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Chapter Sixteen – Mending
Fences
Author: Queen Celestia
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry
Potter
AN: Sorry for the LONG
wait for this chapter. Lets just say I wasn’t sure how
to properly approach the situation so I had to sit around, mull it over, and
now I’m finally able to get my characters to cooperate [sort of] and be able to
progress my story. Plus my beta reader
has died, so forgive the roughness of this chapter. :(
~~~~~
Hermione glanced warily around at the enlarged broom cupboard, and then across
at the heavy jawed woman who was intently staring at her.
“Rita, who are we waiting for.. and why did you want to talk to me in a broom cupboard?”
“Just wait Dearie.” Rita sucked on her quill,
“I just wanted an interview with you and your new boy toy.”
Hermione’s eyes narrowed, “You mean you’re going to write some trashy
article about us don’t you?”
Sniffing Rita replied, “I wouldn’t say it would be trashy!”
A commotion by the door drew the womans
attention away, as Severus was pushed into the cupboard followed by an
overeager Bozo.
“What the bloody hell is going on?” he growled wincing as Bozo shoved
him down beside Hermione.
Ritas eyes narrowed,
“Just a little information to brighten up these dark days.” She set her quill
down onto the parchment which began to scribble out the lines.
“Now then.. Professor Snape, the Wizarding world has been wondering..
Why did you marry Ms Granger? Was it some scandal found out?” at this Rita
leaned forward a manic gleam in her eye, “Were you having relations with her
ever since she got here? Are you some sort of pedophile?”
Severus stared at the woman as if she were insane, “Are you insane
woman?! How do you expect me to be a teacher if I’m a pedophile? No, I was not
having any relations with Madam Snape
until this year, while she is the legal
age of consent! Now if you’re quite satisfied, Madam Snape and I will be
taking our leave of you!”
And with a sudden abruptness Snape took hold of Hermiones
arm, and dragged her [ not very unwillingly mind you ]
out of the closet.
“Quick Bozo! get
a picture of them!” Rita hissed at her photographer.
Bozo obediently followed the couple out of the closet, his hulking form
not hard to miss, as the couple scurried forward trying to escape the unwanted
media attention.
Holding his camera up, Bozo started clicking, and had to duck as Severus
neatly shot a hex at him, giving them the time they needed for the proper
getaway.
“Bastards,” Severus grumbled, his breath hitching, after their arduous
run down the corridors, stairs and other such watnots,
ending up in some random corridor far away from where they had left from.
Holding her side, and panting, Hermione looked up to him mirth in her
eyes as all seemed to be forgotten.
Her hand held firmly in his.
“what are you giggling about woman?” he snarled
at her.
“Oh .. it’s just been
.. awhile, “ She wiped away the tears with her free
hand and smiled up at him, causing his heart to beat a skip. Her eyes drifted
up and her smile took on a hint of lasciviousness, as she settled her gaze back
at him.
Feeling disconcerted, Severus looked above them.
At that moment she said softly, “Look Mistletoe.” and indeed there was the
blasted plant above them.
“Aren’t you going to kiss me?” such simple words, too much for him, why
would she want to kiss him after what he had done? Unwillingly he brought his
gaze back down to her, her eyes still with mirth, but also a
seriousness, as she lifted her chin and puckered her lips.
“Kiss me Severus, it’s bad luck not to.”
Oh Merlin what was he doing, he felt himself being drawn towards her
like a camel to a well. He needed her badly. So badly.
He just wanted to leave his life of hell and just lay down with her, and have
her heal him.
His lips touched hers, his hand curling around her waist.
It had been too long, since he had just kissed her. Had he ever kissed
her? Her mouth moved against his, the softness of her lips intoxicating.
He moaned as she played her tongue against his lips, and gently slid it
into his mouth, in a gentle surrender, her trust enflaming him with feelings he
had never felt before.
It was all ruined by the flash of a camera, embarrassed Severus pulled
away to see Bozo running in the opposite direction.
Severus drew out his wand, and sent a curse at Bozo’s camera, a feeling
of satisfaction as he heard the camera implode, ruining the film.
Some people say a picture is worth a thousand words, but Severus knew
that if that picture ever got out, it would be worth a thousand lives.
Hermione was blinking slowly up at him, her body on fire, her mind
pleasantly muddled. “Well it’s nice to know you can take care of things still.”
The huskiness in her voice tugged at his gut, and he looked back down at
her, hungry.
“I think… we need to get back to our rooms,” he panted out, “before I
decide to take you against the wall for all and sundry to see.”
“Oh.. Severus, I think it’s too late for that,”
Hermione murmured, snuggling up against his body.
Smirking, Severus replied, “I hardly doubt that Bozo actually counts as
a real person.. “
After a fevered stroll down the halls into the dungeons, with many pitstops along the way, Hermione tugged Severus into their
bedroom, and felt him stiffen up beside her .
Oh no ..
not this again. Hermione though, as she felt
him emotionally withdraw from her. Not
the couch again.. please
Severus.. don’t pull away from me.
“Hermione I..”
“Shh..” She softly
pressed her lips against his, leaning up against his body on her tip toes. Severus
tried to push her away, he really did but found
somehow that he couldn’t. The soft
pressure of her lips against his somehow made him defenseless..
the feel of her body pressed up in such trusting
abandon.
Why? How could she?
No he couldn’t do this..
With that thought he sought to pull away from her, only to find himself
on the bed naked and bound by invisible bonds.
“Hermione!” his eyes widened in surprise and shock, as he struggled
against the invisible bonds, his wife looking at him hungrily.
“I knew you would try to get away Severus.. I
could feel it. I needed a way to show you that it’s ok. I am not your Mother,
and neither are you your Father. Except.. for some reason you cant seem to
get that.” Her eyes on him, she slowly
removed her dress, until she was in her panties and stockings, held up by a
garter. Her breasts were free, due to her dress being the non bra type.
“Hermione let me go!” He growled, getting turned on despite himself.
Never before had he felt so powerless, as his wife sashayed towards him, a
hardened look of lust in her eyes.
She silenced him by softly pressing her lips against his mouth, gently
working her mouth against his.
“Severus… just feel.. shhh,” she whispered to him, her eyes glowing. She sat up, and rested her ass on his
abdomen, as she lightly drew her fingers down his chest, before trailing them
up again to stroke his jaw. “Hmmm… what shall I do? I have you all before me.. and ample amounts of time.”
“Hermione,” he voice was low dangerous, with a touch of pleading.
“Oh? You don’t seem to be wanting me.. but you see half the problem is that I’m burning up for you
Severus. How shall I be able to … satisfy myself?”
Severus kept his mouth shut, his breathing becoming ragged. Merlin what
was she doing to him?
Hermione stood up on the bed, her hand on her garter, as she slowly
unclasped it from her stockings. She
drifted her hand down her thigh, lightly grasping her stocking, and pulling it
down letting it slowly caress her knee and calf. Her thighs exposed, Severus tried not to
salivate at this beautiful girl, no sexy woman, who seemed intent on dominating him in the
most primal way.
She finished removing her stocking, and continued to run her hands
across her body, towards her other stocking,
her eyes gazing at herself, as she tugged it down and off her leg,
before sliding her gaze over at Severus, who returned her look hotly.
Smirking, she focused her attention onto his body, letting her hands ran
across his body, before she focused on his inner thighs.
“Hermione.. please.. stop.”
Gritting his teeth, he tried hard not to fall into this temptress’
seductive trap.
“Your body tells me different,” she whispered, her breath skimming his
engorged cock.
Pulling her body over his, her flesh barely touching his, she settled
her wet core down upon his chest, her hands, softly arousing her body.
Her nipples were caught between her thumb and forefinger, as she gently
pulled and tugged, her
back arching, trying to keep in the soft mewls and moans escaping her.
Severus in vain tried not to struggle, the feeling of her wet core on
his chest making him want to plunge into her.
Her left hand crept down lightly brushing against her stomach, before
burying her fingers into her cunt. Rubbing her
clitoris with her thumb, she thrust her fingers inside of her, masturbating on
Severus’ chest.
Severus’ eyes were transfixed upon her fingers rubbing around in her
labia, his penis feeling likely to explode at any moment at this erotic site…
was his wife really a virgin those few months ago?
Now she was nothing but a temptress.
“Are you enjoying this Severus? Me dominating you?” she purred, “Do you
think we’re the same as your parents now?” she pulled her hand away from her
pussy and rubbed her juices along his lips, gently forcing her middle finger
into his mouth.
His eyes hot, he moved his tongue around her finger, caressing her, and
tasting her juices.
“Answer me Severus.” she pulled her finger from his mouth, her eyes
focused on his, “What do you need me to do, so you can break away from the
past?”
She could see him closing up again, the shutters closing in. Sighing
inwardly, she knew that this wouldn’t just be a one night job, more likely a
lifetime job. She paused, was she actually considering staying with him when
everything was over and done with?
Gently she began rubbing his shoulders, pressing her wet core more
firmly onto his chest. Perhaps she needed to try a different tactic. Feeling
him begin to relax beneath her, she shifted and began planting soft kissed
along his jaw, burning him with the look in her eyes.
She began a slow worship of his body, being led by his moans, and his
tensing. Curious, she looked up at him, as she softly kissed his stomach, as
she began to realize something, Severus Snape hated himself. It wasn’t
always evident with how he acted, but how he seemed to shy away from her
attention to his body, he almost seemed virginal. Thin scars seemed to run across his body,
running her lips against them, she closed her eyes and
let herself be led by touch. Slowly, she could feel him warm up, almost as if
he had began to catch fire, his moans overrode his self loathing, as she
focused at the centre of his attention.
Softly kissing his inner thigh, she could feel him begin to writhe , as she spoke, she made sure to exhale on his need,
“What is it Severus? What do you need?”
“I – oh .. bugger it-“
“Well I could,” she interrupted, and she laughingly looked up at him, as
his eyes widened.
She ran her finger down his length, satisfied with his writhing, before
gently kissing the tip.
Severus struggled against the bonds, feeling like he would go mad if she
continued to tease him, finally he managed to growl out, “Hurry up dammit!”
before giving up and completely relaxing into the
bonds.
Wide brown eyes stared at him, before a slow creepy smile graced
Hermione’s features, “But you never answered my question.”
Glaring down at her, he grunted, “Which one witch?”
Pulling herself upright, her eyes glinting she murmured, “The fact of me
dominating you?”
The look he gave her was unfathomable, before he carefully replied, “I
won’t be enjoying it for long if you don’t get on with it witch.”
Giving him a pout, she replied, “Oh alriiight,”
before positioning herself above him, and forcefully slamming her pussy down
his length.
A shocked groan came from him, as Hermione settled herself around him,
before slowly rocking on his length.
Sensually she rippled her muscles around him, caressing him, before she
began to slowly ride him, her eyes trained on his face.
Muscles strained against the bonds, as Severus fought to be able to hold
her, to take control. His frustration came through his desperately trying to
get her to, continue.
A small smirk graced Hermione’s features before she stopped moving completely.
“Severus, tell me what you want.”
Her eyes seemed to be boring into him, and he felt something in side of
him give a little, a very little part, that he would not have noticed, if he
did not hate himself so very much.
And in that moment, he allowed himself a moment of weakness.
“You.”
A moment, before she relinquished the bonds, she lay her self against her
chest, smiling, while still impaled. “Alright.”
Slowly, he lifted his hands before he softly began to touch her.
A strange feeling had overcome him, one he did not know, as slowly, he
turned them over, so Hermione was now under him.
Gripping her legs, he began to gently stroke, focusing on her face as
she let herself go.
The pressure inside of her was beginning to build, except, Severus did
not want to end this, he wanted to stay in this moment forever. The feeling was
so foreign yet wonderful, he did not want to return to
the outside world, back to where all the bad things happened.
“Severus, more!” she moaned, bringing him back to the situation, pulled
by her voice, he gave in, beginning to pound inside of her, as she wrapped her
legs around his waist. The pressure
around his cock grew, and before he wanted her to, she came around him in a
shuddering heap, the pressure was too intense and the feeling was too much for
him to stop, as he came deep inside of her.
Falling forward, their bodies as one, he buried his face in her brown
hair, feeling a feeling he had never felt before.
Fully forgiven.
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