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Title:� Hermione
and Draco

Author: Mya Malfoy

Archived: Not anywhere else

Summary: Ron�s feeling very guilty
for his part (albeit, while he was controlled) in the problems of Hermione and
Draco, and now Neville�s part in all of this has come to light.

Rating: NC-17

Warning Codes: Het, Slash, cheesiness.

Pairings: Draco/Hermione, Harry/Ginny, Ron/Severus

Feedback: Please read and review!

Beta Readers: (Myself!)

Authors Note: I know that some of you have a real problem with me putting a
Ron/Severus pair smack dab in this nice story about Hermione and Draco. Well,
Ron is a central character to the story also, and since I not only made him
gay, but dating Neville for crying
out loud, I figured he deserved to be happy. Let me know if you completely hate
this chapter, if you love it, and if you�d like to see me write a separate
one-shot about Ron/Severus. hehehe

Disclaim Her: (In Tribute to Bats!) � I�ve very tired
today� I did some deep cleaning in my house, and I�m sore everywhere!

Now,
on with the story!

Chapter 13 � Culture Shock

�Thank
Merlin Harry has such quick Seeker reflexes.�

�You
have them, too, love,� Hermione interjected.

�Yes,�
Draco said with no hint of modesty. �Though Harry was closer.�

�I
just can�t believe � Neville,� choked Hermione. �He was our friend � and he betrayed
us!� Tears spilled down her cheeks as she closed her eyes.

As
they reached their bedroom door, Draco swept a very pregnant Hermione in
his arms and kissed her eyes.

�I
know, love,� he soothed. �I know. Now, no more crying.
Let�s not think about him anymore tonight.� He threw open the door and scooped
up Hermione, which elicited a very loud �Draco!� from his love.

He
kissed her gently, teasing her lips with his tongue. �Tonight, there�s only you
and me.� He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, making her moan into his
mouth. �Forget everything and everybody else. Let me show you how much I love
you.� He released her legs and allowed her body to slide down his, relishing
the feeling.

When
her feet touched the floor, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed
her again, this time stealing her breath away.

He
then started slowly undressing her, worshipping her body as he went � kissing
down first one arm, then the other as they were exposed by him taking off her
top. He could feel her tremble with passion.

He
kissed across her collarbone, nibbling at the base of her throat. He licked and
kissed down her chest, to her swollen breasts, gently laving both sensitive
buds until Hermione was a quivering mass of pre-orgasmic jelly.

As
he knelt in front of her, Draco undid her pants, sliding them over the
protruding belly and down her hips. He stood up to lay her body down on the bed
and began the worship again.

Hermione
moaned in frustration. He was killing her!

�Draco,
love, I know I�m pregnant,� she whimpered as he started nibbling behind her
knees. �But if you don�t hurry things along, I�m going to kill you.�

Draco
chuckled as he raised little love bites here and there as he slowly crawled up
her body. He felt her tremble again and had to laugh. He loved torturing her!

Hermione
propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at the Slytherin Prince. She
glared at him, her short curly hair mussed, making a halo crowning her head.

�If
you don�t hurry up� I�m. Going. To.
Finish. Without. You.�

�Now,
now, love,� Draco smirked. �Don�t tempt me to go back down to your feet and
start all over.� As he said this, he finished dragging himself up so he could
hover over her.

She
flopped on her back, grabbing a double fistful of his shirt and pulling him
into a fiery kiss that left them both panting with need.

�Oh,
bugger it all.� Draco panted as he came up for air. He quickly stood up,
stripped his clothes off as if they were on fire, and laid down on top her
Hermione.

As
he lowered himself, they both moaned appreciatively. And when he finally
entered her, it was with a sigh of relief, as the feeling of finally coming
home washed over him.

He
started out slowly, not wanting to hurt her or their daughter, but when she
gave him a fierce look and started thrusting wildly up to meet him, he almost
lost control.

He
grabbed her legs, resting the back of her knees on his forearms, and started a
grueling pace. At this rate, Draco knew that neither of them would last very
long.

Hermione
stated rolling her head from side to side, and when he heard the low keening
noise coming from her chest, he knew that the Gryffindor Lioness was about to
come spectacularly.

Suddenly
lights burst in front of his eyes as Hermione�s walls started spasming out of
control around him. She cried out his name as she orgasmed, and he emptied
himself inside her, groaning her name over and over.

As
they held each other in the afterglow of their climaxes, whispering terms of
affection to each other, they both silently wonder what would come of the
events of the last few months.

*************

Severus
watched for signs of consciousness from Ron. He barely noticed that the Potters
were hovering also, or that Draco and Hermione had, at some point, left the
room.

Ginny
sighed and looked at her husband. They were both thinking about the same thing.
They knew that Ron had the capacity to love at the depth they�d caught a
fleeting glimpse of in the meld � that didn�t surprise them in the least. What did
surprise them were the feelings that Severus had for Ron.

�Perhaps
we should get a Healer to come over and check him out.� Harry suggested when
the tense silence had gone on too long.

�Normally I would agree, Harry,� mused Severus, not taking his eyes
from Ron. �However, with as much sway as Lucius Malfoy holds here in Venice,
that probably wouldn�t be a good idea.� Harry looked a bit crestfallen, but
nodded his agreement.

�And totally uncalled for, since I�m awake.� Ron spoke
quietly, his eyes still closed.

�Ron!�
the three watchers exclaimed when he spoke.

�Please,�
he groaned. �Not so loud. My head hurts something awful.�

�Sorry
about that, mate,� Harry blushed. �I tried catching you before you hit, but I
think your head still connected a bit with the table before I caught you.�

�Why�?�
Ron started, but before he could get his question out, everything that had
happened came rushing back.

�Bloody
fuck!� He jumped up from the couch, only to clutch his head and sway slightly.

Severus
was up and at his side before Harry and Ginny had realized he�d moved.

�Lay
back down, Ronald,� he chastised his lover. He helped him back down into a
prone position before adding, �Now, what do you remember?�

�I
remember the meld, and all of you flooding into my mind,� Ron explained,
looking at the Potions Master he�d thought he�d forever hate. �And, in case you
didn�t get anything from me, I � aw, dammit, Sev � I love you so much!� He
grabbed the normally taciturn man and dragged his face down close to his own.
�There�s nothing that I�ve seen that will ever change that. You�re the other
half of my heart and soul and I�ll love you forever.� Then, as the ex-Death
Eater looked at him, gobsmacked, Ron lifted his head the tiniest bit and kissed
Severus in such a way as to leave no doubt in his mind that Ron did, indeed,
love him.

�And
I love you, Weasley #6,� the older man joked when they broke the kiss, though
Ron could see that he was very serious about the way he felt.

Ginny
cleared her throat and the two jumped, having forgotten that they weren�t
alone. Severus looked over at the youngest Weasley with a raised eyebrow.
�Sorry to interrupt, but we need to know if Ron remembers anything else,� then
she flashed him a wicked grin, her eyes dancing with mirth. �Oh,
and � welcome to the family, Professor.� Severus glared daggers at her,
although amusement was shining in the depth of his eyes.

Ron
blushed at his sisters� statement and went even redder when his lover turned
back to him with an inquisitive eyebrow and humor filled eyes.

�I remember
everything � the broken compulsions, Neville working for Lucius, all of it,�
his eyes hardened as he continued, �When we get back to England, I�m going to
hunt down Neville Longbottom and beat him to within an inch of his life.� At
the surprised expressions on everyone�s face, he grimaced slightly. �Now, I�d
like to go to bed, please. I�m exhausted.�

*************

It
had been a few days since the meld and Ron was getting more anxious by the
hour. All he wanted to do was go back home, track down Neville, and wrap a rope
around his neck and spin him like a top.*

He
sighed, looking out the sitting room window at the garden once again.

�Why
so glum, chum?�

Ron
turned to look at the speaker, giving her a slight smile. �Because
he�s getting further and further ahead of us. By the time we get back to
England, he�ll
have everything set. There will be no way to prove what he did to me!� He threw
his hands up in the air with a disgusted sigh and turned back towards the
window.

Hermione
smirked at the frustration in Ron�s voice, but it slid off quickly. Neville
Longbottom, the boy who couldn�t deal with stress, who couldn�t take being
picked on, put down � he was now the servant of not just any Death Eater
� but the TOP � Voldie�s number one guy, Grand Poobah** - Death Eater of
Voldemort�s ranks. They had all been friends � or so she thought � since First
Year.

�Ron,
relax � that�s what I was coming to tell you,� Hermione spoke quietly. �Draco
and I have been talking and we agree with you � it�s time for us all to go home
and put our house in order.� She finished primly.

Ron
whipped his head around, his eyes comically wide. �No! You two should stay
here, where it�s safe! If it wasn�t for me, you wouldn�t have to worry
about it.� Ron took a deep, shuddering breath and turned back towards the
window. �Look, I think it�s best if I just go and take care of it. That way,
nobody else will get hurt.�

�I do
hope you were going to include us in this.�

�What
the hell, Weasley?�

Ron
slowly turned around to find not only Hermione behind him, but Harry and Ginny,
a very pissed off looking Draco, and a completely shuttered Severus.

Ron
looked into Severus� eyes and saw � nothing. They were devoid of any emotion. Shit.
He�s pissed off. I can�t even feel him. He hasn�t closed himself off
since the meld. What have I done to have him this pissed?

Hermione
had been sensing Ron�s restlessness � the need to make everything okay again.

�I
have to do this,� Ron stated, unsure of where to go from there. He wanted them
all there, for support, but he also felt like he should be the one to do
battle, since it was his fault.

�Well,
you better be prepared, Weasley, because I�m coming
with you,� smirked the Prince of Slytherin. �If you think you�re going
to be the one having all the fun with Lucius, you�re mental. I�m getting a
piece of him, too. Deal with it.� With that, Draco turned on his heel and
strode from the room.

Hermione
watched the interaction between Draco and her best friend. Apparently, Draco
figured out quickly how to tame the young Lion. Either that or it was because
he was a bossy know-it-all, too. She wasn�t sure. She looked over at Ron, eyes
frosty. �He�s right, you know,� was all she said as she, too, turned and left.

Ron
stared at the retreating forms of Draco and Hermione, not sure how to take two
bossy know-it-alls at the same time! He slowly turned toward Severus,
confusion clouding his eyes.

�Severus?�

The
Potions Master locked eyes with the youngest male Weasley and was surprised at
what he saw there.

Severus
knew that Ron wanted to be alone� he had actually come right out and said it.
He hadn�t even really let Severus in but twice.

Both
were nightmares.

But
what Severus saw now was confusion, self-loathing and a question � but why was
he asking this if he wanted to be alone?

After
having Ron stare at him, waiting for an answer, Severus rolled his eyes. �Yes,
Mr. Weasley?�

To
his astonishment, a wave of pain and sadness washed over and settled on Ron�s
face.

�Um
� never mind.� Ron mumbled � then he looked at Harry and Ginny, nodding. He
turned and practically ran from the room. Severus wasn�t sure, but he thought
he heard a sob.

Ron
is crying? Why would he � His thoughts were interrupted by Harry.

�What
the hell is wrong with you?� Harry bellowed at the older man. �Hasn�t he
been through enough? You have to go all �cold and distant� now?!??�

�Mr.
Potter!� Severus roared. When he was certain he had the gaping young man�s
attention, he raised an eyebrow. �Now� what are you on about?�

�Oh
� my�� Ginny let out an explosive sigh. Men! �Did you not see the look
on his face?�

�I
don�t know what you mean,� Severus responded quickly.

Too
quickly, it seemed. Ginny narrowed her eyes. �Oh, bullshit!
You know damn good and well that his eyes were pleading with you
to volunteer to go. He didn�t want you to feel obligated to go. He
wanted you to want to go!�

Suddenly
Harry laughed. �I hate to say it, but when you put it like that � he sounds
like a girl.�

�Believe
me � he�s no girl,� smirked Severus.

Harry
blanched as Ginny giggled. �I�ll have to trust you on that.�

�Now,
do either you know why he�s feeling so � ahem � girlish?�

Harry
and Ginny laughed.

*************

�Fucking prat.� Ron mumbled as he wiped his eyes.

�Yes,
you are, Weasley, but you didn�t need to cry about it.�

Ron
spun around and came face-to-face with Draco.

�Fuck
off, Malfoy!� Ron spat.

�Whoa, there, big fella!� Draco tried and failed to
impersonate an American western cowboy he saw in a movie when he was over
visiting Blaise once. �Christ, Weasley, I was just joking. What�s got your
undies in a wad?�

Ron
sighed. �I�m sorry I snapped, alright?�

The
young Malfoy Lord looked at his uncle�s �Weasley #6. �Is it Uncle Severus?�

Ron
buried his face in his hands attempting to ward off the tears that were
threatening to fall again.

�When
� when you and Hermione left, I looked to him, said his name and all he did was
look back at me and said �Yes, Mr. Weasley?�� tears were starting to get passed
his fingers � he could feel them running down his cheeks. He laid his head back
and finally uncovered his face. He looked back at Draco, his face was
tear-streaked and his eyes were bloodshot.

��Yes,
Mr. Weasley?�� Ron sneered. �No, �Of course I�ll come�. No, �You know I�m
coming� or even just an �Of course�! He didn�t even give me a chance to ask,
he just shut down on me!� Ron was pacing, looking like the Lion he resembled.
�And he not only shut down, he shut me out.� He wiped the few tears that
flowed at that statement. �He hasn�t shut me out since the meld. We�ve been
completely open with each other. There were a couple of days I wanted to be
alone, but I was up front about it. I even� told� him��

�Oh, my Gods!� Draco howled. �You did not ask Severus,
a man who hasn�t had a relationship in almost 20 years, to give you a
couple of days to be alone!�

�Well,
I was trying to be honest,� mumbled Ron into his chest. �I had a lot on my
mind, a lot to sort through � events being what they have been. I thought he�d
understand��

�I
do.� Severus said from the doorway.

�Sev!� Ron sobbed as he met Severus halfway across the room
to wrap his arms around his lover�s chest and continued sobbing. �I�m so sorry�
I�m not sure what I did to make you so mad at me, but whatever I did or didn�t
do, I�m sorry. Please, please, just don�t shut me out!�

Severus
stared down at the top of Ron�s head like a growth had formed on his chest
overnight. He wrapped his arms around Ron and said, �I�m sorry I was so �
distant � today, love.� Severus murmured in to his hair.

�Why
did you block me out, Sev?� Ron looked up as him through his lashes.

The
he realized what he�d been doing.

�I�m
so sorry, love,� he led Ron to a sofa and sat them down. He held onto Ron a
little tighter, and Ron snuggled deeper into his chest. �I had started convincing
myself that you had realized that you didn�t want to be in love with a snarky
Potions Professor.� That you realized,�
Severus took a deep breath and looked away distantly. �That you�d realized how
much better off you�d be without me.�

Ron
slid his hands up to Severus� face, making him turn to look at him. �I am not
better off without you.� When Severus opened his moth to protest, Ron smothered
it with a kiss.

Ron
moaned softly into Severus� mouth, feeling his lover�s walls crumbling with
each that escaped and every flicker of his tongue.

Breathlessly,
Ron pulled back from Severus, hands still on either side of the others� face.
�I love you, Severus Snape, forever. I am not about to go loony and run away
from you. You are too good for me. I need you.�

One
single tear coursed down the Potions Master�s face. He tenderly kissed Ron and
said, �Thank you.�

�Hey,
I love you! No need to thank me for it!�

�Oh,
but I will thank you for it � at the proper time.� Severus eyed Ron with
a curious gleam, and smirked at how unsettled Ron was becoming.

Ron
mumbled something about checking on dinner and fled the room.

The
Slytherin Prince and the Spy looked at each other for an astonished moment, then doubled over laughing at the huge grin that had formed
on Ron�s face as he fled the room.

They
could just imagine�

*************

Ron
walked into the kitchen still daydreaming about how Severus would �thank� him.

He
suddenly realized that, not only was the kitchen a shambles, but Harry
and Ginny weren�t making dinner as they were supposed to, but rolling around on
top of the kitchen table.

�Hey!�
Ron yelled when they started taking off each others� clothing. �None of that in my kitchen! Get out and let me work!�

Draco
walked into the kitchen just as he said this and sneered, �Your kitchen,
Weasley?�

�My
kitchen, Draco,� Ron smirked at the gobsmacked expression on Draco�s face. �If
I can�t trust two grown adults to take care of a kitchen properly,� he looked
around, disgusted. His mum would never allow her kitchen to get so �
dirty and chaotic. �Then I confiscate it. It belongs to me, now. That
means any time I�m around, I�m the one who cooks. No
one else.�

Draco
opened his mouth to blast Ron, but Hermione gently elbowed him in the ribs. He silently �oomphed�, rubbing at the offended rib. Hermione
looked at him and shook her head, mouthing �later� to him.

Draco
just shook his head. �Alright, Ron. Just don�t do too
much damage, okay?� He pleaded as Hermione pulled him from the room and into
his study.

�What,
Mya?�

�Ron
never cooks, Draco! Well, never cooks for anyone else other than his family,�
her eyes were wide. �You have no idea how well he cooks. Better than his mum!�

�Really?� Draco�s eyebrows shot up into his hairline. Draco
had eaten Molly Weasley�s cooking and if Ron cooked better than that, it�d be a
miracle.

She
sniggered at the disbelieving look on her fianc�s face. �C�mon � we�ve got at least
an hour and a half before we can expect food on the table � and that�s if
he can fix whatever they ruined.� She grinned. �They say that having sex
regularly will help with the birth, you know.�

�How - ?� Draco shook his head. �Nope, don�t want to know.�
He smiled wolfishly at his affianced. �You�ve got the count of five to get up
and be on your way to our bedroom.�

�Draco�� whined Hermione.

�One.�

�Draco��
she said flatly.

�Two
and a half,� he smirked.

�That�s
not fair! You skipped two!� screeched his target.

�Three and three-quarters!� He sneered.

Hermione
jumped up (as well as any pregnant witch can), and started running for the
door. Draco was hot on her heels, pinching a different cheek every time. �Draco!�
She squealed as he chased her up into their bedroom.

*************

Two
and a half hours later, Ron was setting the table for dinner with part of his
family. They were made so by the heartbond, they remained so because of the
love and friendship that had grown between them.

He
finished setting the table, and rang the little chime that sounded through the
whole Manor, letting everyone know that dinner was ready.

After
that, he went back into the kitchen, getting ready to serve his first dinner to
Severus. True, he�d be serving dinner to his friends also, but that, to Ron,
was peripheral at best. He wanted to do this right for Severus.

Severus,
having been closest to the kitchens, being in the dungeons at the time, made it
there a few moments before everyone else.

When
he stepped into the dining room, he�d never seen a grander setting. The china
gleamed. The crystal was flawless. And the setting! It was laid out for 3
courses, if you counted dessert.

As
Severus was taking in the atmosphere, Ron walked out of the kitchen holding a
steaming tureen of soup. He stopped in the doorway as he caught sight of
Severus. A large grin broke out on his face.

�Surprise,�
he laughed quietly. �There are only a few who know that I can cook.�

Severus
smiled at Ron, love shining in his eyes. �And just who might that be?�

�Um�
pretty much, my family,� Ron shrugged. Then his eyes changed from bashful to
hungry. �You are my family now, Sev. You know that, don�t you?�

�Oh,
wow,� stammered Harry when he heard Ron�s declaration to Severus. �Sorry! Bad
time! I�ll just scoot��

Harry
turned to go, but Severus called him back.

�No,
it�s alright, Harry,� he said quietly, eyes lit with amusement.

�Yeah,
no problem, mate,� Ron laughed as he set the soup tureen down. He walked over
to Severus and gave him a quick peck on the lips. �I made dinner for you guys,
too. You just caught us having a moment.� He chuckled. He snaked an arm around
Severus� middle and pressed into him for a slightly more lingering kiss.

�I�ll
be right back,� he said, and then he was gone.

Severus
took his seat a bit � twitterpated (he�d learned that word from a muggle movie
once and liked it). He had always been the hidden one. And true, Ron hadn�t
actually been trying to hide him; he just never really came right out to his
friends about them. No one ever acknowledged that they were involved with him �
especially not to friends and family. Yet, here was Ron, doing exactly
that. For him. Severus blinked wetness from his
eyes. This was not about the past; it was about the present and future. Our future.

As
Ron started loading the food plates on the table, everyone started to worry
that the table would buckle from the weight.

�Well?
You know how this works, folks. Dig in!� He called, and showed by example.
Draco and Severus felt a jolting culture shock go through them. This was not
how they were used to eating formally.

�Hey,
guys � dig in!� Harry repeated to the two Slytherins.

Hermione
noticed also, and tapped them both on the shoulder to tell them to get their
food. They shook themselves a bit, and started loading their plates.

�Culture
shock,� she smirked at Harry.

Harry
raised an eyebrow, studied the two men and shook his head. �Snobs,� he murmured
back.

Hermione
gaped at Harry for a full minute before both of them collapsed in helpless
laughter.

�Harry!
What did you say?� Ginny asked.

Harry
and Hermione composed themselves, mostly, �Ah � never mind, Gin� it wouldn�t be
funny now. You had to be there at the moment.� Hermione told her friend.

�Oh,
okay,� Ginny nodded and went back to her dinner.

Harry
smirked at Hermione and she stifled a giggle.

Severus
and Draco watched the two Gryffindors giggle one last time before settling
down. The Slytherins looked at each other and shrugged. Gryffindors.

The
rest of dinner went smoothly. Ron sat next to Severus and the dark man was
learning to appreciate Weasley #6�s conversational abilities.

Ron
may not be as book smart as Hermione, but he was quite intelligent,
nonetheless. He could hold his own in a conversation about Quidditch � or
mythology. Or Shakespeare. He had a quiet intensity
about him that shook Severus. No needing to keep searching for the reason to
Ron�s anger, any longer. The intensity with which he conversed and debated,
gave just a peek of the magnificent volcano that is an angry Ronald
Weasley.

Ron
watched Severus the entire evening. Little faces that the Potions Professor
made spoke volumes to Ron. Every time he touched the taciturn man, there would
be a very brief look of wonder on his face. As if it was unbelievable
that Ron would want to treat him as if he loved him.

�When Ron first noticed it, he did a few more
things to see if it was just a one time thing. So, he did little things � a
hand on his arm, a small rub on his lower back. Things that no one else would
notice, mostly because they were all doing the same thing to their loves.

And
he was astonished. Apparently, someone, at some time, had convinced Severus
that it wasn�t allowable for people to know he was dating them. He decided
right then and there that he would show Severus he was worthy to be loved every
day for the rest of his life.

Eventually,
Harry pushed back his plate with a groan. �You�ve done it to me again, you rat
bastard.�

Draco
smirked a very Malfoy-like smirk, then did a very un-Malfoy-like
thing � he unbuttoned the top button on his pants with a sigh.

Ron
sat there for a full minute, gaping at Draco. Then he started laughing. Not
just a simple chuckle, no. Great, big belly laughs.

Draco
smirked at him again and was able to hold it for about twenty seconds before
joining Ron in the laugh.

The
rest of the tables� occupants regarded the pair of laughing young men as you
would an escaped mental patient. They looked at each other again and smiled at
their antics.

As
everyone finished up, Harry and Ginny offered to wash the dishes since they
were the ones that were supposed to cook dinner.

�Thanks,
guys, I appreciate that.� He couldn�t help but grin at the gobsmacked look they
had on their faces. A resigned look slipped into place as they realized that he
was really going to take them up on their offer.

�Where
are you off to?� Ginny asked when Ron pushed away from the table.

�I�m
off to our room.� Ron smile at his sister with an eyebrow raised.
�I have many plans tonight, and having dishpan hands would just ruin it!� He dead-panned to Harry.

Severus
chuckled as for the second time today, Harry Potter was stunned. He
stood from the table. �I have a few things I must attend to before I can join
you. Will that be all right?�

Ron
smiled at his lover, �That�s fine. I have a few preparations to make myself.�
Severus raised an eyebrow at Ron and shook his head at the Potions Master.
�Nope, you have to wait.�

*************

Ron
was just putting the last few touches on when he heard Severus come into the
suite.

Severus
was, once again, taken aback by the preparations made by Ron.

The
room was beautiful. The room was dim, shadowed by a diffused blue light. There
were candles everywhere; Severus could smell nag champa, patchouli and
sandalwood.

�Ronald?
Are you here?� He called to the empty-seeming suite.

�I�m
here, love,� he called from the bedroom. A moment later the red-headed
Gryffindor walked out, clad only in sleep pants. Slytherin Green sleep pants. And well-worn, too.

�Here.�
Ron handed Severus a wad of clothing. �Why don�t you go take a nice, hot shower
and change into these? Then you come back out here and I�ll give you a
massage.�

�Oh,
that would be lovely,� groaned the dark man. Then he gazed at Ron, and
some of his tiredness seemed to fade and lust burned in his eyes. �Would you
care to join me in the shower, Ron?�

Ron
bit back a moan at the thought. �Naw, that�s okay. I showered earlier.� He
looked over innocently at Severus. �Now, when you�re done, come back out for
your massage.�

Severus
grunted his understanding. So this is how he wanted to play it, eh?

Ron
kissed him on the cheek, and said, �I made a special blend for the massage
oil.�

�Nag Champa, patchouli and sandalwood, yes. I smelled them
when I first came in.�

�I
should have known you�d recognize the scents.� Ron grinned.

Severus
left to take his shower with a short peck from Ron.

As
Severus showered, Ron set up the table he�d found in another room. He laid out
the towels and oil.

A
quarter of an hour later, Severus walked back in the room dressed in his own
Slytherin Green sleep pants.

�Lay
down on the table, face down,� Ron instructed when Severus came near.

When
he was prone, Ron tipped some oil into his hand and rubbed his palm together.

�Let
me know if I use too much pressure.�

The
Potions Master sighed as Ron started attacking his sore muscles.

He
started at the base of Severus� skull, and using several different massage
styles, worked out every kink he could find. When he arrived at the small of
the back, he paused for a moment to remove his lover�s pants. He tipped more
oil into his hand before moving lower.

When
he reached Severus� feet, he gently asked Severus to roll on his back.

Severus
sighed again as he was skillfully relaxed. He concluded that Ron knew what he
was doing � and did it well. When he was asked to, he flipped over.

Ron
continued as he�d been going, but starting at the feet and working his way back
up. He paused once again to put a bit more oil into his hand when he got to
Severus� thighs.

Severus
was starting to feel completely relaxed until he felt an oiled hand grip him
around the base of his cock.

�Ron?�
he gasped at the sensation.

Ron
just smirked. �It�s all a part of the massage.�

Ron
continued gliding his hand up and down Severus� shaft, coating it well.

He
continued from there up his abdomen, running his finger over the lightly
defined six pack. Up on to his chest, where he bent
over and locked gazes with the panting man now below him.

�I
love you, Severus,� Ron breathed into Severus� ear. �I want you to make love to
me. Please, Sev.� Ron looked back into his eyes and whispered. �I need you.�

And
with that, Ron covered Severus� lips with his own and kissed his old Professor
with all the passion he could, trying to show his lover how much he wanted him.

Severus
moaned into Ron�s mouth and sat up, effectively pulling his lips from Ron�s.

�Bed. Now.� Was all he said and
they walked into their bedroom hand-in-hand; ready to renew their bond by
shagging like bunnies.

*************

The next three days were spent getting everything ready for their trip
back home. Harry even went back to the cottage and put stronger wards up so
neither Neville, nor Lucius, would be able to gain entry.

On the third day they all packed up their belongings and gathered in
the Apparation Foyer.

�We won�t all be able to Apparate,� informed Draco. �So I�ve made a
port key. It�s powerful enough to take us all if we all want to arrive
together, that is.�

�I think that�s a sound idea, Draco,� nodded Severus.

Draco pulled out an old pocket watch and everyone stuck a finger on
it.

�Five� four� three� two� one��

The portkey activated and the six of them disappeared.

2^nd A/N:

*wrap a rope around his neck and
spin him like a top* - I read this is Mercedes Lackey�s The Oathbound. It�s about a Shin�a�in and White Winds sorceress.
And if you have any idea what I�m
talking about, you�ll love it!

**Grand Poobah** - I think this is
from the Flintstones� at least, that�s what I remember it from. :-D
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