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Snape's Redemption	By : JCB Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 34684 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Seventeen - The mask-and-magic-man�s regalia

�Quiet!� Snape hissed. �Do you want to wake her?�

�Calm down, brother,� Rodolphus Lestrange said as he stepped out of the shadows and moved over to the bed. �Do you really think she passed out just from a surfeit of satisfaction?�

�Damn you,� Snape ground out, realising Rodolphus had managed to cast a spell on Hermione without him knowing.

Still holding the sleeping girl�s legs up, he quickly cast several diagnostic spells over her.

�If you�ve done anything to endanger this, Rodolphus, I�ll kill you!�

Rodolphus strolled indolently around the bed and sat next to Hermione�s slumbering form. He reached out and stroked her breast assessingly, ignoring Snape grinding his teeth in frustration.

�Don�t worry, brother,� Lestrange assured the younger wizard. �I have no interest in your little toy � well, except for her pregnancy, of course.�

�Of course,� Snape spat out, hiding his terror that his plan had been discovered.

�She could lose some weight, though,� Rodolphus noted idly. �Then she could be of ... interest to me.�

�She is perfectly acceptable the way she is,� Snape protested, ignoring his own recent musings on the state of Miss Granger�s body.

�True for you,� Rodolphus conceded. �Any thinner and your skeletal body would probably bruise her bones. She needs the extra padding for protection.�

�I wonder why, as the two of us are so unattractive to you, you are here. Is there an actual point to your visit, brother?� Snape gritted out.

Rodolphus shrugged and moved his hand to continue to explore the young witch�s body. That is until Severus dropped Hermione�s legs down and reached out to grasp the intruder�s wrist.

�Nothing you are doing is halting my desire to kill you,� Snape warned, squeezing the older wizard�s wrist bones together until they cracked ominously.

Rodolphus raised his eyebrows and then, disconcertingly, grinned.

Severus groaned.

�Come now, my most � beloved brother,� whispered Rodolphus as he reached out with his free hand and traced it across Snape�s naked chest.

�No,� Severus stated emphatically, but he made no physical move to stop the older wizard as he skilfully caressed his nipples.

�I always knew you secretly enjoyed my touch, Severus,� Rodolphus whispered seductively. �I knew your protestations of my marriage were based in jealously.�

�No, Rodolphus. I just found that fighting worked against my desires. The path of least resistance often � halted such joys that you allude to,� Snape sneered, releasing his crushing hold on the other�s wrist.

It took Rodolphus a moment to comprehend Severus� words. Once he did, Lestrange frowned and pulled back from Snape.

�You only fought due to the disturbed values living in the Muggle world gave you,� Rodolphus stated, although not confidently. �It was only when you accepted � us � that you stopped your struggle.�

�No, brother. I fought because I did not want you or any man to touch me.�

Rodolphus breathed in deeply, holding Snape�s flat gaze momentarily before glancing down to the sleeping girl lying peacefully between them.

�And now you have found the delights of forcing your will upon someone else. What wonderful hypocrisy!�

�I have never raped her!�

�Probably not,� Rodolphus replied. �But neither did she come to you willingly, did she?�

�Tonight she did,� Snape proclaimed triumphantly.

�You�re a fool, Severus. A blind fool,� Rodolphus laughed humourlessly.

Snape gathered up the spell-bound girl and dragged her across his lap, away from the Death Eater.

�I ask again � the point of your gracing me with your presence is?� he questioned once he felt Hermione was out of harm�s way.

Suddenly, Rodolphus thrust his hand between Hermione�s legs, gathering up some of Severus� seeping seed. Keeping his eyes locked in contact with Snape�s, Rodolphus licked his hand clean.

Inwardly repulsed, outwardly Snape merely sneered at him.

�Bella began bleeding tonight,� Rodolphus abruptly informed Snape, annoyed at the rejection of his advances. �Thus, she will be called up for more � instruction � from our Master. That is, of course, unless she is no longer required.�

�What are you implying, Rodolphus?� Severus questioned carefully as he covered both his and Hermione�s nakedness.

�Don�t worry, brother, I cannot tell anyone about your little plans. I�ve already tried to tell Bella, but your spells are too strong for me to break. Anyway, even if I could tell anyone, who would listen?�

Snape struggled with himself for a moment before admitting, �I don�t know what you mean.�

Rodolphus availed himself of the extra space on the bed and, mirroring Snape�s earlier position, lay down with his hands locked behind his head.

�I did love Bella, you know. Well, I felt an emotion that I had never encountered before. When I had the choice between her and Narcissa, I chose her � my black beauty,� Rodolphus reminisced.

Snape had a brief urge to ask if he really thought Bellatrix was a horse, but decided that the pure-blood would not understand the Muggle reference anyway.

�I did not understand that once having her, I could choose no other.�

Snape snorted at this blatant falsehood.

�I don�t mean the physical,� Rodolphus clarified. �Everything else. We were bound for life and after.�

He paused, looking blankly at the naked girl lying in Snape�s arms.

�She tried to stop me, you know,� he finally continued.

�Stop you?�

�From joining the Crusade. She told me I was a leader, not a follower. She said I would regret it. But she was my wife and I � made her � follow me.�

He turned his head, his eyes capturing Snape�s.

�I do not like her. I�m not sure I ever did. But I � I led her to this. I have created her, made her so desperate to be in favour with the Dark Lord that �� his voice trailed off. Recollecting himself, he continued briskly, �Never mind. Bella is my responsibility and my failure.�

He broke their gaze and swung his legs over the side of the bed, presenting his back to Severus.

�We�re counting on you, Snape. You and that filthy Mudblood of yours.�

Slowly his head turned, displaying his perfect profile to Severus� view and continued speaking.

�Do not fail me in this. The information you have given me tonight means that I can promise that you would not enjoy the consequences. Consequences I would enjoy delivering.�

He rose, walked around the bed and moved towards the corner from whence he came.

�Do not worry about Lucius,� Rodolphus continued on to reassure Snape. �Lucius will never come here and not because of your spells. He was always scared of Bella. She convinced him that coming into this wing would seriously damage his good looks, not to mention his health.�

�Her wing?� Severus grasped onto the easiest of the riddles he had been handed tonight.

�Yes,� Rodolphus replied. �Once Narcissa married Lucius, Bella took over this wing for her own purposes.�

�And they were?�

�She needed a place to hide and feel safe.�

�Safe?�

�Not any of your concern, brother. By the way, congratulations.�

�Wait!� Snape surged up. �She cannot come here, Rodolphus.�

�She won�t, brother. Narcissa is gone and so has her security. There is only one place I could have kept her, made her stay away from the Dark Lord. But I failed somehow and now she is fully his creature.�

And with that, he was gone.

Severus frowned. This had not been the first visit from Rodolphus, and he no idea how he kept on appearing and disappearing. It was not Apparation; the wards forbade it. It wasn�t a secret passage either. Furthermore, he did not believe that the older Death Eater had become an Animagus during his internment in Azkaban. However, considering Lucius� revelations about the experiments being undertaken by the Aurors on the prisoners, who knew what Lestrange was capable of now.

Severus quickly checked the wards to ensure that Rodolphus was unable to tell anyone, especially Lucius, about Hermione. As his acknowledged apprentice, she was deemed to be under his care and was therefore encompassed in the original wards he�d set.

Perturbed, Snape settled back into bed, reviewing their conversation. Other visits from Rodolphus had involved information from meetings and plans on moving Snape back into the good graces of the Dark Lord. They had also spent time gleefully remembering Lucius� many past mistakes and wondering what he would do next. It was this aspect of their brother Death Eater that had always united Rodolphus and Severus; neither of them could abide failure. But this - this was different. Severus could not tell if he was being led into a trap or if he really did have a strong ally amongst the Death Eaters to assist him.

He decided, as usual, to keep his own counsel.

Suddenly, his brain processed Rodolphus� last words. He moved Hermione onto her back and, summoning his wand, waved a complex pattern over her abdomen whilst muttering an incantation. As he continued chanting, the tip of his wand glowed red before slowly changing to a deep sapphire blue. He released the spell and collapsed back onto the bed, once again linking his hands behind his head. He had been following Miss Granger�s �optimum conception� rules and had decided to wait until her fertile time was over before testing for pregnancy. Thus, she could have been impregnated anytime during the last six days. A small, satisfied smile drifted across his face before being chased away by a frown, which was, in turn, pushed aside to make way for another smile.

Released from her spell induced slumber, Hermione grunted and rolled over, draping herself over Snape�s body. Some of her bushy hair hit him in the face and he spat it out of his mouth. Releasing his hands from behind his head, he turned to his former student and carefully gathered her up into his arms, wrapping his long, bony body around her. As her scent filled his senses, he drifted off to sleep, reassuring himself that it was only the cold November air that made him seek out Hermione�s warmth.

A small smile twitched across his lips as he envisioned telling the young witch that they now had to have intercourse at least once every second day for the next two weeks.

*~*~*~*~*

Hermione awoke the next morning with a crick in her neck and the breath of Severus Snape snuffling in her ear. She adjusted her position, knowing by now that any attempt to leave him only woke him up in a fouler mood then normal. If he was left to wake up by himself, he would sometimes condescend to answer some of her questions. Sometimes.

Carefully she placed her cold feet against his, introducing their iciness to him in small doses. It would not wake him up, but it would bring him slowly enough out of sleep that he could not accuse her of disturbing his rest. The snuffling halted briefly as he grunted and drew her even closer. Hermione winced as one of his hipbones dug into her buttock. However, she endured. In approximately seven minutes she would be released. Severus Snape was not a cuddler once he was awake.

Six minutes and thirty-four seconds later (she counted), Snape grunted and, pushing her away, stretched out his back before reaching one hand down and scratching himself. Hermione�s nose flared faintly in disgust. He smirked at her reaction.

�Congratulations, Miss Granger,� his sleep-ravished voice rasped out. �You�re going to be a mummy.�

She rolled her eyes.

�We�ve discussed this - you�re going to be a daddy,� she replied flatly. �That is, if you don�t get killed first. There is a queue, you know,� she finished brightly.

�Ah, romance,� Snape yawned.

Hermione�s jaw clicked shut.

�No, Professor, not romance, not love,� she corrected tightly. �Necessity.�

�What?� he returned in mock horror. �Miss Granger, are you saying that you don�t expect me one day to reveal my tortured soul to you, followed closely by an affirmation of my undying love before I go tripping through the tulips with you?�

The image this created caused Hermione to give a Snape-worthy snort.

�If you ever did that, I would die from the horror and you�d be stuck with me as your personal ghost,� she retorted.

�The horror,� Snape intoned. �Would you be easier to control as a ghost, do you think?�

�Let�s hope we never find out,� Hermione finished the banter.

It was as she was fishing around on the floor for her robe that the full impact of what Snape had said struck her. She shot upright on the bed, her breasts bobbing free of the bedding.

�Oh, help,� she whispered and began to shake.

A pair of arms wrapped around her and drew her back down into the warmth of the bed.

�Miss Granger,� Snape�s voice slithered into her ear. �There is no cause for panic. You knew this was to happen and every contingency for the future of you and the child is planned. I have told you before: I take care of what is mine.�

�I�m not yours,� her muffled voice came out from under the covers.

�Oh, you are, Miss Granger,� he asserted as gently as he could. �You might not believe it or accept it, but you are mine. As is the child.�

A choked cry reached his ears.

�Oh, honestly,� he sniped, his short patience at an end. �I have not even told you about our increased congress and you are acting like a simpering idiot.�

There was a moment of heavy silence before �increased congress?� drifted out from the lump in the bed.

Snape released her and rolled onto his back.

�Yes, Miss Granger,� he answered, smirking. �We now move onto once every forty-eight hours or your body will reject the foetus.�

Hermione�s head eased itself from out under the covers and looked at the older wizard lying on his back, smirking at her predicament.

�You are not a nice man,� she pronounced emphatically.

She flounced into the bathroom, ignoring her naked state, and thus missed the shadow that crossed her former Professor�s face.

�No,� he softly intoned. �I suppose I am not.�

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A/N � Title comes from �To My Wife� by Philip Larkin. You really have to read the whole thing to understand its significance, so here it is�.

To my wife - by Philip Larkin

Choice of you shuts up that peacock-fan
The future was, in which temptingly spread
All that elaborative nature can.
Matchless potential! but unlimited
Only so long as I elected nothing;
Simply to choose stopped all ways up but one,
And sent the tease-birds from the bushes flapping.
No future now. I and you now, alone.
So for your face I have exchanged all faces,
For your few properties bargained the brisk
Baggage, the mask-and-magic-man's regalia.
Now you become my boredom and my failure,
Another way of suffering, a risk,
A heavier-than-air hypostasis.

A very interesting Sonnet and I think it encapsulates Rodolphus. Well, my Rodolphus obviously. Possibly a few other characters as well, I think �.

Just so you know, the overuse of the word �horror� was intentional � too much Joseph Conrad and it was like a little joke between a couple (yes, a couple).

Thank you for ever and ever and ever to all my fantastic betas who put up with my snarky, sinus induced emails!! GinnyW, Claraminutes & JuneW - do not think that I EVER underestimate or do not appreciate you all!!!

And to all my reviewers here on AFF.net - I love you all, but I've been very busy and I'll respond to reviews next chapter (slinks off into the corner, hoping no-one will yell and that they'll keep on reviewing).

I've also posted another story (complete, one shot) at www.owl.tauri.org. It's a bit dark, but not smutty & I'm not sure that it belongs on this site. It's called "Strange Meeting" if you want to read it. Lots of character death

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