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Memories of Deception	By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
~*LissaDream, Thanks for all the amazing reviews! Yes, I am on FF and also on Ao3. I'm glad you're enjoying the story. I'm afraid the stubborness between the two of them will persist for some time more, but at least it means it's not over quite yet.
LITTLESTRANGER, Yes it did take a lot of planning, and I had to write myself summaries of each chapter with notes about anything that needed resolving. And it was also quite hard at times to write not just Hermione but Snape's view without spoilers. Thank you for your kind review, and I hope you will keep enjoying the coming chapters.
NIGHTSTAR, Wow it's a lot to read in one go. Hope you enjoy the updates.
RHIANNON, I am nearly finished the story, only about 4 chapters worth of material to go, but over 25 still to put up on here, so I should be able to post fairly quickly, I'm just trying to time it so there's not a massive gap while I write the ending.
I'm sorry if I've missed replying to anyone. I very much appreciate reading all your reviews.
They stayed unmoving for a short while and Hermione hugged him tight as he hid his face from her. It seemed to her to be a strange reversal of the way he had held her not long previous. She could feel the tension in his entire body and the slight tremble in his muscles, and she wondered what was going through his head in those moments. He was clearly having some difficulty. Maybe he hadn't enjoyed himself and wasn't sure how to proceed, or it could be for an entirely different reason. She started to stroke the back of his neck unconsciously, more to soothe herself than him.
As she lay there silently her mind was busy thinking about what they had just done. She was slightly disappointed she hadn't come again, but she hadn't really expected Snape to care enough about her pleasure to bring her to orgasm the first time. That had been unexpected. The way Snape was behaving towards her in general was more than unexpected. She'd known him for almost half her life, and her experience of his had always led her to believe that he was incapable of showing kindness or sympathy, and yet, the way he had treated her that day had shown her that he had hidden depths.
His dominance over her in that moment had made her feel somehow protected and cared for, although she'd never thought of herself as the type of woman who needed to reply on a man for such things. Perhaps it was the current situation making her feel that way. She was putting a lot of trust in him to keep her safe, and in such a way that she wouldn't even know that's what he was doing.
She couldn't deny though, that the feeling of him pinning her down had excited her in some way, and she wondered what that said about her. Is there something wrong with me? She knew in the coming days, or even weeks, Snape was going to have to force himself on her. She felt sick at the thought that she might actually enjoy being raped in some way. Suddenly, completely overwhelmed by her emotions and the long day which had seen her bounce between utter despair and the heights of pleasure, she found herself crying again silently.
Hermione turned her head away from Snape, not wanting him to realise. She was sure he felt bad enough about the situation without her heaping more guilt on top. The remembrance that he'd had far worse happen to him than she'd had, helped her to get her emotions under control. What did she have to feel sorry about really? She had good friends, people who cared about her. This situation was in no way ideal, but in a way it was of her own choosing. He'd have been happier had she taken him up on his offer and left. But Snape… he had no friends, or at least those he'd had previously now thought the worst of him. Judging by what she'd been able to see of his back he'd dealt with a lot worse than being friendless as well. How pathetic am I? He's been through far more and do you see him crying on you? He needs your sympathy, not your tears. He's seen enough of those already. She tightened her hold on him with her arms and legs, pulling him closer.
Snape had now gone soft inside her and when she shifted slightly his cock slipped out. Hermione felt strangely cold and empty. The experience had been as painful as she'd imagined, but his gentleness had astounded her. She didn't know quite what to make of this new side of Snape that she had been introduced to. The new image of him that she was still constructing jarred horribly with the old, snarky version. She wanted to learn more, but would he let her?
Hermione heard him sigh heavily above her, before mumbling something quietly into her shoulder.
"What did you say?" she whispered back. "I can't hear you.
Pushing himself up, Snape rolled off her. Immediately she missed his weight upon her. She watched his face but he carefully avoided her eyes as he pulled the blanket up to her neck before turning over, away from her. At least he hadn't seen the tear tracks on her face. Hermione eyed his back with disappointment. She knew she'd left marks on his back and arse, and was hoping to get a glimpse. The latter had felt surprisingly good to squeeze, not that she had much experience of squeezing bottoms to compare with. Hermione wished he'd felt comfortable enough to take his shirt off. How much better would it have felt without the material in between their bodies?
Snape sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, letting the blanket fall round his waist. "I'm sorry," he said, putting his head in his hands and hiding his face. His body language spoke of guilt and shame. She wanted to hold him, but was unsure whether he would appreciated the gesture.
"Why? I'm not!" She sat up and moved closer to him, reaching out to touch him on the shoulder. He flinched at her touch but didn't turn to face her.
"Miss Granger, you do not have to pretend that…"
"In fact I rather enjoyed it…"
He looked up in surprise then, but still did not turn to look at her.
"… although I wish…" She stopped and bit her lip nervously. She was pretty sure he was being so formal and aloof because he felt horrible about what they had just done, and she wanted to reassure him. Perhaps he wouldn't accept comfort from her, but maybe she could give him some under the guise of him comforting her instead. After all, a hug went both ways. "…could you hold me some more."
"I need to get you a contraceptive potion…" he said, ignoring her words and making to stand up. "I have one that will last for a couple of months by stopping your menses completely. I think in this situation it would be best…"
Hermione lunged for his hand as he stood, grasping it in both of her own and leaving her half sprawled across the bed. Caught by surprise, he turned to face her.
"But you'll come back? Can I…? I want to sleep in your bed tonight. Or… Is it…? Do you need to… to obliviate me tonight?" She felt sick. She wasn't lying about needing him to hold her for a while, and hoped he hadn't planned on doing it till the morning.
Snape finally looked into her eyes, and she almost recoiled at the self-loathing in his expression before he looked away again. She held on to his hand though, and managed to twist herself so that she was sitting up. She was aware that the sheet had pooled around her waist, but couldn't bring herself to care. He was more important right now, and it was not anything he hadn't seen before. Or had in his mouth…
Hermione tugged on his hand gently. "Please…sir. I, I need…" To her horror, she could feel tears starting to well again. "Please…" she whispered one last time, lowering her face and letting go of his hand, allowing hers to drop to the bed.
She heard, rather than saw him leave, padding quietly across to the door that contained his lab. When it shut quietly with a click she let out the sob she had been holding back and threw herself face down on the bed, finally letting it all go and not trying to stop it.
In her misery, she didn't notice Snape return, until the bed depressed beside her, and an arm wrapped around her, getting turning her over.
"Please, Miss Granger. You must drink this."
Through her tears she could just make out the proffered phial. She nodded in agreement, and let him pull her into an upright position. She downed it quickly with his help, and soon felt a strange coolness spreading throughout her lower abdomen. When he left her again, she lay down, turning onto her side, away from him. She was still crying, but quietly now, sure that he had left her, and therefore she was shocked when she felt him lie down beside her once more.
Snape put a hesitant hand on her shoulder, and immediately she turned over, burying her face in his chest and digging her fingers into the fabric of his shirt. He put his arm around her, holding her awkwardly, as if he was not sure how to do it, but she ignored his discomfort and wriggled into his embrace as deep as she could. He was warm and gentle, two things she could never before have imagined him to be, and she found great comfort in being held by him.
Carefully, Snape reached down and pulled up the sheets, tucking them in around the both of them as best he could with one arm. As the warmth began to build up under the covers, Hermione began to grow drowsy. Slowly she uncurled her fingers from where they were still clenched in his shirt, and snuck one arm under his, so that she could press her palm against his back and hold him close. Snape stiffened slightly and seemed to hold his breath, but Hermione was beyond noticing.
"Thank you…" she whispered sleepily, as she started to doze.
At this Snape let out a sigh and seemed to relax somewhat. He rearranged the covers around her one last time before whispering "Nox," and settling down to sleep himself. His earthy, masculine scent, and the overwhelming feeling of being safe in his arms were the last things she remembered as she drifted off into oblivion.
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