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The Reckoning	By : Snapeoutofit Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 21947 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: All characters and settings are the creation of JK Rowling. I own nothing of Harry Potter and make no money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty One
- 22-Twenty Two
- 23-Twenty Three
- 24-Twenty Four
- 25-Twenty Five
- 26-Twenty Six
- 27-Twenty Seven
- 28-Twenty Eight
- 29-Twenty Nine
- 30-Thirty
- 31-Thirty One
- 32-Thirty Two
- 33-Thirty Three
- 34-Thirty Four
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Hermione was packing her trunk so that the house elves could move her belongings from Gryffindor Tower to her new chambers when Ginny entered the room. She sat on the bed opposite Hermione and watched her momentarily.
“Did you ever think you’d become focused in potions and study under Severus Snape?”
Hermione chuckled in reply as she folded a jumper. “I never thought I’d fall in love with him, that’s for sure,” she said.
Ginny smiled at that. “What’s it like?”
Hermione placed the jumper in the trunk and began folding another one. “It’s...it’s impossible to explain, Gin. When I am with him I feel as if everything is right in the world. I feel safe. Whether we’re reading or brewing or...doing other things,” she said with a smirk, “I feel complete when I’m with him.”
Ginny tucked her feet beneath her as she watched Hermione dreamily. “Harry and Ron are leaving after the holidays to begin auror training.”
“I heard! They both seem so excited,” Hermione gushed.
“Yes, they are. And I think I’m going to move in with Harry after graduation. Well, Harry and Ron, I guess.” She rolled her eyes. “I can’t ever seem to shake that one.”
Hermione laughed. “I figured you would. Have to spoken to Molly about it?”
Ginny nodded. “She has changed quite a bit, you know. She says she’s ready to ‘downsize her life’ and that she wants to travel with Dad more. You know how much they love Harry and I think they’re ready to feel the nest get a little more empty,” she explained.
Hermione closed the trunk and latched it. “Who would have ever thought that after so many years of chaos things would finally start falling into place?”
Suddenly Hermione was startled when a large black owl flew up and pecked at the window beside her bed. She jumped and turned to open the window. The bird flew in and perched itself on the desk.
“Snape’s owl?” Ginny asked as Hermione removed a scroll from his leg.
Hermione nodded as she began to read the note.
“Out loud,” Ginny chided with a devious smirk. Hermione clicked her tongue once, but complied. It read:
Dear Hermione,
The attached papers were delivered to our chambers not too long ago. I wanted to send them on to you because I assumed you’d be excited to receive them.
Additionally, will you brew with me this evening? The hospital wing needs more blood replenishing potion. I’d like to watch you work before bringing you home for the night. I know you can make this on your own without my supervision, but I miss you nonetheless.
Feel free to have Felix deliver the papers to Minerva and please meet me in the lab at eight.
With love,
SS
“It’s my employment contract,” Hermione explained as she flipped through the papers. An excited smile bloomed across her face. She read the document and signed. As she rolled up the parchment, Felix expectantly held out his leg to her. She scratched the owl’s head before sending him back out through the open window.
Ginny walked over to Hermione and enveloped her in a warm hug. “We’re all very happy for you. And so proud.”
Moments later, Hermione and Ginny left the girl’s dormitory to find a party being held in the Gryffindor common room. Charmed lighting hung about the room and a banner that said Congratulations Hermione floated over the fireplace.
“Surprise,” Ginny whispered as they descended the stairs. Ron met them at the bottom and offered them both a glass of punch.
“Congratulations are in order,” Harry’s voice boomed as he made his way to the center of the room. “Miss Hermione Granger, Gryffindor’s Princess, and most valued member of The Golden Trio has decided to remain at Hogwarts as adjunct faculty to study and brew alongside Professor Snape.” Harry gave a little smirk. “And...”
“He’s mad...” Hermione whispered to Ron as he chuckled into his cup.
“Mad and possibly a little drunk,” Ginny slapped her hand across her forehead. She walked over the Harry and glared at him before speaking to the room.
“Hermione,” she began calmly, “we wish you all the best, the utmost happiness and success, in your new role,” she said as she lifted her cup in a toast and the room erupted in applause.
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“I thought I said to meet me at eight,” Severus said with confusion as he entered his private lab at 7:30 to find that Hermione had already begun brewing.
“Hello to you too,” she glanced up from her cauldron to flash a smile in his direction.
Severus removed his frock coat and hung it on a peg by the door. He began rolling up his sleeves and washed his hands before coming to stand next to her.
“I’ve only just begun,” she explained as he watched her. He let his arm snake around her waist to pull her closely to him.
“Minerva said that she received your papers so you are officially a member of staff. She also said there was a party in the Gryffindor common room this afternoon,” he said.
Hermione chuckled. “Yes. A surprise party.”
He rubbed her hip gently. “Well I’m glad that you still found your way to me.”
“Always,” she said as she turned her head to plant a gentle kiss on his collarbone.
After they had finished bottling and sent the potion up to the hospital wing, Severus allowed himself a moment to indulge in the sight of her, post-brewing. He loved the way her hair began falling out of the once tight bun she secured the unruly mass in. He enjoyed the way perspiration and moisture collected on her skin like morning dew.
“It’s bloody hot as hell in here, Severus. The dungeons are never this warm,” she said as she took off her apron and removed her jumper, revealing the white tank top she wore underneath. She put her apron back on to continue cleaning the lab bench.
He chuckled as he watched her. “This room has its own warming charm. It’s always warmer than the rest of the dungeons.” He let his eyes wander up the curve of her spine to her bare neck.
“You’re beautiful,” he uttered just above a whisper.
“I’m certain I look like a wet dog.” She pointed her wand into the cauldron to clean the inside.
“No. You’re beautiful and if you attempt to correct me again when you cannot even see yourself I will take you home and ravish you,” he said curtly.
Hermione looked at him, momentarily confused. “None of that sounds like a punishment.”
“Precisely,” he said as he pointed his wand at the cauldron and sent it soaring back to the shelf. He moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her back, untying the apron as he did. As the apron fell open he let his hands slide lower to cup the fleshy globes of her arse. This caused her hips to press deliciously against his thigh. Hermione bit her lip as she noticed her arousal building.
Severus grabbed her waist with both hands and lifted her up onto the lab bench. He pulled the apron over her head and let it fall down beside her. She opened her thighs to accommodate him as he stood before her.
“You are the most intelligent, most beautiful, most utterly perfect creature that I could only have ever hoped to have half naked in my lab,” he muttered as he kissed her deeply. Hermione felt his erection press between her legs.
She let her head fall back. “Make me completely naked and you might like it even more.”
He growled in response and pulled her tank top up and over her head. Unclasping her bra behind her back, he let let breasts fall free. He kissed down her neck and chest until he captured her flesh in his mouth and sucked gently as she careened beneath his wet tongue. She felt his hands move to unbutton her jeans and he wrapped one arm around her waist in order to lift her enough to allow them and her knickers to be shuffled off and land on the floor.
Severus crouched down between her splayed thighs. He gripped each thigh with one hand and forced them open before planting a soft kiss on her public bone. Hermione, propped up on her elbows, moaned at the contact and let her head fall back. His kisses slowly moved down her body until his tongue was gingerly making its way in between her wet folds. His tongue delved deeply inside her as he lapped away at her wet entrance.
His right hand wandered away from her thigh and he slowly inserted a long finger alongside his tongue, making Hermione moan loudly. He pressed up against the sensitive cluster of nerves within her as he lapped up her steadily increasing wetness. A second finger slid inside her and she arched at the contact.
Steadily he began stroking the spot. He kissed her clit and moved his face away. His lips glistened with her essence and he kissed her inner thigh.
“I want you to come for me, sweet girl,” he muttered through the featherlight kisses.
“It’s not going to take long if you keep doing that,” she said through heavy breaths. Severus took that as an invitation to force her to let go right there in the lab. He began rubbing forcefully inside her and she felt her walls contracting around his fingers.
Within minutes Hermione looked perfectly uncomfortable. She was thrashing about on the lab bench as her muscle’s spasmed. His fingers were coated in her pearly white release but he was waiting for her to go soaring over the edge with the intensities of an earth shattering orgasm. She was muttering something but Severus couldn’t make out what it was.
He stood and leaned over her as his fingers delved as deeply as they could inside of her silk core. His other hand smoothed her hair back from her face before he took her curls in his fist.
“That’s it, my girl. Relax for me,” he whisper.
Hermione tried to take a deep, steadying breath and as she did she felt her body give way. With a head-splitting scream of agonizing bliss she spilled over his hand. Severus continued pumping into her to elicit all of the delicious liquid from her core. Her body was convulsing as her orgasm sent her to another place entirely.
Her release coated his hand, her thighs, and the floor. When her breathing finally slowed, Severus removed his hand and bent between her legs to kiss the wetness there. He could feel the heat radiating from her as her muscles pulsed and her body tried to come back to earth. Slowly he came back up to kiss her lips. When he tried to pull away, her hand found its way into the back of his hair to make him continue to kiss her more deeply.
Severus thought his cock was going to break in two from straining against that front of his trousers, but as he continued to kiss Hermione he got lost again in the taste of her come on their tongues. Kissing her like this made him feel heady in a way he did not recall feeling before. He had to break the kiss before he erupted in his pants like a pubescent teenager.
He kissed the column of her throat. Her breathing was deep and her eyes were closed. His voice sounded like gravel when he spoke.
“Let me take you home.”
She nodded her reply and Severus helped her to her feet. She dressed and he reset the wards to the lab. As they walked through the torchlit corridor, for the first time, Severus’ hand found its way into hers. He squeezed gently as he led her through the hallway to their chambers. When they arrived, Hermione was pleased to see her trunk and other belongings had already been moved and were neatly stacked by the doorway to the bedroom.
Severus led her through to the bathroom where they both stripped before stepping into a steamy cascade of water and Hermione let out an audible moan as the shower saturated her sweat-dampened curls. Severus poured a generous amount of her shampoo into his hand. Turning her around, he began methodically massaging her scalp. Hermione sighed deeply at the familiar scent.
“Is that mine?” She asked.
“Yes,” he replied as he rubbed her. “I put a few things away for you when your trunk was delivered.”
She smiled and he began rinsing the soap from her hair before following it up with conditioner.
“Hermione,” he began as he ran his fingers through her hair and rinsed a second time, “Do you ever stop and think about how odd and surprising all of this has turned out?”
She turned to face him and stroked the side of his face. “Yes, all of the time,” she began. “The difference between you and me is that I don’t question it.”
He thought about that for a moment before wrapping his arms around her and kissing her deeply.
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