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Snape's Apprentices	By : Lalani Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 26336 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Eighteen

Draco POV
The Hallways were silent for the most part, unnerving Draco. Hogwarts was usually filled with the chatter and laughter of the students, but today everyone seemed to have stayed in their common rooms. He was twirling his wand between his fingers, deep in thought. Lavender had taken the news way to calmly, but maybe that was just how she dealt with shocking news. He didn’t know her well enough to suspect anything else.
At the door to his quarters he hesitated for a moment, asking himself if he was ready to face Hermione right now. She had enough of her own problems but she would batter him until he talked about his feelings. Sometimes he resented her for her caring attitude and her Gryffindor brashness. The Slytherin way was more comfortable. He squared his shoulders and stepped into their shared common room, just to find it empty. A quick glance at the table revealed an unopened letter. Stepping closer he found it was addressed to him. He picked it up and opened it to the small lettered scrawl of his Head of House. Reading the letter, he snarled a curse word and stepped up to the fireplace. After throwing the paper into the flames, he turned around and made his way back into the hallway and started his walk down to the Dungeons.
This time, again, the Hallways were deserted and Draco felt unease whisper across his spine. It was such an odd thing to find no students hiding in dark alcoves, boys trying to score with their current love-interest. To hear no shy giggles and whispered promises. No rambunctious first years, who explored the castle. Draco himself felt an odd sense of melancholia and would have rather stayed in his rooms to read a book or work on his assignments.
Maybe the castle is feeling depressed today?
Draco shook his head at that odd thought, but then considered it. The Castle was almost sentient at times. Maybe something had happened and the mood swept over the inhabitants, too? He kept on musing about this until he reached the door to Professor Snape’s office. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, he lifted a hand to knock on the door. Almost immediately it swung open and Draco entered the familiar room. Snape was sitting at his desk, his chin resting on his clasped hands, a frown on his face.
“You called for me?” he asked, skipping the greeting. This appeared to be a private matter.
“Yes. I need to tell you what has happened today, so you can keep an eye on Hermione for me.” He replied and then proceeded to tell Draco all that had happened up until this point.

HPOV
“Do you want a tea? Some biscuits?” Professor McGonagall asked for the third time since they had entered her office. Hermione felt a Headache start brewing and declined, yet again.
“No, thank you.” She responded.
“Well…well, honestly, I need another one after today.” Her Professor said and then proceeded to prepare a cup, dumping a healthy dose of Firewhiskey into it as well.
She felt her eyebrows go up and her mood lightened a bit.
“Yes, yes, drinking in front of a student. But honestly, after today, I can honestly say you are not a child anymore. You conducted yourself like an adult and I think me drinking in front of you will not do any more damage than what has happened already.” Professor McGonagall said with a grin of pride on her face.
“Thank you, I think?” Hermione responded, bemused by the Professor’s sudden high spirits.
“Don’t thank me. You have gone through something incredibly upsetting and I haven’t even noticed. I apologize.” Professor McGonagall answered, before settling down into her desk-chair.
“I did not want anyone to know. And Professor Snape was there for me. And no, not in that way, not at first, while I was in distress. This has truly only happened after the detentions, when he saw me make Potions outside of the classroom. After he had decided to take me on as an apprentice and I told him I couldn’t pay for it outright.” She answered. Watching her Head of House, she saw the woman make the math in her head.
“That does not excuse him seducing you.” The older woman answered.
“Actually, it was the other way around…He had just offered me the apprenticeship and explained what it entailed. I decided to express my feelings, since it wasn’t illegal anymore.” She answered quietly. She saw the other woman visibly startle at her confession.
“Your feelings?” Professor McGonagall asked quietly, with a surprised look on her face. Apparently, the woman had not considered that she had wanted the Potion’s Master herself.
“Yes. I have had feelings for Professor Snape for almost a year now. It was definitely one-sided until I accepted the apprenticeship. Even now, I am not truly sure about his feelings. He obviously has some affection for me, though. And for right now, I am fine with that. I need to finish my NEWTs and then my apprenticeship. If afterwards he wants to pursue a real relationship, then I want that.” She answered honestly. It felt good to talk to someone about this. Draco was well and good, but he wasn’t a woman and didn’t have the experience Professor McGonagall had.
“I see. I thought maybe Severus gave you an ultimatum…but I see from your face that it wasn’t like that. Let me give you a piece of advice about Severus. When he gives you his heart, you will have it forever. If he decides you are worth it, he will give you his loyalty and it will not waver. The only way to turn someone like Severus away, is when you do something so terrible to him, it cannot be forgiven.” She went quiet after saying that, lost in her thoughts. Hermione waited patiently for her to return to the present.
“And there is another thing. I would rather not breach his confidence, but if you truly feel for him I need to tell you something else. He and Lily Potter have been having an affair for years. She married James for various reasons, but was obviously in love with Severus and he returned those feelings. Why ever they did not get together and she chose James is beyond me. It is something you need to be aware of. Now, don’t go confronting him about it and don’t be or act jealous of Lily Potter. You re available for a lot more, a real place at his side, while Lily Potter will never be more than a sordid affair.”
Hermione felt her breath catch in her chest at this new information. She stared at the other woman and tried to stop the flood of jealousy that broke out inside of her. Logically, she knew that Severus had other women before her and maybe would have some while she was his apprentice, but still, it hurt. She would have to make sure to talk to him about them being exclusive. She knew he did not want her to take a lover, but she never asked him about himself. Deciding it was no use to despair about this on her own, she pushed the thought to the back of her head.
“I see. Thank you for telling me. I will make sure to talk to him about us being exclusive. I will not share him with someone else. With Professor Sprout paying for my apprenticeship it does give me a definite advantage I didn’t have before.” She answered calmly.
Professor McGonagall stared at her with something akin to disbelief. Hermione started smiling when suddenly the name of Severus’ affair registered.
“Did you just say Lily Potter??” Hermione basically yelled while sitting upright.
“I did wonder if you had maybe not heard me correctly. And yes, Lily Potter. Those two have been together since their sixth year. For whatever reason, though, she married James and seemingly left Severus behind. I only know because I caught those two a few years back in his office, when Harry had done something and she came to talk to him about the punishment. I never liked her over the top involvement with Severus’ teaching style and after that, I suddenly knew why she would forever show up to talk to him. I still like the girl, but heaven help me, I can’t look at her nowadays without remembering her with Severus.” At that, a visible shudder went through Professor McGonagall.
“Was it so bad?” she asked quietly, curious, but reluctant to talk about Severus with someone else.
“Yes. She squeals like Hamster that’s being stepped on. Or a drugged banshee. That is crushing a Hamster. It’s terrible.” She answered and shuddered again.
Hermione felt laughter start in her chest, that bubbled out and sounded almost hysterical, even to her own ears. Professor McGonagall soon joined in and they shared a few merry moments.
They quieted soon and Hermione was left feeling uncomfortable again.
“Hermione, I am allowed to call you that, right?” Hermione nodded her head at the question.
“Good. Hermione, are you sure that Severus did not coerce you or force you? Because if you say yes, I will protect you. No, don’t interrupt. If that is what happened, you will have my support and help. If that is not what happened and you truly entered this arrangement on your own, I will not judge you or Severus. Well, not you, but Severus will have to live with a few well-placed hexes. I just need the truth. And I will be honest with you. Severus is a friend, a dear one, and the thought that I have misjudged him… The truth, Hermione.” Professor McGonagall delivered her small speech in a serious and stern manner, her eyes deep pools.
Hermione stared back and nodded, before opening her mouth. She chose her words carefully.
“He truly has not coerced me, he has not seduced me and he certainly has not made the first step. He was not inappropriate towards me in a way that I couldn’t have escaped from had I felt uncomfortable. You are right, he is not only older than me, but my teacher as well. It would have been easy for him to force or coerce the issue. I understand that us being together raises questions regarding his conduct with not only me, but other pupils as well. But I can honestly tell you there was never even a hint of improper behaviour with him before. He was a complete and utter arse to all of us, equally.” She answered, relieved to hear her Professor chuckle merrily.
“Very well, then. I think everything has been said at this point. I hope you will adhere to the rules we set up?”
“Yes, of course.” Hermione answered.

4 Months later
Hermione struggled to pull herself up from her crouch under Severus’ desk. She had been working and her pen had dropped. In her clumsiness, she had bent under it and when trying to get up, got stuck. She got herself out from under it, red in the face. Just that moment Severus walked in and saw her standing there, out of breath.
“Everything all right, pet?”
“Yes, yes, I just dropped something beneath the desk. Did the elves finish the offices to your satisfaction, Master?” she asked him, while bending over her notes again.
“They have. You and Draco can start moving your things into your office. I certainly look forward to getting mine back.” He replied in a scathing drawl, all the while moving behind her and starting to massage her hips. When she kept on scribbling on the parchment, he gave a small grunt and moved his lips to her exposed neck. She had her hair in a bun, something he hated with a passion, but was necessary for her brewing. His nibbling caused a shiver to go through her body and Hermione decided what she was writing could wait until later. She bent over completely, resting her head on her arms and pushing her bottom into his hips. She immediately felt his arousal and gave a small moan.
She had arrived yesterday in all haste, leaving for her apprenticeship directly after finishing her NEWTs. Draco would start in two weeks, but she had wanted to spend the time with Severus. She had barely said goodbye to her Housemates before she had left via Portkey. She had basically told them to leave her alone after her talk with Severus in that empty classroom. She was sure their NEWTs had been a total disaster, since she had refused to study with them and had rather asked a couple of Ravenclaws and Slytherins to study with her. It had worked well, the presence of Draco serving as a deterrent for Harry’s vile behaviour. She had secretly gotten a kick out of seeing the black haired Gryffindor be put down by everyone in her study group. Even Loona Lovegood had started to give Harry the cold shoulder.
She was abruptly pulled out of her musings, when Severus noticed she hadn’t been paying attention to him.
“Where ever your mind was right now, pet, I suggest you return to the here and now. Or do you want me to punish you?” he drawled in her ear, while gathering up her dress and revealing her bare pussy. She heard him give a sharp breath behind her, before she felt his warmth leave her back. His mouth descended on her nether lips. She moaned long and hard while he dove in to suck on her clitoris, bringing her to a fast orgasm.
“Please, Master, more.” She moaned, moving her hips in a restless manner. He gave a low chuckle and then she heard the rustling of his clothes before the sound of a zipper filled the room. Anticipation cursed through her and she moved her hips back a bit, feeling his arousal slip between her legs.
“How eager you have become. I think I need to put you on periods of abstinence, as a punishment of course. And not nearly as long as four months.” He drawled and entered her in one swift and shocking stroke. Her breath eft her lungs and she was left gasping as he pummelled her to a fast and vicious orgasm. She came twice before he finally finished inside of her, growling and panting her name, again and again. Hermione felt her heart give a small stutter and smiled in contentment. After her arrival at the manor he had been incredibly passionate, more so than before. He barely let her leave his side and would bend her over or lift her up against the wall any chance he got. It was delicious and she oved every moment of it.
Hermione gave a small sigh of disappointment as she felt him leave her bod, but snuggled up against his chest as he sat her sideways on his lap, both of their clothes in disarray.
“I don’t think I would like forced abstinence, Master, even as a punishment. I am pretty sure I went half feral in the last months from missing you.” She whispered against his jaw. He grunted and then gave a heavy sigh.
“You aren’t the only one, pet. Although I do have to admit, I was kept preoccupied by Minerva. I swear to you, I will never ever cross that woman again.” He growled, sounding petulant at the same time.
Hermione snorted inelegantly at the memory of Minerva hexing Severus any chance she got. She even did it in front of the students, providing much needed comical relief for all of the students. It had become a daily occurrence, to see Minerva brandishing her wand and hearing a small yelp and a slew of curses follow shortly after, with Severus not only calling her an old hag but every other name he could think of. The other students had been puzzled when Severus never retaliated, but Hermione knew he took the abuse because of his relationship with the older woman.
By the end of the school year both had buried the hatched and their easy banter had returned again. Of course, to everyone else that had still sounded like the arguments they had been having for years. But after Hermione had spent some time in their company she had started noticing the glint in both their eyes as they hurled insults at one another and understood now that it was a sign of their friendship. In private, they usually had interesting conversations, ranging from something stupid a student had done, to the newest discoveries in Potions and Transfiguration. It had been a joy to her to join their long discussions in the evenings, giving her a chance to see Severus and have intelligent conversations at the same time. She had tried to get Draco to join them, but he had steadfastly refused every time, rather choosing to spent time with Lavender and establishing some kind of relationship.
Hermione sighed and cuddled closer to Severus. He was in a strange mood, she noticed, barely saying anything and sitting there content, with their combined juices leaking on to him and his pants around his ankles. She was reluctant to move as well, afraid to destroy this fragile moment of just being held. But her traitorous heart wouldn’t let her rest. She had wanted to talk to Severus about them both being exclusive but hadn’t had an opportunity till now.
“Master?” she asked quietly.
“Yes, pet?” he answered, his voice deeply relaxed. He shifted slightly under her and cuddled her closer.
“I have a small request of you.” She said, working over the words in her head, not noticing that he stiffened beneath her. Sitting on his lap, she didn’t see the sneer on his face and so she ploughed on before he could speak.
“I know when I agreed to be your apprentice we said that I would be only with you. But the original agreement has changed and now I am really with you. We are… lovers now, right? I just wanted to say, if we are going to keep on being lovers, I would want us to be exclusive. While we are seeing each other, we both will be faithful to the other one, that’s what I mean.” She said it in one rush, ducking her head and missing his expressions change from the sneer to panic before he resettled his features into a blank mask.
“Is that what you want us to be? Mere Lovers?” he asked, his voice gravelly.
Hermione felt a jolt go through her at the tone in his voice. He suddenly sounded vulnerable and she decided then and there to never be anything but honest with this man, even if it hurt. He was her first and if she played her cards right, her one and only. After all of those conversations with Minerva she knew how loyal he was, how, if he gave his word, he would never cheat on her. She could trust in his character, that much she knew about this man.
“No. I want us to be much, much more, Severus.” She answered earnestly, putting her hands on his face, feeling the bit of stubble on his jaw. She was excited to see him like this, with his guard down, slightly unshaven and his hair in disarray. Even as she had spent her weekend here the last time, he had made sure to appear in front of her completely groomed. She liked this slightly relaxed version of him.
“I am going to be honest with you. I want us to be together, but together as in a relationship…eventually. Right now, this is enough, you and me, but I am playing for the long haul. And I really like you and I truly admire you and I want this to last. I really do.” She rushed out, her breathing heavy. She lifted her head and looked at his astonished face and felt her heart give another curious stutter. His mouth worked, but he didn’t speak at first.

SPOV
Severus felt his heart constrict painfully in his chest at her words. He had expected her to give him an ultimatum for something she wanted or to end their affair, but to hear her say she was thinking about a future with him made him want to shout his joy to the world but speechless at the same time. He opened his mouth to reply to her, but closed it again. He thought through what he wanted to tell her.
“Hermione…thank you.” He answered simply, before catching her mouth in a kiss, as tender as the rioting feelings in his chest let him. He cradled her closer and poured all his feelings into the kiss.
Severus had, during these past four months of looking at her and not being allowed to touch her, that he was going to do everything in his power to keep her by his side. He had felt bereft without her, without having her smile at him openly, without touching her. It had been hell to see the male students talk to her, smile at her and be near her. He had nearly hexed the Weasley Twins when they had visited their siblings and had swarmed around her. He had gnashed his teeth at seeing their male appreciation of her and had wanted to stalk over there, throw her over his shoulder and roar his claim to the world. He had turned away back then, but if it were to happen today, he would not stop his urge. Especially since he now knew she returned his feelings.
He broke their kiss and stared into her eyes, memorizing this moment. It didn’t escape his notice that their most romantic moment to date occurred while he had his pants around his ankles. It rankled a bit, that the first time as an adult that he was serious about someone, it would look seedy to an outsider.
“I can assure you, Hermione, that I fell the same way. I, as you put it, really like you and I admire you. I am quite sure that we will last, at least I will give my best to see it last. I want you and I want you in my life. That includes us being exclusive. I will be faithful to you. There will be no one else while we are in a relationship, I swear.” Severus spoke the words with utmost sincerity and wasn’t even remotely surprised when he felt the pull of a magical oath going into place. His magic had reacted instinctively to his feelings and he was fine with that. Hermione gave a huge gasp and covered her mouth with her hand, before throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him.
“Oh, Severus! I swear it with all my heart, while we are together there will be no one else for me as well!” she exclaimed and this time, he did feel surprise when her own magical oath took place. The air was charged with magic and the promises they made to each other. They both knew it wasn’t love yet, but it could grow.
“You know, pet, you could have chosen a more…romantic setting for this. I was, literally, caught with my pants down…” he said, trying to lighten the mood. He didn’t want awkwardness to settle in. With relief he heard Hermione chuckle lightly, before giving a full belly laugh.
“True. Now, do take advantage of the situation, will you? Since my skirts have been flipped up by you….” She replied on a choked laugh. Severus grinned and lifted her slightly, to push his engorged cock into her tight and slippery pussy. To think that he had exclusive access to her and would keep it if he didn’t screw up completely...
He turned her slightly on his lap, cherishing her surprised gasp, until she had her back to him. Lifting her slightly by her thighs, he started fucking up into her.
“Touch yourself, pet, do it!” he commanded.
His thrusts got harsher when he felt her small fingers playing at the place they were joined. He was fucking into her, making her breasts bounce underneath her clothes. He fucked her through the roar of her first orgasm and only when she came a second time did he let himself go. He loved how she came so easily for him and he was planning to train her to come quicker. He almost felt guilty for following up their moment with sex, but then discarded the thought when Hermione gave a satisfied sigh and snuggled back into his lap. She giggled lightly at the tired twitch of his cock inside her and put her head on his shoulder.
“God, this is so good. But we really should get cleaned up. Didn’t you say Draco was coming over today?” she said, already standing up. She let her dress fall down around her knees again and turned towards him. Her hair was a messy bun, with some curls framing her face and she was flushed. She looked completely fuckable and he felt himself get harder again.
“Yes, but he isn’t due for another two hours, pet. So how about you get down to work?” he said with a grin. She responded in kind and got down on her knees, understanding his innuendo. He leaned back with a sigh of contentment as he felt her small tongue lick his cock clean and her mouth slipped down to suckle his balls. He lifted a hand and tugged at her hair until it fell down around her shoulders, before gripping the strands in his fist. Pulling her up slightly, he pushed his already hard cock into her mouth and growled at her to suck him. She looked up at him through her beautiful brown eyes and hummed a melody while working on him until he came like a faucet. He groaned and growled at her as he felt the orgasm run through his body, while she swallowed every drop and cleaned him up afterwards.
They both put their clothes to right and staggered up the stairs into the Master Suite until they reached his bathroom. The House Elves who were still working looked at them curiously. Passing them, he thought he heard a few mutter the words “In-outie” and “finally”, but he couldn’t be sure. He frowned slightly, and then decided to talk to Hermione about it later. Right now, he just wanted to enjoy a leisurely time together with his partner, under the shower, buried balls deep inside of her.
By the time they reached the shower, he was already hard again. He waited until they had both undressed and she had started the water for the tub, before he bent her over the sink and fucked her from behind. She screeched like banshee when he made sure to hit her g-spot every time he surged inside her. He grinned at her back, enjoying her screeches. But he didn’t want to finish this soon, so he pulled out of her, turned her around and sat her on the toilet seat. The bathroom hadn’t been renovated yet, so he put a towel beneath her. When she was seated, he got down on his knees, grabbed her by the thighs and spread her so he could use his mouth on her. He stayed there, sucking on her clit and fucking her with his tongue, until he felt water against his knees. He looked up to see the bathtub had started to overflow. He grinned at his young lover, just to find her almost out of it with pleasure and felt his chest swell with pride. He quickly got up and let enough water drain so they could both get in it. After picking her up again and getting into the tub with her, he settled her back against his chest and took his time washing her and pampering her. Her sighs of satisfaction were enough to stop him from feeling guilty for doing her in this hideous bathroom with the cracked tiles. When he started washing her hair and massaging he scalp, she went completely boneless in his arms.
“Gooood, do that some more, Master. I love it when you wash my hair!” she said, moaning the whole time. He smiled at her antics and decided to spent some more time on her hair.
“I am glad you like it. Say, pet, do you want your own bedroom here or do you want us to share the Master suite? “he asked, suddenly feeling insecure. He had wanted to ask her for a while, but didn’t think she would go for it. He wanted them to share the Master Suite and live and sleep together. She would still have the separate office she had to share with Draco.
“Severus…. are you asking me to actually move in with you or is this only for the duration of the apprenticeship?” Hermione asked him, half turning around in the tub and making the water lap over the edge.
He stared at her profile and really thought about what she was asking. Obviously, the right thing to do would to let her finish her apprenticeship and to let her leave, to enjoy her life while she was still young. But his selfish heart wanted to bind her to him forever.
“Yes. I want you to move in permanently, pet.” He finally answered, tilting her head back and kissing her with all the love and awe he felt in his heart. She sighed into his mouth and returned his kiss so sweetly, he was loath to break it. She could always travel, he told himself, even if she was with him. He didn’t have to clip her wings, like his father did to his mother. He broke the kiss after the longest while, to hear her soft sigh and feel her snuggle into his chest again.
“Then yes, I want to move in with you, as a couple and not as an apprentice. But I do want to look at the plans for this, so I can make a few changes. And I really want a walk-in closet. We can take the room you wanted to set up for me! It was next door to yours, right?” she asked, the last part of her answer turning into babbling. Before he could answer, she had rinsed her hair, jumped out of the tub and started towelling off, before pulling on her clothes.
“Come on, hurry! I wanna see!” she said. He looked at her in astonishment and suddenly felt old in the face of so much enthusiasm. Still, he dutifully finished his bath and got dressed, following her twitching behind into his office, with a bemused smile still on his face.
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