Chapter 11
Hey guys sorry for the long wait, work has been super busy for me lately and the stress of that landed me in a right slump with writer's block, not good since I was counting on writing this to relax me...Go figure. Anyway here it is, Enjoy! Phoenix XxX
Morning Surprises and Girlish Nights
Severus awoke the next morning with a heavy weight across his chest and a tightness in his trousers. He opened his eyes to notice Hermione had rolled over in her sleep and had her arm tossed across his chest, her cheek buried in the crook of his neck.
His eyes widened and he was genuinely terrified to move as the girl was still sleeping soundly. Steeling himself he gently moved his neck away from her face and made to pick up her arm so he could slide out from under her but she moved and threw her leg over his fairly obvious morning erection. Which only got worse as he glimpsed the long tanned length of her thigh and leg. He bit back a groan. This girl had no idea what a body she possessed of that he was sure. But right now he needed to get that body off of him.
She moved slightly and he felt her thigh brush over his morning wood and he couldn't help the breathless 'Merlin.' That left his lips at the glorious friction.
The girl made a noise and He froze again. Shit! he thought, had he woken her? She rolled over again and he let out a sigh of relief as he sat up. And swung his legs over to the floor so he was facing away from him.
He heard the girl's hands reaching across the bed and them the sudden noise of her sitting up abruptly.
'Where? Severus!' Hermione said gasping as she took note of him on the edge of the bed.
She blinked the sleep from her eyes and cursed she had been having the most wonderful dream. Severus had allowed her into his room and he had spent the night with her. She was using his hip too…Her eyes went wide as she realised she was in Severus' room.
'I'm Sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep, you should have woken me. I'll just…bye!' She said quickly grabbing her fallen book and scurrying out the door before Severus could even say a word.
He cursed as he stood and went to the bathroom, he turned on the shower and striped allowing the hot water to effulge him before he took his erection in hand, and tried to remember the feel of Hermione's leg draped across his hip, her womanhood bucking against it.
Hermione slammed her bedroom door shut and all but threw herself on the bed, she was still tingling form the dream she was having and knew that she had to do something to help herself.
She slowly brought her had up to her swollen, wet neither lips and pushed a finger inside biting on her lip to stop her from calling out as she brought her mind back to her husband's searing hot kiss a few months back and brought herself to unbelievable pleasure. As she just about stopped herself from calling out his name as she found her release round her own fingers, brutally wishing it was her husband's hand instead of her own.
Little did she know her husband was in the shower doing the exact same thing.
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As it was a Saturday, and a Hogsmade weekend, the pair decided it would suit their act to be seen having lunch together in the Three Broomsticks. Severus placed her arm through his own and they walked in comfortable silence to the small village pub. He was ever the gentle man as he pulled out his seat for her and tucked her in closer to the table before sitting down himself.
Neither of them spoke about their morning fiasco. Though it was weighing heavily on both of their minds. Instead they spoke about mundane things and eventually got onto the subject of Hermione's current read and Hermione spent the rest of the meal trying to explain to Severus why Gabaldan's epic love story was so good.
On the walk back to the castle the pair were stopped by Susan calling Hermione's name.
'Hermione! Wait up!' The Hufflepuff girl shouted.
'Susan.' Hermione smiled at the other girl, gripping Severus's arm tighter than she had been previously.
'The boys are going up the Gryffindor dorm tonight for a catch up without…how did Ron put it? Oh yes Nosey women, hanging about. So I thought us girls could have a girly night in my rooms? What do you say?'
Hermione looked to Severus, who nodded 'You should go.' He said before leaning into whisper in her ear. 'You had to suffer Lucius last night after all.'
Hermione blushed as she thought back to waking up next to him this morning because of Lucius Malfoy and turned to Susan. 'Sure what time do you want me there?'
'Around Seven?' Susan grinned. 'Oh I invited Pansy too, since Seamus was going to be with the boys, it seemed a shame to have her be on her own, she's not exactly had it easy….' Susan trailed off looking sideways at Professor Snape.
'I'll see you then.' Hermione grinned and the other girls scurried off most likely to get her room ready for the evening. Hermione was more than aware of how messy Harry could be.
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Hermione stepped out of her room wearing a pair of faded grey jeans and a baggy kaki coloured jumper that hung sexily off one shoulder. Her hair was pulled back into a loose pony tail at the nape of her neck and Severus had never seen the girl look more like a woman. He felt his trousers begin to tightened and moved the book he was reading onto his lap. Praying she didn't notice.
'You look nice.' He said cursing the catch in his voice as he spoke the words.
Hermione looked up from retrieving her lip balm from her school bag and smiled, 'Thank you.' She applied the lip balm to her lips and tossed it back in her bag, before slipping her feet into some black Vans. 'I'll try not be too late.' She promised and with a wave she was out the door.
Hermione arrived at Susan and Harry's room to find Ginny and Susan already a few Glasses into the Elf-made wine. Ginny was telling Susan how to handle Harry on the floor by the fireplace. Lavender and Pansy were talking Pregnancies, and with more than slight surprise Hermione noticed Raine Valoius-Malfoy sitting in the corner daintily sipping some wine as she watched the other girls.
Susan handed Hermione a glass of wine and she made her way over to the French girl. 'Hello.'
'Ello, Grangeer.' The girl replied and Hermione chuckled.
'Hermione' she said lightly, 'Granger was my maiden name I Guess for Malfoy old habits die hard.'
'Oui!' Raine nodded. 'He ees ard too like.' She said sipping her wine.
'You got that right.' And the other girl grinned at her.
'Oi Granger, Frenchie, get over here were going to talk boys!' Pansy shouted to them.
'What's in their glasses?' Hermione asked Ginny as she sat down next to the redhead.
'Fruit juice, I think the hormones are making them act worse than if they were drunk.' Ginny whispered. Hermione couldn't help but snort at that.
'Aren't vee all Marreeed?' Raine asked sitting down next to Pansy.
'Well we'll talk Husbands!' Lavender giggled and the other girls followed suit.
'So long as you keep your trap shut Lavender! I do not want to hear about my brother!' Ginny shouted.
'I want to hear about the great Slytherin Sex God!' Susan said wiggling her eyebrows at Raine.
'How much have you had Susan?' Hermione asked the normally shy Hufflepuff. But none the less looked at Raine to answer.
'Eee ees a verree selfeesh Loveer, I ave ad beteer een Paris.' She said with her head held high.
'Yes he just kind of ploughs away right?' Pansy said as the two Slytherin's clinked glasses.
'Qui, ee vant's yuuu to lie like feesh.' She said unsure if she'd gotten the word right but grinned as the other girls burst into fits of laughter.
'Shame.' Ginny said thoughtfully, 'A guy that good looking ought to be good at it.'
'I'll bet he's not even half of what the rumours say he is.' Lavender said with a gasp of air.
Pansy held up her thumb and forefinger in representation of size sending the girls howling into laughter once more. 'I really didn't know what I was missing till this law.' Pansy said wiping her eyes. 'Seamus does this thing when he's down there, where he starts talking in Irish, I swear is the hottest thing ever!'
'I thought you wouldn't let him touch you?' Hermione asked as she gulped down the wine, she clearly needed to catch up.
'Oh I won't now, my back and feet kill me all the time, but before I got pregnant, he could have me anytime he wanted! That boy knows how to play a woman's body!' she exclaimed and the girls all giggled again. 'They say it's the luck of the Irish, but maybe it's my luck I should be thanking!' she chuckled.
'I'd like to know what the good Professor's like.' Ginny smirked at Hermione as she held out her glass for a refill and quickly downed it too.
'Yea, are those hands good for more than making potions?' Pansy asked hiccupping.
'Not telling.' Hermione said snootily, as she finished her fifth, or was it now sixth glass of wine? She snorted lightly as she felt the alchol now rushing to her head.
'OH come on Hermione! He's so dark and mysterious, he's got to have something going for him!' Lavender said with a whine.
Hermione looked at the girls for a few moments before swearing them to secrecy. 'His lips are sinful; I could come from just one kiss.' She hissed seriously and all the girls squealed.
The rest of the night the wine flowed and all the girls bounded over the fact that they had been forced into Marriages that they hadn't necessarily wanted. Hermione found she particularly liked Raine and Pansy who had, like the rest of the Slytherin Females been out casted from their own house if their spouse was not at least a dark side sympathiser or a former Slytherin.
Raine was the worse off in that deal as she was the outsider who knew nothing of the ongoing war in England and couldn't see the point in it. To her you were either a witch or a muggle, it didn't matter about your parents.
Eventually Hermione made it back to the Dungeons with the help of Raine and Pansy, though Hermione wasn't sure who was holding who up by the time they got to her Quarters portrait.
Pansy knocked on the door and waited for the Professor to answer. 'Sir your Granger.' She said with a frown and Raine let out a giggle.
'Not Granger.' Hermione muttered.
'Right Your Snape, Professor Snape.' Pansy said frowning again. 'No I Mean…'
'I understand Mrs Finnegan; I'll take it from here.' Severus said taking Hermione from the two Slytherin girls and frowning at the former Miss Parkinson. 'You haven't been drinking Mrs Finnegan have you?'
'No sir, I'm just very tired.' Pansy said covering a yawn. 'That and pregnancy brain.'
Severus Rolled his eyes and he moved his ear away from Hermione's mouth where she had decided to lick the shell of his ear. 'Stop it.' He muttered. Trying to shake of the electric feeling of arousal that had coursed through him. Had any other woman's tongue ever felt that good? He didn't think so. But he could smell the wine on her breath and knew that he couldn't take advantage of her even if she was allowing him too in her intoxicated state. 'Well the two of you had best be off to bed them, good night.'
'Night Professor.' Pansy said with her arm around the waist of Young Malfoy's wife to steady her as they made their way back to their own rooms.
'Hello.' Hermione said with a giggle. 'You smell nice.'
Severus Blinked and shook his head. 'Off to bed with you Hermione, you have indulged far too much this evening.' He said as he led her to her room.
'I want to sleep with you again.' She muttered and attempted to make her way to Severus' room only to fall on the floor and burst out laughing.
Severus sighed and picked her up bridal style. 'Not tonight, I have no wish to be covered in vomit.' He said sternly as he saw the girl turn green. He laid her on her bed and took off her shoes before pulling a blanket over her and asking an elf to get him a basin or bucket to place beside her head.
As soon as her head hit the pillow the girl was sound asleep and Severus only prayed she didn't remember what she'd said or did tonight. She didn't need the embarrassment it would cause her.
