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Time Changes All Things: Now Complete	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 59680 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 67: The Last Word
As soon as the doors had closed Hermione climbed into her bed, stretching herself out and raising her arms above her head.
"You do know if you want to talk while lounging on the bed, we won't be getting any talking done, right?" Tom stood next to the bed staring at Hermione, who had thrown off her dressing robe and now was only wearing her clingy, silk nightgown. His eyes were focused on Hermione's breasts that were straining to come out of the low neckline, as her arms were raised above her head.
"You are a truly wicked vixen my lady." Tom started to take his robes off, his eyes never leaving Hermione. He slowly took each of his articles of clothing off, until nothing was left.
Hermione smiled up at him as her eyes strayed downward. Her hand reached over to stroke over his fully erect cock. He gave a great sigh, leaning his head back savoring the moment. She knew how to divert her man and she was currently stroking the thing that worked every time. He growled and lifted her up in the air and slid her down his front. His hands reached down and ripped the nightgown over her head. Her messy head of hair fell down her back and she gave a tiny shriek.
"You've been a naughty wench and have to pay for your misdeeds." Her body was now flung onto the bed, legs and arms outstretched with him on top of her. "You will pay for interrupting my very important meeting."
Hermione was nervous and excited all at once. She knew he would never hurt her, but he would torture her in his own, slow way.
Tom moved his lips almost onto hers and whispered, "Incarcerous" and her feet and hands were bound with invisible restraints. He gave her a wicked smile and started kissing her slowly down the side of her neck. The kissing seemed to go on for hours as he kissed every part of her body, except where she really wanted his lips. They never wandered onto her breasts or down to her core that was aching for his lips to dwell.
"Tom, please…don't do this." Hermione pleaded with him as her body ached for his touch down below. Her feverish, over-bright eyes kept trying to lock with his. She bit down on her lips as he kept stroking every part of her body except the parts that he knew she truly desired him to.
Tom only chuckled and gave a wide grin, "No, Hermione, you need to learn patience." He gave her side a playful pinch. His hands now smoothed up and down her legs, never going further than mid-thigh. Hermione let out another agonized yelp of dismay, which only made Tom smirk and made his eyes twinkle with mischief.
Hermione wasn't sure how much more she could take of Tom's brand of "torture". She started to sweat profusely and move her head back and forth. With a shaking voice she started to wail, "Please Tom, I promise never to interrupt you again. Please just touch me…"
Leaning down towards her lips she heard him whisper again, this time, "Finite Incantatum" and her magical restraints dissolved. He unconsciously parted his lips, and then leaned down to smash his lips into hers. Hermione's arms wrapped around Tom's torso while her legs curled around his arse.
With a groan he fell into her, and his hands started to massage her already aroused breasts. His fingers traced over the erect nipples, sending shivers throughout her body and straight to her core. He leaned down to lick one nipple and then the other. The cold air hit them, increasing the chills as they puckered while he blew on them.
The wicked gleam in his eyes made her pant in short breaths. The raw need in his face made her want him even more. Looking into his eyes it conveyed how he felt, even though the words never came from his lips. He kissed his way down between her breasts until he found her bellybutton. His tongue dipped in, tickling her and making her squirm.
"You know I love every inch of your body." He kissed all along her belly.
"I loved that I was able to plant a baby here." He rubbed her belly in smooth circles. "I want to make another baby with you."
His words shocked her, but made her heart warm at the same time. Hermione smiled up at Tom, "Yes…yes I want another baby with you." Now she felt her heart leap and the tears coming to her eyes. She never, even thought she'd hear those words coming from him and it took her by surprise.
He slid into her body, moving in and out, causing the friction to increase. His hands smoothed up and down her back as low moans escaped her, "Ooo feels so good, love."
If there was one thing that had always been right between them, it was this. He knew how to please her and make her body sing. They had never had a disagreement about whether the sex was good enough, because it always was.
His eyes watched hers to see how close she was to bursting. Pleasing her had always been his top priority when they made love. He thrust up in her, again and again, until she felt the heat wash over her body with her orgasm. Her tight walls gripped him as she clenched inside, bringing him to his completion. His groans of satisfaction played into her ears as his head fell into her neck. His light kisses, and murmured words of love, were felt as they both recovered from their love play. He stayed in her, lifting her hips up while he jerked once more letting every drop rest in her womb.
"Do you feel like you paid your dues?" Tom asked smiling down at his woman in adoration. "If not, I'm sure we can wait and try to let you work on your pay back to me."
"I'll let you decide my love. I'm leaving it in your hands." Her words were ones he liked and was glad to hear.
"Let's rest for now…then we still need to talk. But I think I'm falling asleep…right…here."
Hermione felt his head drop to the left side of her body. He rolled off of her and snuggled against her back, pulling her into his front. She fell asleep as he held her safely in his arms.
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Lily paced around the kitchen, then the back yard, and finally the front room. How was James going to react when he came? He said he wanted to come home. Was he coming to apologize? Or did he want to come home to get his things and planned on leaving for good?
Sirius had left for the day to try and gather information from Remus about what was happening with The Order. He knew it would be better to not be there when James came back home. On the other hand he felt tense, and worried if James would show up drunk again and be a threat to Lily and Harry. He'd even offered to take Harry with him to allow Lily to give James her full attention, but she'd had a breakdown screaming how Harry wasn't going to be out of her sight or house. So Sirius had finally left right before the time he knew James would be returning. He knew that he'd feel like punching him a few more times if he was there, so he'd given Lily a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. Then he'd picked up Harry and tickled him with his beard. After Harry squirmed a bit, Sirius kissed him on the head and he flooed to Remus's house.
Now all alone, Lily thought she'd go stir-crazy waiting for James's return home. There were so many feelings running through her mind and heart right now. She was still so angry that he'd attacked her and tried to rape her. Then she felt some guilt now that she'd slept with Sirius, even though it had been the best sex she'd had in a long time. Her worries for her son were in the forefront of her mind. With the knowledge that Hermione had given her about her impending death, she desperately tried to think of some way that she could change the future.
The floo activated, startling her, and making her jump a foot. Lily smoothed down the black slacks she was wearing, along with the conservative blue blouse. Standing by the settee, her hand wandered into her pocket where she felt for her wand. She would never be unprepared again to defend herself from any attacker.
James stepped out, dusting off the ash from his shirt and trousers. He hesitated by the fireplace locking eyes with his wife. She could see the questions in his eyes about how to move forward with their meeting. Did he expect her to come running into his arms? She couldn't even manage to bring a smile to her face right now. Her feet felt like they were cemented to the floor.
"Lily…I…" he took a few steps towards her, which made her flinch. James hadn't missed seeing her reaction at his forward movement. He stopped, and continued standing by the fireplace. The agony was written on his face as he gave her a pained stare.
"Honey, I wanted to say…" James tried again but was interrupted by Lily.
"Don't call me that. You don't have the right to call me that…not after what you did." Her cold eyes stared back at him. She swallowed hard, wishing that she could have a drink of water.
James stood flexing his fingers open and shut. She didn't know if she wanted to cry or yell at him. This was the man that she had been in love with so many years. Now this seemed like the most difficult thing she'd experienced so far, just trying to save her marriage.
"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm sorry. I was drunk and didn't know what I was doing." James wished that he could take back every second of what had happened that night. "I really wish I could change everything and that everything hadn't happened."
"But it did James, you can't wish back something like this. You hurt me and scared me so much." Lily's voice wavered as she talked to him quietly. "What is happening to you James? I feel like I don't even know you anymore. I don't feel safe around you either."
She could see the pain that every word was causing him. Each word looked like it was a knife stabbing into his soul. The well was open now and the words couldn't be stopped from escaping that troubled spot in her heart.
"I thought you loved me?" Lily's vice grew in strength.
"I do love you!" James pleaded back.
"This is not how you treat someone that you love. You don't cause this much pain to those you love." Lily felt the tears rolling down her cheeks.
"It's not my fault that all of this is happening." James dropped to his knees while his hands held his head. He started rocking back and forth.
"Whose fault is it then? You're the only one that I saw that night ripping my clothes off and wanting to rape me." Her words burned him as he sobbed openly now on the floor.
"Dumbledore has been putting a lot of pressure on me and others in The Order…"
"Dumbledore," she spat out his name like she was eating something rotten. "It always comes back to him doesn't it? Everything that has happened the past several months…every problem, stems back to that man."
James looked up at Lily, "Since when have you hated Dumbledore this much?" He slowly stood up. "It's because of her isn't it? Hermione brainwashed you and turned you against him. Did she also turn you against me?"
Lily felt nervous in this shift of emotions from James. One minute he was sobbing and the next he was shooting evil glares at her. She pulled her wand out of her pocket and pointed it at him.
"Leave James. I don't want you here right now." Lily held her wand in a tight grip, not shaking at all.
"This is my home too! You can't just kick me out." James's wand came up but didn't point directly at Lily. "Why are you being so stubborn woman?"
If he could have said anything that would make her blood boil, he had chosen correctly. She wouldn't tolerate James talking to her like that.
"Go now!" She rushed to to him pressing her wand into his neck. "I think we're done talking today. Now it's time for you to leave."
James pushed her wand away and put his wand back in his pocket. "This isn't over Lily. You will sit down and talk to me. I won't give up until you give me a chance to explain."
"We'll see James, but not today." Lily just wanted him to leave.
James reached out and pulled her head to him and gave her a long, hard searing kiss. She staggered back when he released her. Turning around to the fireplace, he flooed back to the Leaky Cauldron.
Lily stood there dumbfounded at the kiss. Damn that he had to get the last word in, even though that "word" had been a kiss to leave her shaking with need.
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So was Lily too harsh with James? I felt that Lily realistically wouldn't welcome him back with open arms this soon. Please review and give me your thoughts on it all.
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