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Daddy Dearest - (No Update, Edit)	By : Ms_Figg Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 18278 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 19 ~ Justice Wants Justice

Hermione turned the burner under the soup on low and listened to see if she could hear the wizard leaving. There was no sound, but she knew he hadn't left yet. She would have heard the front door open and close. What was Justice doing? He didn't have that many clothes. Hermione untied her apron and laid it on the back of a kitchen chair and headed toward the bedroom.

It was quiet.

Too quiet.

The witch began to tiptoe, and peered around the corner of the bedroom door to see Justice sitting on the bed, a look of disbelief plastered on his face and a finger stuck inside the pensieve.

Dear gods!

"What are you doing?" the witch screamed at the Auror, who didn't respond. He was still in the pensieve.

Hermione ran over and snatched the pensieve off the nightstand. The Justice came around, blinking. He had just come to the part where Severus had laid the witch on the bed, kissed his way down her body and started licking her between her thighs.

Justice looked at the witch, his eyes cold.

"I thought you didn't like oral sex," he said.

"Get your clothes and get out, Justice," Hermione replied. She was a little scared at the way the Auror was looking at her.

"You never responded to me like that. Said things like that. Reacted like that when I touched you, Hermione. Never," he said in a low voice. "Do you have any idea what it's like to watch my witch tell another wizard the things you told him? Watch you let him do things to you that you wouldn't let me do? Watch his mouth move all over your body while you begged for more? Gods, Hermione�did you ever love me?"

"Justice, it's not what you think," Hermione said in a small voice. But she didn't want to tell him that memory happened eleven years ago. He'd put two and two together and realize Severus was Mathias' father.

"Did you ever love me?" Justice demanded, standing up and towering over the witch.

"You were there, Justice," Hermione said softly. "I cared about you�"

"But did you love me?" he demanded again.

"I don't know if I did, Justice," the witch said, "But you were fun, handsome�"

Justice stared at Hermione. For a moment, just one crazy emotion-filled moment, he felt like raping her. Hurting her. Punishing her for being unfaithful to him and leading him on all these years. His brown eyes raked over the petite witch, standing there holding that damn pensieve, looking at him wide-eyed. She looked rather scared now. It wouldn't be hard to overpower her. It wouldn't be hard at all to make her pay for hurting him.

No, he wouldn't do anything to Hermione. But the wizard, he was a different story�Justice knew who he was and where he was.

Hermione's heart was pounding, the Auror's eyes took on a very evil glint for a moment. He looked frightening, as if he were thinking about hurting her. She'd left her wand in her robes pocket in the kitchen. She was dressed in jeans and a white pullover shirt. Totally defenseless against the wizard.

"Handsome didn't seem to matter in that pensieve. I know who that wizard is, Hermione. He teaches at Hogwarts. Professor Snape. He's got to be twice your age," the Auror said. "I guess he outfucked me, right? Now you want him."

"Justice you've got it all wrong," she said, "He's not the reason we are breaking up. I just need a change. Mathias is gone off to school now, things are changing�I'm changing. I don't want a committed relationship any more. It's been a long time coming�but you grabbing me last night showed me I needed to go ahead and tell you�"

Justice frowned at her.

"Tell me, Hermione�did you go down on him after he went down on you?" the Auror asked, his brown eyes hard. "You've never gone down on me."

"Justice�" Hermione said, her eyes glistening. "Just listen to me�"

"You know something? Fuck you, you slut. I'm out of here," Justice seethed, grabbing his clothes and striding toward the bedroom door.

He turned to her.

"I'm glad I didn't marry you, Hermione. I'd probably have ended up sleeping with half the wizarding world," he said nastily. Then he left.

Hermione set the pensieve back on the nightstand, then sat on the bed, hugging herself. She didn't think the situation could get much uglier than it did in her office, but it did. Why did she leave the pensieve out? She wasn't thinking.

Justice thought she had fucked Severus recently and willingly. He had no idea it happened eleven years ago and despite how it looked, she had no memory of the actual act. Well, she did now, thanks to level two. This was awful.

But one thing was certain now�she and Justice were truly over. After viewing that pensieve, he would never want her back. Hermione hoped he'd get over her soon and find someone to love him the way he wanted.

She wasn't the one he needed.

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Justice minimized his clothing and stuck it in his robes pocket. His expression was terrible as he apparated to Hogsmeade.

He reappeared at an apparation point near the Three Broomsticks Inn and strode toward the establishment, heedlessly bumping into witches and wizards as he did so and not saying a word. He walked into the Inn and straight to Madame Rosmerta, who was washing glasses behind the bar. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Hello, Mr. Forall, back again?" she said�then her smile faded as she saw the look in his eyes.

"I'm here in an official capacity, Rosmerta," the wizard lied. "I need to see your guest book."

Rosmerta didn't even ask the Auror why as she reached under the bar and retrieved the book for the Auror. She just hoped she wasn't in any kind of trouble.

"Here you go," she said, sliding the book over to him.

Justice leafed through the book of signatures until he came to last night's listing. Rosmerta had let six rooms. One of them was to Professor Severus Snape. Room eighteen.

"I need the key to room eighteen," he said to the witch, closing the book.

Rosmerta retrieved the key and gave it to him. The Auror took it, walked across the restaurant area and up the stairs two at a time. Rosmerta watched him disappear around the corner worriedly. She hoped nothing illegal went on in her inn.

Justice arrived at room eighteen and opened the door. He walked in and looked around.
Yes. It was the same room Hermione and the wizard were in when he viewed the pensieve.

Justice's hands balled into fists, and his mouth twisted into a snarl as he looked at the bed. The bed where the wizard had taken the witch he loved. Gods, how Hermione had responded to the wizard. That was the worst part. It was easy to see how badly she wanted to be fucked by the Potions Master. Justice always had to coax sex out of Hermione, practically beg her before she would give in.

Justice was glad he hadn't actually seen the wizard stick his cock in her. He wouldn't have been able to take it and probably would have trashed the witch's bedroom, maybe even done something terrible to Hermione without meaning to.

Justice's eyes went dark as he imagined Severus fucking Hermione.

The dark wizard better have gotten his pleasure from the witch, because he was going to experience a world of pain for taking her.

The Auror spun on his heel and exited the room.

He had to pay a certain witch-stealing Professor a visit.

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Severus had finished his supper and walked toward his Potions office. He had some marking to complete as well as the rest of the questionnaires to read. As the wizard walked he wondered how Hermione had reacted to the letter he sent her. His less wicked side won out, and he decided not to talk to the witch when her deflowerment was so fresh in her mind and his imprint psychologically still on her body. He also wondered if she went level two.

Gods, if she had�

Severus opened his office door and walked inside, leaving the door open just in case one of his new Slytherins were in need of something. The first week was unsettling for them, homesickness being the most common ailment, though not one of them would dare confess this openly out of fear of being seen as a baby by the rest of their housemates.

The wizard sat down behind his desk, opened the top drawer and took out the rest of the questionnaires. He had brought them here earlier in the day, intending on reading them. Jasmine Malfoy's parchment was on top. This ought to be a hoot. It didn't seem very long either. Severus started reading. Where the hell had the witch gotten pink ink? The Potions Master squinted.

First Year Questionnnaire
Slytherin House
Head of House: Professor Severus Snape, P.M.

Student Name: Lady Jasmine Narcissa Malfoy

Age: 11

Father's Name: Lord Draco Malfoy
Father's Occupation: Esteemed Council Member of the Ministry of Magic

Mother's Name: Lady Eloise Malfoy
Mother's Occupation: Mistress of Malfoy Manor

First Contact: Lord Lucius Malfoy
Second Contact: Lady Narcissa Malfoy

Favorite Subject: Defense Against the Dark Arts
Secondary Subject: Charms

Hobbies: Shopping
The Person You Most Admire: My Father
Trait You Most Admire: Power
Your Current Goal: To marry a rich and powerful wizard.

Why Do You Think You Were Sorted into Slytherin House?
Malfoys have always been sorted to Slytherin House. Father says Slytherin is in our blood.

Describe Yourself:

I have beautiful blue eyes, lovely white-blonde hair and soft, fair skin. I am going to be tall and leggy like my grandmother.

What Do You Believe Slytherin House Can Do For You?

Slytherin House is going to help me learn how develop and practice my charms as I grow older. Not magical charms, my own personal charms. My grandmother says I have to learn to use them properly and Hogwarts has enough wizards to practice on while Slytherin house will teach me how to use my charms to my own advantage. Slytherin might help me pick a future husband too.
Severus sighed. Jasmine came to Hogwarts on the prowl. She was going to be a handful in the coming years, Severus was sure of it. Her grandmother Narcissa used to make wizards fight over her for fun. Well, Mathias ought to be safe from her claws when they came of age. There was no way Draco would let his little girl have a relationship with a wizard of questionable ancestry.

Severus shuffled to the next parchment. He was about to start reading when he felt eyes on him.

He looked up.

In the doorway stood a tall, blonde-haired brown-eyed wizard. Severus recognized him. It was the wizard Hermione had slapped last night at the Three Broomsticks.

"May I help you, Mr�?" Severus asked, his eyes raking over him.

The wizard entered the Potions Master's office and walked up to his desk.

"Forall," Justice said, his eyes glittering, "Mr. Justice Forall. But you can call me the wizard who's going to kick your ass."

And the wizard punched the Potions Master squarely in the face, knocking him backwards over the chair, the wizard landing heavily on the stone floor.

"Get up," Justice seethed.

The Potions Master slowly rose from the floor, straightened his robes and felt his nose, his black eyes blazing. It wasn't broken or bleeding, but hurt like hell.

"I presume this is about Hermione Granger," Severus said to the Auror as he began to unbutton his robes. "Judging by your attack on me, I imagine nothing I can say will sink in, so let us take this to the school grounds, Mr. Forall. I fear my office is too small for physical altercations. I take it this will remain physical, or are you prepared to duel?"

"Physical is just fine with me, you witch-stealing son of a bitch," Justice said through gritted teeth.

Severus removed his robes, picked up the overturned chair and neatly laid the robes on the back of it. He then unfastened his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves.

"I assure you Mr. Forall, I have stolen no part of Hermione Granger," the Potions Master said as he unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt.

"You've stolen parts of her all right. I saw it in a pensieve, plus I went to the Three Broomsticks and checked out the room you booked last night, Professor. It was the same room you two had your 'meeting' in," Justice snarled. "It might be over between Hermione and I, but I'm going to get some satisfaction too, my way. You took something I treasured. I want blood in return."

Severus reached into his top drawer, retrieved a rather thick black rubberband and tied his lanky black hair into a pony tail.

"You are making a mistake, Mr. Forall, but if it's blood you want I shall be happy to provide it for you. I just hope you don't mind if it is your own," Severus said, taking out his wand and laying it on the top of his desk. He looked at the Auror expectantly. "Your wand, Mr. Forall? We wouldn't want to tempt fate should either of us lose fairly."

Justice took out his wand and waited for Severus to walk around the desk before he laid it next to the wizard's wand. Severus gestured toward the door, and Justice exited. The Potions Master followed him, locking his office door securely.

The two wizards walked up the dungeon corridor silently. Justice surreptiously sized the dark wizard up. He already knew he was lean and muscular. He'd seen him naked after all. And that was something else that bothered him. The pale wizard was better endowed sexually than he was, so most likely had given Hermione an experience the Auror couldn't match.

Justice growled deep in his chest. He was going to beat the wizard into unconsciousness.

Severus looked straight ahead as they walked, centering himself for battle. Damn it. Here he was getting ready to fight a wizard over pussy he'd gotten over eleven years ago. What the fuck was Hermione thinking, letting the man get hold of that pensieve? Mr. Forall must not have viewed the whole of it, or he'd know that Hermione had been a virgin and that the memory was an old one. The wizard thought he'd fucked her last night at the inn.

Severus scowled.

Shit. Hermione Granger was nothing but trouble, even if he wasn't fucking her. He might have to rethink that. If he were going to fight over the witch, then he deserved something for his trouble other than aches, pains and possibly broken bones.

They reached the main hall, turned and walked toward the main doors. Curious students on their way to study watched the two silent, straight-faced wizards stride to the exit and leave the castle, the Potions Master not wearing his customary billowing robes and his shirtsleeves rolled up. That was odd. Something was going on. But it was getting late so they couldn't follow and spy on the wizards, no matter how curious they were.

Once outside, Severus looked at Justice appraisingly. The wizard looked as if he could fight. But Severus was a seasoned fighter himself. On occasion he had filled in for Kingsley during Order training sessions. He was sure he could hold his own with the wizard.

"I suggest we continue on until we are out of sight of the castle," Severus said to Justice.

"I don't care where we go," Justice replied, looking at the wizard with hatred, "So long as you get what's coming to you. I don't see what she saw in you."

Severus looked at him, his wicked side rising to the fore. This time, Severus indulged it.

"Maybe she saw what I put in her, Mr. Forall," he replied silkily.

Justice turned bright red with rage at the thought of Hermione fucking the Potions Master because she wanted his huge cock.

"You fucking bastard," he hissed at the wizard walking calmly beside him.

The wizards were about ten feet apart as they walked over the grounds toward the Forbidden Forest. Severus smirked. The wizard was very emotional. It would affect his fighting�make him reckless.

"Yes, I am," Severus agreed, fueling Justice's rage even more.

They stopped at the edge of the forest. Severus turned to face the irate wizard. He watched as Justice unbuttoned his robes. When the Auror dropped them to the ground, Severus took a defensive stance.

"Whenever you feel man enough, Mr. Forall," he purred.

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A/N: Wow, Justice got pretty nasty, didn't he? Well, seeing Severus getting Hermione hotter than he ever could and doing things to her that he never did probably was a big blow to his ego. Not to mention Sevvie's goods. Man oh man. And poor Severus. Fighting over 11 year old nookie. Lolol. I don't think I am going to write the fight scene this time, just the condition they are in when they return to the castle for the sake of moving the story along. Well, anyway, please review.
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