The Makeover - COMPLETED

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JKR. All situations are mine. No $$$ is being made from this fanfic.
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Chapter 45 ~ At the Beauty Shop and Beyond

Adam listened to Hermione’s candid story about the changes that occurred in her life after her makeover. He had read about a Hogwarts teacher getting sent to Azkaban, but he didn’t know that Hermione was the intended victim of a jealous witch’s Cruciatus curse.

The Queen stopped applying the facial masque to clutch his heart.

“Why that bitch!” he exclaimed, his blue eyes turning red for a moment, “I’d have scratched her veins out.”

“And I wasn’t even interested in Severus at that time,” Hermione added.

Hermione then told her about the dark Potions Master.

“Gods, he sounds delicious,” Adam breathed as she told him about how Severus stripped down to his boxers in her lab, and then let her know he intended to deflower her. And the way he taunted and teased her, trapping her against walls and doors and counters, and doing other acts until she was dying to have him.

“How was the deflowerment?” Adam asked her, holding his breath.

“Amazing, he was just amazing…but, but he didn’t want me…then,” she said.

“What?” Adam said, his eyes going red again. Had he fucked Hermione and tossed her aside?

“No, he made it clear to me he liked being alone, but he was attracted to me. I was willing to have him for one night rather than not experience him at all, Adam. I wanted him just that much,” the witch said.

Adam knew what she meant. When he was human he had often done the same thing, but not with the results she had. The wizards he had been involved with really didn’t want him again.

“So what did you do?” Adam asked her.

Hermione drew a breath.

“Well, I liked sex, and decided to go and find myself a lover, someone who would be interested in staying with me and being exclusive. I met a wizard named Miles. He was so sweet, Adam…and he really turned me on. I wanted him so badly. I think we might have been good together, though I’ve found out things about myself that maybe now, I don’t think he would have been what I really needed,” she said softly.

“If you wanted him, why didn’t you get him…at least once?” Adam asked her.

“Because he couldn’t…he couldn’t do it,” Hermione said almost in a whisper. “He would go soft every time we tried to have sex.”

Adam tsked as he buffed her nails.

“Sounds like something was wrong with him, dearie,” Adam said.

“No. No there wasn’t. After he failed with me again, he started to question his virility, so went to the brothel. He was able to have sex with two different witches the same night. It wasn’t him,” Hermione said, her voice quavering.

Adam’s brow furrowed.

“What happened?” he asked.

“We parted ways. Then I…then I….” Hermione said faltering. Adam stopped buffing her nails, sensing something very juicy trying to be withheld.

“Then you what? Tell me Hermione!” the Queen hissed.

“I went to the brothel and hired a gigolo…just to see if he could do it,” the witch said.

Adam’s eyes went wide and he covered his mouth with his hand.

“You didn’t!” he gasped.

Hermione nodded.

“I did. A gigolo is an expert after all. If he couldn’t fuck me then it had to be me,” she said, “And he couldn’t. Everything was fine until he tried to penetrate me. He went soft as a flubberworm.”

Adam looked at her, his brow furrowed.

“Are you sure you weren’t under some kind of spell?” he asked her.

“No. I’m a Spells Mistress, Adam. I tested for all kinds of spells. I found nothing,” she said.

Adam found it hard to believe the wizards failed to fuck Hermione on their own, but he didn’t say anything.

“So what did you do after that?” he asked the witch.

“I went to talk to Severus to try and find out why he was able to do to me what other wizards couldn’t. But according to him he didn’t have to do anything special. He found me desirable and that was all he needed. Then I found out he wanted me for his own, and we tried being lovers for a month on a trial basis. Tomorrow I’m going to tell him I’ve accepted him,” she said happily.

Adam still looked thoughtful.

“When he told you he wanted you for his own, did you have sex?” Adam asked the witch.

“Yes, although he pretended he couldn’t at first,” Hermione said, her eyes misting over.

“He’s a Potions Master,” Adam thought to himself.

He looked at Hermione.

“Couldn’t your Severus have slipped you a potion to make men unable to touch you?” the vampire asked.

Hermione shook her head.

"Severus had no interest in me at the time, Adam. Plus I checked. I hadn’t ingested any strange potions,” she said firmly.

Adam thought some more.

“How long ago did you two become an item?” he asked.

“Exactly one month tomorrow,” Hermione replied.

Adam frowned slightly. Severus had come into his shop more than a month ago for the shampoo and conditioner. When he and Hermione weren’t involved. Something stunk of dragon dung here. He looked at the witch.

“How do you feel about him, Hermione?” Adam asked, staring down at the witch he’d come to identify with and care for.

“I…I think I love him, Adam. I know it’s only been a month…but I can’t imagine not being with him now. I’d be miserable,” she confided.

The Queen nodded. He’d thought as much.

“You know Hermione, I have an idea to let that wizard know how you feel without the necessity for words. It’s a little daring, but I guarantee you, he will go wild. Not many know I do it, but I do,” the vampire said, smiling and showing his sharp eyeteeth.

“What is it?” Hermione asked.

Adam walked over to the counter and opened a cabinet. He pulled out a large book, brought it over to Hermione, opened it to a page and pointed.

Hermione brought her hand to her mouth.

“Oh my gods, Adam,” she breathed as she looked at the Queen, “Do I dare do it?”

“Trust me, sweetness. Do it,” the vampire replied, his lashes fluttering. “I think he’ll be so pleased, you won’t know what hit you…several times over.”

“All right. I will,” she said. Then she remembered.

“Oh Adam, don’t let me leave without picking up more shampoo and conditioner,” she said.

This confirmed what the vampire feared. Severus picked up four bottles of shampoo and conditioner. If he had given them to the witch, there would be no way she would be out now. He must have kept them for some reason.

Adam believed he knew why.

“I’ll make sure you get them,” he said, scraping at the edge of her masque with a long fingertip and peeling it off in one sheet. Hermione’s skin glowed.

“Beautiful,” the Queen breathed down at her, his mind working.

The Potions Master couldn’t be allowed to get away with this, but Adam didn’t want Hermione to be unhappy. The truth could ruin what she had, and if the wizard had done something untoward, which Adam was sure he had…it was still terribly romantic in a very twisted kind of way.

There had to be a middle ground here…and as one of the Living Dead, Adam was quite familiar with riding the middle ground.

“Come on sweetie,” he said, helping Hermione up from the chair, “Let’s give this wizard of yours something special,” he said.

Hermione smiled nervously as Adam took her arm and they both walked to the back of the shop.

She didn’t even notice his eyes were glowing red.

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Severus tossed in his bed uncomfortably. He was sleeping nude as usual and lying on top of the covers. He felt a cold blast wash over him and quickly sat up wide awake, shivering. His torches were on low and he squinted looking around the room. Suddenly the hair on the back of his neck stood up and he reached for his wand on the nightstand…

It wasn’t there.

Severus always kept his wand on the nightstand. It was the only way he could sleep. Something was wrong.

Slowly, all his muscles tensed, the wizard began to slide out of the bed.

“Oh no you don’t honey. You stay right where you are, sweetcheeks,” an effeminate voice said.

Suddenly Severus was forced back into the bed, down on his back. He couldn’t move his limbs or speak. He was terrified. It was as if strong hands had gripped him, forced him down and were holding him.

Suddenly the torches rose, and Adam stood beside the bed, his blue eyes washing over the naked wizard appreciatively. He was dressed in all-black robes this time, without make-up or Victor. The Potions Master's wand was sticking out of his pocket. The Queen flicked a finger at Severus who found he could now move his head. The wizard turned his face toward the vampire, his eyes widening in alarm. He still couldn’t speak.

Adam had a small briefcase with him. The Queen looked around the sparsely furnished room.

“Honey, you need a decorator badly,” he quipped, before crooking a finger at the small wooden chair against the wall. It floated over and landed behind him. The Queen sat down and put the briefcase on the floor.

“You have no idea why I’m here, do you?” Adam asked the stricken wizard.

Severus stared at him as Adam’s eyes swept down his body again, focused on his cock. The Potions Master dearly wished he had Marcus’ power of adjusting his cock size. He’d make it small as a pin.

Adam felt his fear and laughed.

“Oh no, honey. I’m not here to bob your knob. Thank your witch for that. I would never fuck with a friend’s man,” the vampire said, waving his hand at Severus limply. “I’ll just admire you from afar. Sort of.”

Severus almost let out a sigh of relief…but that “Sort of” brought him up short.

“The reason I’m here is to let you know I figured out you used Hermione’s shampoo and conditioner to make her other suitors impotent. Probably a draught that worked when inhaled. She came in today and told me what happened in the past couple of months. With you, with Miles, with Georgio. Everything. Then she told me she needed more shampoo and conditioner. What you purchased would have held her over if you had given it to her. It didn’t take much to figure it out,” the vampire said.

Adam felt Severus’ heartbeat increase…it was fear, but of another sort. He was actually afraid Hermione would find out…and dump him. The vampire gave a small smile. Obviously, the wizard wanted Hermione very much. That was good at least.

“I haven’t told her yet. She thinks she loves you,” the Queen said.

Severus’ eyes went a bit glazed at this statement, and the vampire felt another pulse in the wizard, but it wasn’t fear.

“Whether I tell her or not depends on you, Professor,” the vampire continued. “First, I want an oath from you that you will no longer manipulate her this way. I understand why you did it. You didn’t want another man to touch her after you deflowered her. Being the way you are, you couldn’t tell her that…you probably didn’t realize it at first either. But I want an oath from you that you won’t use potions on her without her knowledge ever again…then I want you to do something else. If you don’t give me the oath, then I will tell her. I know it will break her heart, but she deserves a man she can trust. I won’t let you treat her that way. Do you understand me?”

Severus’ black eyes blazed with anger, but he nodded.

“Good. All right. I am going to give you your voice back. I want the oath and the oath only,” Adam said, his eyes glowing redly. He didn’t look harmless now. The vampire was deadly serious.

He flicked a long-nailed finger at the wizard, who felt his throat loosen.

“I vow I will not use any potion on Hermione Granger without her knowledge,” the wizard said. Magic swirled around the room.

“Good,” Adam said, nodding his head. “I could have made it more stringent, but I was a Slytherin too. I can’t curtail all of your actions because they are part of your makeup. This one will do just fine. Now, for the other part of your penance…”

Adam told him what it was.

“No! Absolutely not!” the wizard seethed.

Adam looked at him narrow-eyed.

“Do you want the witch?” the vampire asked him.

Severus looked at the Queen mutinously.

“Yesss,” he hissed.

“Then this is just a small thing attesting to that fact,” Adam said, “A mere moment or two of pain. Plus it would make me feel better about leaving her with you. You have to agree, otherwise I will tell her what you’ve done, despite your oath.”

Severus scowled at him.

“How do I know you won’t come back with some other kind of blackmail if I agree?” the Potions Master asked the vampire Queen.

Adam looked at him consideringly.

“Good point. If you agree, I will take an oath to never bring this up again. I am still a wizard, although a Vampire Queen. Wizarding oaths are still binding,” Adam said. “Your decision.”

Severus blinked at the vampire, then sighed. He couldn’t afford to lose Hermione now. She might understand, but then again, she might not.

“Very well. I’ll do it,” he said.

Adam smiled toothily, standing up, picking up his briefcase, walking up to the bed, resting it on the mattress next to Severus’ leg and opening it, examining the contents.

“Aren’t you going to release me first?” Severus asked, raising his head slightly, trying to see into the briefcase.

“No. I need you still,” the vampire said, removing something large from the case, then looking at Severus’ huge tool.

“I’m going to have to move that,” the vampire grinned, reaching for the wizard with one cold pale hand.

Severus let out a low, hoarse scream at the contact.
Gods, what he'd do for that witch.

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A/N: Now, what wouldn’t we all give for a friend like Adam? Lololol. Looks like Severus is off the hook…with a few concessions on his part. Poor thing...having his goods handled by a gay vampire. rofl. Well, let’s see what happens next. Please review.