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Chapter Fourteen

            Hermione had lied to Lucius about tying Severus to her bed that time. But she had wanted to leave the blond thinking that she could and would use any means necessary to get him to where she wanted him—no matter how embarrassing it was for Lucius. Slipping out of her robe, she climbed into bed next to the still slumbering wizard and was about to snuggle up to his back when he spun around and pinned her to the bed.

            “Smoking? I thought you quit.” He nuzzled her neck.

            “It was only half a cigarette. It reminded me why I quit in the first place,” she breathed, combing her fingers through his silken hair. “Do you want me to brush my teeth again?”

            “You didn’t brush your teeth a first time,” he answered, kissing her lips lightly as he rolled her over to be laying on top of his body. “And if you did, it must have been before you smoked.”

            Humming she answered, “That I did.” Sitting up, she looked down at him possessively. Wiggling her hips slightly, she felt his cock hardening under her rump. A small sensual smile came to her face, as she leaned down and kissed his lips again. “I’ve never had this much sex before in my life, as I have been having with you. Does this mean I’m addicted to sex or you?”

            Sitting up, he growled against her mouth as he cupped the back of her head and devoured her mouth hungrily. Her arms snaked around his chest, as she kissed him back with the same vigor. Pulling back slightly, he carefully detangled her hearing aid from her tresses and set it aside on the nightstand. Hermione nibbled on his collarbone and shoulder, as she raked her fingers up his back.

            Rolling her to her back, he kissed his way down her body until his head was pressing between her thighs. Hermione’s eyes nearly crossed the moment his mouth began to suckle at her swollen neither lips. The gentle pulling and tugging on her labia was but the beginning. His tongue, his delightfully dexterous tongue, glided and caressed her neatly trimmed sex, as he watched her reactions playing out on her expressive face.

            Her entire being felt like it combusted the very moment his lips puckered around her clit, sucking it hard. Hermione let out a low keen, climaxing hard into his awaiting mouth. Moving back up her body, he moved her legs so that both her heels rested on one of his shoulders. Hermione used her arms to leverage her hips up to meet his thrusts, trying as well to use her heels to gain more purchase. His fingers dug into her hips, bruising them with each hard deep thrust. All too soon, both submitted to their shattering climax.

            Hermione felt like melted wax being poured onto the silk sheets they were sleeping in. Severus joined her, slipping up behind her and pulling him into his body with an absent kiss to her temple.

            Closing her eyes, she breathed, “Definitely addicted to you.”

            He stayed awake listening to Hermione as she slept. Addicted? Was that about sex or was that love? What they had was so new, he reasoned, but at the same time he needed to know that what they had wasn’t just about sex. You, he told himself, are thinking far too emotionally. You aren’t a teenager or a woman, for Merlin sake! The sun was rising the next morning and he still didn’t have a satisfactory answer.

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            Lucius sat tight lipped, as the others sat around him patiently waiting for him to tell the story of the attack. Hermione had made it clear to him that if he wanted her help at all he had better start cooperating. And that cooperation started with the telling of the story of what happened the night he and his wife were attacked. So far about all he had told them were what they had eaten for dinner and what the weather had been like.

            “The weather was nice,” he murmured, his bloodless lips barely moving as he spoke. “There was a bit of a chill…”

            “Do you remember what happened at all?” Hermione asked, her voice sounding as if she were shouting in comparison to the older blonde’s volume. “Is that the reason why you haven’t spoken of it? Because you can’t recall all the facts?”

            “I recall every bloody moment,” Lucius told her, tears gathering in his silver eyes.

            “I told you that we could do this via a pensive memory,” she murmured. “You wouldn’t have to relive any of it.”

            “I will not release the last memory I have of my wife!” He jumped up, hands in fists, and his face flushed with anger. “It’s all they left me of her!

            Puzzled the others frowned even as Hermione whispered, “They obliviated all your other memories of her?” Lucius’s sorrow filled scream filled the large room and had Draco rushing to his father’s side.

            Both Hermione and Severus left the room to the two very emotional wizards. Severus closed the door, seeing the son sobbing along with his father. Once the door was shut he turned to look over to Hermione, who was leaning against the far wall with a thoughtful look on her face.

            He went over to her, tilting her head up to look into her amber eyes. “What are you about, witch?”

            Her hand went to his face, caressing it. “Three things.” Her knuckles came to rest at his jaw. “Whomever did this must hate Lucius.”

            He nodded at this adding, “Taking away all his memories of the woman he loves.”

            “And leaving behind that one last memory, telling him that he was impotent in protecting her,” she murmured. “He more than likely plays and replays that one memory over and over again in his mind. I’m shocked he hasn’t gone mad with it.”

            “That’s more than likely what their attacker wanted,” Severus said, thinking it over. “And the reason why he’s refused to have a funeral.”

            Blinking as if waking up, she asked, “There hasn’t been a funeral yet? Why?” That’s when she looked around at the paintings. “He hasn’t even had one of her portraits brought over by one of the house elves?”

            “I don’t know if she even had one yet,” he said casually. “She was young.”

            Dropping her hand from his face, she pointed out, “She was a pureblood witch. She would have had a painting done for all the milestones in her life. Her sixteenth birthday, her engagement to Lucius, their wedding, and the all too important ‘Madonna with child’ type portrait that I’ve been told is something all mothers do, pureblood or not.”

            “Perhaps he doesn’t recall them?” Severus stepped up closely to her, leaning down and cupping her face. “What was the third thing you were thinking of?”

            “My heart would wither and break if that occurred to either of us,” she murmured, hugging him. “Is it too soon to tell you that you mean that much to me?”

            His arms went around her, as relief at her words nearly overwhelmed him. But rubbing her back, he sighed into her hair, “Far too soon, but I’ll learn to live with it.”

            Tentatively she asked, “You feel the same way, don’t you?”

            “Yes, but if you tell anyone, I’ll have to obliviate them. I have a reputation to maintain.”

            Kissing him over his heart, she murmured, “Your secret is safe with me.”

TBC...

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And there went chapter fourteen! Wow, I can't believe we're already this far. But not to worry, we're not getting to the end quite yet.

Time for Famous Last Lines: Movie Edition! The answers to the last one were "Blade Runner", Rick Deckard (Harrison Ford), and directed by Ridley Scott. "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep" was the title of the book by Philip K. Dick on which the movie was based on. French Macaroons go out to Saphire Phoenix for knowing the movie and the character, as well as the actor who played the part. A lovely mousse (flavor of their choice) goes to Sheedy for knowing the movie and to Kaida for knowing the actor! If I missed you, I'm sorry.

Time for the next quote! "It's okay. It's okay. The door just closed." Clue time! This highly suspenseful film is a tale of past lives, karmic justice, and how one should never go leaping about in a house full of scissor sculptures. There you go! Have a lovely weekend everyone.
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