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Plenitude	By : HeavyMist Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 60689 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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“Dialogue”

‘Thoughts’

‘Flashbacks’

Chapter 32 : Extracurricular Activities

Though Hermione was still a bit shaken by the heartfelt apologies of Narcissa, she decided to fight off the depressing thoughts, and concentrate on other matters. She cleared her throat and looked at Lavender who was looking at her companions with a shade of a smile on her lips. The witch in red addressed the companion on her left, clad in the frilly Pistachio dress, cheerily, not wanting to embarrass the witch “So…Lavender, what was this story you wanted to tell me about?”

“Well, you know Hermione, I think it is my turn to apologize to you…” Lavender tried to evade her friend’s eyes, and looking at the Black Lake, then furtively gazing back at the shocked witch beside her, she heard her ask “ Apologize? What for Lavender?”

“For you know Ronald and I …I swear if I knew at the time you were in love with him….”

“Wait…wait…what are you talking about? I was never in love with Ronald Weasley…” Hermione’s visage turned sour, and sickened. She shivered, deeply disgusted! Her reaction stemming from distasteful idea. She couldn’t shake-up this rising sensation of nausea. To even imagine herself in love with that turncoat, who without any scruples delivered Harry and her to the snatchers!

How come, when she thinks about it, at present, the mere thought of fostering any kind of feelings towards the brat, who always was an egotist, not to mention rude, and an emotional handicapped, brings up an irrepressible revulsion that translated itself physically through a full-body cringe.

Shaken by Hermione’s loathing which was written all over her face, as apparent as the midday sun they were basking in, Lavender, wetted her lips then breathing deeply she continued in a hushed tone,” For what it’s worth, I did not know at the time that maybe you’ve taken a fancy to him, you know, I thought both of you were just friends, and I was having a crush on him myself, but after a while I started to notice what a narcissistic and self-conceited, insensitive git he was and I broke up with him! But anyway as you said, it’s water under the bridge…”

Another lie …revealed, after all this time! Ron pretended he was the one to break up with Lavender, because he wanted to be with Hermione.

Smiling bitterly, she patted Lavender’s hand, gazing kindly at her friend; she countered, ”It was neither your fault nor mine. I believe you when you say you didn’t know. At the time, to be honest, I did not recognize I cared about him also, until I saw you together, though in hindsight, I think it was more a territorial reaction at best, on my part. Except, that possessiveness didn’t last that long either. My best guess, it all stemmed out of immaturity, we were teenagers after all, I cannot even call what I felt a crush. Anyway it’s history.”

Narcissa jokingly reprimanded Lavender “ Are you trying to evade answering the question missy?” Pointing an accusing finger at the blonde girl sitting on Hermione’s left.

“No, I swear, just wanted Hermione to know…and Narcissa you will have to reciprocate and tell her about your punishment, do not forget that!”

Hermione was switching looks between the two witches, not believing what she was seeing and hearing; they were both acting like teenage girls! Well, Lavender mostly, laughing and giggling about their experiences with their “boyfriends”, and threatening one another of disclosing some silly incidents, she smiled wide, though she wanted to laugh out loud watching their antics.

Sighing, she reminded herself to think positively, and stop being such a skeptical pessimist all the time. She thought her day was ruined, when she first saw them gliding after their men, expecting boring and tedious conversations, especially with Narcissa being older than both.

But the snooty, snobbish Mrs. Malfoy whom she had the misfortune of meeting twice before, was visibly absent! In her stead appeared this attractive and amiably smiling affectionate and witty witch! And Lavender! Well admittedly, there was some progress with the witch’s attitude! She wanted to be fair towards her. Considering the girl was a dunderhead in school, just wasting her time on Divination, and gossiping about boys!

Yet now, lo and behold, she’s more poised than ever, compared to past patterns, at any rate. Besides, she’s not squealing and giggling inanely with every breath, or spewing idiocies left and right, every minute, with the exception of the brutally hilarious ‘cuuute’ ….she was “tolerable”!! That is saying something in Lavender’s case!

All of this progress thanks to Severus! Begrudgingly, she had to accept his training effect on the witch! One must give credit where credit is due; standing ovation, and praise Severus Snape!! He must have had his patience stretched thin, to reach such astounding results! That must have been atrociously trying for his tolerance, and brutally painful for his mind. She smiled wickedly ‘Much the better’, she thought spitefully. Then she smirked; It seems Lord Voldemort is rubbing on her, in so many “bad” ways.

Admitting to herself not being really kind towards the couple, she hid another sarcastic smirk, trying to ease the guilt she felt with this petty and mean satisfying payback, against her ex-professor. She listened to the girl, still squealing and arguing with Narcissa. On the second thought, she must have been hasty in her assessment about poise and conduct! Fed up with the witch and to put an end to her irrelevant drivel, she interrupted, loudly “ I am still here … and waiting…. “

Hermione was ready to shake the witch out of her giggling fit, rolling her eyes heavenwards, when this latter started by saying “ Oh Hermione…I cannot tell you without explaining how all of this started…you know…Master and I…”

Counting to twenty in between deep inhales, the Gryffindor princess gestured to her friend to get on with it, “I am all ears Lavender” she smiled inviting her to be quick about it, wishing for a wand to hex the witch, to speed it up already.

“So…” Lavender intertwined her fingers, hands in her lap, her voice losing some of her gaiety, she gazed at the witch near her, “I was fighting on Harry’s side, in the Final Battle, Hermione. A battle, which took the Dark Lord 5 seconds to end, to his advantage, obviously, with his amplified Avatus curse. Like all of the Light side there…”

Lavender scoffed sarcastically when she mentioned the Light side, then continued, ”I lost my wand like the rest of the Order members, because of the pain, except Luna and Neville, and of course all who were in the know, since they were protected by some shield… of sorts. Anyway, we all lost our wands, and were captured as war prisoners. To my utter surprise we were sent to St Mungo’s, not all of us mind you, Ron, and Ginny, their parents, along with Dumbledore, McGonagall, Moody, Shacklebolt and some others were sent to Azkaban.”

Sighing, she paused for a second then resumed, “I spent 2 months in a special healing section, in St Mungo’s, provided especially for us. I was thinking the worst is yet to come, you know, being a prisoner and all, waiting for my execution. But The Dark Lord met with all of us, many times, and he explained the whole war that started years ago. He granted us mercy and even helped us after we pledged allegiance to him. During time, I went through therapy, because I was in shambles. Some psychiatric healer telling me about this Post Trauma dysfunction…”

“PSTD, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder” Hermione corrected, and gestured for her friend to continue.

Lavender smiled and nodded “ Yes that…anyway, I was feeling guilty for surviving while others died, I had nightmares, and the weirdest part was I also felt numb, like my soul was frozen, feeling nothing at all, neither sadness nor happiness. I felt so empty, cold, like dead inside, that I started cutting myself. I needed to feel something; somehow I was punishing myself for being alive! I was in shock of how everything in my life was a big lie, especially after Luna, Neville and the rest of our friends came to see me, and told me how they knew about Dumbledore’s deceit.”

The Gryffindor witch listened carefully, knowing that this carefree girl had had a terrible wake up call, just like her. She felt sorry for her, and pondered upon the damaging consequences she must have been through. Psychologically it must have been a nightmare! Emotionally, she could relate, given that when she knew about Harry’s passing away, she felt guilty herself for still being alive! For surviving! Lavender’s resort to such a radical means, inflicting painful wounds on her skin was a way to remind herself of being alive, not only existing but needing to live, yet at the same time, it was a punishment for her very own survival! A clear indication of how disheartened she felt!

After hearing the witch’s tribulations, it became particularly obvious to her, at this moment, why the Dark Lord was assaulting her with the heavy schedule and daily fast pace in the last six days. People to see, truths to know, facts to deal with, “puzzles” to solve, and him, to be attracted to,while struggling against his alluring and sensual presence, keeping her busy making crucial choices for her future.

He was simply keeping her mind active, and focused on many issues at once, in order that she won’t have time to wallow in guilt and grief, dig herself a pit and entrench her depressed mind in there or concoct herself some psychological disorder with “cutting” outcome! He was deliberately implementing the old adage wisdom, ‘Prevention is better than cure’!

Lavender’s recounting brought her back from her considerations’ journey “ I went too far one day and almost hemorrhaged myself to death. Master Severus at the time was providing the Healers with all the difficult to brew potions needed to help the patients. He was there when my critical condition was communicated to the staff, so he knew of my medical history after he asked about what was happening. …”

Lavender stopped talking, and Hermione noticed the deep blush that swept over her cheeks, but also the dreamy smile, that reminded her eerily of Luna Lovegood! The smiling witch then resumed with a husky voice “I wasn’t trying to commit suicide, I did not want to kill myself you know, it was just a deeper cut, on my left middle thigh, seems I nicked my Femoral Artery….”

Hermione passed both hands on her face, in a sideways motion; the euphemism underlying the expression ‘ignorance is bliss’ came to mind!! The witch almost killed herself, not because she wanted to commit suicide, but for the simple reason of lacking anatomical knowledge! Bliss in the hereafter, indeed!

Subsequently, she looked at the girl sitting near her, describing her quasi demise with such serenity, it really baffled her, how Lavender was accepting all of her trials effortlessly and calmly.

“When they patched me up and I was resting, he came into my room, and I felt like a mouse, facing a big black jaguar. He looked at me with his onyx like black sparkling eyes, filled with so much disdain and his face was ten times sterner than usual. His voice was like a hissing flogger made of buttery leather, cold, silky yet stinging, bitingly so, he told me verbatim, ‘Miss Brown, if there is going to be a second attempt, try to do it right, since you do not deserve the time healers are wasting on you’….”

’What an insensitive asshole!’ Hermione was about to spew out her anger against her ex-professor when the laugh that left Lavender’s lips made her jump in surprise. Shaking her head, she looked at Narcissa just to make sure she was not the only one witnessing this weird and down right creepy “jovial” reaction to such pitiless confrontation on Severus part, but apparently the smiling pureblooded older woman, obviously knew the outcome.

Sighing secretly, she looked back at Lavender whose voice started to get livelier and cheerier by the minute.

“Oh Hermione, don’t be angry, don’t think he was inconsiderate, he was livid thinking I tried to kill myself, I understood then, that he really cared about us, you know, his students, in general, if not about me personally.”

Taken aback by the wise judgment of Lavender, Hermione thought it was definitely a different perspective to look at the incident. Chiding herself, she considered how to stop this bad habit of jumping to the wrong conclusions at the slightest false impression! And to think that Lavender understood him so quickly, despite her unstable emotional state, at the time! She should be ashamed of her hasty conclusions, wrong hasty conclusions! Way to go Miss know-it-all. Shame on you!

‘I beg your pardon?! I am not the hotheaded one around here, breaking Master’s toys as well…shame on you’ the know-it-all objection was loud and clear in Hermione’s mind, while her “Devangel” was attempting to repair the broken rattan cane with a permanent sticking charm. Merlin, she hates it when she’s wrong!! And hates it even more when she’s right about being wrong!! Does it make any sense? It absolutely does! ‘Arghh…focus idiot! Not the time for self-analysis, or introspective considerations of those thoughts and emotions, right now.’

“So he was displeased because he thought you tried to commit suicide, and of course you told him the truth, I suppose?” Hermione enquired.

“Yes well, I started crying first because I was upset, and he sneered at me saying I shouldn’t be crying, so I told him what happened, how and why I was cutting myself….”

“Very courageous on your part Lavender, because believe me, I won’t be telling anything at all, to that….Ars…Arrogant professor.”

“Oh he’s not arrogant! He’s strict I give you that! Well, I ….ah…I used to like him a lot at school…and now I like him even more…”

She is so not hearing this! What the hell? First Ronald then Severus? Is she like her copycat for prospective crush-ons ? There’s definitely no similarities whatsoever between the giggly Lav-Lav and her, none at all!! Thank Merlin she is not continuing the trend by adding Lord Voldemort to the list! Wait! Did she just think that?! Does she want the Dark Lord all to herself? Does she want him at all?? Why does she care? What is wrong with her??

“Yes, I had a crush on him and oh! Godric Hermione!! I was so right about him, he’s so sexy, and manly and Merlin!! His voice when he whips me…his dirty talk makes me …”

“STOP!! Stop stop! TMI Lavender! TMI” Covering her ears, Hermione scowled at the witch, while she heard Narcissa chuckling, Lavender asked with her big brown eyes open wide, what’s TMI, and huffing the irritated Gryffindor explained ” Too Much Information Lavender, I do not want to know about what he does to you, how he does it, what he says, et seq. etc… Back to what happened… please!”

“All right… after my clarifications, he suggested I find another way to deal with this numbness and emptiness I was feeling, than cutting myself. When I asked how, he said he can help me…by providing another kind of pain…a pleasurable and safe means which would help me recover better and faster, while he would be monitoring me as well as training me…if I accept of course to be his pet, euh....submissive”

“And you accepted just like that??” Hermione’s arched her eyebrow, then added, ”Honestly, I never expected you could be a submissive…I mean… is it only for the …you know ….pain he provides…or…??” Hermione was totally out of her comfort zone and she did not want to sound intrusive, yet she wanted to know about the witch’s experience as a submissive and more so the masochist part, given that how apparent Lavender needed her painful fix, and at the same time, she did not want to hear about her ex-professor sadistic expertise, and definitely not his sexual prowess. A catch 22 if you ask her!

“At first he explained to me what it entails to be his submissive Hermione. He is a Dominant first and foremost, but still he has his needs as a sadist. He likes to inflict pain, and it won’t work if the witch he is with cannot handle pain or does not want it. And Merlin I wanted it, I needed it, I have no shame in accepting who I am, as a masochist and submissive, though I do admit I am always being punished because I am ‘a naughty girl’ like Master says’ She giggled then continued “he says I try to trick him into punishing me…”

Another giggle later, she resumed “I also agree with you about not being a natural submissive, but I am learning to be a good one, Master is training me, sometimes it is hard for me to shut my mouth, or obey him, he knows I relish pain so it is when he resort to withholding some privileges that I feel really miserable, when he physically punishes me it is more a foreplay. Hermione, I swear on my magic, I have never been as happy, contented and mostly fulfilled in my life, as I am now, all thanks to Master Severus.”

Spluttering for the first time in her life, Hermione was aghast and at the same time awed by Lavender’s candor and honesty, her acceptance and pride in being the submissive of Severus Snape! “Lavender I do appreciate your frankness, still I am amazed that you turned submissive because of your need for pain, I …am still wondering how this is working for you…what if a submissive does not require pain…?”

At that instant Narcissa put her hand on Hermione’s saying” Dear child, if you are asking does it have to hurt, the reasonable and factual answer is no! You can be a submissive without liking pain and physical punishments. Submission has nothing or little to do with the need to receive punishment or physical pain. Punishment doesn’t have to be physical either, you know. The activities pertaining to the D/s lifestyle depends on the people involved, their needs and hence negotiations before embarking in the relationship.”

Smiling she gestured towards Lavender and commented ”Luckily, for Lavender, who as you certainly understand, is a masochist by nature and she needs pain as part of her D/s lifestyle, she found what she needed in Severus, who I must say is a very demanding Master, his sadistic needs are intense and severe.”

Thinking for a couple of seconds, Narcissa grinned saying “Hermione let me give you an example, I as a submissive won’t make a good pet for Severus, I like mild and erotic pain, while he likes to inflict severe pain. No compatibility, it is as simple as that. So if, as a submissive, you do not require or crave pain, as part of your liaison, then it is imperative you build your relationship with a Dominant sharing the same ideals, or at least inform the potential Dom of your limits. Because if you become a submissive to a Dominant with sadistic needs, then you are steering yourself to really painful realities! Either you adapt and become a masochist, or you find someone to give you what you need, pain-free, or live a miserable life without any of the above! You need to make sure you communicated your needs and motivations, and listened carefully to your potential partner’s requirements as well, there should be shared interests so that both of you could be satisfied within the limits either have set!”

Hermione was listening intently to the experienced submissive that was Mrs Malfoy! Who would have thought, she will one day, advise her about these matters? In Hogwarts of all places! Talk about extracurricular activities!

“What if I am not given the choice, well I am given a choice, I …” huffing Hermione did not want to talk about herself, she was still embarrassed and insecure, especially that the other party was not any wizard, they were talking about Lord Voldemort for Godric’s sake!

“Hermione sweetie, a Dominant has the right to understand your limits and accept or refuse the relationship based on them. He does not want to hear your safe-word every time his needs for inflicting pain arise! He has needs and expectations as much as you! Remember, after you have willingly surrendered yourself to said Dominant, he becomes your Master, he is the one in control. You will be expected to submit to that control and follow his lead and obey his orders.”

Squeezing Hermione’s hand she continued, ”Before you offer your gift of submission to a Dominant, you need to make sure you found a compatible partner, it is your responsibility towards yourself first and foremost. Pain or physical punishments are not always part of all D/s relationships. You do have to expect it in one based on BDSM. This is critical in seeking and deciding on the right Dominant for you, thus you are given the choice, and it is totally up to you to accept or refuse. But regardless of all I said, my dear girl, first you must become acquainted with your own needs, all of them, emotional, physical, sexual, and what makes you tick.”

“Mrs. Malfoy…Narcissa…I have never had sexual encounters with anybody before him, and now I need to make a decision …because the Dark Lord asked … well…He wanted me to be his submissive…” Hermione’s face was so red and hot she thought it was about to explode.

Lavender interrupted both witches by asking, “ Hermione I know that somehow you got punished, so tell me honestly, have you been exposed to the sandpaper test, and more importantly did you pass it?”

“Wha…what ?! He told Severus??” Hermione was about to blow a gasket, she was livid! How could he?? He does not have the right to discuss her punishments with Severus of all people! This was a private and intimate experience for her. This is so beyond the pale.

Soothingly, Lavender rubbed her stiffened shoulders while whispering, “ He told him nothing. The Dark Lord never discusses his private life with anyone even Master Severus. But I know that my Master trained under the Dark Lord’s guidance to be a Dominant, he told me that Lord Voldemort knew of his tendencies, and trained him to be a good Master. I also know the kind of tests The Dark Lord taught him, because my Master tested me with several of them. Having said that, it’s highly likely the Dark Lord used some of them with you, and will definitely use the rest in the future, if you accept his gift. I am sure with your bossy tendencies you must have pushed him to dish out some kind of punishment!”

Covering her face with both hands, the mortified Gryffindor witch wanted to kill the Supreme bastard Arsehole Ruler. And how the hell the tables were turned and it is now Lavender’s turn to be the bossy “know-it-all”, and talk about Hermione’s punishments! And Irony of all Ironies, advise and criticize her about things!

The calm voice of Narcissa Malfoy soothed the raw nerves of the livid witch ”Listen dear, Lucius also was trained by our Lord Voldemort, and on multiple occasions, he discusses some punishments concerning me, with him. It is a great honor for me to be cared for, like this, especially by my Husband and Master asking for his guidance, for my sake! Do not feel embarrassed. Our Supreme Ruler is a great Dom and good judge of character. He knew how Lucius and Severus were Dominants by nature, but they needed nurture and guidance as well. They subbed for him Hermione, not sexually, mind you, all of them are straight, but they lived the life of a submissive for a whole year to understand completely what it does entail to be controlled, punished and cared for, how the minute details are important, how to treat a sub, be fair and caring, nurturing to her, and loving her.”

If only the ground opens up and swallows her. Hermione was still hiding her flushed face, when Lavender for once stopped giggling, still the echo of a smile was heard in her tone when she softly said “ Hermione, if you passed that sandpaper test, then I can assure you, you will pass many others, with flying colors! You might not like them all, and you might find some impact toys more to your liking than others, and you might abhor some pain inflicted by other toys, but that is for the future, when you experience everything under His guidance. But by Merlin witch!! Do you know how lucky you are??? You are so freaking blessed, having the best of them all wanting you to be his submissive and salivating after you, damn it! Stop your whining, and start working on hitching the Master of all Masters to your wagon!”

Hermione slowly lifted her head up and looked at an over-excited Lavender, scowling she screamed “ Are you freaking insane?! He not only wants me to be his submissive but his slave!”

A gasp came from Narcissa Malfoy that made Hermione whip her head instantly to look at the flabbergasted older witch!

“Hermione…Oh My! This might not be a bad thing. Our Lord has had many submissives, but none so far that he wanted to own. He never actually had a submissive for more than a year. Even my crazy sister tried to be his permanent submissive but he dismissed her, after one year, like all the others. If it worries you so much, make sure you discuss it with him, to know exactly what the term means to him, and what part you will play in his life. Hermione dear, listen to your heart, not your pride, do not waste this opportunity, to have a never-ending happiness, and fulfillment with The Dark Lord. He wants you to be his forever Hermione, He cares for you more than you think.”

At That instant the same House-elf popped in front of them, bowing low he said “The Dark Lord sent me to inform the Ladies that lunch will be served five minutes”.

Hermione was grateful for the interruption, though Lavender still hasn’t told her about the “name’s anecdote”, but what was really turning around, in her mind, like a carousel with all its baggage, was what Narcissa Malfoy said not a minute ago. It was a testimony to what Lord Voldemort told her last night! Walking back to the castle, flanked by the two witches, Hermione thought sarcastically that today’s visit to Hogwarts is already going to be counted as one of the most educational times of her life!

Hermione’s curious mind still wanted to know about Severus nickname so she asked Lavender who was trotting on her left, “Lavender you still haven’t told me about Severus’ nickname…”

Lavender laughed out loud then whispered it in witch’s eager ear.

Hermione’s eyes doubled in size, her mandible slackened, while her mouth opened in utter shock, and finally she shook her head, and did not resist the urge to laugh her ass off. Loud, very loud.

‘My, oh my! Snapey-pooh! Snapey-pooh!! Oh poor you Snapey-pooh, your head must’ve had a big boo-boo…’ still laughing, the witch thought sarcastically ’You finally got what was coming to you, to redeem yourself, for terrifying all those poor potions’ students of Hogwarts!’

Both witches on either side shared the droll moment, chuckling as well, afterward the witch in the middle turned to Lavender smiling she was eager to know about his response, she asked, “What was his reaction then?”

“He gave me my first punishment…” Lavender sighed as if she was recalling a romantic moment, the Gryffindor in red, more curious than ever pushed her to elucidate, how exactly he went about it, and the punished witch heaved a sigh of longing, smiling enigmatically she murmured “First he crucio’ed me for 2 seconds, then he took me on his knees, and paddled me so hard that I …”

“He used the unforgivable curse on you?!!” Hermione was two seconds away from cussing like a sailor, mainly because Lavender’s longing smile and the hunger she saw in the witch's eyes mystified her.

‘By all that is holy!! How could she feel like this after his crucio and paddling? She’s got it bad!’ Thinking that no matter what she told the infatuated and blinded girl about what she thinks is abusive, lavender will just brush her arguments aside, so she kept her piece and peace -of mind- to herself, then remembered that Lavender stopped talking at a crucial moment in the story, so she supposed maybe Lavender retaliated after all, though she was not getting her hopes up, but she asked nonetheless, “Yes? You what?…” Hermione insisted, and got her answer.

“Climaxed!” was lavender response.

‘Shit! Shit shitshit…Should’ve known better, should’ve not asked …damn! Shit! Please someone bleach my eyes and ears! My whole brain! This is so not an image I want to remember! EVER!’

Rubbing her eyes furiously, Hermione stopped for a second, to bring herself to her bearings, and try to erase irremediably and irrevocably what she heard, and what flashed in her mind’s retina, otherwise she would be having nightmares tonight, and every night for a month!

Feeling Narcissa pat her shoulder comfortingly, the traumatized Gryffindor did not comment, she blinked many times, shaking her head, trying to stop thinking of the offensive picture, and flush it out of her mind. She started walking slowly, while glowering at Lavender who was still sporting her adoring smile, oblivious to Hermione’s ordeal. The three witches entered the Great Hall to see their men, and Masters, waiting for them, near the staff table.

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