Part 3 of the 5 part installement in one day. Off to a club. Wonder what is going to happen, though it may not be good.
Sexual scene later on in this chapter. its rated appropriately. beware
Chapter Fourteen:
They were in Hogsmeade it seemed, if Hermione's memory was correct. There was loud music pumping from speakers from a nearby building and Harry and Draco led the way, waiting for Hermione to recognize where they were at. She hadn't been to Mystic Dreams since she graduated, but she had many fond memories of the place. They realized the moment it dawned on her and she squealed in happiness. Severus shook his head and squeezed her hand.
"I used to love this place. I would come here every weekend that we could, Mystic Dreams is one of my favorite places." She told him as they got closer to the line. Draco and Harry steered them to the V.I.P. line and they didn't have to wait long. They made it up to the bouncer and Hermione gasped in surprise. She let go of Severus' hand and then launched herself into the bouncers waiting arms.
"MIA!" he said in a deep voice and she hugged him tightly. He was built like an American football player, 5'9", weighing over 250lbs, a black man, and was all muscle. He wore a black shirt that stretched across his torso and black jeans, with black boots. He had a silver chain around his neck and a tattoo of a snake wrapping around his arm. He had buzzed black hair and dark brown eyes. He kissed her cheek as he set her on her feet and looked her over.
"Hey James." She said with a huge smile. He hadn't changed a bit in her five years away from the place.
"Wow Mia, you look great! Better then you did last time I saw you. Are you actually wearing those damn shoes?" he asked and she nodded with a laugh. Draco, Harry, and Severus were standing behind her, watching the interaction. Severus' eyes were narrowed a bit and Draco looked like he was trying not to laugh, Harry managing to keep his face neutral.
"All the men will be after you tonight hot mama." He told her and she laughed again, not noticing the look in the dark man's eyes behind her.
"Too bad for them James, I'm not here looking for anyone. I have a wonderful man of my own." She told James and he nodded, looking slightly less happy. It appeared that he fancied the girl. She reached back for Severus' hand and grasped it, squeezing it gently, knowing that he was having slightly murderous thoughts toward her friend.
"Well darn, all the good girls are taken now. Well, anyways, say hello to the gang, they have missed you. Have fun, and your man is one lucky man." James said, not noticing that she was holding the hand of Severus Snape, a formidable looking man. He let the quad inside the building and they headed over to a table.
Severus pulled her close to him as they made their way through the throng of people. "Mine." He whispered in her ear, his voice was slightly unpleasant. As soon as they made it to the table, she turned to him.
"Always yours and no one else's. You don't have to worry about that love. I am only for you." She told him and he nodded, his scowl disappearing a bit. He sat at the table and Hermione and Harry went to go get their drinks.
"You dancing tonight?" he asked her and she smirked and nodded.
"You gunna join me?" she asked her and he grinned at her. This would be good. They got the drinks and headed back to the table where their Slytherin counterparts were talking quietly. They handed them their drinks and then sat down beside them, the mischievous looks not leaving their faces. They talked quietly and then a song that the pair knew came on.
"Severus, do you mind if I steal my sister for a dance?" Harry asked the man, who nodded after a moment. Hermione gave him a quick passionate kiss before taking her brothers hand and following him to the dance floor. Draco had an idea of what was going on, and he planned to enjoy the show. The siblings got as close to each other as they could and began to dance to the song. It was a semi-fast paced song and Severus was amazed to watch the two. The way that they were dancing and grinding together, you wouldn't peg them as siblings, or Harry as gay, but the two Slytherin's knew where the Gryffindor's hearts lie and were content to watch the show.
As they were dancing, someone came up and tapped Hermione on the shoulder. She turned around and squealed, before throwing her arms around his neck. It was a friend of hers that she met two years ago on a book tour, and he went to Drumstrang as a teenager, he was a friend of Victor Krum. He and Hermione started dancing, though not as close. They were talking and laughing and Severus' eyes were glued to the pair, feeling an unreasonable jealousy spreading through him. Harry came up and kissed the side of Draco's face.
"That would be Tommy; he went to Drumstrang and graduated the same year as we did. Severus, you know you don't have to worry about Hermione. She belongs to you whole heartedly, and Tommy will respect that. If Victor comes over however, watch him. He doesn't understand boundaries and he thinks like Ron, that Hermione belongs to him. She does her best to avoid him, but if Tommy is here, then Victor might not be far behind." Harry warned him and Severus nodded, the jealousy disappearing. He knew that her heart belonged to him, he just didn't really like people he didn't know touching his woman.
Tommy followed her to the table after the song ended, and Draco realized that he recognized Tommy; he had spent a lot of time with the Slytherin's during the Triwizard Tournament. Hermione came up behind Severus and put her arms around his neck, kissing the side of his face. He gave her a small smile before she placed her chin on his shoulder.
"Hey there Malfoy, long time no see." Tommy said, shaking the blonde's hand. Harry kissed Draco before he headed off to get a drink. Severus put his hands on Hermione's where they met around his neck and gave them a quick squeeze.
"Severus, this is Thomas Gasaway from Drumstrang." Draco said and Severus removed one of his hands to shake the younger man's hand, before putting it back on Hermione's. She kissed the side of his face and he flashed her a quick smile. "Tommy, this is Severus Snape, the Potion's Master at Hogwarts." Tommy quickly made the connection and they watched his face grow in shock.
"Holy cow, I've heard a lot about you, and you are quite popular around here and where I am from. Hermione, you better keep a good hold on your man, before the crazy women figure out who he is. Most of them are from where I live over in Bulgaria." Tommy told him.
"You don't have the accent." Severus observed and they all laughed, including Harry, who had joined them again moments before.
"I was born in London, I only went there for school." Tommy said and Severus nodded, refusing to feel embarrassed.
"Do you mind if I steal her for a dance?" Draco asked Severus who shrugged.
"It is her choice to make, not mine." He told the younger blonde man who nodded. Hermione chuckled and moved around to face Severus. She gently put her hands on both sides of his face and kissed him slowly.
"If you don't want me to dance with someone, just say so love." She whispered to him when she pulled back and he looked at her.
"I meant what I said love, it is your choice, but I will say no if I don't want you dancing with them, which will be very very rare." He told her and she nodded. He hugged her for a moment and then Hermione walked off with Draco, to go dance.
"I cannot believe that she is wearing those shoes." Tommy said, and the two dark haired men nodded.
"I forgot that she loved wearing high heels." Harry murmured and Severus raised an eyebrow. He knew that he loved seeing her in them, something about her in heels was really sexy. "Hermione loves wearing heels, though I think she would pick her boots over them any day of the week. Something about they make her taller and she feels sexy in them." Harry continued.
"If you don't mind me saying so sir, she is rather hot." Tommy said.
"She is beautiful." Was all Severus said, turning his face to watch her again.
"She is clearly in love with you, and if I know her half as well as I think I do, there is no way on the face of this planet that anyone will ever take her from you." Tommy told him and he looked at the younger man. "In the years that I have known her, no matter how much other guys hit on her, she always said that her heart belonged to someone, as it had since she was in school. The only person that I knew that she was with was you." Tommy told him and he gave a slight smile.
His heart had belonged to her since they had been together the first time. He realized it about four or five months into the relationship, which he had totally and irrevocably fallen for the Gryffindor beauty. It took some getting used to, but he knew that he wouldn't have it any other way really. The thought made him smile. Hermione and Draco danced for a couple songs before Tommy and Harry excused themselves, Tommy to dance with Hermione with Severus' permission, and Harry to dance with his boyfriend. Severus decided to stay sitting at their table and watch. He was glad that he came out with them tonight, even if he only watched. He would get up and dance with his beloved before the night was over, but tonight was about her having fun. He completely ignored the two woman that stood near him, hoping to get his attention, when he wasn't watching Hermione and her three friends, his head was down and he was lost in memories from five and six years ago.
They eventually took it upon themselves to take a seat on either side of him, even though he paid them no attention. One of them touched his arm, and he jerked his head toward her in surprise, not realizing that she had been sitting there. "Can I help you?" he asked them as he looked from one to the other, they smiled at him.
"I don't know, but maybe we can help you." The one on his left said. She was a brunette with curly hair to just past her shoulders and deep brown eyes. She was kind of pale and was really thin, with large fake breasts. She wore a skin tight red dress that showed off her cleavage and came up to the middle of her thigh, it was almost indecent. She was wearing matching red leather heals and had a fake Prada bag by her side.
"Her name is Marcy and mine is Mercy." The red head on his other side said. Her hair was straight and fell to just past her chin. She was bigger then the other girl, and had a darker skin tone, and blue eyes. She wore a black shirt that was really tight and a shirt leather mini skirt, with five inch black stiletto heals and a black purse by her side. They both looked like they were trying too hard to be pretty, and Severus couldn't understand why some of the guys in the club were drooling over them, they weren't attractive in the least bit. They both had fake breasts, and wore way too much make up, and their perfume was enough to make him want to gag.
"That is nice." He said, draining the last of his glass. He waved his hand at a passing waiter, and the man brought him another drink. While the two women were talking to each other, the waiter caught his attention, and leaned over to whisper in his ear.
"Be careful of them, and don't take anything that they offer. They like to drug drinks and food, and love stealing men from their women once they find out. They are twisted and I don't think that you would like them, they are also pretty dangerous, which is hard to believe by the way they look. And be careful about touching them, sometimes if they don't get what they want, then use some type of lust potion on their skin." The waiter backed away when Severus nodded, his hand firmly on his drink, which was close to his chest. "My name is Jeremiah, let me know if you need anything and tell your trio that I said hello please?" the waiter asked and Severus nodded, then the guy walked off.
"Wanna come have some fun with us?" Marcy, the brunette asked, and Severus shook his head.
"No." he said, his voice was cold. He was hoping that the others would come back soon, he wanted Hermione in his arms and the looks that these two women were giving him were creeping him out. Mercy started to touch him and he jerked away from her. "Do not touch me." He hissed out, his manners quickly leaving him.
"Stop playing games with us, you know that you want us. We are the best looking girls here." They said together and Severus chuckled.
"I beg to differ." He said rudely, noticing that Harry and Draco were heading his way, and he hoped Hermione was close behind them.
"Hey Sev." Draco said, noticing how his mentor eyed the women with wary disgust. "New friends?" he asked, trying to stall until Hermione got there.
"In their dreams." Severus hissed, coming to stand beside the two men, putting distance between the women and himself. "Where are the other two?" he asked, looking at Harry.
"Loo and drinks." Harry said and Severus nodded. He bent down toward the two men, both being shorter then him.
"Watch all drinks with these two and do not touch them or let them touch you." He said before straightening up. "I am going to the loo, be right back." He handed Harry his drink, which the younger darker haired man kept a firm grip on, and then headed off to where he knew the bathroom to be. Marcy and Mercy looked at the two men for a few minutes.
"Your friend, Sev, is a hottie." They said together and Draco winced.
"You won't get anywhere with him." Draco said his voice tight.
"We'll see, no one refuses us." With that the two women walked away and Harry watched them with a weary eye. Hermione came back over with Harry, Draco, Tommy, and her drinks and set them down.
"Where did Severus go?" she asked, moving her bangs from her eyes.
"Bathroom, there were two women hitting on him and wouldn't take his hint that he wasn't interested. There was something off about them, you might wanna head towards the bathroom Mia." Draco said, and she nodded, her smile fading. She turned on her heel and headed off to where the bathroom was. She passed Jeremiah, who stopped her for a moment.
"Careful there Hermione, Marcy and Mercy are after Severus, you might want to hurry. Try not to fight." He told her and she gave him a tight smile. She nodded as she hurried off, and turned the corner and scowled. Marcy and Mercy had backed Severus into a corner, and she knew that he was doing his best to be a gentleman, the way he was raised.
"Come on Sev, we're better then any other girl here. We can have a threesome." Mercy said and Hermione scowled as she reached down to touch his crotch area, hoping to arouse him.
"Do not touch me, I do not want to have to curse you, but I will not hesitate to do so." He said, inching away from her touch.
"Look Marcy, he is teasing us." Mercy told her partner and no one had realized Hermione was standing there, her face black. She wasn't mad at Severus, just the two women who wouldn't take no for an answer. Hermione walked closer to them, staying within the shadows. Mercy tried to touch Severus again and he grasped her wrist, his eyes blazing in barely restrained fury.
"I told you not to touch me." He hissed, he moved his head and noticed there was a figure standing near them, arms crossed over an ample chest and a familiar necklace glinting in the dim light of the hallway. He noticed that touching the woman had an effect on him, by touching her skin, he had absorbed some potion.
"I believe he told you not to touch him." Hermione hissed, stepping forward. The girls turned around quickly, and scowled at her. Hermione's usually peaceful face was twisted into intense dislike. She could see the change in Severus' face and she knew that he must have accidentally ingested a lust potion by touching the woman, if the way his eyes were trained on her was anything to go by. He could feel his skin temperature heating up and he adjusted the collar of his shirt, he had started to sweat. It was a strong and long lasting lust potion, and he was doing his best to ignore it. He had tested many potions on himself, to make sure they were made right through out his years as a Potion's Master, and he had acquired an immunity to most of them, and the ones that he wasn't immune to yet, wore off quicker then they were supposed to. He was staring at Hermione with heated eyes, and they could all see the bulge in his trousers. Hermione moved forward and scowled at the woman.
"Back off you little bitch, he is ours." Mercy said triumphantly and Hermione laughed at her, the coldness was enough to send a chill through Severus' spine and it would have been a warning to anyone else.
"He doesn't belong to you, even under the effects of that lust potion." She said, her voice was cold and amused, like she was playing a mean game with an animal, like the Slytherin's used to talk to her. "Severus, who do you belong to?" she asked and they two girls grinned again. The potion was supposed to make the person it came in contact with totally in lust with the two of them, even if they were married or engaged to another woman, they would forget everyone else but them.
"I belong to you Hermione, only you." His voice was deep and it was husky and Hermione fought the delicious shiver that ran down her back. She loved when he used that tone of voice with her, it made her wet very quickly, but she was trying to stay focused on the task at hand. Mercy and Marcy looked at him in disbelief, the potion had only partially worked, he was horny as hell, but not for them, for the brunette chit standing before them. Severus quickly moved past them, and stood behind Hermione, his arms around her waist. He began to kiss her neck and she smirked, tilting her head to the side.
"See ladies, he is mine, not yours. If you were smart you would run along now, before my patience wears very thin and I do something that I may regret." She said, trying to ignore the feeling of Severus rubbing his erection against her butt, she fought not to moan. The two woman scowled at her as he pulled her head toward him and kissed her passionately, igniting her fire. She moaned quietly and her hands twitched from where she had them.
Hermione moved away from Severus for a moment and looked at the two women. "Try it again, and the consequences will not be pretty. Come along love." Hermione took his hand and led him away, toward where the owner of the club was at, behind the bar. "Hey Chris, is my room still upstairs?" she asked and he nodded. She felt Severus rub against her butt again and bit back another moan. "The two twin bitches got to him, and we need to take care of it. Tell Draco and Harry that I will meet them back home if they leave before we do?" she said and Chris nodded, handing her the key to her room. She took it and quickly led Severus up two flights of stairs and to her door. She quickly unlocked it and as soon as it was closed behind him, she felt herself being pushed against the door roughly, his hard body pushing into hers rhythmically and quickly.
"Undress now." He told her and she chuckled, she was turned on by his dominance, and she knew that even though he was under a strong lust potion, the lust was still partially his own. She had seen the way he was watching her while she was dancing, his eyes heating up, and he had to adjust his jeans a couple times. He had actually projected an image into her head, of him fucking her from behind in her room, and using his mind to tell her that watching her dance had done this to him. She moved sensually with the music and her body was sexy as hell when she danced.
"Gods knows how much I want you Hermione Granger, I have since I started to watch you dance, but I was going to wait until we got home until I accidentally touched that dumb woman. I am sorry." He managed to say, the lust fogging his brain. Hermione turned to face him and he picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist and he pushed his rock hard cock against her center.
"I know my love, I know. I want you anyways." She told him and he growled deep within his chest. He kissed her with such passion and urgency that it made her moan. He carried her over to the bed and gently laid her on the bed. He put most of his weight against her and kissed her jaw and neck.
"Please Mya, don't make me wait." He said, his voice sounded so pained that it made her pause for a moment. He was already sweating profusely because of the potion, and his lust for her was already there before the potion. She waved her hand and a silencing spell took hold, she pushed him back and stood up. She pushed him on the bed and he situated himself on the bed, rubbing himself through his trousers. Hermione moved his hands and locked them above his head, straddling him in the process. She grinded against him and he let out another moan. She was as turned on as he was, and he dimly realized that the potion was losing its hold on him, that most of the lust he was feeling was his own.
"I want you now, I want you fast and hard. I won't last that long my love." He told her and she grinned down at him wickedly. He moved his head and captured Hermione's lips against his own and let his tongue explore her mouth, groaning when it met her own tongue. He felt her lock two of his wrists in one of her hands and then she waved her hands, their clothes disappearing. While she was still kissing him, his tongue wrapped around her own, she adjusted herself and reached between them, grasping his member and then quickly sliding onto it. She was moving quickly and every time he was completely sheathed within her, she would roll her hips and cause him to make a noise in the back of his throat. He wanted to touch her, but was not struggling against her restraining him, it kind of turned him on even more if he were being honest. He look at her as she moved on him, her eyes focused solely on him, so full of heat and love for him, it was enough to make him moan, bucking his hips up into her with more force then he meant to, causing her to moan out his name sexily.
He was kind of bummed that he wouldn't last all that long, but he knew that he could make it up to her another time, perhaps later that night if she wasn't furious with him. He did not mind, however, a quick shag with her. Gods, she was so tight and so wet for him, her juices squelching as she rode him. The one hand that wasn't holding his wrists together was running across his chest, occasionally she would scratch her nails down the center of his chest. He moaned as she rotated her hips when he was fully sheathed in him.
She did not ride him gently or slowly, they both were too turned on, and she knew that he wanted it this way. He ravaged her mouth and she rode him hard, both racing toward release, he was pushing up into her as much as she was grinding down on him. God he loved this side of her as much as the gentle side of her. All of a sudden her inner muscles were squeezing him so hard, he thought that he might explode, and her orgasm triggered his and he slammed up into her with such force that she actually kind of fell forward, her lips falling to his neck to keep from crying out. As soon as they came down from their high, she just rested against him, letting his arms go. He encircled her waist and held her against him.
Silly Mercy and Marcy... thinking that you can mess with Hermione and Severus. Another bit of fluff for you wonderful people. More to happen, Marcy and Mercy do come back though.