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Shadows Of The Past	By : soldiersgirl0709 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 64110 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter Twenty-five: The Gift of Closure

Where Hermione makes a confession of her own.

It was late in the afternoon and the Malfoy house was abuzz with visitors come to see Elias. The Healer was of course completely baffled but at Jessa�s request the family kept the real reason for his recovery a secret. Jessa revealed her history to Harry and the Weasley�s with great trepidation but found them just as willing to accept her as Hermione. It was overwhelming, but she basked in the acceptance and love of family for the first time and was content.

She was sitting in one of a dozen or so of the Malfoy�s sitting rooms, quietly sipping her tea. She needed to get away from all the noise and needed a little space from the elder Malfoy son. He was a temptation she feared giving in to but he was determined and a woman could only fight her own nature for so long. She looked up when Harry, Ron and Hermione walked in, closing the door behind them before they sat on the sofa across from her.

�What? You three look like the harbingers of death!� Jessa laughed nervously as she stared back at them.

�Jessa�.the man you told me about, the man who came and took you away�what was his name?� Hermione asked.

�His name was Severus. Severus Snape.� Jessa said, her eyes softening when she said his name. �Why?�

�I thought so. We knew him, Jessa. We knew him very well.� Hermione said.

�You�you knew Severus? How��

�He was our professor at Hogwarts�what do you know of our world?� Hermione asked. She needed to know so she would know how to tell the story.

�Not much. Only what my mother told me of my father and the little bit I could overhear later. I found out about the war and about Severus�s death from a woman in a candle shop who was a witch and a bit senile�everyone else thought she was just crazy but I knew�.�

�Alright�Hogwarts is a school where wizards and witches go when they are young to learn about their history and the various aspects of magic. Severus Snape was our Potions Professor and for a short time he taught Defense Against the Dark Arts and even served as headmaster.� Hermione said.

�Professor Snape was also a member of Lord Voldemort�s army.� Harry said. Jessa gasped, her hand coming to her chest in shock. �When he was a very young man he joined the ranks willingly but shortly after he realized the error in his decision. You see�he loved my mother, loved her from the time he was a boy and Voldemort�Voldemort killed her and my father�he tried to kill me.� Harry lifted his shaggy fringe and showed her the scar on his forehead. �Snape was devastated�from that point on he served as a spy for a group called The Order of the Phoenix. He worked deeply within the ranks of the Dark Lord�s army and carried information back to the people who were working to destroy them. He protected me, for my mother.�

�Your mother is the woman�the woman he couldn�t save, the reason he was so determined to save me.� Jessa said tearfully.

�Yes, her name was Lily.� Harry said with a smile.

�Lily...he wasn�t�I mean he always told me�?� She asked, peering closely to see if there was any likeness.

�No�he and my mother were never more than friends, though he did love her very much.� Harry answered, understanding the question she never asked.

�He was a right scary git�but he was bloody brilliant and the bravest man any of us have ever known.� Ron added quietly.

�We were with him�when he died. We were there with him.� Hermione said, tears falling as she remembered.

�He died a hero, still protecting me with his last breath. He gave me his memories, there is a spell that allows a wizard to create something called a pensive�it�s almost like watching a home movie only it�s magic.� Harry was at a loss to explain the process. �He gave me the tools, the knowledge to defeat Voldemort.�

�You? But you couldn�t have been more than a child!� Jessa exclaimed.

�I�d been battling Voldemort since I was eleven. I was NEVER a child.� Harry joked.

�We wanted you to know, wanted to tell you so that maybe you could get some closure.� Hermione said.

�How did he die?� She asked.

�He was attacked by Voldemort�s familiar, a giant snake called Nagini.� Ron said. �He is buried on the grounds of Hogwarts where a statue stands in his honor. If you like we can take you there.�

�I would like that very much.� She said. Harry, Hermione and Ron gathered around her and as a group they disapparated, taking her with them to the gates of the school. The gates immediately opened, recognizing the three who saved the school once upon a time. They led her away from the castle and into the large gardens, deep through the hedges and far away from the rosebushes stood a large, imposing statue of a man, robes billowing behind him, arms crossed and head held high as he looked into the distance at the castle. Around him grew every species of lily a person could imagine. On the base his epitaph was carved:

Severus Snape

January 9, 1960 � May 1, 1998

Beloved Hero, Potions Master, Headmaster

And

Friend

�Always.�

�We buried him here where he could watch over the castle and its students as he had for the majority of his life.� Hermione said, smiling up at the scowling statue. She had insisted that it not be carved smiling because would have been livid, instead his ever present scowl was carved instead. Jessa moved forward slowly and knelt in front of the monument. She reached out and touched his name, tracing the letters etched into the cold stone.

�He was gone for two years before I knew it. I heard it from that little old witch in the candle shop. I think I cried non-stop for months. I loved him, so much, even though he never loved me back.� Her tears splashed onto the stone, the tears of a woman finally getting answers, finally finding closure.

�Jessa, from what you told me he showed you affection, he was good to you and he showed you tenderness. That, from a man like Snape, was equal to a declaration of love. In truth it may have been the only way he was capable of saying it.� Hermione said as she knelt down beside her. �He was a man of many facets, he kept his feelings locked deep inside, never showing them. We believed he hated us yet he died to save us. Put himself at risk more than once for us before that. He even stepped in between us and a werewolf once. He was a good man, Jessa.�

�Yes, he was. And he did show me affection, and when he made love to me it was with nothing but tenderness.� Jessa smiled and wiped her tears away, looking up and to see the face of the man she had loved carved in stone. �Thank you for this. Thank you for telling me.�

�We�d take you to his portrait inside the castle but he never comes to it. He came once about three years ago when the rumors about Elias somehow got to him in the other side. He was quite�.irritated.� Ron said, shuddering.

�What rumors about Elias?� Jessa asked, turning to Hermione.

�When it got out that I came out of the war pregnant the rumors about the father were ridiculous. Both Harry and Ron were considered, Voldemort himself, a death eater rapist and Professor Snape in an attempt to ensure his legacy. No one ever considered Lucius. When Snape heard about it�and I don�t know how he heard such a thing wherever it is that we go after death, he entered his portrait to deny that he would ever sleep with one of his students. Especially a �Smart assed know it all like, Hermione Granger�.� Hermione said, rolling her eyes. �He found me annoying.�

�That certainly sounds like him.� Jessa said. �But there was never any way he could have been Elias�s father. Severus couldn�t have children. His father ruined his chances when he was just a child. Besides, he hated children.�

�Another indication that he felt more for you than he ever said, he confided in you. Something he did for no one else.� Hermione said smiling.

�But it was never what he felt for her.� Jessa said sadly.

�What he felt for my mother�it wasn�t pretty or tender, Jessa, it was obsessive and possessive. What he gave to you was different, very different.� Harry said. The cold wind blew in from the lake and the first snowflakes of winter danced down on top of them.

�We should get back.� Hermione said softly.

�Goodbye, Severus. I love you still.� She whispered, before she turned away and followed them back to the gates where they took her back to the manor.

~@~

Late in the night, when the manor was empty and quiet, Elias tucked into his bed with the faithful Nonie at his side. Lucius Malfoy sat in the middle of his bed and guided a naked Hermione astride his lap. He steered her arms around his neck and adjusted her legs on either side of him so that her feet were flat on the mattress and her legs were bent at the knee. With his hands cupping her buttock he lifted her, the head of his erection sliding between her slippery folds and fitting into the niche of her opening before he lowered her along his length.

She had been very emotional all evening and Lucius knew that she needed him as much as he needed her. It had been a frightening and stressful week and they both craved the connection and joy they found in each other. She was moving slowly yet urgently, sliding his shaft in and out of her body with a determined goal of finding that pleasured oblivion she only found with him. He held her tightly, enjoying the slide of her body against his, finding just as much pleasure in her body as she was finding in his as they found confirmed that they were alive, that they were together and all was as it should be.

The tears that fell against his chest startled him. Hermione often cried at the point of an intense orgasm, it was a quirk he had found frightening at first but soon came to realize was just part of the release experience. She had never cried during love making before.

�Hermione�.shhhh�.why are you crying?� He asked, trying to still her movements but she continued her slow, gliding motion against him. She tightened her arms around his neck and rested her forehead against his, kissing the bridge of his nose and the furrows between his brows.

�It�s okay�just�oh god you feel good.� She said, her breathy moans growing louder as she tightened around him with impending release.

�Don�t cry�.please�.� He pleaded, trying not to get lost in the abandonment he saw in her face. She was controlled in her movements, not giving in to the urgency of her need but drawing it out with her slow undulating movements. He concentrated on the cues of her body, the way her breath grew more ragged and the increase in the volume of her little pleasure sounds. Her fingertips curled into his shoulders and the walls of her vagina began to flutter around him then all out spasm, clamping tightly and convulsing as she cried loudly and held on tight, still riding his cock through her orgasm until the slow, clasping slide of her sex pulled him over the edge with her and came deep inside her with a hoarse shout that he muffled against her shoulder, marking her in his passion with a little love bite.

She didn�t move away from him, instead she tried to get closer but it was an impossible feat. With her head laying on his shoulder she cried, her body trembling with each sob. He understood, she was overwhelmed by all that had transpired with their son and the emotional situation with Jessa, she needed to let it out but it made his heart ache to have her weeping in his arms.

�Hermione, are you alright?� He asked softly, stroking her back up and down.

�I love you.� She whispered.

�What?� He tried to pull her back so he could look at her but she tightened her arms around his neck and held on.

�No, please don�t push me away.� She cried, hanging on to him as though he was all that kept her from shattering into a thousand tiny pieces. �I love you, I had to say it. I don�t want to take the chance that something might happen and I never told you, I don�t want you to doubt it. I love you, Lucius, I do.�

He reached up to loosen her arms from around his neck but she still wasn�t willing to let him go so he laid back on the bed, rolling with her until he had her beneath him, his cock still lodged deep and half erect inside her.

�Let go, My Darling, or at least loosen your hold so I can breathe.� He said softly. She relaxed her hold enough that he could lift up slightly and look into her eyes but not enough that he could get away from her. �What�what made you say that?�

�Nothing made me say it�I love you, it�s the truth of how I feel.� She said. �I saw Jessa today�she loved Severus so much and from all that she said of him I think he probably loved her too but he never said it. She will always wonder, always have doubts and I don�t want that for you. I want you to always know that I loved you.�

�You talk as though you are going somewhere.� He said, running his fingertip down her tear stained cheeks. �You aren�t going anywhere that I can�t follow you.�

�You just never know. Look at what we went through this last week, we almost lost our son��

�But we didn�t, we aren�t going to lose anyone, this family is staying together, whole and happy.� He said fiercely. �I insist upon it.�

�It doesn�t matter, I still love you.� She whispered, lifting her head to press their lips together. Her kiss was salty, flavored by her tears but it couldn�t detract from the sweetness inside when he swept his tongue into her mouth. He hardened and lengthened inside her and she whimpered, lifting her hips and sliding him deeper inside her.

�Witch!� He hissed as he began moving inside her, thrusting slow and sure through her tight, wet heat. �You�ve undone me.� He said softly. �You�ve shattered me and pieced me back together into a man I no longer recognize. I love you.�

�Don�t�if you don�t mean it�.� She cried out sharply when he thrust hard and deep.

�I love you.� He said roughly, his thrusts coming fast and hard. �I love you�I love you�.I love you�I�.oh gods I LOVE YOU!� He shouted the last as he pushed so deep it bordered on uncomfortable as he spilled into her again and again until he was weak and could no longer move. �I love you.� He whispered again, softly against her ear, meaning it with all his heart for the first time in his life.

AN: so sorry to scare you with Elias�s illness, Id never kill him off, he�s way to adorable =)�..So now you know Jessa�s tale, and yes, I fudged canon history a bit with Morfin, meant to put a warning in there about that�.as for how the story ends�.well, we�ll see what happens, I make no promises =) but you know me, happy endings are a must.

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