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This Is The Way The World Ends.	By : tulipsaside Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7312 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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28. I don�t want to live here alone.
Hermione guided his hand between them placing his fingers at her neck.

�I just want to feel you,� she said delicately.

Severus let his touch slid down her neck, across her shoulders. Listening to her breath quicken when he touched certain spots on her skin, he dipped his head, flicking out his tongue to taste the flesh the sat tight across her collarbone, marvelling in her taste.

He let his touch draw over her, with precision and wonder, shifting his eyes towards hers, he hovered his hand above her breast. She nodded, her chest rising and falling in expectancy.

Softly, hesitantly his fingers closed, moulding his grip around her, his stomach tight with desire.

He felt her nipple nudge against his palm, the ripples of her puckered skin. Every one of his senses alert with awareness of her and how privileged he was.

Hermione dragged her fingertips across the bone that jutted out at his hip brushing her hand against the fabric of his pants. Her lips itched to touch the fair skin. She bent quickly at her waist, bowing under Severus� chest and pulled the waistband down enough to expose his hip; pressing her lips gently to it, letting her mouth feel the warmth and heat that emanated from him.

Severus closed his eyes tight; his teeth biting his lips hard after a groan escaped him.

�Hermione.� he choked as she assaulted his other hip.

Hermione leaned back against the bed, moving up further before slipping off her knickers.

Severus eyes widened, his heart racing, reflexively his hand shot out, wanting badly to bury his fingers into the soft patch of hair, but he caught himself. �I--� he swallowed, overwhelmed with how out-of-depth this all was.

�Its okay, Severus.� she said softly.

He nodded, sitting back on his knees before he placed his hands on her thighs. He slipped one hand across her, letting his fingers coil into her hair, stroking, and brushing the curls. She was making soft noises, as if her breath was catching in her throat. Emboldened by her response he followed the little trail down with one long finger, feeling her heat swell as he moved. He felt winded, his chest tight without air as he told himself to breath.

He noticed how slick her� he couldn�t think what to call it, vagina seemed so wanky, and all the other things he had heard his housemates call it were too vulgar to attach to anything about Hermione. That was it, he thought, Hermione, Hermione was slick, glistening because of him, because of the way he touched her. Gradually, delicately he fit his finger into the soft folds of her, his heart thumping in his throat.

She inhaled, and he retreated hastily, �I�m sorry.�

�No, Severus, if felt� it felt wonderful.� she said reaching for his hand and moving it back.

Severus swallowed, immersing his finger again, letting her clamp around him; devouring him. He slipped in another, feeling her stretch against him. Was this what it would feel like, when he, when she was stretched around him. Severus looked down at his fingers hidden inside of her, wondering how much further she would stretch, he was wider than two fingers, and he did not want to hurt her, ever.

He flexed his hand, tentatively, pushing his fingers in until they would go no further. His thumb brushed gently over the front of her and Hermione shuddered up, moving herself more firmly around his hand.

Severus raised his eyebrows, pressing his thumb once more across her curls, savouring the look and feel of her arousal as she moved once more against his hand.

She looked at him, from up between her thighs. He thought her the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, her hair fanned out around her, her breast heaving with her laboured breathing.

Severus passed once more over her, this time pressing more firmly against whatever made her gasp before removing his fingers and crawling up her body to kiss her.

Hermione scooted out from under his weight, letting him slide next to her in bed. His hair was falling against his shoulders and Hermione brushed it back behind him, letting her hand roam down his arm, and side resting against his hip before descending down his stomach and against his pants.

Severus hissed as her hand stroked against him, feeling himself jump at the contact. She glided her hands under his waistband pushing down the fabric and exposing him.

Her hand is warm, small and perfect, thought Severus, as she glided her grip against him. She was proficient and inquisitive, trying different strokes and movements, wrenching small gasps and shudders from his body.

He felt his eyes tighten and stomach tense and swiftly pushed her hand away, �I have little restraint in regards to your ministrations.� he said his voice hoarse.

She gave him a cheeky smirk, before kissing him and gliding her leg over his hip sitting up on his lap.

Hermione looked down at Severus feeling insecure and embarrassed as she sat against him, her breast swaying in front of her.

Severus could read the look that flittered across her face and propped himself up on his elbows. �I think you are beautiful, and if you want to stop then I will not feel any different towards you,� he said quietly.

Hermione slipped down further on him, kissing him fiercely. �I don�t want to stop.�

She moved up on her knees, reaching between them and pulled herself down against him, her breath stopping in her throat and her mouth faltering against his.

Severus bit the inside of his cheek, reciting the last Potion he had made and all its ingredients in his head, to keep from rearing up into her. He felt as if he was on fire and frozen all at once, she was fitted flawlessly around him, tight and firm.

Slowly Hermione moved against him, steadily bringing her weight up off him before falling back against him again, each stroke encouraging her to move a bit faster, a bit deeper.

�Hellebore, from the Greek word �elein� (to injure) and �bora� (food), indicating that Hellebore is poisonous. In some belief systems, it�s been believed to be a purgative, and is one of the ingredients of the Draught of Peace,� recited Severus rapidly under his breath as his body moved up and into Hermione.

�Lovage, Levisticum officinale, a culinary and medicinal herb in the carrot family that is native to southern Europe and is used in Confusing and Befuddlement Draughts where the wizard is desirous of producing hot-headedness and recklessness.� Hermione�s moans and pants were breaking through Severus� recitation encouraging him to move further up into her. With one great burst of energy, he rolled them to their side, sliding out of her before slipping back in.

�Hermione.� he moaned twisting into her his lips searching for hers against her face moving wildly against her.

�The Mandrake root is a powerful restorative. It forms an essential�� he closed his eyes painfully tight, focusing all his energy on all he knew of Mandrakes and the sweet shifting into Hermione.

�It forms an essential part of most antidotes, including one for�� he gave three powerful thrust his whole body tensing as Hermione pushed herself firmly against him, his name wrenching from her lips as he fell exhausted next to her. He felt Hermione wrap herself up closer to him, her small warm lips brushing against his thumping pulse before her breathing evened and they both drifted asleep.
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�Severus?� Hermione asked, nudging in nearer to him on his small bed.

�Hmm?� he hummed sleepily, one arm under her head the other flung across his face.

�Are you really going to do his homework?�

Severus stayed quiet for a moment before letting out a great bellow of laughter. �Hermione, I would do the Potions homework, including essays and exams for all of Hogwarts if it meant I could have you in my bed every night.�

Hermione smiled before heaving herself upright on the bed.

�Its getting early, I should head up to the girls dormitory before anyone wakes,� she said fishing under the covers for her clothing.

Severus sat up with her, placing small kisses across her shoulders as she tried to pull her jumper over her head.

�Early? It�s hardly dawn.� he said his voice thick with sleep still trying to kiss her around her clothing.

�Severus its past dawn, and nearing breakfast.� she said playfully, relaxing into his chest as he slipped his arms around her.

There was a knock at the door. Severus darted quickly for his trousers slipping them on as he crossed towards the door. He opened it a fraction.

�The bloke down stairs said I could find Hermione Granger up here.� said a boy with a look of confusion and then disgust as he took in Severus undress.

Severus reached out for the scroll, �I will give it to her,� he said stiffly shutting the door with a snap.

Severus looked down at the parchment before handing it to Hermione, �It�s from Dumbledore.�

Hermione sighed pulling on her skirt before unrolling the scroll. �He�s found the last one; Harry and I are to meet him tonight before the Halloween Feast.�

Severus turned away from her, moving to pick up his shirt.

�Could he do it; your brother, would he succeed if he were to go back on his own?� he asked softly.

Hermione�s heart clinched painfully, �No, and what is more there�s no guarantee that either of us will be successful when we go back.�

Severus looked at her irritably, his voice harder than she had ever heard it, �Then why you, or him, this is the whole Wizarding worlds problem, is it not? Surely there are others more authoritative; you have yet to finish your seventh year in your own time.�

�I suppose your sick of hearing this, but it is complicated.� she said noticing the irony of one of the key players in the war telling her it wasn�t her fight or Harry�s.

�Then make it less complicated and explain to me, why you must leave? Why not stop the war here in this time, surely this criminal is alive now, kill him before he even starts the war.� he said, his voice rising above its deceptively intense calm.

Hermione rubbed at her face, �I wish it were that simple, but��

�Do not say it is complicated, or you can not tell me� I want to know why you have to leave, why you!� he said his hands closing in tight fists, the air around him seemed to dissipate, as if his anger were sucking it.

�We cannot stop the war now because�� she stopped focusing her thoughts on how much to tell him.

She took a deep breath, �Harry is the only one who can stop this war, he�s the only one who can face it, more than that, he can�t face V- the villain now because the magic he needs to succeed hasn�t been given to him yet and I�ve made a promise to Harry,� she said softly, tears forming in her eyes.

�Then when are you to leave? Will you have to go back right away, will I be able to see you before�.� he asked his eyes dark, and his lips thinned.

�I will come and find you before I go,� she said sadly.

Severus stared at her, his arms at his side.

�I�m sorry, Severus.�

�Could you come back? After you do whatever it is you need to do, would come back here, even if it�s a year from now.� his voice just above a whisper.

Hermione shook her head, �The things that you do in your life are very important, though you might not always feel that they are, but my being here would greatly affect those things and many, many people could suffer from it.�

Severus looked at her, his hair framing his face darkly; Hermione could practically hear his mind screaming that he could not care less what happened to the other people.

�What if I want to be selfish?� he asked quietly.

�It isn�t your choice to make, Severus. I have to help Harry,� she said miserably.

A growl tore from his throat. �I don�t understand, you speak in nothing but riddles. Why Harry? What magic does he gain? Why am I so important? I have no great desires, Hermione, how could I affect a war that has yet to start?�

Hermione starred at him, staggered, �I can�t tell you.�

Severus strode up the length of the dormitory, pacing in agitation.

Hermione watched him, the wind fluttering his open shirt, �You�re a great wizard, Severus. You might not have great desires, but your life, what you do with your life: it is very important.�

Severus turned away from her, buttoning his shirt slowly. Hermione was sure he wouldn�t speak again and began slipping her shoes on.

�It would be less difficult for me to watch you go, if I were to know that I would see you again,� he said softly, as he turned to face her.

Hermione let out a long sigh, �We do see each other again, but not under the same circumstances. You�re older than me in my time,� she gave him a small smile, �and to be honest you don�t like me very much.�

Severus raised an eyebrow. �I hardly believe that. You have the annoying ability to make most anyone fancy you.�

�Its true, I�d even go as far to say, that you despise me, and are quite notorious for calling me an insufferable know-it-all.�

Severus snorted.

�Do we work together?� he asked faintly.

Hermione shook her head tensely, �I cannot tell you, Severus. Just know that we will see each other again.�

�What harm will it do to tell me if we work together?� He asked furiously.

�We don�t work together, we�re not lovers, and we�re not friends. I am nothing to you!� she shouted, angry tears streaming down her face. �I wish I didn�t have to go back, Severus, I wish more than anything that I could ignore all the rules, all the reasons I have to go, so I could stay here with you. But I can�t,� she sucked in a great shuddering breath before sobbing. �I can�t.�

Severus moved forward, his eyes heavy with sorrow, as he looked at Hermione�s face seeming so lost, so overwhelmed. He sat next to her on his bed, his hands feeling useless at his sides as he watched her body quake with sadness.

�I don�t think you�ll ever be nothing to me,� he said slowly.

Hermione let out a half sob-half laugh. �I should apologize, for dragging you into this, but I�m not sorry. This time with you, this small glimpse at what a extraordinary man you were, you are� its�� she starred at him, all the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat.. �I don�t know how to explain it.�

Severus looked to the far wall, before turning back to her, �Find me: when you go back, please make me a promise. I cannot know how I�ll feel in twenty years but I know how I feel now, and I want you to find me, Hermione. No matter what.� he said vehemently.

Hermione bit back a sob, how could she find him, when all of the Wizarding World couldn�t. She nodded to him, wiping at her face. �I will, Severus.�

The Great Hall was already being decorated for the Halloween feast by the time Hermione and Severus walked in for breakfast. The majority of the house tables sat empty, with only a few students scattered across them, hunched sleepily over their meals. Hermione sat down next to Severus pulling a few slices of toast towards her and feeling that even that would be too much for her overwrought stomach.

She was scared, terrified even. Tonight when she would leave with the Headmaster and Harry they would be venturing into another maze of Voldemorts making; and really, who knew what sort of things sat guarding this Horcrux. Then if they were to succeed, they would travel back to their own time to face him again. Hermione sucked in a deep breath, she had already lost one of her best friends trying to defeat Voldemort, lost her teachers, her classmates, hundreds and hundreds of witches and wizards and now, she would try again with only Harry at her side.

Hermione tried to keep her breathing even, occupying her hands with the tedium action of buttering her toast, making long strokes, breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth.

She noticed a movement to her left, turning she saw Severus taking several quick bites before taking a serviette and stacking some fruit and toast in it before putting in his cloak pocket.

Before she could ask what he was doing, he said, �This is silly, we have less than eight hours left with each other and I�m not about to waste them in the Great Hall. All of Hogwarts is open to us, and I intend to see all of it before you leave.�

Hermione smiled, �Where to first?�
They walked for hours; pass the lake, up towards the stables, passing Hagrid who was digging up great pumpkins for his garden, the both of them keeping up steady conversation. They had just passed the Quidditch pitch and were nearing the Whomping willow when Black and Potter had darted in front of them.

�Out for a stroll?� quipped Potter.

Hermione looped her arm through Severus� ignoring the duo and headed back towards the lake.

�Oh, now don�t leave yet?� said Black sidestepping in front of Severus.

James circled around towards Hermione. �I heard you�re going back to Durmstrang tomorrow. What�s poor Snivelly going to do?�

Hermione gritted her teeth, holding back the urge to slap the haughty look off his face.

Black was standing very close to Severus, his nose almost touching Severus�.

�You going to miss your girlfriend, Snivellus?� he asked, �You�re not going to start snivelling everywhere are you, I know we call you Snivellus but I don�t think my stomach could actually take watching you blubber over a girl. �

Hermione rolled her eyes and pushed pass them roughly, leaving them standing and starring after them.

�I swear those two are the most idiotic, pathetic boys I�ve ever met.� she scoffed. �Now where were we,� she added sweetly, smiling and looking up to Severus, who had a furrowed indentation on his brow.

�Oh, Severus. Please, don�t let them ruin what little time we have.�

Severus seemed to shake himself, �I believe I was about to ask you about your teachers, and your favourite classes, back in your own time.�

Hermione looked out over the grounds, thinking about the last time she had seen any of her teachers, �I like all my classes, well except Divination, which is complete rot.�

�We don�t have that course,� he said thoughtfully.

�Well count yourself lucky. It was terrible; I stayed for half a term before walking out, when the Professor told me that, I did not possess an inner eye.

Severus nodded, �A load of guess work if you ask me.�

Hermione laughed, �I really enjoy Transfiguration, Arthimacy, Potions,� she said.

�Do McGonagall, Slughorn and Vector still teach those?�

Hermione faltered, �They do.� she said quickly. Thinking that technically that was not a lie. Since Slughorn was teaching Potions before he died.

�That surprises me about Slughorn, I�ve overheard him talking about retiring in the next four or five years.�

�Hmm, so what about you? What are your favourite classes?�

�Potions, Defence against the Darks Arts, Herbology, and possibly History of Magic if the could hire someone else to teach it,� he said giving her a small cheeky grin as they passed the vegetable garden.

�Professor Binns, not doing the subject justice?�

�Hardly, and I swear every time he even goes near a topic that might be half-way decent to listen to, he makes his voice purposefully monotone just to bore us.�

Hermione nodded, �I agree, I thought the Goblin-wars would be interesting to listen to, but almost the whole class had fallen asleep by the time he was through. I remember how Ron and Harry would always fall asleep, Ron especially, he always asks to read my notes after class.� she laughed, wistfully. �Before our O.W.L.S he had tried to read through almost four years of notes the night before the exam.�

Severus looked at her incredulously, �Don�t tell me he passed?�

Hermione laughed, �Of course not.�

�He seemed like he was a decent wizard,� said Severus quietly.

�He was,� she gave a small laugh, �and he would have fainted had he ever heard you say that.�

�Why�s that?� he asked as entered the walkways that headed towards the gardens behind the dining hall.

Hermione sighed, �You�re not particularly fond of him either.�

Severus frowned, �I don�t seem to be fond of anyone by your account.�

Hermione laughed, �You�re a very private wizard in my own time, and you have to remember that Ron, Harry and I are all underage and I think that has a huge effect on how you perceive us.�

�I can understand why I don�t like your brother, he�s cheeky and reckless, and I can�t say why I wouldn�t like Ron, but I�m sure if he waits so long for his studies we probably wouldn�t get on well, but you� I think you and I are very similar; maybe in your time, I don�t get on well with you because you associate with those two boys.�

Hermione smirked, �Possibly.� she said.

Severus raised his eyebrow, �Though you are a bit cheeky as well.�

They sat on a bench in the middle of the rose garden behind the Great Hall.

�Its very pretty here.� she said, watching the sunlight dance about the leaves and petals of the flowers.

�Would you like something to eat?� he asked holding out an apple and small stack of toast.

�No, thank you� I�m a bit too nervous to eat,� she said shyly looking out at the horizon and wondering how much time had pass.

Severus bit into his apple, placing the others back into his robes. �This weapon, will it be guarded?� he asked softly.

Hermione nodded, �It will be.�

�By wizards or jinxes?�

�Jinxes most likely, curses maybe inferi again.� she said her voice barely above a whisper.

Severus� eyes widened. �You�ve faced inferi?�

Hermione looked to Severus, his mouth parted and his apple poised in mid-bite. �I have.� she said simply

�There are grown wizards who can not face those creatures��

Hermione felt the impact of her �adventures�; she had truly faced some incredible things over her years at Hogwarts with Harry and Ron at her side.

�I�ve never really thought of it like that� all the situations I�ve been in, it was instinct I suppose. I -�

She stopped for Severus had seemed to freeze, her heart lurched�

�Severus!� she shouted as he fell with a clunk to the stone bench.

A peel of laughter rang out through the garden. Hermione spun around her wand at ready.

�James Potter and Sirius Black, you show yourself this instant or I will turn you both into the pigs your really are.� she shouted whipping her head from side to side trying to make out any movement about the bushes.

She turned her wand on Severus, �Ennverate.� she thought making use of her non-verbal spells.

Severus shot up from the bench his wand flying out from the sleeve of his robe. �Are you alright?� he asked?

Hermione nodded, momentarily stunned at what an impressive and dangerous figure he made.

�I believe they have an invisibility cloak,� he said, pressing his back against Hermione�s. �Do not hesitate, whatever spell you have in your care, should be used to its fullest extent.� he spoke in agitated whisper before sending a spell at rose bush that seemed to rustle, reducing it to nothing but smouldering ash.

Hermione felt a movement near her foot and shot a leg locker spell towards her right, it bounded off the stone steps ricocheting down the pathway towards the greenhouses.

Severus and Hermione moved together in small circle, keeping their wands at ready. The gardens were quiet not even the wind dared to move.

�Do you suppose they�ve gone?� she asked.

�I doubt it.� he said scathingly. �Though I suppose we can�t very well��

He started to say, stopping when Hermione, catching sight of what she was sure was a boys trainer, fired the Tarantallegra hex at it. She knew she had connected with her intended target as the lone leg convulsed and danced in quick jerking movements, throwing Sirius into the thorny rose bushes and pulled the cloak from James� body exposing him to Severus� Locomotor Mortis jinx, which snapped Potter�s legs together and sent him sprawling to the ground.

Hermione summoned Potter and Blacks wand, while Severus bonded Black together with the same jinx they had used against him only moments before.

Black and Potter slumped together, their faces impassive but Hermione could tell by the enraged fuming in their eyes that they were livid.

�Should we have Filch come and get them?� asked Hermione.

Severus starred at the boys before bending down to where the cloak had fallen. He stood holding the material in his hands, letting it sift through his fingers.

�I should keep this, Potter.� he said glowering at James.

Hermione watched them, her head shifting back and forth between the Severus standing, proud and vengeful and Potter frozen in anger below him, Black flipped on his belly, his face grinding into the ground.

Severus let the material fall from his hands, half of it covering the boys the other part pooling in a pile next to them.

�They can stay like this, until someone notices them missing.� he said his voice, hard and cold.

Hermione felt that his retaliation was more than fair, �Come on, Severus, I still would like to see the lake before the sun goes down.� she said, aware that Potter and Black had stole more of their precious time left together.
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