reminded him politely, her hands
moving up and down slowly.�

�Mmmm
yes,�

He turned and looked at her hungrily, brushing his face against hers.� His right hand plucked at her nipple.

His touches were becoming more aggressive.

�I forced myself to wait for
almost three weeks before I went back, Miss Granger.� I wasn�t going to go back at all.. I told myself I was risking myself frivolously.� If Dumbledore had caught me, spy or no spy he
would probably have tossed me to the aurors�

the professor hesitated..

�Or perhaps not.�
He was a self serving old
bastard I wouldn�t put it past him to sacrifice you for �the greater good��

She nodded against his face.

�Thats probably exactly what he did.� He had Harry�s marauders map.� It was probably just more convenient to
pretend he didn�t know.� ...maybe he knew
I wouldn�t mind.. no.. that would be expecting too much of him really, wouldn�t
it?�

He nibbled her ear lobe and
whispered in her ear �It doesn�t matter now, miss
Granger. I killed him, if you recall.� He
won�t be telling us much one way or the other.�

She squeezed his cock in her small hands and he moaned softly next to her ear,
before continuing in a rough voice�

�Three weeks later I couldn�t wait
any longer.� I needed to visit you
again.� I wanted more this time..�

�I sedated all your room mates and
waited, disillusioned, for you to enter a dream state.� You were tossing and turning.� But instead of falling asleep you woke
up.� You walked past me, no further than
a hands width away from brushing my cloak with your bare feet on your way to
the bathroom. I could have reached out and touched you..
I considered following you in but it was safer to remain in the room.��

�It was strange to be around while
you were awake.� More
dangerous of course.��

�When you came back, sleepy and
unguarded I sent a warming spell at you in the hopes that you�d give me a live
strip show but you ignored it and went back to bed.�

I waited for half an hour till you were obviously dreaming and fed you the
drops.� And then you were my doll for a while.��

�I uncovered you completely..straddled you and unbuttoned your pajama
top.��

�It was even more thrilling than
your hand on my member had been.. exposing
you further with each second.�

His hand in her pussy was cruelly
pinching at her clit now, his other hand alternately stroking and squeezing her
breasts and punishing her nipples and she found she liked it..
the pain with the excitement.� She increased the speed of her hands moving
up and down his shaft and bucked against his rough hand in time with her
movements.� He growled low.�

�When I had bared your small
undeveloped breasts I tuned in to your dream.�
It only reinforced my growing obsession with you, Miss Granger.�

While I straddled you on your bed and licked and sucked your little breasts,
you were having an erotic nightmare, of sorts.�

�You were dreaming that the Dark
Lord had you in a dark frightening place and he was tearing your clothes off
and touching you.� You were terrified one
minute and excited the next, but each time you were excited and tried to touch
yourself your hand met my body preventing you reaching your pussy and you became
instantly terrified again.�

�I was amused by it for a
while.� Restraining you made you panic
even further, so I was holding your wrists down and licking and sucking your
throat when an interesting thing happened in your dream: I appeared.��

You thought at first that i was there to save you.. but oh Miss Granger.. that is just not how you like to see me in your dreams, it
seems.��

Hermione had closed her eyes.�� The dark bitter-chocolate voice next to her ear
set off shivers in her spine that crashed against the tingling urgent need in
her clit as he alternately thrummed and abused it.

�.. No.. instead of saving you from the Dark Lord in the dream I
joined him in tormenting you.� I pushed
you down onto your knees and forced you to take my cock into your mouth.��

And it occurred to me as I watched, that I could make
your dream real. �I was a little concerned about doing so, after all you could
bite down and then where would I be?! �...But after seeing you come so hard while
dreaming about being raped by me, I thought that you would probably be just pleased
as punch to suck me in front of the Dark Lord.�

In fact, now that I think of it, I imagine you would be.. Perhaps later we�ll test that
theory.�� He turned his head and nuzzled
her ear while thrusting up at Hermione�s bound hands playfully.�

�Tighter, mudblood� he murmured tenderly.�

She shuddered and bucked her hips into his fingers, a small orgasm rushing over
her.� He didnt
stop playing with her and she tried to grip his cock harder.� The position was beginning to hurt her arms
and she suspected he knew and was enjoying it.

�I lifted you up and twisted you
into position on your knees, holding you by your hair, mimicking the dream and
got my cock out, ready to fuck your mouth with it.� When the Professor Snape in your dream
roughly forced his cock into your mouth I prodded your lips with mine gently, to see if you�d react and
lo and behold you opened your mouth and let me in, suckling me like a baby.��

�MERLIN..
it was all I could do not to come immediately.�

�You were not the most inventive
cocksucker, but the sight of your peaceful sleeping face contrasted with your
contorted misery and tears in your dream.. your begging and choking..�

�Outside the dream you didn�t choke once.�
You swallowed my entire cock without a murmur.�

�It was breathtaking to behold.��

�I held your hair in my fist and fucked
your mouth for all it was worth, far
more brutally than in your dream, where you whimpered and cried and made a
terrible fuss while the Dark Lord and professor Snape laughed cruelly at your
pitiful state.��

�You just smiled and suckled my prick beautifully.� It was priceless.�

Hermione was almost at the edge,
almost at tipping point.. she
moaned desperately as Severus held her just on the brink, his hands rough and
merciless.

She whimpered and he hissed into her ear suddenly �Beg for it, Mudblood..��

�Beg me to let you come like the whore you are..�

She jerked,
her lust spiking and almost tipped.� It
was painful to be so close for so long.. his hands were hurting her and it only increased this
teasing urgent need she felt.�

�Beg, little mudslut� �he
whispered into her neck. She felt herself breaking.�

�Please!� Please Professor Snape, please let me come!.. I need it!� PLEASE
sir!!!!� she wailed.��

His hand bit painfully into her breast and she moaned.� He hissed in her ear �The next time, I�m going
to take your tight little ass and make you bleed, my delicious tainted little
know it all!� And you�re going to beg me
for it, you�re going to thank me in tears while I tear
you wide open.��

Hermione gasped but she was too
far gone and the thought just made her even more excited.� �yes!� she thought �professor
Snape fucking me till I scream in pain.. oh God YES!� In that second he growled at her �Come now Hermione!��

He suddenly pinched her clit like a vice and bit down on her throat and the
combined sensations sent her sailing over the edge.

She screamed as her climax roared over
her like a freight train, bucking and contracting inward, water splashing.�

In her state she had let go of his cock and he had placed his right hand around
himself and brought himself off in two jerks while she splashed and writhed
over him, her ass brushing against him in her wild movements.�

His head fell forward, his
forehead against her shoulder as he groaned his own breathless release.

When they had both come back to
earth sufficiently and Hermione lay scooped upon his chest on her side, playing
her fingers through his chest hair contentedly Severus spoke softly

�I was wrong, Hermione, when I
said you were exquisite.�� he paused.� �There is
not a word for what you are.� You are
breathtaking, terrifying. You are a goddess..��

She looked up at him, unsure what
to make of his unexpected words.�

�Was any of what you told me true?�
she asked, more curious than anything.�

Severus smirked.� �You still think too highly of me..�

�Oh no.�
She corrected.� �I�m not saying you couldn�t do it, just that you didn�t do it.� Possibly if you had realised at the time how
desperately I was panting for you, you might
have done something, but then again � I think the Dark Lord would have had your
balls if you�d risked your position for a bit of messing about.�

He grinned now evily,
�How did you know?�

She shrugged noncommittally. �Well
for one thing.. I always, always, sleep naked.� �

He sighed.� �I must be getting soft in my old age adding
a stupid detail like that when I hadn�t checked the facts.�

She laughed. �Dont
hang up your flaming pants just yet.� I
was this close to buying it.��

�And even after I realised, god.. you
were just so HOT.� I actually wanted it to be true.. I must be going
stupid.�

Do you know, last night I almost bought the Dark Lord�s line about how I had to
help him mend his soul so he could become pretty again and be a nicer
person.�� She sniggered.�

Severus remained silent.�

When he spoke, his voice sounded hollow and slightly guilty.� �Hermione..��

Her �trouble is
on its way senses� screamed into life. �Mm?� she said casually.�

�He wishes you to take the dark
mark tonight..�
Every Death Eater has been informed to be there.� ...I will be bringing you to the great hall
at ten o clock tonight�

She felt that enormous �You are
missing a vital piece of information� feeling once again that she�d felt in Ginnys cell when she took the oath.�

�Sev?�

Severus seemed to flinch for some reason at this nickname.� She didn�t know why she�d used it.�

�what are you not telling me?�

He stiffened.

�The bath is cold.� We should get out, the whole day is going by.� Shouldn�t waste any more of it.��

He pushed her off him, not
unkindly but firmly and moved toward the side of the bath, climbing out and
reaching for a towel.��
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