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Lendoren	By : septentrion Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 19536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Very original story by Jo Rowling, original fic by kelokelo, chapter translated by septentrion and beta�ed by Tanit
Chapter 17. The eternal dance
Relief washed over Severus and the other teachers when they saw Hermione coming in the Great Hall for supper. Professor Sprout had taken every precaution earlier in the afternoon when she had the Gryffindor in class by seating Neville next to her. She was usually his helper in Potions, but in Herbology he could help her. The Runes teacher, Mr Markan, wasn�t for once very keen on reading Hermione�s paper. He usually had pleasure in reading her fluid translations, she made so few mistakes, but today she only managed to translate half of the assignment. Both teachers had felt suspect drafts in their domain.
Harry, Ron and Ginny had noticed that, when Hermione was angry with her companion, more or less bothersome drafts appeared. They told her about that and she dissolved into tears.

�I�ll never be able to do it,� she sobbed, �I can�t master that power.�
Hermione had to admit to herself she was also fearing her own reaction in front of her desire. She desired Erwin, she had fantasized about her Potions teacher, and she knew the latter had the former�s skills in seduction�What would she do if he set out to seduce her? She acknowledged a part of her wanted it badly.
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When she came back to her rooms, she was surprised, relieved and disappointed. Nobody was there. She was deep in her thoughts when she entered her bedroom and and was startled when his voice came from the darkness:
�I wondered if you would ever come back to sleep.�
The lamps around her bed lit up and she saw Severus, who had taken possession of the chair near her desk. He had taken care not to dress with anything looking like his traditional black teaching robe: he wore an ecru woollen turtleneck and black trousers. This outfit made him irresistible in Hermione�s eyes.
� How did you come in here ? � Hermione said in a strangled voice.
He pointed to the painting in her bedroom.
�This is a secret passageway between our rooms, and more precisely our bedrooms,� he added, smirking.
�What?� Hermione cried.
�May I point to you I never took advantage of it�though not from lack of wanting to do so.�
His gaze was fixed on her. Hermione blushed and felt butterflies in her belly at the idea.
�Calm yourself, Hermione, you�re going to overrun Madam Pomfrey�s domain with your drafts.�
� You want me to calm myself? You can get out of here first and leave me alone once and for all! And get out of my head too!�
She turned her back to him while she finished her diatribe, she didn�t want him to see her tears. She felt horrible at the idea he wouldn�t caress her in their clearing anymore, she already felt the void in her.
Severus hadn�t severed the link with her, so that he knew what she was thinking. She didn�t appreciate to know Erwin and her Potions teacher were the same person. But he knew that she was physically attracted to him, and that she liked their discussions. Neither of them had a quiet temper, they would have a tumultuous life, but he wouldn�t let her be engulfed by fear. He then had to make her give in to him physically, so that they could discuss afterwards.
He firmly put his arms around her waist, the same position they had experienced in the clearing, except that this time, his arms and his warm breath on the nape of her neck were very real.
� First, I must beg your forgiveness for the two nights I had you woken up frustrated, � he whispered softly while she was trying to pry his arms away. But he had too firm a hold of her to let her go.
He gave her neck small warm kisses while his hands set off to explore her body. He pushed her hair aside to gain access to the nape of her neck, she seemed to be sensitive there when they were in the clearing, he wanted to have confirmation of it. He was rewarded when he heard her moan softly.
Hermione was giving in to him, she couldn� resist, he knew it and took advantage of it.
�It�s not possible,� she murmured. She was on the verge of tears. �We can�t��
�Make love here? Now? Oh yes, my dear. It�ll help you to understand Severus and Erwin aren�t different people, even though this is difficult for you to acknowledge right now. I�ve been dreaming of this moment for six months, I want to make tangible tonight everything we lived in our clearing.�
She felt Erwin�s force and tenderness, she heard his sincerity. She let herself go against him. Their hands were entwined on Hermione�s belly, but Severus wanted a lot more. He gently pried away one of his hands to pull her jumper out of her jeans and slid his hand on her skin under the blouse. He never ceased peppering her neck with small kisses while he stroked her with his fingertips.
Then as he slowly made her turn towards him and their gazes locked with each other she knew that Erwin and her Potions teacher was the same person and she understood the question in his eyes. Would she agree to make love to the man before her? The man who was at the same time Erwin with whom she had discussions in her dreams, and the Potions professor she�d been attracted to for weeks? Could she lie to herself by refusing? Her doubts were swept away by the very fact that he allowed her option to back away. She was the one to put her lips on his.
His lips were as soft as she had imagined them. He enclosed her with his arms while hers went around his neck.
She surprised him when she took the initiative to deepen their kiss, but soon their tongues sought each other, in a mingle of softness and impatience. He squashed her against him with care and she felt the proof of his desire against her belly. She would have thought she would worry when feeling it but on the contrary, she shivered with impatience instead of fear.
Severus took off her jumper, then his own, before he carried her to the bed, never ceasing kissing her. He lied down against her and removed her blouse, kissing each piece of skin as soon as they appeared. He nearly forgot to breathe when he at least took off the adorable veil of lace which covered her superb breast. He had to hold her for her modesty made her try to cover herself.
�No, � he whispered in a rough voice because of his emotion, �they�re so more beautiful than in my dreams.�
He bent down his head to catch between his lips a nipple hardened by desire, and she shut her eyes to feel his caresses better. His mouth went from one nipple to the other, sucking, nibbling, kissing. She felt more relaxed and he took advantage of that by opening her jeans and slipping his hand under the last defence protecting her intimacy. He felt her stiffen and he cursed the man who had invented that kind of garments. They were so tight that no lover�s hand could find its way under them.
Shyly, Hermione stretched out her hand towards Severus�s shirt to unbutton it. She knew she wanted to feel his skin on hers. Her hands were trembling but she pushed back his hands when he tried to help her. He rolled over on his back and pulled her up so that she was straddling him. She blushed when she noticed herself being exposed to his eyes but his half-open mouth, his halting breathing and his stroking hands made her understand he had as much pleasure as her in their mutual discovery. She moved his hands away from her breast to be able to explore his torso with her mouth.
Severus closed his eyes to better savour this sensation. Her kisses were shy but their softness made his head spin, all the more when her breast brushed him from time to time. As his hands were free, he quickly freed her from the two garments which were still covering her.
She shivered a little when she felt her jeans glide along her legs, she shivered more when Severus spread her thighs to explore slowly her intimacy with his fingers.
Severus gritted his teeth, she was so soft, so wet already, so ready to receive him. He watched her while he explored her. She had closed her eyes to concentrate only on the sensations he was creating in her. He switched between light touches and circular caresses, she then began to imperceptibly gyrate her hips, longing for her pleasure. He moved apart her lips to slide his finger inside of her until her fragile barrier, she bit her lip at the sensation. He started to move his finger, mimicking penetration until she moaned with pleasure.
He quickly took off the rest of his clothes and lay down against her to continue what he had to interrupt. She seemed a bit frightened at the feeling of his erect member against her. He guided her hand up to it and had her stroke him in a to and fro movement. He let go of her hand after a few minutes and she went on on her own, for his greatest pleasure. His finger inside of her adopted the same rhythm she had given to her hand around him. He couldn�t wait, he wanted to make her his now.
Hermione opened her eyes when he took his hand back and flipped her on her back. He slowly covered her with his body, a question in his eyes. She would never have believed he would let her the option to refuse at this point. But she didn�t want to back down, she wanted him to make her discover everything, she didn�t fear the pain, only not to fulfil him. She just grip his shoulders with her hands to bring him closer, it was her way to show him her consent. He gave a hint of a grateful smile and penetrated her smoothly. Her heat enclosed him. When he felt her hymen, he didn�t hesitate and pushed past it with his hips. She bit her lip because of that short pain and he kissed her to beg her forgiveness. When he felt her relax slowly, he laced their fingers together and began to move without haste, a little deeper with each stroke until he was completely sheathed in her. He needed to control his desire to bring her to climax in the same time than him.
Hermione slowly got accustomed to that rhythm she was discovering, quickly their sighs of pleasure resounded in the bedroom. When she wrapped her legs around him of her own volition, he had to stop brutally for fear of being unable to resist his desire. After a while, he moved again, increased his speed and their sighs became moans, then screams. He was losing control, on the verge of his climax, his rhythm was being more violent, when at last Hermione arched in him, digging her fingernails in his shoulders. She saw stars and screamed her pleasure while Severus released himself within her.

I guess this chapter was awaited... Let me know what you think, please. Thanks to my readers and/or reviewers.

firewall: Hermione didn't get much occasion to use her brain, but I guess it did more to help her accept the idea Erwin=Severus than any speech.
Thanks again for the hours you all put into translating and betaing this story. We do appreciate it and it would be a shame for us not to have access to this wonderful story.

Megan Consoer: more chapters to come

Anon: I haven't abandoned the translation, thanks to every one's support.

skydancer: priceless indeed. Thanks for sticking with me.

Citten: I made you wait, but at least, I hope the meeting was to your taste?

Jeni: Thanks Jeni. No, babelfish is good if you only want to understand the global meaning of a page, but to translate, I had to rewrite nearly everything. It was quicker to translate.
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