Rated M
New Beginning: The Same Refrain
Chapter 12
"What have you done to the poor girl now Severus?" Minerva said from the doorway.
"I have done nothing to her." He turned trying to look down his nose at her.
"That look will not work with me young man, I taught you that look." Minerva crossed her arms, tilted her head back and gave him 'the stare'.
"You do know Minerva that the First Years have nightmares about you." Severus used her first name as he smirked at her. "They think you take on the appearance of Filch's cat just to wander the halls and seek them out."
"What makes you think I do not?"
"His cat is a male. You Madame, are not so endowed." He looked at her coldly.
"Well, Severus, I am glad to see that you are feeling much better." Minerva's lip twitched. "Now, tell me what you did to the girl."
"Minerva," Albus cut in. "you are here to witness an Oath, not to take notes on our Potion Professors love life."
"If I were to do that." She snipped looking a Severus. "I would not need much parchment."
Severus glared at her but held his tongue. He had learned long ago not to challenge her wit, or her memory.
Albus explained the Oath to her, and she once again had them kneel in front of her as she collected their wands and touched the tips together. She made it made known by her tone that she did not approve of this Oath any more than the first. As the two wizards stood, she hit Severus on the back of the head.
"What was that for?" He looked at her startled.
"For what ever you told her. Now, you left here to do some shopping, saw your witch and came back with information about Tom. All this you did in the span of six hours."
"And? What is your point?" He matched her stance with arms crossed and head tilted back.
"If you are back already you angered her. You made her mad enough to kick you out."
"She did not kick me out," he seethed.
"There you have it." She turned to Albus. "He did it again. He made her so mad she walked out on him."
"I am sure that is not true," Albus said looking at Minerva. "He would not be so concerned about her safety if she had left him."
"He is feeling his guilt, and you are taking advantage of him."
"Perhaps the two of you would prefer to finish this conversation outside of my presence since I am merely the object." Severus turned to the door and left the two to argue.
He walked back to the dungeons, feeling he had regained his footing with Minerva, which he had lost for the past several months, if not years. He knew he had disappointed her, he saw it in her eyes every time she looked at him. He entered his chambers determined to be ready for the start of term. He felt lighter with the knowledge that Albus protected Hannah. He could do this. He could align with Albus and end the madness of the Dark Lord.
He walked and picked up a bottle and decided it was time to build his walls, they would need to be stronger, and higher, and close off more of him then he had before. Looking at the bottle and scowling he set it back down and left it alone.
Minerva waited until morning, and then getting the coordinates verified from Albus once again, she set off to visit Hannah. She found her just as Severus had, waiting tables at the local pub for the breakfast trade. Minerva sat at a table against the wall and ordered only tea and toast. Watching the Muggle, she saw a girl unlike what she had expected.
Severus always took after tall thin witches and long sleek hair. This one had short shoulder length unruly curls that she wore pinned back at the temples in an effort to tame the wisps that would not stay contained. Minerva remembered Lily's graceful walk and the natural glow on her face. Here was a Muggle in trainers wearing too much make up for the tastes of the Wizard World who struggled under the weight of a serving tray.
Hannah brought a tray with Minerva's tea and toast and set it down quickly.
"Will that be all?" She smiled.
"I am sure it will be," Minerva said looking down at the saucer-less cup. "I have needed to speak to you."
"Me?" Hannah looked down to the table. "Have I got the wrong order?"
"No, the order is correct." Minerva narrowed her eyes at the girl. "I need to speak to you about Severus."
The tray slipped out of Hannah's hands and clattered to the floor. As she bent over to pick it up she aware that the rest of the diners had turned to look at her. Trying to remain calm she picked up the tray and dishes. She reddened and stood up under Minerva's scrutiny.
"Sure," she said looking around uncomfortably. "Is he all right? I mean, has anything happened?"
"No, no my dear." Minerva was quick to reply. "He is fine. However, this is a matter of importance."
"I can take a break in about twenty minutes," Hannah shrugged. "Listen, I have to get back to my tables now."
"I will wait." Minerva sat up straight and looked down at the teacup again in distaste.
Hannah continued to look over at the woman sitting alone waiting to talk to her. She looked stern and unpleased to be here. By the time her break time came, Hannah she was shaking. What ever had happened to Severus she knew it would not be good. She chewed the inside of her cheek until it was sore, and finally building up her courage she walked over and sat across form the stern woman dressed in plaid.
Minerva stole glances around the pub then took out her wand and quickly cast a silencing spell.
"So, we can talk freely without being heard." Minerva tucked her wand back up her sleeve.
"What is this about?" Hannah watched the wand disappear into Minerva's robes, and shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
"Severus has asked us to pass our protection on to you," Minerva said stiffly. "He insisted on it."
"Why would I need your protection?"
"That you would not understand. If you wear this we will be aware of any danger you are in."
Hannah picked up the thin chain holding a crystal that Minerva had put on the table and had pushed toward her. Hannah placed it back down, and slide it back to Minerva.
"You don't like me very much do you?" Hannah said looking into Minerva's eyes.
"I do not like the danger you have put Severus in," Minerva answered truthfully. "He is concerned that those who wish him ill will use you to hurt him."
"Then tell them that, Severus will not be hurt by my loss," Hannah said standing. "He has made his feeling for me well known."
"My child, I can assure you that you are incorrect." Minerva looked up at her with a wistful smile.
"What did he tell you of me?"
"Nothing, just that we must protect you," Minerva said.
"We grew up together, at Spinners End." Hannah explained. "He doesn't even remember me form then. He is not the same. Not just that he has grown up, but different. He is cold, and hard, but he has no memory of things that I would think he would."
"There is much he does not remember," Minerva said in a softer voice.
"I have to get back to work," Hannah said turning to leave. "I don't know what this is about, but tell him to shove his presents up his arse. Maybe he will remember this the next time he goes sniffing around looking for someone to runt with."
Minerva sat in shock. She was not one to treat rudely, or in such strong language. She smirked seeing why Severus would find a challenge in this Muggle, and thought she might be good for him. He would have to convince this Muggle himself. She smiled as she left to tell Albus of the sharp-tongued Muggle that had fallen to them to protect.
Hannah finished her day by 3:00 pm. She was tired and could not stop thinking about Severus. He had sent this woman to put her under protection. Protection, indeed, she took care of herself. She did not know what it meant to wear this charm, but she was sure whatever it was did not bode well. A wizard, he said he was. No doubt simple magic tricks, or another lie to bed her. She was fuming by the time she was off work and did not notice him as she left by the pub's back door.
"Miss Haywood." His voice cut into her, spinning her around to face him as if it was a physical force.
"What are you doing here?" She looked at him for only a moment then hurried down the alleyway toward the road.
"Miss Haywood." He caught up to her easily, grabbing her and pushing her into the wall.
"Stop," she said twisting to get away. "Stop this or I'll scream."
"It will do you no good," Severus took her arms and pinned them above her head using his body to hold her to the wall. "I have used a silencing spell in ensure we are left alone."
"Why do you do this?" she continued to struggle against him.
"The first night, the first night I told you of what I was, what I had done," he spoke evenly, "I told you of the Dark Lord."
"Let me go, I don't want to hear this." Hannah was finding it difficult to breathe.
"No," he said pushing her harder to the wall. "You must hear me."
Hannah stilled and looked up at him, her eyes glancing to the end of the alleyway. She began chewing the inside of her cheek.
"I will let you go," he said calmly. "Do not run. Hannah, please, just listen to me."
"Why should I?" She spat out angrily. "You come around after months and just want to…"
He silenced her with his kiss. Eating her words, and covering them with his mouth. This time gently, softly, slowing his tongue and not pushing his arousal into her.
"Because," he whispered into her throat as she closed her eyes moaning at his ministrations, "Because I remember you."
His arms slide around her, one hand slid down to the small or her back, than lower, pulling her into him. His other arm kept her upper body against him.
"I remember the first time I kissed you, the first time I held you." Severus felt his hunger growing. "I didn't remember you at first. Now I can't get you out of my mind."
"Severus," was all she said as her arms went around his neck and pulled him down.
"I do care for you Hannah. I can't give you more than that." His hand slipped under her blouse and stroked the skin of her back. "I can't give you promises or a future with me. I can only say I don't want to hurt you, but I can't even promise that, I can only say I will try."
She nodded into his neck as he held her wrapped in his arms and she could not smell Spinners End.
"Hannah," he said pulling away from her and looking around to catch his bearings again. "We need to talk."
She nodded and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
"Severus, did you get a room?" She asked shyly looking down.
"Yes," Severus said as his heart began to pound wildly. "Will you go there with me?"
"Yes," she said placing her hand on his chest. "I would like that."
He took her there by the back streets, knowing she would not want any one to see her. He lead her through the small lobby and down the hall, thinking about what she was about to offer him. By the time they reached his room and opened the door his erection was straining for freedom. He cast silencing spells and warded the doors, looking at her scowl as he used his wand.
"Hannah, this is just to ensure your privacy." He grinned sitting on the side of the bed to pull off his boots and socks.
"This seems so, I don't know, dirty some how." She looked around the small room blushing.
"No," he said hurrying over to her. "Don't think that. This is the only good thing I have in my life. Don't make me sorry about this."
"Then shut up and fuck me." She tried to smile up at him. "I have waited for you for so long. You know I had a crush on you? When I was thirteen, I thought you were the greatest thing in the world."
"What happened then?" He smirked at her. He looked at her and remembered how she sat under the lamppost with a book, never turning the pages, casting looks at him as she sat on the steps in front of her house.
"You asked me to go the park, and we rode the Roller Coaster," she said smiling. "Do you remember the Roller Coaster?"
"No, I do not," he lied easily and stroked her cheek.
"Oh, I thought you did," she said confused. "That is where you kissed me the first time, under the Roller Coaster."
"I remember only the kiss," he said brushing her lips with his. "You didn't taste of Spinners End then either."
He brought her the two steps back to the bed and began to unbutton her blouse, he eased it over her shoulders, and kneeling down in front of her slipped off her bra. His head fell to her breasts as her hands found his hair, pulling him closer, and pushing into him, bringing him closer.
With one hand behind her and the other undoing his own buttons, he moaned into her softness, wanting to hurry. He stood and shrugged off his shirt and undid his belt and sliding his trousers down with his boxers as he looked down at her.
Going down on his knees again, but keeping his eyes on hers, he pulled off her shoes and tossed them to the side. Things were still moving to slow for him. He lifted his hand and called "Accio Wand," then rid her of the rest of the clothes smiling at her gasp of surprise.
"I love magic," he said softly looking at her body, pulling her hands away as she tried to cover her self.
"Why do you do this?"
"I don't know, you make me feel new to this," she said shyly, "as if it is our first time all over again."
"I want you to feel comfortable, and ready for me," he said.
She sat on the edge of the bed and he, still on his knees spread her legs and moved between them. He reached around her waist and pulled her off the bed down onto to his erection. Her head went back and she gasped at the suddenness of it.
"My God Severus," she said falling forward and clinging to his shoulder.
"Now," he said into her neck, and beginning to chuckle. "I have you where I want you but I can't move."
"Oh?" she said tying not to laugh at their position. She had her legs around his waist, her weight pinning his legs to the floor.
He lifted her up, slipping out of her, as he helped her get up on her feet. Standing in front of her, he pushed her down on the bed and then followed her. He lay on top of her, resting his weight on his arms.
"Severus," she looked at him, and ran her hands up to each side of his face.
He put his right hand under her knee and brought it up, crossing her leg over to the opposite side and pushing it up. He positioned himself behind her uplifted leg and pushed into her, making it impossible for her to push up to meet his thrusts.
"Severus, no," she gasped at the feeling of being completely controlled.
He took her hand, each in one of his, and held them over her head, pinned to the headboard as he pounded into her.
"This time you will not pretend," he said watching her face. "Do you think I don't know what you did last time?"
"Severus," she panted watching his face.
"I know when you are faking an orgasm," he smirked at her. "This time you will feel it."
"Severus, no," she tried to struggle away, then stilled and clenched her internal muscles to bring him to completion.
"Oh, gods woman," he dropped his head as his thrusts came quicker. He clamped his jaw shut and tried to hold off as he felt himself slipping out of control. Still he felt her rhythmic clenching, heard her gasp of pretend pleasure, and heard her call his name, knowing that she was doing this to please him.
He threw his head back and released her hands as his rose up on his knees, grabbing her waist and pulling her into him. With two more deep thrusts he released into her, as he climaxed he looked down at her. He saw her smile of satisfaction.
Releasing her from her position he grabbed his wand and cleaned them both, with a smirk he lowered his head to her breasts and began kissing, and sucking her nipples. Moving lower, he felt her hands in his hair pulling him up, away from his intended course. Quickly putting her hands away and shaking his head, he kept lowering until his mouth was at her clit, his tongue licking her and his mouth sucked at her gently. Releasing her hands he slid two fingers into her and pressed up, finding the spot that would send her over.
"Please, stop Severus. Please," she pleaded, twisting under him.
He lifted his head to look into her eyes that were watching him in panic. He gently shook his head and went back to her core. He continued on, until her heard her gasp and felt her push up into his face, wanting more, her hands in his hair no longer pushing him away, but holding him in place. He moved a third finger in her, as his other arm went under her arse and found the puckered hole, pushing inside and holding her still.
He felt her explode under him, he slipped his finger out of her and stroked up to her breasts as his other hand continued to pulse into her and his mouth to suck. When she finally stilled he removed his fingers, and stoked her hips, his tongue licked her clit dry, and he began kissing his way back up.
When he reached her face, she was still panting. She still had her eyes closed and her face was wet with the perspiration. He kissed her cheeks, tasted salt, and pushed his tongue into her mouth, sharing their taste with her.
"Don't ever fake with me again," he looked at her darkly. "Have your other lovers been so blind they did not see, or did they not care?"
Hannah turned her head away from him not wanting to look into his eyes. He saw the glistening of tears and turned her chin to him.
"Talk to me,' he said laying his forehead on hers. "Do you really think after what just happened that you have any reason to be shy?"
"I never…" she started.
"You never felt that before?" He looked at her knowing she was ashamed of this. "Hannah?"
"He told me I was frigid," she closed her eyes under his gaze. "He said, he said I was useless."
"Well, I think you see that is not true." He leaned down grinning and kissed her softly. Then taking her hand put it on is already hardening member. "Let's try again. I think you should practice."
