Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling and sadly, I am not she. If I was, Severus would be alive, Lily would not have been the love of his life and Hermione would have been and they would have had tonnes of kids which would then lead onto a Severus/Hermione mini series!lol
Only the plot belongs to me. It will be moving into a B story now – plenty romance still -so do not worry but now Hermione and Severus will be going to hunt a deatheater. N.b a 'b' story is a secondary story to the original plot ( a few of my readers had asked)
Note: writing in italics below are internal thoughts of the characters/letter content.
Please review: it is appreciated. I'd appreciate more in the way of reviews so I know if you guys like what I am doing, or indeed if you have any ideas that you would like me to consider writing into the plot. Not compliant at all to the books, so please don't feel the need to point it out. You're reading a Severus/Hermione ship…that is not in any way compliant to begin with so if you don't like the things I invent or twist within the story to suit my plot, please move on to some other story. I appreciate constructive criticism, I know that my stories will not be perfect but I can only try my best and hope it pleases. I am only human after all.
As with all my fics this will be rated M – just a wee warning in advance. Strictly adult readers only.
Pansy tossed and turned that night due to her head being filled with worried thoughts. She felt strange when she realized that her anxiousness was not due to her own life being in possible danger but more that she was terrified that something would happen to Remus.
Ah, Remus. Now there was an enigma. It was confusing and quite simply amazing to her that she had fallen so hard for him in such a short space of time. She supposed it was 'love at second sight' as it were. She had thought him mildly attractive when he taught her but her sights were solidly set on the blond and sly Draco Malfoy at that particular point in time. She snorted inwardly at her old taste in men.
She had blossomed into a rather pretty girl after the war. The absence of the war had made her less stressed and healthier physically. No longer was she as thin as a stick but now she had curves. Her hair was flowing and silky rather than matted and brittle. She smiled now and that had surprisingly added to her attractiveness immensely, but her confidence was sitting at zero. She hoped beyond hope that Remus found her pretty but the self deprecating voice in the back of her mind thought not.
She hated the angst in this situation and decided that she needed to speak to Remus tonight while she had all the things she wanted to say to him in the forefront of her mind. She wanted to see him badly but was still rather anxious about the entire Remus fiasco.
Pansy sat biting her nails in thought and consideration in how to approach this in the best possible way.
If I tell him and he rejects me…it'll be shit.
But if I tell him and he returns my feelings…it'll be amazing.
I have a 50 percent chance of happiness here. I'm not looking for life -long promises of commitment. I just want to tell him that I…I love…I love him. I, Pansy Parkinson, have fallen in love with Remus Lupin.
After much mental debate, she sucked in a breath and set off for his chambers with a newfound sense of confidence in her heart. So much so that she missed the daunting figure following her close behind.
Remus, on the other hand was nursing a rather large tot of gin while staring endlessly into his fireplace. There was only one thought on his mind; Miss Parkinson.
He wanted her, he had decided. He wanted her to be his, for them to belong to each other but this whole situation they found themselves in, was dangerous and she was the biggest distraction he had ever had.
It was time to make a decision; either let things cool off until this whole nightmare was over or grab the bull by the horns and tell her how he feels.
Deciding on the latter, he stood rather shakily, the gin finally taking effect, and headed out of his chambers towards Pansy's rooms.
Severus toyed with a curl of Hermione's hair, waiting for her to spill her deepest desires to him.
"Well… do tell my love." He pushed.
Hermione was still biting her lip in consideration, "Severus, perhaps we ought to wait a bit longer for things like this. I mean, we've only been together officially a few days. I… I just don't want to scare you away. You'll think I'm some bloody deviant."
That's it! My cock is officially rock hard now. He thought.
"Love, tell me."
"Alright, alright. Well I sort of always wanted to watch you…touch yourself while standing over the t-top of my naked body." She stopped and looked to him to see his repulsed face but as she looked up all she saw was a small sexy smirk and a raised eyebrow, asking her to continue.
"And then?" He pressed.
"…and then you would take extremely rude and dirty things to me while… while I touched myself. When you were almost at your peak, you would slip inside me and f-fuck me until you came. I can't help it Severus, you're so intense in everything you do that it's been my biggest fantasy to see you at your most frenzied and human demeanour – and I've noticed that you get like that during sex. I have played with myself countless times over the years with just the thought of you stroking your cock to push me over the edge."
If Severus thought he was at his most horny a moment ago, he was very much mistaken. He took one look at her red, embarrassed face and kissed her hard on the mouth in an attempt to show her that he was not shocked or disgusted with her admission but more turned on and intrigued to hear what else this wanton little goddess had in her fantasies.
He broke the kiss once they both needed air and he tucked a stray curl behind her ear again.
"I think that little fantasy can be acted out. In fact, what say we do that just now? Then once we're done we can continue on sharing our little stories, hmm?"
Hermione almost came right there and then. That man simply oozed sex and seductiveness; the lust in his eyes was unmistakable and the bulge in his trousers was simply divine.
"Only if you're sure, Severus." She added nervously.
"Hermione, lets get one thing straight before we continue. There is nothing you cannot talk to me about. I will not judge you but I will indulge you as best I can. That is, what I understand anyway, what a relationship is supposed to be about? We are in love…have faith in me and I know we are going to be spectacular together."
Hermione relaxed marginally still finding this whole situation with Severus surreal.
"I am sorry, love. I've just never been able to be expressive in sex before…not that I have a lot of experience. Apart from self exploration, I have limited sexual experience. It's going to take me a little while to feel completely comfortable with being so open. I'm just afraid I will scare you away if my fantasies go too far."
He kissed her lips gently and stood with her, "Now, my little minx…I doubt you could ever scare me away. Shall we go and make this first fantasy a reality?"
"Now you are to take this message straight to Pansy do you understand?" Antonin said to his prized owl, Selica with a fond smile. He looked at the animal sternly as the bird hooted in confirmation.
He sighed wistfully and downed yet another large tumbler of fire whiskey. "I only hope I've reached her in enough time. Christ knows what Lucius will do next."
He hated sitting there doing nothing to help those poor people. There had been a point in time when he would have squeaked in glee to be a part of the murders of Hermione Granger, Severus Snape and Remus Lupin, but he really wanted no part in this. Too much blood had already been shed, some by his own wand and hands. He smashed the glass against the fireplace in a rage of frustration and began pacing the room in rapid thought, speaking aloud to himself as he often did in times of trouble.
"It's obvious Lucius doesn't trust me worth a fig, he's going to punish me for trusting Pansy. Or rather he is going to set out to hurt her. I can't go anywhere near Hogwarts because if Snape sees me, he will kill me on sight. In fact, anyone who sees me would kill me without giving me a chance to explain. Could I get away with it if I poly-juiced myself? Hmm… question is, who should I impersonate?"
He snapped his fingers as the perfect person popped into his head.
"That is perhaps crazy enough to work…I need to act fast or it will be too late!"
A/n: sorry it's taken me so long to update guys, work has been wicked busy and arrangements for my wedding have been occupying my time alot (2 months to go!) So I apologise and I will update again soon with a larger chapter to follow. Please review, I really appreciate it.