Hey! I'm back! Cool huh? I can just hear all your applause lol. Ok . so on
with the chapter huh? I'm thinking longer with lemons . agreed? Agreed!
DarkRose88
Disclaimer: I own nothing Harry Potter . if you looked at my account balance you would know that.
Chapter three: Blood Moon
Severus couldn't take it. Dumbledore's opinion just wasn't in the cards. He had to save her, before she really hurt herself; and no one, not even the ministry would get in his way.
He had made up his mind. He walked briskly to the front gates of Hogwarts, said the pass word, and was in the safe reaches of Hogsmead. He closed his eyes, thought of Hermione, and apparated to her house.
A small pop later had him standing in the front rooms of her home. Luckily, her parents weren't anywhere in site. He scanned the room quickly, looking for Hermione, when he spotted the staircase that would lead him upstairs. He didn't even think twice before he ran up it.
Running down a hallway that seemed would never end, he scanned each room briefly to asses it's use, and if Hermione would be there. He spotted what might be here parent's bedroom, but didn't venture forth into it. By the time he reached the end of the hallway he realized precious minutes had been wasted when he turned to his left and spotted a closed door, with a black plaque above the door reading "Miss Hermione's Room".
He didn't hesitate before blasting the door open.
Holding her limp body in his arms, covered in his cloak, he made his way swiftly up the drive of Hogwarts. When he looked down at the beauty in his arms, in the pale moonlight he could faintly distinguish something dark running down her arm onto the path below them. Closer inspection revealed it to be blood.
"Hold on Hermione, please hold on!"
She stirred within his arms and let out a sorrowful moan. "Severus---- "
He blinked in surprise. Grasping to her more urgently he entered the hidden door to his quarters. Barreling through the sitting room and past the kitchen, he ran straight to his bed. He laid her down as if she were made out of finely spun glass. He covered her in his duvet, and ripped pieces of his sheets off. He tied them tightly around the wounds that marred her beautiful skin.
Reluctant to leave, he ran to his lab.
"Blood replenishing . Wound cleaner . that should do it."
Upon exiting, he grabbed a dreamless sleep potion, although not very sure if it was for him or for her.
When he strode back in the room, he stopped and gazed at the form lying on his bed under a black blanket. She looked ethereal. Her honey hair fanned out behind her in long ringlets, her skin as pale as the moon, and a light dusting of freckles on her nose and shoulders. She took his breath away and she didn't even know it.
- Yes old man, and if you don't hurry up she never will - A nagging voice sounded in his head. Shaking his head slightly, he approached the bed and sat down next to her still form.
She's so cold He mused as he propped her up on his pillows. He carefully applied the wound solution to her many cuts, and watched as they smoked then slowly faded away, leaving only thin pink scars. She'll probably always have those He thought.
After putting the empty potions bottle on his bed side table, he tilted her head back and cajoled her mouth open. Her skin is so soft. Dammit! Why was he thinking all these things now?
Ignoring his now throbbing erection and the taunting voices in his head, he slowly poured the liquid down her throat. When it was all done, he sat and watched.
She coughed and slowly opened her eyes. "Severus" She smiled slightly. What a pleasant dream she was having. Her hand lifted up to his face to caress it before falling limply on the bed as she fell into a deep sleep.
I know I said lemons . buuut . I had better ideas. At least I've started with them! Next chapter .we shall see. Anyway R/R! DarkRose88
Disclaimer: I own nothing Harry Potter . if you looked at my account balance you would know that.
Chapter three: Blood Moon
Severus couldn't take it. Dumbledore's opinion just wasn't in the cards. He had to save her, before she really hurt herself; and no one, not even the ministry would get in his way.
He had made up his mind. He walked briskly to the front gates of Hogwarts, said the pass word, and was in the safe reaches of Hogsmead. He closed his eyes, thought of Hermione, and apparated to her house.
A small pop later had him standing in the front rooms of her home. Luckily, her parents weren't anywhere in site. He scanned the room quickly, looking for Hermione, when he spotted the staircase that would lead him upstairs. He didn't even think twice before he ran up it.
Running down a hallway that seemed would never end, he scanned each room briefly to asses it's use, and if Hermione would be there. He spotted what might be here parent's bedroom, but didn't venture forth into it. By the time he reached the end of the hallway he realized precious minutes had been wasted when he turned to his left and spotted a closed door, with a black plaque above the door reading "Miss Hermione's Room".
He didn't hesitate before blasting the door open.
Holding her limp body in his arms, covered in his cloak, he made his way swiftly up the drive of Hogwarts. When he looked down at the beauty in his arms, in the pale moonlight he could faintly distinguish something dark running down her arm onto the path below them. Closer inspection revealed it to be blood.
"Hold on Hermione, please hold on!"
She stirred within his arms and let out a sorrowful moan. "Severus---- "
He blinked in surprise. Grasping to her more urgently he entered the hidden door to his quarters. Barreling through the sitting room and past the kitchen, he ran straight to his bed. He laid her down as if she were made out of finely spun glass. He covered her in his duvet, and ripped pieces of his sheets off. He tied them tightly around the wounds that marred her beautiful skin.
Reluctant to leave, he ran to his lab.
"Blood replenishing . Wound cleaner . that should do it."
Upon exiting, he grabbed a dreamless sleep potion, although not very sure if it was for him or for her.
When he strode back in the room, he stopped and gazed at the form lying on his bed under a black blanket. She looked ethereal. Her honey hair fanned out behind her in long ringlets, her skin as pale as the moon, and a light dusting of freckles on her nose and shoulders. She took his breath away and she didn't even know it.
- Yes old man, and if you don't hurry up she never will - A nagging voice sounded in his head. Shaking his head slightly, he approached the bed and sat down next to her still form.
She's so cold He mused as he propped her up on his pillows. He carefully applied the wound solution to her many cuts, and watched as they smoked then slowly faded away, leaving only thin pink scars. She'll probably always have those He thought.
After putting the empty potions bottle on his bed side table, he tilted her head back and cajoled her mouth open. Her skin is so soft. Dammit! Why was he thinking all these things now?
Ignoring his now throbbing erection and the taunting voices in his head, he slowly poured the liquid down her throat. When it was all done, he sat and watched.
She coughed and slowly opened her eyes. "Severus" She smiled slightly. What a pleasant dream she was having. Her hand lifted up to his face to caress it before falling limply on the bed as she fell into a deep sleep.
I know I said lemons . buuut . I had better ideas. At least I've started with them! Next chapter .we shall see. Anyway R/R! DarkRose88