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Chapter 25
Hermione had gone to get ready for the beach. It was their last day in Santa Monica. She wanted to spend the day in the beach. Severus and Tom waited for her in the lobby.
"Your mother was most displeased with you." He commented to the child.
"Why?" he asked innocently. Severus was sure the boy thought he was being innocent.
"Yesterday night. You manipulated her." He remarked. "I, of course could tell. Your mum, again she would have been sorted in Gryffindor I am sure fell for your little sob story."
Tom looked down, "you could have told her. You did not."
"Let's say your mum should learn that you are not the little angel she imagines. Now if you do anything like that again I will make sure that Mrs. Barton's garden grows quickly. I will also throw in some other surprises for you." Severus said.
"Yes father." He said sullenly.
The boy's sulkiness dissipated when they reached the beach. Tom loved the water and was swimming before Hermione could set their towel down.
Severus watched as Hermione joined Tom in the water. He decided to stay put and watch his family. The man had to admit he was proud of Tom and his resourcefulness. For a few months he was afraid the boy would take after Hermione too much. Tom exceeded his expectations. He was bright, driven and loved Hermione.
He was interrupted by Tom coming back and crashing down next to him. The boy threw some sand his way. Severus arched an eyebrow.
"Come to the water with us." Tom said breathlessly.
"Where is your mother?" Severus asked while scanning the water for her.
"She went to buy ice cream. Mum said we are traveling to Mexico by regular means." Tom continued chatting.
Severus frowned. Hermione had taught of ways to make Tom repent for his supposed devious ways and so far this was the most painful way she came up with. It would be hell to travel like muggles. They would have to board trains; connecting trains at that. The Quidditch World Cup would take place in Yucatán, which according to Hermione was far enough. Tom would get to the World Cup but he would suffer extensively.
"I just want him to think twice before trying to manipulate me again." Hermione whispered last time when she thought of her wonderful idea. Severus disagreed on the sole principle that he would have to suffer as well but his witch promised various sexual favors and told him he could use as much magic as he wanted as long as it did not improve Tom's traveling conditions.
"Mum owled professor Slughorn. Did she not?" Tom asked once more.
"She did. Did mum tell you her plans to get to Yucatán?" Tom frowned up at him.
"I told you, she said muggle means. No magic at all." Severus smirked. "No magic for you. You are an underage wizard. Your mum and I however can use plenty of magic as long as we do not let the muggles see us."
It was funny to see such as handsome boy scowl like Tom. His face looked comical. "That is not fair. Mum would never do that me."
"Your mother does not take lightly to being fooled or so she tells me." Severus flipped the page of his book.
"I did not fool her." Tom said outraged or at least he pretended to be so.
Severus smiled at Hermione when she came back with two ice cream cones. She handed him a vanilla one and gave a chocolate one to Tom.
The boy thanked her. "Mum, I want to apologize for lying to you." He said carefully.
Hermione kissed his cheek, "I forgive you but we are still travelling by train. Your dad spent money for the passage to Mexico. We will talk about this once we get to Mexico City."
Tom nodded and switched the topic to Hogwarts and his grades. The boy knew how to appease the witch. Severus swam for a bit with them and then went back to his spot and maths book.
The little family travelled to Mexico early the following morning. Tom was in foul mood. Hermione kissed him good morning. "Perk up sweetheart. Only a week until we get to Mexico City." Tom forced a smile and endured the first day stoically.
Severus placed cooling charms on his person and Hermione whenever he had the chance. He saw as Tom grew uncomfortable with the train, the noises, some of the passengers brought birds and dogs that chirped and barked for hours on end. Hermione looked unruffled and did not make use of much magic. Severus made use of magic as much as he could. Tom did not even ask once during the first three days but he was completely mute for the next two days.
They were near Mexico City when Tom made his case. "Yucatán is too far away; there are no trains to go there we will have to use carriages. This is enough mum. I will not omit information from you. Can we please apparate, floo or take a portkey?"
Hermione sighed, "You do understand that you were in the wrong. I said no, your father said no and you kept insisting."
Tom narrowed his eyes, "You gave no explanation mum. You always tell me why I cannot do things. I expected this from dad not you."
Severus listened and did not say a word when Hermione turned to him for support. This was her parenting that got her in trouble. He was not advocate for explanations. Hermione huffed, "I apologize for that, but no matter and you are quite right. We will be apparating to the site later tonight. I cannot take this train anymore. Now, go to sleep for a while I'll wake you when is time for us to go." She pointed to his cot. Tom nodded and kissed her goodnight.
"A little help would have been appreciated." She said as she pointed her wand at Tom's cot. She placed a muffliato charm and transfigured the usual curtain between their cot and the child's cot.
"Not my problem." He replied and watched as she undressed. He licked his lips and waited until she came to his side. She wore her nightgown. Severus tried to persuade her once more. He kissed her neck and rolled one of her nipples. Hermione moaned and let him continue.
"Sev, stop. Tom is sleeping next to us." She turned and kissed him. Hermione pulled him closer and tangled her hands on his hair.
"I want you." He tried pin her to the cot but he miscalculated the distance and they ended on the floor. Hermione laughed hysterically. He frowned at her. Hermione kept laughing at him and rained his face with kisses.
"That's a sign." She kissed his cheek. Severus stood up and helped her up. "I promise we'll have time one we get to the quidditch site." She appeased him and kissed him some more.
"We'll have time when we get back to England and Tom is weeding Mrs. Barton's gardens. We'll give him all the chores that you want." She said earnestly.
"Fine but you will keep your promises Hermione." He whispered against her ear. She trembled. He kissed her neck more. Severus remembered what she whispered about a week ago. He reminded him in exquisite detail what she said she would do and what she promised to let him do." He could feel her tremble and blush.
"Severus." She moaned when he bit her earlobe and drew circles on her belly. "This is highly inappropriate." She lowered his hand and guided him where she wanted it to be.
He licked her ear. "Do not start something you cannot finish." He teased her. Severus wanted her to beg. Hermione rubbed her backside on him. "When we get home." She turned and kissed him more. "I'll wake you when we have to go." Hermione stood up and moved to nap with Tom. His witch was infuriating.
Severus did not take lightly to apparating at the dead of night. He barely spoke as he fashioned the illegal portkey that would take them to the quidditch camp where they would meet Slughorn.
Hermione handled the ministry officials. Severus had no time to speak to dunderheads. He was sexually frustrated and wanted this whole affair to end.
"Your mother promised you a week and a week you will get Tom." Severus replied when Tom asked if they could stay longer if the match went longer.
Tom nodded, "yes sir."
"I found a place for our tent. There are no more tickets. The match starts tomorrow afternoon." Hermione said. It was almost midnight.
"We need to find professor Sughorn." Tom said quickly.
"Sweetheart. We cannot impose on him. It is late." Hermione tried to explain.
Severus scowled deeply. "Tom is correct. His teacher asked you to contact him as soon as we arrived. We have arrived."
Hermione looked unsure, "How do you propose we find this man?"
"Easy enough dearest." Severus raised his wand and placed a locator spell. The tent was a good fifteen minutes away.
Severus led them to the Slughorn's tent. There was no doubt it was the man's place. The square had three tents. These were flamboyant and decorated in green and silver. He called upon the center tent. Horace Slughorn was younger, slimmer and certainly less bald.
"Good night. Merlin, you must be Tom's parents." Slughorn shook Severus' hand.
"Horace Slughorn; Potion's master and Slytherin Head of House. I am very pleased to meet you."
"Severus Snape, this is my wife Hermione." He shook the man's hand and introduced Hermione.
"Tom is a bright student. The brightest young man I have ever taught. You must be very proud of him." The man said affably. "Please come in. You must be tired after all the travelling."
Severus did not move an inch. "I require you give my son his ticket. As you gathered we are tired. We would like to retire as soon as possible."
"My dear Mr. Snape. The children and I plan to leave very early tomorrow for some excursions and potion ingredient exploration. We will then join the festivities for the match. I would love for Tom to join us."
Severus grew increasingly tired of being polite. He looked at his son, "do you wish to go?"
"yes father." Tom said with a smile.
Hermione looked conflicted. "Wonderful. Let me show you to your place."
"Mr. Slughorn, how many charges do you have? Will you be able to supervise all of them? I'd prefer to keep Tom by my side." Hermione let out.
"Worry not Mrs. Snape. I brought four students only. Mr. Selwyn, a sixth year, Ms. Bones a fourth year, Mr. Boot, a seventh year, Ms. McGonagall and young Tom."
Severus made an educated guess, two Slytherins, a Hufflepuff, a Ravenclaw and a Gryffindor. The best of the best it seemed. "Very well, Tom shall stay with you. We will be camping near the stream about fifteen minutes walk east. Tom knows where to find us."
Severus grabbed Tom and walked away. Hermione followed them. "Severus, I do not think this is the best idea." Severus ignored her. He was tired and wanted to fuck her and sleep until tomorrow morning.
"We will retrieve you once the match is done or when your week is up. Should anything happen use this." Severus pointed his wand and fashioned a ring. "You wear this and it will take you back home. Wait for us, only use it if you think it is absolutely necessary. I am referring to someone threatening to kill you. Behave and follow the man's directions."
He turned to Hermione "Say goodnight to your mum." Tom grinned and kissed Hermione goodnight.
"Behave sweetheart." She kissed his forehead.
"Goodnight professor." Severus walked away. Hermione hot on his heels.
She was confused but followed him. They reached their spot. Hermione unpacked their tent silently. They were done with the tent in no time.
"What was that?" She asked as soon as they stepped inside.
"You proved your point. Tom was miserable for a week and knows better than to manipulate you. I hope he learns and never does it again. Now, I doubt that the boy has learned. You made my life miserable for a week too." He undressed and got into bed.
"He is safe and you know it. He is within our reach, with a trained wizard. He will be fine. He has a portkey just in case. Get into bed." Severus patted the space close to him.
Hermione did so. He kissed her and pinned her to the bed. "You owe me witch. I have come to collect." He muttered as he tried to lower her gown and reach her knickers at the same time.
Hermione kissed him and bit his lip suddenly, "You would jeopardize our child for sex." She frowned up at him.
He kissed her. He was tired of this nonsense and wanted her to comply. Severus kissed her neck. "I said he's fine." He lowered his voice. "You are supposed to keep promises." Hermione kissed him more. She wanted him and he knew it. "We can visit him tomorrow. You can track him." Hermione helped him with her gown and tangled her hands on his hair.
"Fine, no more Tom talk." Severus moaned when she sucked on his neck.
Severus rid her of the nightgown and explored her. He took his time kissing every inch of skin he wanted. These past weeks had been filled with hurried encounters. Severus found that as much as he liked Tom he was not keen on having to share Hermione. Tom was a very time consuming child. He would remain so for at least two more terns until he discovered his interests or found his parents uninteresting or embarrassing. Severus could not wait for the boy to find them both embarrassing.
The potion's master toyed with his witch to his heart's content. Hermione had enough it seemed because she bit his belly button and uttered the most satisfying phrase, "Fuck me."
Severus groaned, he pushed into her with another satisfying growl. Hermione's face was exquisite. He moved some wayward hairs from her face and kissed her while thrusting with abandon. Severus made love to her without restrains or cares. He missed fucking her without having to mind that a child was nearby. He opened his eyes and saw as her eyes rolled back. His witch was divine and his only his. Severus kissed her neck and held her close as he slowed his pace.
"Please, don't slow down Sev. I'm close, so close." She grabbed his shoulders and squeezed.
The man smiled, "Have you any idea how amazingly beautiful you are?"
She caressed the nape of his neck. "I am pretty I guess."
Severus shook his head and continued with his paced thrusts. "You are breathtaking." He said with a smile. He stopped talking and looked at her. He invited her to look into his thoughts. Severus felt her in his mind. He put forth a mental image of her. Hermione broke the connection and beamed at him. She kissed him, a long wet and loving kiss. Severus tried to last as much as he could but soon he could feel her orgasming and he joined her soon after. Severus felt a rush of satisfaction when she cradled him and kissed his forehead. "We could have a bit of lie in tomorrow." She caressed his back and did not ask him to move.
"I don't think you fully grasp that I have accrued hours of sexual favors." He hissed close to his ear. "And it is my most honest intention to collect all payments until the boy comes back from that blasted match." Severus loved when she trembled, it was not fear but teh most pure desire to be with him to have him above while he looked into her eyes and fucked the living lights out of her.
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