Chapter 28: The Bruising Of Egos

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{"In Another's eyes...I'm afraid that I can't see...This picture perfect portrait...that they paint of me...they don't realize...And I pray they never do...'Cause every time I look...I'm seeing you...In another's eyes..."} In Another's Eyes, Garth Brooks & Trisha Yearwood

Mature Content Ahead...

Spare Bedroom, The Potter Residence, Wizarding World...

It began with just a simple kiss, Severus Snape had been tempted to show the saddened witch his unwavering support for her and her children and it lead to them fumbling at each other's attire until most of it littered the floor below. Rose and Hugo had been fed and put into bed since the end of the date that ended much too soon. Harry had gone to bed as well feeling he would be needed come morning when the children were up and running about. The former Potions Professor found himself shirtless as Hermione Granger ran her delicate little fingers across his pale bare chest seemingly intrigued by the numerous scars that had lined it.

"Severus." she said softly as her amber eyes filled with sympathy. "You've been through so much."

"It's not much compared to what I got out of it in the end." he tried to assure her.

"I'm so sorry." said Hermione softly.

Snape sighed as her fingers seemed to get antiquated with his bare chest. He would have been lying if he said he didn't enjoy the softness of her touch. The heat from her slender body being so close to his was starting to become much more than he could bare at the moment.

"Don't feel sorry for me witch." he said stroking her cheek with his large pale calloused hand. "I've gotten what I needed since the end of the war...and she seems to enjoy teasing to no end."

The amber eyes of the witch above him flickered with a smoldering heat before she leaned forward pressing her soft pink lips into his pale ones. They had been on the verge of giving in to their baser nature for quite some time and this strange night had been no different.

"W-Where's your wand?" asked Hermione thinking for a moment.

Snape looked up at her a bit dazed from the kiss.

"W-What?" he asked attempting to collect himself.

"Y-Your wand." she said between passionate kisses. "Where is your wand?"

Snape waved his hand in a rather lazy gesture and his wand flew onto the bed. Hermione picked it up and casually flicked it at the door locking and warding it so no one could interrupt them unless it had been a true emergency. She charmed the room so not a single sound could escape but it so that she could hear what was going on beyond the door to check up on the children. One more task to complete, Hermione tapped the end of the wand to her belly and quickly cast a contraceptive charm.

The former Potions Professor's hands found their way up her exposed belly making the warming sensation she felt from the charm spell feel much more intense.

"S-Severus." said Hermione losing herself in the pleasure of his touch.

The Potions Master's incredible height allowed him to sit up enough while keeping the young witch firmly planted on his lap as he kissed her exposed neck and chest. Hermione gasped for breath as Snape rather skillfully unclasped her bra allowing her breasts to move freely as his eager lips met them in a tender kiss.

The amber eyes of Hermione Granger had been filled with tears as she attempted to recall when the last time had been that she felt such a need for a man that she had been overwhelmed by the pleasure that merely kissing had brought her. Ron had been spending so much time with those whores that he had neglected the needs of his own wife and before she knew it, she had been left without passion or the simplest gesture of romance as the need to ensure the children had what they needed began to fill in the emptiness left by a lack of affection on Ron's part.

Snape latched onto the supple breasts of his former student, lying her down on the bed as his lean body fitted between her slender thighs.

With a soft whisper, The Potions Master had gotten rid of the last remaining articles of clothing between them, leaving each of them naked and vulnerable for the first time since their strange love affair began. Hermione had been so use to Ron and his frequent criticisms of her body that she had closed her eyes in the hopes of missing the expected look of disappointment on Severus Snape's face after all the time they had spent putting off being together.

"Hermione." said Snape softly knowing all too well what had caused her to close her eyes. "Hermione open your eyes, love."

The amber eyed witch took a breath and did as her former Professor instructed.

"You are the most beautiful witch I have ever laid eyes upon." he said softly as he kissed her neck and shoulders. "Do not ever let me see you torment yourself from the words of a foolish boy who knows nothing about women and even less about love."

Hermione let out a gasp as Snape's blood engorged cock came into contact with her sensitive flesh as he leaned down to kiss her on the lips once more.

This was it. she thought. This was what they had been waiting for.

The thunderous pounding in Snape's chest had been so loud that he believed Hermione could hear it just as easily as he could. It had been so long since he had been with a woman, he wondered if he still knew what to do. A brief moment where he was beginning to have second thoughts seemed to make itself known.

"Severus." said Hermione sensing the older wizard's hesitation. "Please."

With a groan, Snape positioned his enormous cock at the young witch's entrance and thrust forward slowly.

Hermione let out a loud moan her eyes widening at the feel of him. Snape groaned like a wounded animal feeling the heat of the young witch engulf him. Out of instinct, she closed her eyes once again, it was how she seemed to cope with the stretching when she and Ron had been in bed. Snape however was having none of it as he slowly began to thrust inside her.

"Look. At. Me." he grunted flexing his pale form as he made himself at home between her thighs.

Hermione opened her eyes once more. Amber meeting obsidian as Snape continued his long slow thrusts into the willing witch below him.

"You are mine now witch." he said, his breath ragged from holding it so long. "I can never let you go."

"I-I don't want you to." she replied meaningfully.

It was all the assurance Snape needed before he began to thrust into the young witch in earnest. The wielded dam of their lust broke and Snape found found himself pounding into Hermione as she gripped him tightly enjoying every second of it.

The headboard beat against the wall and the bed gave it's own additions to the symphony of their shared lovemaking.

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Hours Later...

Sweat poured down Severus Snape's body as he lied beside a semi-sleeping Hermione Granger. She had been lying on her belly, covering her exposed breasts in the process much to his disappointment. Her sweat soaked unruly hair had been across the equally soaked pillow as she attempted to catch her breath. He himself had been winded given his antics of the passed few hours. It had been truly something to make love to an exceptional young witch as the dawn broke over the horizon.

She had been better than his wildest fantasies.

It was difficult to imagine anyone being fool enough to not want to come home to her every night.

"Severus." said the sleepy tone voice of Hermione.

"I'm here love." said Snape scooting close to her despite the sweat dripping off the both of them.

"Tell me we're doing that again." she said with a smile.

"Oh we are most definitely doing that again." he replied. "I wouldn't mind an encore performance to tell you the truth."

"Mmmmm." said Hermione rolling onto her back and exposing those supple breasts of hers that he had enjoyed so much. "I would love to but I need to be able to walk when the children awaken."

Snape smirked.

It had been quite some time since he had gotten a compliment of that caliber.

"What can I say...I was overwhelmed by passion." he said.

Hermione smiled.

"I suppose I was as well." she said reaching up and running her hand across his sweaty chest. "Professor Snape you definitely deserve an outstanding for that performance. "

Snape found himself smirking once more as he pulled her into his arms.

"You...Miss Granger, have a lot to learn." he said kissing her about the neck as before. "I suppose I could devote all of my time to ensuring you finish your studies on my level."

"Mmmm." replied Hermione lost in the afterglow of their union. "You promise?"

"Indeed I do." replied Snape seemingly captivated by the witch in his arms.

They shared another kiss before she succumbed to sleep and he followed soon after holding her close and keeping her safe as always.

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The Following Morning...

Harry Potter had been surprised to see Hermione up cooking breakfast while Snape had been sitting at the table with the children and a cup of freshly brewed coffee. It was strange that given the passed couple of days since the divorce, Hermione had been in a surprisingly good mood. She had managed to master cooking, something that he still had been puzzled over and seemed to take her upcoming battle with Ron in stride.

"Good morning Mione." said Harry taking a seat at the table. "Good Morning Snape...kids."

"Good morning uncle Harry." said Rose pleasantly awaiting her pancakes.

"Morning Uncle Harry." said Hugo having a bit of fun with his morning orange juice.

Snape had been sipping his coffee and reading through the latest edition of The Daily Prophet. He had appeared to be in a better mood than the mornings before but largely remained silent as he continued his reading.

Harry thought it amusing to see such a young looking wizard wearing reading glasses as if he had been an old man despite his own need to wear them. His glasses of course had been sort of like an extension of his character. Snape's dark rimmed glasses were just hilarious.

"Good morning Harry." said Hermione pleasantly as she began piling food on everyone's respective plates. "Severus would you like one or two pancakes?"

"Four." he replied without looking up from his paper.

"Four?" asked the green eyed wizard puzzled. "You hardly ever eat a thing, what's got your appetite so ravenous this morning?"

Snape's obsidian eyes flickered with heat from behind The Daily Prophet. He knew exactly what it had been but neglected to give any indication to his antics with Hermione the previous night.

"Just feel like eating four." he replied in a bored tone.

Hermione smiled and piled the pancakes onto his plate and turned her attention to Hugo's plate. She slid one pancake onto it and used her wand to magically cut it into pieces. The three year old wizard turned his attention to the sweet cakes and syrup shoveling forkful after forkful into his greedy little mouth.

Rose had more manners as she began to ready her plate to eat. She knew it was tradition to say grace and wait for her mother to join the table before stuffing her face unlike her seemingly uncivilized baby brother.

"How many would you like Harry?" asked Hermione pleasantly.

"Just two please." replied the green eyed wizard.

The amber eyed witch quickly put two hot cakes onto his plate. Then she proceeded to stack three onto her own as everyone added their own sides via the platter before them on the table along with their respective drinks and condiments.

After finishing up with the cooking, Hermione sat down as they all said grace and began eating. Harry kept looking back n forth between Snape and Hermione noting all too well that something had been strange going on between them.

Snape devoured his breakfast like he had been a starving man in the middle of the wilderness. Hermione seemed to squirm in her seat as she watched him possibly forgetting that she had not been alone and quickly turned her attention back to her own plate.

The children had finished first, followed by Harry and then Snape whom had volunteered to clear the table. Hermione insisted upon helping him with the dishes, drying while he washed.

Leaving them to it, Harry decided to spend some time with the children.

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Open Field, The Burrows, Wizarding World...

Ronald Weasley sighed looking over at Harry's place with a bit of longing. He had known all too well that Hermione had been there with that strange bloke and the children. He seemed rather disappointed that Harry would allow such a thing in his sister's house given all they had done for him. The annoyed red head wizard watched as Hermione seemed to laugh more in the arms of that rude bloke Sebastian Prince.

He had known for a fact that she had not laughed quite as much as she had when she was still his wife. In fact, she seemed to go out of her way to suck the fun out of almost everything but with this Sebastian, she was having the time of her life.

A bit of cold rage set in as Ron made his way through the open field and caught a glimpse of Hermione running from Harry's porch with Sebastian chasing after her. They frolicked in the high grass unaware that Ron had been there watching the entire time.

"I've missed this." said Hermione softly. "This simple intimacy that comes from being with you...it's almost indescribable."

"Is it really?" asked Sebastian with a smile.

Hermione caressed his sallow pale cheek and before Ron knew it the two of them were snogging like hormonal teenagers. He thought he was going to be sick as he watched Sebastian unbutton Hermione's blouse and she do the same to his shirt.

The red head wizard had been positively caught off guard as he watched the two of them transfigure a simple blanket for the two of them to use as they lied together amid the grass covered field.

Ron could hardly believe it as they exchanged passionate kiss after passionate kiss. It was strange to see Hermione so full of passion and drive by her desire for this strange wizard. She unbuckled his belt and managed to get him out of his trousers.

The urge to vomit had been upon Ronald Weasley before he knew it and he found himself rushing off into the distance to rid his stomach of all it's contents.

Hermione began to laugh as Snape joined her lying back onto the transfigured blanket.

"So much for our little exhibitionism stunt." she said amused.

"Indeed." agreed Snape taking her hand in his and kissing it.

"That will teach Ron to keep his nose out of my business." said Hermione.

"I highly doubt that." replied The former Potions Master. "But it most certainly bruised his overdeveloped ego."

"Good enough." replied Hermione still pleased.

"I believe Potter requires our help with the children." said Snape.

"It's almost too bad we were only putting on a show for Ron." said Hermione biting her bottom lip like so many times before.

"Yes..." agreed Snape seemingly mesmerized by her antics. "Of course there is always tonight."

"Until tonight then." said the amber eyed witch condensing her newly awakened passion into a kiss.

They both got to their feet correcting their respective attire and headed back into Harry Potter's house.