Sit

The fireplace in the Potter family library was dimmed to a soft amber glow. Chairs and transfigured couches were littered about, all empty but for a small littering of family and friends enjoying the final moments of Christmas.

"I think it's about time we head out as well." stated a tall man with ginger hair, gesturing to his heavily pregnant wife dozing off on the ottoman with two small children nestled by her side. "Luna and the twins had a busy day keeping Nargles form the mistletoe."

Hearing her name, Luna stretch her arms up above her blonde head and gently stirred the young boys from their slumber. "I told you, they love this season just for the mistletoe and easy presents to steal."

The boys, looking just like their father, grumbled but stood up with their mother.

"Is it time to go home already?" said the most alert twin, as the other yawned as wide as his small mouth could. "Can we say bye to Uncle Harry?"

The other young lady in the room shared a slightly worried glance with the twins' father. Plastering a smile on her face, she smoothed her hands down her black dress and bent down to their level. "I'm sorry Cassius, Callum. Uncle Harry went to bed a little earlier, but said he'd be by soon to help you with those new brooms. Now give Aunt Mione some love." She gave them each a hug and kiss before gently pushing them towards Luna and the Floo.

Luna looked her husband in the eyes, then glanced towards the boys and back. "Ron, could you be a dear and gather their presents before heading home?"

He gave a brief nod of acknowledgment. Hugs and well wishes were passed all around for the final time, as well as brief incline of their heads towards the older dark haired man sitting behind Hermione.

"I'll be over in a bit, love." said Ron with a smile before his family passed through the green flames. The smile dropped as soon as the flames died down, and he leaned back against the wall behind him. "How is he?" Ron said, referring to the elusive owner of the home they were gathered in. "I haven't seen Harry since they passed around the Firewhiskey to toast his hospitality."

Hermione let out a slight sigh, then sat on the arm of the leather recliner the other man was seated in. "He has a hard time with this season, you know.. After the whole Ginny fiasco and finding out the way he did, he's been in a slump each year. Last year, Severus and I had shove some Pepperup Potion down his throat just to side along him back here without splinching."

Ron winced slightly, remembering that year. Harry had gotten trashed at the Burrow after seeing how happy Ginny was with Dean Thomas and little Rose Thomas. Even he knew that was something hard to come back from, no one expected to be told they were going to be a father just to find their girlfriend doing the dirty with the actual father on Christmas day. The Weasley family gatherings haven't been the same since then. "Got it." said Ron, trying to avoid speaking ill of his own sister, even if deserved. "Check up on him, will ya? He probably shouldn't be alone."

Severus set down the glass of Firewhiskey he had been nursing all night. He held Hermione's hand gently, then turned to speak to Ron. "Don't worry about Potter, " he ran his thumb over her knuckles softly, "I'll make sure he is taken care of until he comes to his senses and learns to not live in the past." Out of everyone, he knows what it is like to be hurt by someone and find new love where it was least expected. "Grab your presents and hurry off now, I'm sure your whelps are waiting for their father to tuck them in." He gave a faint disinterested wave of his hand, and released his wife to say her goodbyes.

Ron gave a final hug to Hermione before stepping back and giving his wand a swish. All his family's scattered presents flew his way. Another wave and they shrunk and fell into his open robe pocket. Patting it slightly, he said to her "See you later Mione." He looked behind her and nodded to the older man, knowing he cared little for goodbyes. A quick rush of flames and they were all alone.

Hermione turned back towards her husband and planted herself firmly in his lap, kicking off her black heels in the process. She then leaned against his chest for a moment, fully enjoying the warmth he game off. He wrapped his arms around her, taking pleasure in the contact as well. After a few minutes like this, she broke the silence. "Should we check on Harry or let him suffer the consequences of alcohol?"

Severus gave a non-committal "Hmm" and buried his face into the back of her neck, laying gentle kisses in his wake.

She shifted a little at the tickling sensation, but relaxed further into his hold. His arms were strong and comforting around her.

"Let him suffer for now.." He pulled her flush against him, glad he had forgone his robes as the room was starting to get warm. "I don't mind having you all to myself.. We can check on Potter after I've had my fill of you."

Hermione flushed, feeling just what he intended to 'fill' her with pressed against her backside. She squirmed a bit, feeling the spark of desire mix with the trepidation of where they were."Sev, we shouldn't do this here. What if he comes to check if everyone has left?"

Severus continued his ministrations, nipping at her shoulder around the thin straps holding her little black dress up. "You know as well as I do that he is probably passed out drunk by this point. You saw that bottle he carried off as clearly as I did." His hands were wrapped around her thin waist, pressing her down on him. "Do you feel that, love? Do you know what I keep at bay in public for you?" Severus' angular nose traveled upwards along her throat, teasing her nerves and scenting the slight arousal in the air.

Hermione shuddered as he spoke to her. Severus knew just how dangerous his voice was when pitched so low. 'I shouldn't be doing his, anyone could walk in at any time!' she thought, about to voice her concerns.

Suddenly, before she could utter a word, he whispered in her ear "Gods, woman! The way you pranced around in that dress had me thinking sinful thoughts all day. I had half a mind to have my way with you behind the bookshelves while they were distracted by pretty wrappings and trinkets." He gave a little thrust to emphasise his reaction to her, erection straining against the confines of his black slacks, never letting his hold go. He was so hard for her.

Severus was never one for public displays, but had been waiting for such a moment as this since he first saw her in that little black slip of a dress. They had been married five marvelous years already, and it still amazes him just how sexy his little wife could unintentionally be. His mind had gotten away from him today, drifting to reminisce in their times together. The result being a semi-hard member for most of the night, and just as much time to imagine how to get rid of it.

She sucked in a breath, thinking of the erotic scene behind her fluttering eyelids. Had he been thinking of her all evening? Suddenly, the thrill of being caught at any moment sent a spark through her.. "We would have been found. We still can be found. I-I don't think I could hold it in." To prove her point, she gave a strangled whimper at his thrust, grinding herself down to get the friction she so needed. Hermione was hot, too hot in the stuffy library by the fire.

Severus ran his hands slowly up her waist, catching the underside of her breasts with just the tips of his skilled fingers. "Do you want me to stop this?" He ran the tips more firmly around her soft bosom, circling the hardened nipples in a teasing manner."Do you want me to go no further?" Even as he said it, he let one hand travel down her flat stomach and rub up and down the side of her thigh. Each pass had the thin pleated dress sliding higher and higher.

Hermione's whole body felt as if it had been turned into molten lava. She was rasping for air and slick with need, wanting what she knows she shouldn't have. "Someone will see. Ahh.." She keened as the hand grasped her breast fully. "I-I don't w-want anyone to see.."

In another part of the mansion, but well within the same wing, Harry snapped his eyes open as the bottle finally slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor with an audible CLANK.

"Huh? Hmm..?" He mumbled, swiping at where he believed his eyes were. Somehow he had kept the bottle but lost his damn glasses somewhere. Harry wiped his eyes again, hoping it would help his vision clear a bit. It only helped so much. Even with the alcohol coursing through his veins, he knew the reason he was here in this ...broom closet? He couldn't stand to see such happy children running around on the same day his hopes of a real family were vanished like a spoiled potion. Sigh.. It was time to move on. The other Weasley's did nothing wrong, he should be at least courteous enough to send them off. With that in mind, slowly got to his feet and stumbled in the direction of the Library.

Hermione gasped as Severus slowly ran one finger over her sex, letting the other hand continue its play with her sensitive breasts. She shouldn't let this go any further. Shit, she shouldn't have let him get this far! "Severus.." She started, her tone a warning.

"Hermione." He was tracing her barely there cotton panties, stroking the soft skin available. He let out a deep groan, loving the little whimpers and gasps she made as he touched her. "Your worries are that someone will see, correct?" His fingers had snaked into her soft folds, past the soaked panties. He slid one finger down her quim, parting her.

Hermione gasped, unable to reply to him. Any arguments deflated at the feel of him tracing her slit. Nothing else mattered as long as he was touching her.

"If I make sure no one can see, you will need to be quiet my dear. Can you be quiet.." She gasped at two fingers suddenly thrust into her, stretching her for what they both knew was to come. "..for me?"

Hermione nodded incomprehensibly. So long as he gave her that orgasm she could feel creeping up on her, she'd promise him just about anything.

Severus saw her nod and smirked to himself. A quick twist of his free hand, and he wandlessly vanished her knickers. God.. She was so wet for him. "I'm going to need you to stand for a moment. You can do that for me, right?"

She whimpered in loss as he withdrew his hand from her core in a teasingly slow manner. Bringing those same fingers to his lips, he languidly licked them clean. His eyes darkened at his first taste of her tonight. 'Delicious.'

As Hermione stood on unsteady legs, she glanced behind just in time to see the look of delight pass over his face. Thinking of turning towards the display, she was abruptly stopped by his hands gripping her waist. Their eyes met, and he locked her in place with a heated look. Severus ran his hands down over her ass, never losing eye contact, before settling on the zipper of his pants. Slowly, so Merlin-be-damned slowly, he unfastened his pants just enough to have his member to spring free.

Hermione's mouth watered at the sight of him fully dressed yet on fully display. Her knees shook from the force of his gaze on her. His hands were once again on her, but this time they had a true purpose as they lifted the back of her dress up to expose her lovely arse and dripping quim.

Severus glanced up from the wonderful view, hands holding tight on her hips. The corner of his lips tilted up in a feral smirk.

"Sit."

Slowly, steadied by his hand, she lowered herself towards his erection. With little guidance, his tip pushed against her entrance. She placed her hands on his thighs fisting the fabric.

His hands were trembling on her, assisting her in taking every inch of him in. As she seated herself more fully on him, stretching to accommodate his girth, Severus let go of her hips. Gravity did the rest, thrusting her onto him. Merlin she was tight!

Hermione let out an involuntary sound of pleasure, a moan morphing into a gasp. "Hng- ahh!" A deft flick of his hands, and her little black dress spread to cover the evidence of anything improper happening.

Suddenly, the Library door burst open and Harry was rushing towards them with an unsteady gait. He looked wild with no glasses on and hair a mess, green shirt half unbuttoned. Worried emerald eyed stared right at her. "Mione! Are you okay? I just heard you cry out!" Reaching towards her, he tugged on a hand as if to help her up. Grabbing the other hand, he pulled her up a few inches. Unknowingly, she was also lifted part-way off Severus' cock.

Hermione's startled gaze met his. She quickly pulled her hands back, freeing herself but at the same time falling back down onto hard member pulsing in her. Another gasp was ripped from her at the sudden intrusion. "Aahh~!" Face flushed red, she felt Severus stiffen behind were surely found out.

Harry on the other hand was even more worried than when he first heard her supposedly pained sound. Too inebriated to even care why she was sitting on her husband's lap, he needed to help his best friend. "What's wrong? Did something happen, do you need a healer?" Harry's eyes took in her flushed appearance. "Are you sick, Mione? Let me help you up and I can lay you in a spare room." He took no notice of Severus behind her nor the pained look on his face.

Once again, this time by the upper arms, he brought her up six inches.

'Of all the bloody fucking times to be a hero Potter, it just has to be now?' thought Severus, letting a silent rush of air to escape his mouth. His Occlumency shields snapped into place, portraying nothing of the sensations he was feeling.

Hermione felt herself flutter around Severus' cock as it was dragged out of her. She couldn't take this. She needed Harry to leave before she died of embarrassment. Or worse. She glanced up at him. Trying for a small smile but settling for a grimace. "I'm fine Harry, really." She gripped onto his forearms to steady herself. "Just.. not feeling too well right now. I only need a moment to sit and rest." Eyes pleaded with him to let it be, before glancing down at the floor. This was too much stimulation from the two most attractive men she knew, it was setting her ablaze with desire and making her even wetter than she was.

Harry glanced between the two of them, now ill at ease by the whole situation. What was going on? Why did she look away from him to the floor? Did she really just need to sit a moment? "Alright.. Let's just get you settled then. How's that sound?" He flashed her one of his boyish grins, trying to catch her eye. Carefully, he pushed her back down to rest.

Hermione glanced up just in time to see his grin before her world was spun on its axis. Harry, hands on her upper arms, hers still gripping his forearms, was ever so calmly fucking her on her husband's rock hard cock. She couldn't have helped the whimper that left her this time, the scene too erotic. Once again, her insides fluttered in that telltale sign of her impending climax.

Suddenly, like a luminous gone off in his head Harry knew just what piece of the puzzle he was missing. Flushing bright red, the implications of what exactly he had done went straight through his intoxicated mind before settling into his cock like a lightning strike. Now he may be smashed as a man and half a bottle can be, but he knew the sound Hermione had made a moment ago was definitely not one of pain. If anything, the needy whimper was the sexiest thing he had heard in the last -well fuck, ever!

Was Snape really balls deep in his best friend? Had he just unintentionally fucked her right on his ex-professors one-eyed monster? Harry looked down at her glazed eyes and flushed face, wondering how he had missed it from the beginning. Mouth parted, she was a beautiful sight to behold.

But that was it. Just like Ginny, she wasn't really his. He.. He didn't know if this would change anything between them, but he knew he would do everything in his power to protect their friendship.

Suddenly frenzied, Hermione knew she needed to leave. She needed to get out of here before Harry figured it out, if he hasn't already. Severus can make his own excuses as to why his prick was out, but she needed to leave damn it! With that is mind, she looked up at Harry. "Harry, I-I suddenly remembered something! I need to go, I think I forgot to -uh, f-feed Crookshanks! " Using her grip on him she pulled up and nearly off of Severus, breath hitching from the sensation.

Without warning, Harry's grip stopped her."No." He her straight in the eyes, he continued "Like you said.."

Oh gods, Harry was pushing her down on Severus' cock again!

"...you need to.."

Merlin, she was gonna come!

"...Sit."