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Snape's Story	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 33390 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Complete. Het, solo, oral.

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Hermione watched Harry as he moved around the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmald Place, boiling water and setting out tea. “I want you to give me Snape's memories. I want to return them to him.” She said, watching his reaction carefully.

“What?” Harry placed two cups of tea on the kitchen table. “Why?”

“Because they're his.”

“But he gave them to me.”

“When he thought he was dying.”

“Well whose fault is that?”

“Harry!” She narrowed her eyes. “I'm asking as a friend. Please.”

“Fine.” He sighed. “So what happened? The minister is furious.”

“It's a set back, it happens” She took a long drink of her tea. “We're making progress. We are.” She said more forcefully when he rolled his eyes skeptically. “You don't believe me?”

“It's not that I don't believe you Hermione.” He spoke gently. “I guess I'm just wondering if you're seeing progress because you want there to be progress.”

“What's that supposed to mean?” She demanded, her voice rising.

“Come on Hermione. I know you fancy him. You always have. That's why you......”

“Harry Potter you take that back.” She slammed her cup down on the scarred wooden table. “I am a counselor, he is my patient. Just what are you trying to insinuate?”

Harry stared at her for a moment before shaking his head. “Nothing. My mistake. Forget I said anything. I'll go get the memories for you.”

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“What is that?” Snape's eyes narrowed at the glass vial on Hermione's desk as he lowered himself into the chair.

“Your memories. From the final battle.” She explained at his raised eyebrow. “You seemed concerned about them at our last session, so I asked Harry to give them to me. Not so fast.” She snatched the vial away from his reaching hand. “So that we can review them together. When you're ready.” She added quickly as a dark look passed over his face.

“What if I'm never ready.” He grumbled.

“You will be.”

“Have you heard from the Ministry?”

“I spoke to them this morning and explained that you are making progress, but it's a painful process and set backs are not uncommon.” She flipped open the file in front of her. “Both Muggles have made a full recovery, Harry's office was able to obliviate everyone involved, all the records have been purged. But.” She leaned towards him across her desk. “This is it. Your last chance. Next stop Azkaban. Do you understand?”

He nodded his head curtly.

“Good.” She smiled happily. “Let's move away from your parents, and away from Lily for now. What about other relationships?”

He raised his eyebrow sardonically.

“Oh come on Severus. Friends?” She sighed in frustration. “What about Lucius Malfoy. You and he are friends.”

“We were.”

“Were? You aren't now?”

“We had a falling out a few years ago. We are............rebuilding our friendship”

“What was the falling out about?”

He sighed and stared down at his hands. “I had sex with his wife.”

“What! Draco's mum?” She gasped in surprise before she could catch herself. “When? Why?”

“Sssssseverus so glad you could join ussss on sssuch short notice.” The Dark Lord spoke from his place at the head of the table. They were seated in Malfoy's Manor's ornate dining room. Draco, Narcissa and Lucius faced him across the table. Curiously absent were all the other Death Eaters.

He bowed his head deferentially. “It was no trouble at all, My Lord.”

“I will get sssstraight to the point.” The reptilian man hissed. “After careful consideration, I have decided it issss time to remove Albussss Dumbledore from power. Draco,” He turned his attention to the terrified boy. “I think you are perfect for this mission. Upon your return to Hogwartssss, you will kill him.”

The blonde teenagers eyes widened and his pale countenance blanched even whiter. “Yes My Lord.” He whispered, his voice barely audible.

“But My Lord. He is only a boy.” His father croaked, his face flushed with fear. “Surely someon.......”

“Are you questioning me again Luciusssss?”

“No My Lord.” The aristocrat's voice cracked with fear. “It's only.....”

“Only what, Luciussssss?” Fury dripped from the Dark Lord's voice. “Why must you always question me?”

“He is only sixteen, My Lord.” Lucius said softly, his eyes focused on the table in front of him.

“Enough. I have made my decision.” He waved a bony hand dismissively in the air. “Leave ussssss Draco.” The boy jumped eagerly from his chair and ran from the room. When he was gone, Lord Voldemort turned his snake like eyes to Lucius. “Why must you question me at every turn Luciussss? When I was losssst you denounced your loyalty to me. When I returned, you were among the lasssst to return to my ssssside.”

“But Severus....”

“Ssssseverus was at Hogwartsssss as I required him to be, serving me faithfully.” The Dark Lord lowered his voice, an evil smile played across his face. “You are too proud Luciusssss. You need to be punished, just as,” He turned his gaze to the Dark Haired Wizard, “Sssseverus should be rewarded for hisss loyalty.” He flicked his wand, the dining room table vanished and was replaced with a large bed. “Your punishment Luciussss, shall be hisss reward. Sssseverus, take Narissa. She issss yours for the evening. Luciusssss,” He flicked his wand again and leather straps appeared binding the blonde Wizard to his chair, “you shall watch.”

Severus bowed his head as if in gratitude, even as his mind recoiled. He had no desire to force himself on Narcissa. He hated forcing anyone, but Narcissa? She had always been kind to him, had always gone out of her way to befriend him. He glanced quickly at the horrified look on Lucius' face. But then again, how rich it would be to take something that belong to Mr. Perfect Malfoy. Lucius who always bragged of all the women he had bedded, all he women he could have that Severus couldn't. How empowering would it be to wipe that self satisfied smirk off the pompous aristocrat's handsome face? He was pulled from his thoughts by a soft hand on his shoulder, running down the length of his arm to gently take his hand. Looking up, he stared into the face of Narcissa. She did not look horrified. She looked curious, eager, vengeful. She tugged on his hand and pulled him to his feet.

Pressing her face against his, she whispered low in his ear. “For all the times he's cheated on me Severus, fuck me good, make me scream.” He shivered and felt his cock harden in his trousers when she ran her tongue along the shell of his ear. “Please.”

Growling low in his throat, he pressed his lips to her's, his tongue licking and tasting her full lips. His hands reached up, pulling and tearing at her robes. Narcissa met his kiss with equal vigor, her hands helping him remove her clothing.

“Ssssshe seems eager, Luciusssss.” The Dark Lord hissed. “Have you been neglecting your beautiful bride? It sssseems I have inadvertently rewarded her as well.” He laughed at the look of rage on Lucius' face.

Naked, Narcissa dropped to her knees and gazed up at him. Growling, Severus pulled out his wand and magically removed his clothing. His cock jutted out hard and eager. He groaned softly when her hot wet tongue laved over him. Gripping his hips, she pushed gently, causing him to take a backwards, side ways step.

'Hell hath no fury.' He thought wryly when he saw that she had positioned him so Lucius would have the optimum view of his cock sliding down her throat. 'Poor Lucius. Paybacks can be a bitch.' His eyes rolled back in his head as Narcissa worked his cock with her tongue and her lips. 'Bloody hell.' He thought as she pressed forward, deep throating him like a pro. From beside him he could hear Lucius growl with anger, his feet stomping on the floor as he tried to break free of the straps.

“Oh no Luciussssss.” The Dark Lord hissed. “You will watch.”

Severus glanced over just in time to see the snakelike man yank Lucius head up by the roots of his blonde hair. “I don't want you to misssss a moment.”

“Fuck.” Snape moaned as Narcissa hand slid between his legs to gently squeeze his balls. At the rate she was going, he didn't think he would last much longer. Burying his hands into her hair, he gripped her head as he thrust deep into her throat. His cry of release joined with Lucius' roar of rage as he came, releasing jet after jet into Narcissa's waiting mouth. His body trembled as she swallowed frantically, draining him of all his juices. Still shaking, he collapsed onto the waiting bed, pulling her with him and into his arms.

“So Narcissa was a willing participant?” Hermione asked, her face pale.

“She seemed quite eager. I think she took a perverse pleasure in tormenting Lucius. It was the perfect opportunity to pay him back for all his indiscretions without incurring any blame for herself. It was a win, win situation for her.”

“But Voldemort didn't give her any choice in the matter, he didn't ask her if she wanted to have sex with you.”

“You make it sound like having sex with me was such a hardship. I made her come. Several times.”

“Still.” She whispered, almost to herself as she made several notes on her parchment. “You said something earlier that I want to go back to, you said you were worried you might have to force her.” She paused for a long moment before continuing. “Was that something you had done before, with other women?”

“I was a Death Eater, Hermione.” He wiped his hand across his forehead, his voice sounding weary. “What do you think we did on raids? Hand out lollies? Fortunately my teaching duties at Hogwarts kept me busy and unavailable for the vast majority of the raids. But there were times..........” Standing he walked across the floor and stared out the small window. “There were times when certain...........activities could not be avoided.”

They were interrupted by a soft knocking at the door. It opened and a young Wizard stuck his head in room. “Dr. Granger? I'm sorry to disturb you, but you have an urgent floo call.”

“Can't it wait?” She sighed, clearly annoyed.

“I'm sorry. They said it was an emergency.”

“I'll just be a moment, Severus.” She said standing and moving towards the door.

He was back sitting in the chair when she returned 10 minutes later. “I am so sorry for that interruption. So on Voldemort's orders you were forced to.......” She faltered for a moment before continuing, “rape. How did that make you feel?”

“It made me sick.” He growled. “How do you think it made me feel? I'm not some kind of a monster. I take no pleasure in forcing myself on someone. I did what I had to do to retain the Dark Lord's trust. That was my assignment, those were my orders. No one seemed to care how it made me feel, how it repulsed and disgusted me. How......” his voice cracked, “....guilty I felt after. How much I....hated myself.”

“By no one you mean Dumbledore? Did he know you were being forced to do these things?”

He nodded his head, his lips pressed into a thin, pale line.

“Well I think that's enough for today.” She said gently. “I know that it is difficult, but try not to drink. Try to remember the Serenity Prayer. You did not do these things because you wanted to or because you enjoyed it. You need to forgive yourself. We'll talk more tomorrow.”

She watched as he swept out of the room, a dull ache forming behind her eyes. There was so much she hadn't known, so much she still didn't know. Dumbledore was supposed to have been on the side of good. How could he have knowingly asked a man, who was supposed to be his friend, to commit rape and murder?

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Stepping out into the bright sunshine, Severus took a deep breath and tried to force the disturbing images of screaming Muggles from his mind. His whole body craved the numbness only a good strong drink could provide him. Reaching into his pocket, he wrapped his hand around the white handkerchief that now contained several short brown hairs. Forcing away the unpleasant thoughts, he allowed his mind to fill pleasantly with the image of Hermione Granger reaching for him, pulling him into her arms, a welcome smile on her face.
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