Chapter 4

Salazar paced his private quarters in the Chamber of Secrets. The place had not changed at all since his time- probably due to the extremely strong locking spell he'd placed every time he'd left in the past.

Hermione had asked him to leave her office while she discussed his situation with a ministry official. Someone named Harry had been the one to interrupt them from their… pleasurable situation. He did not know why she had bothered to banish him from the room, considering their mind-link. He could hear every thought passing through her head as well as the accompanying emotions.

Right now he could feel her outrage. How dare Harry interfere with Hogwarts business! It would appear that she knew this ministry official then, considering the warmth and familiarity to him Salazar felt within her mind.

He smiled as Hermione threatened to talk to Harry's wife if Harry did not back off. It worked and the ministry official stormed out of her office with a frustrated "I'll cover for you. For now."

He picked up a book from the bookcase and lounged on his bed, when she arrived he didn't want to make it look like he'd been listening. Then he summoned her.

Hermione started as her office disappeared and was replaced with a large room. It had a ceiling to floor bookcase stretching the width of one wall and Hermione felt an intense longing as she looked at it. She hoped she would have the opportunity to study it later.

She turned to her right, looking for Salazar. He was the only wizard she knew capable of breaking through the anti-apparation charms placed around Hogwarts. The next wall sported an enormous window. She gasped as she realised it looked out to the depths of the lake- she was in the dungeons then.

Turning again she finally spotted Salazar. The mind-link informed her that he was watching her, but he gave no clues away that this was the case. Rather, he lounged on a large four-poster bed coated in dark green sheets.

Hermione took the opportunity to study the handsome man. The green streaks in his hair were more pronounced in the flickering light from the large fireplace set into the only wall Hermione had not yet studied. His long lean body was stretched out across the bed, his robes open to reveal a bare chest and black pants. In his hands he held a book, and at this moment, Hermione thought that was the most sensual part of him. She saw his lips tilt up into a smirk as the thought crossed her mind.

He placed the book on a nightstand then turned his gaze to meet hers. Hermione was struck by the glittering emerald of his eyes, not unlike those of her best friend who had just left the castle. She felt her skin break out in goosebumps as he used his magic to cause her robes to fall open. She gasped at the pleasurable tingling the magic caused. His smirk grew more pronounced.

She wanted to move towards him but found herself frozen in place by his magic. She did not think to utter a counter-curse, mainly due to the increasing pressure of the magical tingles on her skin. Her robe dropped to the floor.

Salazar felt his arousal growing again as he slowly slipped her clothes off with his magic. First he removed the vest top she was wearing, his magic dragging it slowly over her head and raising her arms to comply. She had no motion save what he allowed her, she could only move her eyes- not that she even thought about breaking his gaze, he realised through the mind-link.

Next his magic unclasped her bra and it fell to the floor, once again revealing those hardened nipples and ample breasts. Arousal flooded from both of them and engulfed the mind-link. He allowed her to lift first one foot, then the other and kick off her shoes and socks.

Finally, he broke from her gaze and focussed on her jeans as his magic undid the button and lowered the zipper. They dropped to pool around her ankles and her small knickers followed immediately. He licked his lips at the site of her, glistening and obviously wet for him. He could see her trembling and finally released the magic holding her in place.

Hermione felt her movement return and dropped to her knees, gasping loudly. All the magic Salazar had used, combined with the lust she could feel emanating from him through the mind-link had brought her to the edge, so close to climaxing. She took a couple of calming breaths then looked up at Salazar.

Come to me, his deep voice whispered through her mind. She pushed herself to her feet and stumbled to the bed. He grabbed her arm and dragged her on top of him. Their lips met passionately, frantically.

Hermione threaded her hands in his hair, trying to convey how desperately she needed release and felt his hand search out her clit. He circled the bundle of nerves before delving two fingers into her waiting heat, once, twice, three times. Hermione cried out and came instantly, tightening around his fingers.

When the waves of pleasure began to subside Hermione opened her eyes- when had she closed them? She met Salazar's hot gaze and raked her nails down his smooth chest. She followed the trail of hairs down from his navel to the waist band of his pants. She reached through the mind-link for Salazar's power and managed to cast "divesto" non-verbally and wandlessly. The aftershock tingles returned to them both again as the magic was cast and Hermione felt both of their arousal rocket higher again.

She wrapped her hand around Salazar's generous length and began to work him, her other hand gripping his arse firmly. He let out a heavy breath and his head fell back onto the pillow beneath him. He opened the mind-link further so Hermione could feel his every thought and emotion: arousal, appreciation, anticipation…

He suddenly rolled them over, so he was on top and covering her body with his own. He lent down and kissed her breast before returning to her mouth for a bruising kiss. Salazar locked gazes with Hermione again before positioning himself at her entrance and thrusting deep.

Hermione cried out with pleasure as he filled her and began to thrust. He slammed in and out of her roughly and Hermione met him thrust for thrust. He sucked on her collar bone as he pounded into her and Hermione let out another pleasure-filled cry. As his movements became deliciously rougher, she raked her nails down his back, leaving harsh red lines.

She heard Salazar roar in approval and repeated the action harder. He palmed a breast in one hand and squeezed as he kept up a relentless pace. Hermione felt another climax wash over her and this time Salazar came with her. He roared her name as he came, his shout mingling with Hermione's breathless cry.

She felt his weight settle on top of her and threaded her hands though his hair again. She played delicately with the silky strands as she caught her breath, smiling down at the man resting on her breasts. He shifted his head to look up at her. She felt contentment seeping through the mind-link and wondered what emotion she was giving off.

The same really, contentment- and a lot of it. He whispered in her head. They were both asleep in moments.