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Trial Separation: Part II
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Hermione heard him close the door distantly, but her thoughts were consumed with the new future the next day would bring. She was expected to want her marriage to be annulled, to run from Severus and into the arms of Ron who was apparently still eager to have her.
Part of her did want to run back to Ron, to reclaim him from Lavender, to officially become a Weasley and have that life she had long wished for. But that meant leaving Severus. No, not just leaving him. Giving him away for another to take. And certainly someone would take him.
A new wave of nausea rocked her, and she tried to clear her mind of those thoughts. She didn't want anyone else to have him. To hold him. To make love with him. And, oh gods, to bear his children. She was certainly going to vomit if she didn't stop now.
The ministry officials had contacted them about their lack of "production" a year ago. They hadn't dared to use any form of birth control lest it be discovered and they be publicly tried, heavily fined, and jailed. Still, they didn't conceive and were summoned to report to the ministry for full evaluations.
Severus was given a clean bill of health despite all the vile potions, rounds of crucio, and other dark curses and hexes that he had been exposed to over the years. It wasn't him.
It was her.
"Severe internal curse damage to lower abdomen indicating likely sterility."
That was the official diagnosis. Fucking Bellatrix LeStrange. May she rot in shit for all eternity.
Hermione had never thought she wanted children until that precise moment and it took all her strength to not openly weep. Severus had voiced his displeasure at being forced to procreate many times and she prayed that for once he'd let the opportunity to make a witty remark slide.
He did.
As the ministry doctor droned on about increasing their odds of "success," Severus took her cold sweaty hand in his warm and gentle grasp and led her home.
Home.
She looked around the place she had spent the past two years calling home and felt a terrible sadness at the loss of that secure feeling she had had just 24 little hours earlier. This wasn't her home. It never really was.
There wasn't a single thing in the room that was hers, he had diligently made sure of that. Yet another reminder that he expected her out eventually. All of her belongings were put away in the little room he had set aside for her use. She could pack up and be gone in less than an hour and this place would look same, as though she had never really been here at all.
It was after midnight now. A trying day was creeping toward her and all she wanted was to curl up one last time in the safety of his arms and try to forget about the inevitable morning. She went to the bathroom to prepare for bed and was shocked to find that he had locked the bedroom door. His bedroom door. She couldn't think of it as theirs anymore. Her heart clenched and she felt winded.
He was already set for it to be over.
She retreated to her old room and spent a few minutes boxing up the clothes, text books, and old assignments she had allowed to accumulate on the bed, and then curled up under the covers for a good cry.
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Severus lay awake thinking of the events the morning would bring and was startled to hear her attempt to open the door. Did she want to join him in his bed? No. Probably not. She would have wanted to talk. She was always very chatty when it was the most inconvenient or uncomfortable.
Well, he'd be damned if he would suffer to make her feel better about running off to her new life, or rather, her old life. If he did allow her to join him for one last night, there would be no talking, that's for damned sure.
He recalled their last encounter, three days ago, in the shower. He had gotten up early to prepare for a potions symposium and just as he started to relax under the hot water, she slipped in and wrapped her arms around his waist, then she slid down and wrapped her lips around his cock.
She had been so miserable at oral stimulation when they first married, but as with everything else, she was a quick study. Now it only took her a few minutes to have him slack-jawed and thrumming with pleasure. He pressed her against the shower wall and took her from behind, rubbing her clit in time until she came. It wasn't the most satisfying experience he'd given her, but had he known it would it would be the last …
Tomorrow she would go to Weasley, and that would be her last experience with him. A five minute fuck in the shower. Before he knew it he was opening the door to her room, his cock already standing at attention.
She startled when he opened the door and held her breath as he stripped in the dark and sought her body under the covers. She felt as stiff as she had their first night together, but this time it only took a single kiss to melt her from head to toe. He could taste the salt of her tears and feel their wetness on her face as he cradled her.
"Tears, Mion?" he questioned as he nuzzled her neck and his hand drifted down to relieve her of her nightgown.
"You locked the door," she replied timidly.
"I'm sorry. I thought I wanted to be alone," he supplied as his lips traveled her throat and his fingers found the hem of the gown and slipped beneath it.
She wasn't sure how to take that. Did he mean he didn't want to be alone tonight, their last night or was he saying he wanted her to stay?
In the end, it didn't really matter in this moment. She wanted to lose herself in passion with him regardless. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him in for a very deep and thorough kiss. She felt like she could swallow him whole.
He slipped her knickers down her legs and gently parted her thighs. He found her not only willing, but eager, his fingers slipping in her moisture, dragging it up to her clitoris, rubbing, and dipping back into her for more.
"Severus," she moaned.
He smiled, and continued dipping, dragging, and rubbing for several minutes while he worked his mouth slowly over her breasts, gently taking her nipples between his teeth, the desire to devour her almost overwhelming.
He kissed his way down her body and when his lips reached the center of her arousal, she had already begun to writhe and tighten around his fingers as he worked them in and out of her. He gently pushed back the flesh surrounding her nub until it stood erect and fully exposed before him. He looked up at her face as his mouth hovered the eager bud, his moist breath teasing it further. She held her bottom lip between her teeth in anticipation and her eyes pleaded with him to stop teasing and connect with her.
He closed his mouth over the bud, sucking and flickering with quick, rhythmic strokes of his tongue while he continued to pump his fingers below. Her delighted sighs and moans egged him on. She threaded her fingers though his hair, arched her back, lifting her hips and pressing herself into his mouth more firmly. He groaned as her legs began to tremble and her walls clamped down around his fingers as she came.
Before she had fully recovered, he climbed back on top and eased himself into her, rocking gently until he was fully seated and then delivering long, deep strokes, feeling every bit of her and savoring the experience. Their slow, passionate coupling eventually evolved into frantic kisses and greedy limbs clutching and pulling while the desperate need to consume and be consumed overtook them. She locked her legs around his waist as he pumped into her, grinding against her and delivering one stunning climax after the next until he could hold if off no longer and followed her, shuddering into sated bliss.
They petted and kissed tenderly as they caught their breath and their pulses descended to normal, or as normal as possible with the weighted silence that began to stretch on between them.
Was that goodbye?
They moved into their usual position for sleep and ignored the question as it hung in air around them, drifting into an uneasy sleep.
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