'Darling, wake up.'

I stirred from my dreamless sleep, hearing my lovers voice rouse me from my slumber. Stretching my arms above my head my eyes slowly opened, gently becoming accustomed to the bright morning light that streamed through the open curtains.

'Mmmm…' I mumbled, seeing his face hanging above mine.

'Darling I have to go,'

At this my heart leapt. Moving swiftly I sat up causing my blood to rush to my head from the sudden movement.

'What! But you just came home, can you not be spared?' My voice came out high pitched towards the end, making my distress obvious.

'I am terribly sorry Hermione but the Order just sent an owl, things have already been set in motion, there is nothing I can do. My hands are tied.'

Wringing my hands while my mind raced furiously, attempting to come up with a solution, I was good at solutions. Just a simple calculation, that was all this was. How could I keep my husband by my side.

'I am coming with you.'

His head shot up, eyes gleaming with fury.

'No Hermione, this is not a discussion I am willing to humour you with. You will remain here. '

'I am not asking you to humour me Severus, I am telling you that I am coming with you.'

'Dare you be so damn frustrating! I will not allow you to accompany me so you may as well put that idea out of your head.'

'Pick your battles wisely Severus, I would advise you to accept the inevitable. There shall be no further discussion on this subject.'

He dropped his head, staring at his clenched fists while he worked on slowing his breathing.

'I can't have you with me Hermione…'

Fury built up within me and blood rushed to my cheeks.

'This is completely typical of you Severus, of course you do not believe that a woman could be capable of fighting in a war. Could you be any more middle aged!'

Suddenly his hands were on my face, cupping my cheeks. I could feel his hot breath upon my face.

'I can't be the man I am if I know you are in danger Hermione. If you are there, I will not be able to fight, I will fail everyone. I would not be able to focus. If I lost you, my very existence would be meaningless. You are my world. I breathe, eat, and sleep because of you. If you die, my heart dies too. That would be a pain too much to bear.'

I melted at his words, my anger seeping back into its little box. I put my hands over his and closed my eyes.

'I took an oath Severus. I promised that I would love you for eternity, that I would be your friend and your partner. I swore that I would stay by your side and now is when I most need to be near you. I cannot, will not sit by and let you leave, facing uncertain death. You are my life and you too protect my heart. So please, for my sanity do not fight me on this. Let me go with you. You may not think so but this wife of yours is quite the vixen on the battle field.'

He leaned down and buried his face in my neck. I stroked his head but remained silent, knowing that he needed this time to think. After while he lifted his head up and looked at me.

'Ok Hermione.'

The tension in my chest relaxed and I felt like I could finally breathe. I knew that if even if he disagreed with me I would have still joined him. But it always felt better to be on the same side in situations like this. Wars didn't just bring people together, they separated them.

I kissed him deeply, suddenly filled with a deep respect for my husband. It was obvious to see that he was currently battling with his internal demons. But my husband was strong. As our mouths moved in tandem a sense of urgency enveloped us both as the realisation set in that it was possible that one, or both of us may die. I ran my hands across his lean back, pulling him tight against my body. His excitement grew against my thigh and I wiggled my lower body to accommodate him, causing him to moan from the friction. His mouth moved across to my ear and he nibbled my earlobe, knowing how prone I was to it. We began to speed up, the urgency replacing any needs of foreplay. Reaching between us I grabbed his hardened penis and directed it to my entrance.

'No Hermione.' Severus hissed.

I stilled quickly, my blood turning to ice. Had he changed his mind already?

'You're on top.' He smirked, raising an eyebrow at my frozen state.

I smiled brilliantly at him, knowing that this was his favourite position. I rolled from under him and efficiently straddled his body. Once more I directed his penis to my opening without further interruption and slowly lowered myself down, impaling myself on his member. I threw my head back as I built up momentum, my hands raking my own body. His large rough hands gripped my hips, directing each movement while he slammed into me, bumping my cervix. The pain and pleasure was over whelming.

'Look at me.'

I dropped my gaze onto his face, his eyes burning with passion. Although I was on top, he was in control. But this position gave a small compromise to both our dominant personalities. I leaned forward, placing my hands on his chest and grazing my nails across his translucent skin.

'Closer.' He demanded.

Knowing exactly what he wanted I moved forward again, putting my hands above his head and positioning my breasts above his face. His chin arched and he sucked my left nipple into his mouth. I panted loudly from the intense sensations omitting from my groin and chest. My tight buds were lavished in his attentions while I rode his body.

'Oh Severus I'm going to come!' I gasped when he lightly bit my nipple.

He released my breast and began moving faster, trying to urge both our bodies to reach orgasm. Soon I was crying out, grabbing fistfuls of the bed covers as waves of pleasure shot through my being, rushing in a burning heat to the tips of my toes.

Severus joined me shortly after which caused my hyper sensitive groin to climax once more, sending jolts around my body as his hot seed filled me. I collapsed on top of him, trying to slow my heart rate and even out my breathing.

'You are an incredible woman Hermione.' He breathed.

'You're not so bad yourself.' I teased, smiling as I untwined my body from his, flopping on the bed.

'I think we're getting old Severus.'

'If you believe that you are old Hermione, there seems little hope for me.'

'Oh hush. I like being older, the sex seems to just get better with age.'

'Though unfortunately not as frequent.' He murmured softly, floating in the aftermath.

'Well you wait until after the War, I promise that we will do it until we can no longer walk.' I joked, running a hand absentmindedly over his chest.

Although I had been joking the reality still lay in that sentence, "after the war." Would there be an after for both of us? If only one could survive I hoped that it was him. I would not be able to live without him. I pushed those thoughts quickly to the back of my mind and kissed my husband.

'Come on, we had better shower and dress before the Order send a search party.'

'Yes I think we should.' He said reluctantly.

It still amused me that this man who had been known for his punctuality could be so easily side tracked by sex. After all he was only human, but who would have thought that Professor Snape had a heart after all.

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