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The Morning After	By : Queeny Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 58833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 26 � Sticky Situations

Author: Queen Celestia

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry
Potter

AN: Wow, Ms Figg has quit. I am quite literally speechless.� Let�s hold a moment of silence shall we,
before we continue.

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Albus studied the fire in front of him, not liking what his results had
produced. He wasn�t sure if he should tell Severus, since it might tip the
scales in the wrong direction for the war.

Rubbing his forehead, Albus sighed, hating not being sure of what to do.

He sat there, until late in the night, and finally, when Fawkes settled down beside him and lay
his head upon Albus� shoulder did he come to a final decision.

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Severus spooned around Hermione, warm and comfortable, blessing the Gods
and whatever else was out there that it was Saturday.

Burying his nose in her mass of hair, he got himself more comfortable,
as Hermione gave a soft sigh, and turned more towards him.

Kissing her softly, Severus was pleased as she began to sleepily kiss
back, and shifting so she was more fully into his arms, Severus was just
getting into the gist of it when�

�Severus! Hermione! Are you in here?�

Albus� voice exploded from the floo.

Grumbling, he pulled away, and left the bed. Shrugging on his house robe,
he shuffled into the study, and looked at Albus� worried expression.

�What is it Albus?� he asked, giving him a rather dirty look.

�Severus, you do know that in ten minutes the apparition class starts?� Came the response, Albus twinkling slightly.

Severus paled [ if that was possible] and muttered
a soft curse. �Thankyou Albus.
I�ll be there as soon as possible.�

�Don�t forget to tell Hermione.� Albus replied, before pulling his head
out of the fire.

Quickly returning to their rooms, Severus pulled the blanket off
Hermione.

�Get up.� he hissed.

Opening her eyes sleepily and focusing in such a way that made Severus
half want to crawl into bed back beside her, she yawned. �Why
Severus?�

�Apparition lessons Hermione.� he purred, as he quickly dressed himself.

She shot up straight in bed. �OH SHIT.� and quickly evacuated to the
washroom.

Finally, after a few muttered curses a soft plaintive �Severrrussss can you come help me?� issued forth, and
curious, he entered and came across one of the most amusing sites he had ever
seen in his life.

Hermione stood half dressed in front of the mirror, brush handle in
hand, her hair a gnarled mass, with the head of the brush neatly caught in the
mass, broken off from the handle.

�Using a new hair ornament Hermione?� he purred, stalking towards her
and eyeing that the headpiece that he had got her was still entangled in her
hair from their previous nights accomplishments.

�Oh shutup! We have five
minutes and I don�t want it to seem like we spent all night fucking and didn�t
wake up on time.�

�Why not? That�s exactly what
happened.� he purred as he deftly untangled the head of the brush from her
hair, and uttering some magic, ran his fingers through her hair the tangles
falling loose, and he carefully removed her headpiece.

Turning around, she smiled at him, �Thanks, you need to tell me that
spell sometime.�

�Later, hurry up and get dressed.� he replied, and she scooted letting
him take his time in the washroom.

Leaving the dungeons, they ran up the corridor hand in hand, and upon
reaching the entrance to the Entrance Hall, the looked at each other, faces
flushed and panting.

Severus bent down, his mouth by her ear as he whispered, �Apparition is
much like achieving an orgasm. Relax, focus entirely upon it, and trustingly
fall into the abyss.� Before he quickly dropped her hand and straightened up.
Both of them set a leisurely pace that indicated that they meant to arrive just
on time, entered the Great Hall.

Sneering at some of the students that were passing in with them, clearly
watching them enter together, Severus strode to the front of the Hall where the
other teachers were standing.

Hermione quickly got in line behind Ron and Harry, giving them a brief
smile.

The class started with a strong emphasis on the three D�s.

Destination, Determination and erm.. the third one.

Closing her eyes, Severus� words came to her mind,
Apparition is much like achieving an
orgasm. Relax, focus entirely upon it, and trustingly fall into the abyss,
she focused her mind onto the hoop, breathing in a calming manner, Relax. She let herself go limp, the
tension easing away. Focus. The hoop,
she imagined as the goal her mind flitting to the feeling she got when she was
approaching orgasm and Severus� teasedly dragged it
out until finally with a BANG she came.

Except that bang, wasn�t just in her mind.

Opening one eye, and then the other, she noticed that she wasn�t where
she started, in fact she happened to be staring at a rather nicely buttoned up
chest. Craning her neck up she pinkened as she realized
she happened to apparate directly to where Severus
had been standing amongst the students.

His mouth twitched at the corners as he looked down at her and his brow
twitched upwards, before she gave a soft nod, and returned to where she
originally stood.

Gods how embarrassing.

The rest of the class passed without incident, although after, some Slytherins ribbed her about her apparating
straight to her husband, but after a few well placed hexes from Harry and Ron,
they mainly left her alone.

Hermione spent the rest of the afternoon with her friends, and when she
arrived back to her rooms in the early evening, found Severus curled up on the
couch, deeply ensconced in a tomb.

Walking over to him, she was startled when he shot her a positively
venomous look.

Frowning, she crossed her arms. �What?�

�How dare you go out, when you are in danger!� he exploded slamming the
book shut.

�I was with my friends the entire time!�

�For all you know they could have been imperioed
too!�

�They weren�t!�

He gave her a rather mutinous look, before opening his book again, and
continuing to read.

�I CAN protect myself you know.� she continued, walking over to him.

�Hmph.�

Leaning forward her eyes glanced at the text, which seemed to be highly
complex protection spells, when, quite suddenly, the book slipped from view and
she found her self being pulled onto the couch, Severus� weight pressing her
down onto it.

�Eek! What the �� she was
silenced by a very angry kiss, his hands quickly tearing at her clothes. �Severus!
Stop.� she pushed against him, and he stilled quite suddenly.

�His face looked at hers, and she
read a faint desperation within his expression, before it became unreadable
again

Pulling away, he sat up, and then stood, returning the tomb back to the
shelf.

Silently he left her, confused and disoriented, his back giving her an
impression of a little boy confused about what he should do.

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He leaned against the cold stone wall, his eyes tightly closed.

Gods what had come over him?

The thought of her gallivanting around where some sick dunderhead was
intent on raping her just made him so angry.

And her attitude, I can defend
myself Severus.

He knew she could, she could very well.�
But there were other things she couldn�t protect herself from.

Himself for instance.

What a mess.

Wrapped around her
finger.

He couldn�t hide from that fact any longer. He was. Whenever she wasn�t
around he found himself constantly thinking about her, and seeing her with any
other man, boy or person, made him want to hide her away. Dress her up in the
most unattractive manner possible, so that no one but him would know how
beautiful she truly is.

When she wasn�t in his arms, they seemed to ache to have her in them.

�Gods, he was becoming soft.

Silently he sunk down to the floor, his head in his hands, knees pulled
up in a protective despairing manner. There was no way in hell she would love
him, if she knew him. Really and truly knew him.

She may think she did, but reality, usually bore a much different
picture than she knew..

�Oh by the way Hermione, I tend to anally fuck the Dark Lord on a
regular basis, oh and I also killed my father when I was rather young.�

No way in hell.

�Oh and at those revels? I may have participated in a couple rapes, well
that is until the Dark Lord took me for his own, but you know,
a couple tortures and spells.�

He cringed, clearly seeing her assess him
again, see him for who he truly was. A sick sick man,
who�s idea of pleasure had been twisted beyond any
comprehension for a regular person.

�Need I add I enjoyed them all?�

His form crumpled as he gave into the self pity, and much against his
ironclad will, began to sob.

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Hermione, tried to look for him, but to all intents and purposes Severus
Snape had disappeared from Hogwarts.

After a fruitless search, she went to the bookcase, looking for
something that could protect her, perhaps he had overlooked something.

A text seemed to fall into her hand, and settling down she opened it,
greatly interested in the forms of protection within.

Maniple Tutela Triangle.

Perusing it, she understood why it would be considered dark, since it
meant death for the caster, with a shiver she went on to the next one, pushing
it to the back of her mind, she certainly didn�t want
to use that type of protection.

Hours ticked by, and with a yawn, Hermione put the book away, and began
readying herself for bed, when she heard a panel slide revealing a very mute
faced Severus.

Tension rippled in goose bumps, as they looked at each other.

Despite the feeling of lead in her stomach, she gave him a brief smile,
before speaking, �I didn�t really find any appropriate protective spells.�

�Oh?� the tension seemed to slip away, as Severus began to ready himself
for bed.

Slipping between the sheets, Hermione watched him furtively, until he
focused his gaze upon her. �What is it?�

�Oh, nothing.� she turned to her side, looking away.

After a few moments, she felt his weight slide in beside her.

Except, tonight, he did not spoon around her, his back was to her.

An oddly hollow feeling seemed to penetrate her, as she turned to see
his back, and unable to leave him to look so lonely, she spooned against him,
settling her arms around him, her head resting against his broad back.

Her arms were around him.

Severus tried not to move, as he felt her settle in against him, a
strange feeling guttering in the vicinity where he supposed his heart to be.
Usually it was him spooning against her, she rarely
took the initiative to spoon against him, perhaps after sex, but still, not
often.

Her breath against him, seemed to calm his worries down, as he silently
drifted off to sleep, his thoughts pondering if Albus had found the perpetrator
yet.

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He awoke in the middle of the night, a strange sense of elation taking
him over, gently prying himself from her grasp, he
slipped on a pair of slippers, before heading out towards his books.

Muttering, he casually turned the light on with a wave of his hand,
before scrutinizing the shelves around him.

Where is it? he
thought, narrowing his eyes, skimming the titles. The answer had been staring
him in the face, and of course, he had completely forgotten about it, until
now.

Finally, with a small bark of laughter, he found the title he was
looking for, and after singing the enchantments away, he pulled the book down,
ran his finger down the spine, and opened it to the page he needed.

A small movement from the doorway caught his attention and he felt his
gaze drawn up to the sleepy curious look of his wife�s.

Hermione had felt him leave, and from the sudden coldness of the bed,
decided now was as good a time as any to take a quick washroom break, except
her route was stalled by the feeling of immense magic happening, it seemed to
generate from a spot in the room, before dispersing out throughout the
chambers.

Curiosity took over, and she found Severus singing enchantments, before
taking a relatively aged book down, his eyes and fingers caressing it
reverently.

A flash of the title made her move suddenly, bringing his gaze up to
her.

�What is it Severus?� she asked, her heart pounding.

�I�ve found the protective spell.� he smiled at her, before drawing out
his wand. �Hold still, I�ll cast it now.�

Straightening, she looked at him trustingly, as his voice began to wash
over her, singing in a strange language that she was not familiar with, as she
felt cords of magic loop around her, before joining together and crushing onto
her like a thick heavy armour.
Giving a gasp, she felt as if she would be stuck to the floor, this armour of magic seemed too heavy to carry, before with an
increasing chanting from Severus it seemed to sink into her skin, and lighten,
attaining the weight of her body.

Silence followed, and Severus, apparently satisfied, closed the book,
returned it to the shelf and sang the enchantments to ward it back up again.

Turning to her, he noticed her brow was furrowed, and decided to bite
the bud before it blossomed. �What is it Hermione?�

�Why is that book so protectively warded?�

�So snoops like you, won�t be able to read it,� he replied tersely.

Wrinkling her nose, she stuck her tongue out at him.

Glancing at the clock, Severus noticed it was two in the morning,
�Anyways, with or without you, I will be going back to bed.�

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Draco stared at the canopy of his four poster, unable to sleep. Why hadn�t Snape figured it out
yet? Sure, he had been acting on orders from his father, but Draco against all of his better judgment, was getting a
grudging suspect for the little Mudblood witch, and
was beginning to gain an understanding of why Severus would even bond with her,
although the whole idea of Severus� getting addle minded enough to actually
bond with a witch was a rather disturbing thought on its own.

With a sigh he turned over, as he thought over everything. Much against
his inclination, he was rather glad seeing Snape holding the imperioed boy like a sack of potatoes, knowing that
Hermione had survived.

Knowing Snape, Hermione would be protected, although he couldn�t think
how on earth he could protect her from what usually happened to Mudbloods and Muggles.

And her offer to him, to switch sides, so plain and
simple.

Gods, it was too complicated, he didn�t want his mother to get hurt, or
his father. He had to obey, in order to protect his family, although, if it
were possible, he could become a double agent like Snape, except, the Dark Lord
would have to bring the entire idea up anyway, and his current mission was to
most certainly NOT become a double agent.

�He drifted off to a troubled
sleep, images of death flashing through his dreams, pricking and tucking away
ideas of happiness with the death of others.

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After breakfast, Severus made his way to the Headmasters office, and
after a terse word with the gargoyle, was let in.

Dumbledore sat behind his desk, looking rather worn, and when Severus
came in, didn�t even try to hide the fatigue that seemed to be plaguing his
body as of late.

�Headmaster,� he began, settling down into the chair across from him,
�Have you found out who did it?�

�Straight to the point as always Severus,� Albus said, before replying,
�No, it seemed whoever imperioed the boy knew what
they were doing. Not a trace.�

�But I thought, there would be a trace of the caster within the solution
of the potion-� Severus began.

�No, this seemed to be a rather special brew I�m afraid.�

Severus narrowed his eyes, sensing something was amiss. �A special brew? Is it something I can look at?�

Holding his palms out in a gesture of silent apology, Albus replied,
�I�m sorry Severus, but there is no sample of the potion left. I used it all
up.�

Scowling, Severus stood up. �I see. Thank you Headmaster.�

�Your welcome Severus.�

When he had departed, Fawkes gave a soft
trill, and with a sad smile, Dumbledore acknowledged that yes, his story had
been weak.

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AN: WOOHOO! Passing
the 200 review mark! Thanks guys! :) This is exciting, BUT that doesn�t mean
you can�t review or else I will become disheartened.

Also, does anyone know how to do Live Streaming like Ms_Figg
did? In some later chapters I want to put some music on and I don�t want to use
youtube, especially since one of the songs isn�t on
there. Yes I admit it, the music I listen to is rather
eclectic!

@mlmonty- Good Questions. The reason why
Hermione did not ask Snape, is because she isn�t
really sure how they were bound, and she�s afraid of the answer. But this will
be answered later on. Snape bonded her mainly because he had a spurt of sex
hazed possessiveness take over him at the moment, since he was thinking more
with his dick than his brain at the time.

Also about Hermione changing her mind about leaving him, she�s still rethinking
over everything and is currently uncertain as to where Severus stands.
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