Hey there! I know, that the following lemon is a little out of place, but I needed something to get through this part of the story, because it's mostly dramatic and sad and it depressed me kind of. Please don't offend me ;)
So if you don't like a lemon right now and at this time of the story, just skip it.
The important part is at the end of this chapter!
As always, please review and enjoy! Thanks to Yoshinator once more, whose reviews make me all so happy! :D

"We need to get you away from here, please. They will-", he started, but I cut him off:

"No. I won't go anywhere."

"Gen-"

"No!", I glared up at him.

"Is your death wish that strong?", he growled.

"My wish to protect you is that strong."

He cupped my cheek: "Don't do that to me."

I pecked his lips and grinned: "You can't always get what you want."

He shook his head, but smiled: "You are pure mischief."

"Severus?", I said and looked up at him through my eye lashes.

"What is it?", he furrowed his brows.

I got on my tip toes and whispered: "I miss you."

He shivered, but replied: "We can't. Not here, Gen. This is insane."

I grinned and, before he could say something, pressed my hand against his shoulder.
We were pulled into the familiar tunnel immediately and spat out into the headmaster's office.

"Are you mad?! They will find out-", he started yelling, but I didn't let him finish the sentence. I jumped up at him, what caused him to stumble back and lean against his desk, while I clung to him and kissed his neck and face. It didn't take long until he started to chuckle.

"Your skills get stronger. You start being able to control them."

"But there are things, I still cannot control", I grinned up at him.

"Please, let me bring you away. Somewhere you are safe", he breathed.

I shivered: "I can't be too far away from you."

He sighed: "Alright, let's make the best of it."

I smirked up at him and grabbed the collar of his robe to pull him against me.
It had been months that all I could do was stealing glances at him, memorize the few hours we had spent together just seemed too short.
I would do anything to make him mine and never let him go.

He pressed his hips against mine, trapped me between him and his desk and easily held me in place. I growled up at him, as he pulled away and made no move to touch me.
He smirked down at me and immediately little flames burst out my skin.

"Seems like my smirk is your soft spot", he chuckled.

"You are my soft spot", I poked my tongue out.

"Is that, how you treat your headmaster?", he teased.

"This is how I treat my headmaster", I winked and shoved my hand inside his pants.

His eyes turned big as galleons. Now it was my turn to smirk.

He moved his hip back a little to give me better access. I leaned forward and nibbled at his neck as I began to move my hand up and down. He grew bigger and harder under my touch and his breathing hitched.

I raised my other hand to open the buttons of his robe, what did apparently go unnoticed by him. When it finally hung loose, I kissed my way down to his collarbone, opened his shirt and sucked at his nipple as soon as it swung open.
He growled into my neck, pushed his hips forward again, what trapped my hand.

I raised my head again and stared into his eyes. They were deep black, but more vivid than usual, he cupped my face with both hands and pressed his lips against mine.
It was a gesture, I wouldn't have expected. A gesture, that let the world stand still.
My eyes were wide open, as I pleaded the moment to last forever.

I swung my arms around his neck and pushed myself against his bare skin.
He picked me up, I wound my legs around his waist and he made a move to carry me somewhere else.

"Where are we going?"

"My private rooms. Or would you enjoy some audience?", he grinned.

I looked around and now realized, that every former headmaster was staring at us.
Some were silently giggling, others smiled happily and some looked quite indignant.
I blushed and shook my head.

"Didn't suspect, you would know limits", Severus whispered into my ear. His breath tingled.

"If there would be no other option, I'd take you here", I mumbled back, what caused him to chuckle.

He placed me on the floor in front of his bed and turned me around.
I was confused at first, but when I felt his hands crawl up my sides and his lips place kisses on my neck ever so lightly, I didn't ask any more.
He lifted my shirt and let his hands travel over the bare skin on my hip and stomach.
I sighed and leaned my head back on his shoulder, my eyes closed.
He kissed me and suddenly his hand was under my bra and his thumb stroke my nipple.

I couldn't help myself, but moaned into his mouth. He grinned against my lips.
When he pulled away, I let my shirt fall to the floor, my bra soon following.
The bare skin of my back was now pressed against his chest. Heat boiled up inside me.

He turned me around, so I could stare into the eyes, I loved so much once more, before he lowered his head, nibbled on my neck, bit lightly down, what caused me to gasp.
My eyes were squeezed shut and when his lips reached my breasts, I groaned, grasped a fistful of his hair and pushed him against my skin. I couldn't bear the feelings, he caused to rise in me, but he didn't stop and I would never ask him for it.

He got down on his knees, grabbed my hips and kissed my stomach, down to the hem of my jeans. He looked so damn sexy, a half naked Severus Snape kneeling in front of me.
His gaze wandered up and he smirked as he saw my face. The little flames were dancing on my skin, far away from dying down.

"Close your eyes", he commanded. I obeyed.

I felt the cloth of my jeans glide down my legs and stepped out, as well as out of shoes and socks. His hands stroke the insides of my thighs and I sighed. He pushed me over and I cried out as I hit the mattress. I glared down at him as he crawled up chuckling.

"Did I allow you to open your eyes?", he raised his brow.

I rolled my eyes and laid down again.
His hands wandered higher while they pushed my legs carefully apart, what forced me to spread them.
I fought with myself to keep my eyes closed, while I wanted to look at him so badly.
Suddenly his hands left my thighs and just when I was about to peek, I felt his tongue wander over my skin. I groaned and grabbed the sheets.
He grinned against my sex, before he continued to torture me.

"Severus!", I yelled, grabbed his head and pulled him up.

I crashed my lips against his, desperate and demanding.
Impatiently I tugged at his trousers and would have ripped them apart, if he wouldn't have intervened and done it himself.
As soon as he was completely naked, I stared at his form and wished to stare at him forever. His muscles tensed as he shifted and stroke my cheek.
I raised my head and stared into his eyes. My God, how much I love him.

"Make love to me, Severus", I whispered and cupped his cheek.

He grinned widely and lowered his head to peck my lips. In the exact same moment, he pushed into me and the wonderful feeling of being complete burned in me.
There was nothing important except for this man, whom I loved.
He set my body on fire and as he started to move, all I could do was writhing and moaning.

He groaned as I scratched his back, and let himself fall on his elbows, as I grabbed his shoulders for support. Immediately the flames on my skin intensified and spread.
Once again they built a bridge between us, a connection, we couldn't deny.
His pace became irregular, my moans getting more desperate.

He pounded harder and faster, as I yelled his name over and over again.

I stared into those black eyes and lost myself in them. My world became black and suddenly light exploded in front of me and I felt waves of energy rush through me, energy I have never felt before and he kissed me and clung to me and buried himself one more time in me, before he sunk down on my chest and my spasms died down slowly, just as the flames did.

"It gets more intense each time", he whispered against my skin.

A single tear rolled down my cheek: "Please, don't let him kill you. I cannot live without you. I won't survive this."

He fell silent, but embraced me, pulled me against him and stroke my hair.

"There is no other way", he mumbled.

"I will find one."

"Don't get yourself in danger."

"I will not let you die! I am going to do anything!"

"You are insane."

"I love you."

"As I said, you are insane."

We got back to Malfoy's Manor and sneaked to the entrance of the prison, so no one would find out, I still wasn't in there.
I stumbled down some stairs and turned around to wink at him and capture the image of his face.
As soon as the door fell shut, darkness embraced me. My heartbeat quickened.

What would be down here?

Then I heard a voice, I haven't heard for weeks: "Hello?"

"Luna!", I yelled and stumbled a little faster forwards. I couldn't see a thing.

It didn't take long for me to crash down on the floor: "Fuck!"

I gritted my teeth and pushed myself off the ground.
Pain shot through my legs and tiny flames burst out of my scar.
Looking down, an idea shot through my head. In deep concentration I closed my eyes.
It was as if the procedure was simply turned around. Energy rushed out of the rest of my body straight to my scar. It gleamed and produced a little light source.
As I opened my eyes, I could make out Luna's face. She stormed towards me.

I pulled her into a strong embrace and sighed: "Are you alright? What did they do to you?"

"It wasn't that bad", she pulled back and smiled. I saw dried blood on her forehead.

"They captured me, because they wanted Daddy to stop writing about Harry. I hope, he didn't."

"It's for your life, Luna. He would do anything to have you back", I said.

"How did you get here?"

"That's a long story. And I don't understand it really", I sighed deeply.

My head was spinning from everything that had happened and memories crashed back into my mind.

The voice of the man, who had saved me in the night, my mother had died.
The man, who had been Severus.
The pain, that had filled me, because of Bellatrix' curse.
The scar, that now covered my arm.
The bond, that connected Severus and me. The bond nobody could explain.
Why him?

Luna's voice got me back from my trance: "Your scar is glowing."

I smiled at her dreamy voice, glad that she hadn't lost it down here.
Suddenly a face appeared behind Luna. The face of an old man.

Immediately I jumped back, but Luna said: "Don't be afraid. This is Mr Ollivander."

"I am sorry. I've heard of your abduction", I said and stepped forward, offering my hand to him.

"I have heard of your destiny, Miss Fontané. It had been in all papers", he took my hand and shook it.

"That's the reason, I haven't read some for a long time", I whispered.

"Understandable", the man said, turned around and sat down on the floor.

"Do they ever get you out of here?", I asked Luna.

"Not me. But Mr Ollivander. They are asking him questions", she said dreamily.

"Questions?"

"He never talks about that."

How long I had been in that prison, I could not tell.
We did get food sporadically, so I couldn't count the days. Maybe they did it on purpose, but the more likely theory was, that they forgot about us down there.
My worry about my parents grew fast.

Where were they? Were they safe?