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The Reckoning	By : Snapeoutofit Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 22043 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: All characters and settings are the creation of JK Rowling. I own nothing of Harry Potter and make no money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty One
- 22-Twenty Two
- 23-Twenty Three
- 24-Twenty Four
- 25-Twenty Five
- 26-Twenty Six
- 27-Twenty Seven
- 28-Twenty Eight
- 29-Twenty Nine
- 30-Thirty
- 31-Thirty One
- 32-Thirty Two
- 33-Thirty Three
- 34-Thirty Four
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Ginny Potter gave birth to a baby boy right before the end of term. The baby was healthy and strong and was doing well. Harry took a short break from work, but ultimately said he simply couldn’t take a a long paternity leave and that he still needed to patrol. Ginny wasn’t surprised in the slightest, but Hermione, who began spending quite a bit of time in Hogsmeade helping her friends adjust to their new lives, said it was unacceptable.
“He can’t just run off and work instead of helping with the baby and the house, Ginny,” Hermione scolded as she folded some laundry while Ginny fed the baby. “He needs to be here and present and supporting you.”
Ginny rolled her eyes. “Hermione, I don’t know how many times I can explain this to you. Harry is a better man when he is working. His work is important to him. When he is here he is incredibly helpful and present and he isn’t working more than he was. I have plenty of extra help from you and my mum and, honestly, if he was home all of the time I think we would just get in each other’s way.” Ginny shifted the baby in her arms. “Our situation is good. I don’t want to mess with it. There is balance.”
Hermione nodded and felt a little guilty for making a big deal out of something that wasn’t really her business. She thought about when her own baby would be born. It would be the middle of the school year and she couldn’t imagine Severus taking any time off of work. It wasn’t possible.
If she was honest with herself, it made her a little nervous. Maybe Ginny was right, though. When people are passionate about their work it can be very difficult to stop. After all, she was already bemoaning the fact that she would be out of a potion’s classroom for a time. She had told Severus that she wanted to be back to her full course load as soon as possible, but he grumbled at her remarks. He would teach advanced potions and an intern would be trained to teach the low level classes. Severus was already making recruitments.
The whistle on the kettle sounded and Hermione went to fill two mugs. She returned and placed one mug on the table beside Ginny. Hermione sat in a chair across from Ginny and, tucking her legs beneath her, she blew on the surface of the hot tea.
“How do you feel?” Ginny asked.
“Much better now that the second trimester is gearing up,” Hermione replied. “I can actually wake up without feeling as if I’ll puke all over myself.”
“Good,” Ginny said while she took a sip from her tea and the baby nursed happily.
Once Hermione had finished her tea she glanced at the clock. Realizing it was nearly time for supper, she said goodbye and began walking back up to the castle. When she entered The Great Hall through the staff door, she found that the Headmaster was speaking to the students. She quietly slid into her chair so as to not interrupt him.
“As this year comes to a close, I want to thank our staff and students for ensuring that this school maintains high standards for life and learning. Please remember that exams begin tomorrow and commencement will be held next Saturday. As always, if you have questions about your graduation status, general exams, or OWL’s please see your subject area professor or the head of your house. As previously mentioned, this school year has been one of my fondest. Thank you for your hard work.” He paused briefly to take in the room. He glanced back at his staff and the faintest of smiles crossed his face. He wiped it off before looking back out over the tables. “Enjoy.”
Severus turned from the podium as a feast appeared on the tables. He relished the riotous sounds of hungry students as they dug into their meals. Tucking into his chair beside Hermione, his hand found her thigh as he placed a swift peck on her cheek. He rubbed her leg lovingly as they both began to eat.
“How are Mrs. Potter and the baby?” He asked casually.
Hermione nodded as she swallowed her bite. “Very well. I’m proud of Ginny. She has been so, I don’t know, level headed through this transition. She’s so reasonable.”
Severus furrowed his brow. “I’m not sure I understand what you mean.”
“I don’t know, I guess it’s the fact that she doesn’t overthink things. She is just doing what she needs to do, enjoying her baby, and Harry. She seems very present in the moment,” Hermione explained.
“Ah,” he replied in understanding as he took another bite. “Well that’s very good. I saw Harry earlier today and he sounded like he is doing well, too. He seemed a bit tired but that’s to be expected.
Hermione nodded again. “I’m very proud of both of them. Molly has been spending most nights with them and I’m sure that helps, too. Everyone seems happy, though. A bit tired, but happy.”
After dinner, Hermione spent some time in Gryffindor Tower advising her students while Severus made evening rounds. All of the heads of houses were with their students so he made it a point to be visible. Few students were out, however, as they prepared for the end of the year. He was relieved when it was finally an acceptable time for him to turn in for the night. As he made his way towards the dungeons, he was hopeful they Hermione would have already returned. With all the excitement surrounding the Potter’s new addition he felt as if he had barely seen her in weeks.
Yes, he understood the excitement and had anticipated her involvement, but Merlin he was missing her. Her first trimester sickness had bled right into her involvement with the new baby and Severus felt as though he hadn’t had her to himself in a very long time. Age and wisdom had taught him that it was all relative, however, and he knew it would soon pass. Age and wisdom, however, did not make it any easier.
He was grateful that she was healthy and feeling better. Watching her suffer at the expense of his child had been painful to say the least. And she was still so bloody positive when all he wanted to do was self deprecate.
Once he decided that the halls where suitably empty, he entered their chambers and swiftly hung his cloak on the peg by the door. A warm light flooded the sitting area from the reading lamp on her nightstand. He smiled broadly before quickly going to her.
“Good evening, my love,” Severus said as he bent down to kiss her. Then he sat beside her on the bed as he began to unbutton his cuffs.
“Good evening,” she replied sweetly. She sat up in bed to better reach him. Hermione loosened his cravat as he unbuttoned his stiff shirt. He shrugged the garment off and tossed it onto a nearby chair. The light, soft shirt he wore beneath was a harsh contrast to his typical garb. With his arms and neck exposed, he was much more casual, but also more vulnerable. Hermione traced the scar pattern on his neck with her eyes before putting her book on the side table and tucking her legs beneath her to sit up in her knees. She placed several featherlight kisses on his scarred skin as the blanket pooled at her knees.
Severus closed his eyes and enjoyed the soft press of her lips on his skin. He loved the way she smelled. Within moments he found himself releasing a subconscious moan in response to her affection. Hermione clambered a bit nearer to him between kisses and he reached out to touch the small swell of her belly.
In her teaching robes, Hermione’s pregnancy still wasn’t very noticeable. In a thin nightshirt, however, the changes to her body were overwhelmingly obvious. Her breasts were large, swollen, and tender. They moved freely beneath her shirt. Her stomach was firm and her tight skin now alluded to the growing baby inside. As Severus touched her, he couldn’t resist her kisses. He finally turned his head to capture her lips with his own as he hiked up her nightshirt to place his hand on her bare skin.
Hermione sighed into his mouth at the contact. As he kissed her her encouraged her to lay down by climbing over her. As he did, her nightshirt moved up higher to reveal the swell of their stomach and her red knickers. He caressed the bump and let his hand wander all over her before pressing gently on the space directly above her pubic bone.
His kisses began moving down her neck. Moments later, however, she noticed he was swiftly pulling the shirt up and over her head. Once he tossed it to the floor, Severus buried his face back in the nape of her neck and kissed her throat. He insisted himself by pressing the bulge in his trousers against her thigh, but stifled the moan that threatened to escape from him.
Severus pulled down her knickers as his kisses traveled south on her body. His lips grazed her swollen nipples and she released a deep sigh. Her breasts had always been a great source of her pleasure, but now their sensitivity seemed too much to handle. He would come back to them shortly though, he was certain.
His mouth landed on the patch of cropped pubic hair between her legs. She wrapped an arm around her thigh in order to force her legs apart for him. As she opened for him, Severus inhaled the intoxicating scent coming from her spreading lips. He kissed the opening and quickly saw that she was already wet; a white pearl of her arousal was clinging to her open lips. Severus greedily sucked her inner labia into her mouth to taste her wetness.
He was more aroused than he had intended to be. He had not realized how much he craved her at this very moment. She was the same beautiful, delicious, and loving Hermione she had always been, but the pull between them felt more intense than ever before. The Queen of England could have waltzed into their chambers at that very moment and Severus did not think he’d have to decency to wipe Hermione’s juices from his lips and stop devouring her. He felt animalistic as he lapped at her core and her moisture continuously coated his tongue.
Hermione began to writhe beneath him and moan but he couldn’t slow. All he could do was try and pin her to one bloody spot. He opened her legs wider and she whimpered. The pressure he put on her splayed thigs kept her hips fairly still. She did buck against his face, however, and Severus enjoyed the way is caused her dripping release to spread across his chin and nose.
She was moaning as she rubbed her wet cunt against his face. She realized completely that she was simply out of control, but there was no way she could or would stop. The swell of her belly turned her on. Her tender, hard nipples, turned her on. His warm tongue turned her on. She felt delirious and heady as hormones pumped through her body.
Severus moaned into her as he grasped her hips and tried to steady her bucking body. His face was buried between her legs and it seems as if he was trying to coat himself in her wetness. As Hermione relished in the sight and sound of him thoroughly consuming her, she allowed her body to still in his hands.
Severus finally released her labia to take in a much needed gulp of air. Hermione ran her fingers through his hair and saw that he was out of breath. His face was wet and glistening with the pearlescent moisture between her legs. She pulled gently on his head to indicate she wanted him nearer. His lips found her and within moments of the deep kiss Hermione was moaning with enjoyment of her own taste. Her hips began rocking against his thigh. She felt his erection and was certain that having it locked in his trousers was painful. She reached between them and unfastened his pants. His erection sprang free as his trousers slid lower on his hips. Hermione could feel the weeping tip of his dick leave a trail of sticky come on her thigh.
Severus broke their kiss and smoothed her hair back as he rolled his erection against her bare skin. He was sweating and could not seem to control him movements. He wanted to slow down. He wanted this to last all night. He felt as if he’d come all over her like a 14 year old boy in the throngs of puberty if he didn’t take some control back.
He looked into her eyes as he steadied his giration. She was breathing heavily, but they both began to regulate together. The connection was intense. He felt as if he was a literal part of her, as if they were physically attached, and he were not simply on top of her. His genetalia slid easily between the wet folds as he slowly grounded himself to her.
He knew her breasts were sensitive, but they were tormenting him. They were so swollen and they felt heavy. Her nipples were large and puffy even though they were taut with arousal.
Severus had never seen anything so brilliant in his life; he has always loved her breasts but now they were so incredibly womanly. He tried to resist them for her sake but he couldn’t. He didn’t want to.
He kissed her collarbone as he passed over on his way to her tempting tits. Severus was deliberately slow as he lapped her left nipple lightly before taking the swollen flesh into his mouth. He tried to place as little pressure on her as possible as he mouth closed around her flesh.
The sigh that came from Hermione was pure anguish. Her back arched against the mattress, but she knew better than to pull away from him. If there was one thing she was certain, it was that he knew exactly what he was doing. Not once when she was with him had she ever felt fear.
She tried to relax and take a steadying breath as his lips latched onto her tight nipple. The gentle pressure made her writhe slightly beneath his weight. She felt heat as he encapsulated her. He dragged his tongue over the stiff flesh and she felt as if she would die when he released a heady moan. Her body quivered as he vibrates through her and she pressed her hips upward to find some relief against his thigh.
Within moments she was rocking her hips again and he abruptly released her. He sat back on his heals to enter her. As he slowly slid his wet and throbbing cock into her pussy he didn’t think he would be able to control himself in the slightest. He let himself sink into her as she sucked in her breath. He could feel her walls spasm as she stretched to accommodate him.
“Good girl,” he whispered as he buried his shaft inside her. “You feel incredible.”
Hermione managed a strangled moan in reply. Her body get so good squeezing him. He steadily bucked his hips into her until several tell-tale shutters made it obvious that she was going to come. Her eyes were closed as she convulsed wildly. It was too much to take. Severus ejaculated and filled the center of her body with his seed while she screamed out for it not to stop.
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