DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter.
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A/N: Thank you for the wonderful comments, especially for Chapter 33. :) I was also sad, thinking they were apart.
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CHAPTER 35: Lovers
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January 2011,
Melbourne, Australia
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**Feel your breath on my shoulder
And I know we couldn't get any closer
I don't wanna act tough, I just wanna fall in love
As we move into the night I go crazy
Thinking how it's gonna be with you baby
I don't wanna play rough, I've been loving you enough
Oh baby...**
Hermione opened her eyes upon hearing the familiar old song. That song. She smirked. It reminds her of something significant in her relationship with Severus. That was over thirteen years ago, but she could still vividly remember every detail of it whenever she hears that wonderful song. She reached out to her side, but it was empty. She frowned. Where's he? Then, she heard the flush of the toilet in their room in her parents' house in Australia. Soon, the door creaked open and Severus stepped in, wearing only his boxers. She smirked and stared at her husband with twinkling eyes. Severus caught sight of her; he never broke the eye contact as she climbed back to bed and pulled her to him. She cuddled against him. "Like what you see, my dear?" he purred against her ear.
"Very much," she replied in a seductive tone.
Severus smirked and claimed her lips with passion. She responded to him hungrily and her hands travelled to his hair and hips. With that wonderful Muggle song and her half-naked husband, Hermione suddenly felt—
"Horny, aren't you, my dear wife?" Severus teased between their hot kisses.
"It's your fault," she replied, hitting him by the arm and kissing him again... hungrily.
Severus chuckled. "I just know how you'd love to hear that song."
She frowned. "I would've loved it if I woke up with you by my side," she complained.
Severus chuckled. "Apologies, Madam Snape. I had to use the loo... But I am willing to do everything to make it up to you," he said in a hushed tone, leaving her lips to kiss her neck.
**I wanna take forever tonight
Wanna stay in this moment forever
I'm gonna give you all the love that I've got...**
"Yeah," she replied, moaning. "Better make it up to me. It's your fault that I'm so..." she trailed off when Severus's hand travelled down there.
"Wet," he finished for her. Severus pushed the spaghetti straps of her satin lace green nightwear. He buried his face below her neck.
"Uh-hum," she murmured as she felt his nose between the valley of her breasts. Merlin, I love his nose. It makes me want to...
Their moment was ruined by a loud knock on the door. "Fuck," Severus cursed, not moving. She could still feel his nose tickling her exposed skin.
Hermione giggled and pushed her husband away to fix herself as the door pounded again. "Mia? Sev?" It was Eileen's voice.
"Can't I deny my own mother for once?" Severus asked her.
Laughing softly, she shook her head. "We have plenty of time, love. For now, let's spend time with our parents. Besides, it's your birthday. She was fussing since last night for your fifty-first birthday,"
Severus shrugged. "If you say so. Open that damn door. I'm beginning to regret that I helped her gain her magic again," he said, putting on his clothes. Hermione searched for her robe and put it on before marching to the door.
After the war, Severus created a memory potion for Eileen. After a year of experimentation, Eileen finally remembered everything. Severus helped her do magic again by training his own mother. Now, Eileen happily helps the Grangers with the household chores by simply waving her wand. Eileen is now in her seventies, but still feeling young and strong; thanks to her pure magical blood. Physically, she's as young as Molly Weasley and Andromeda Tonks.
"Hello, Mother," she greeted when she opened the door. When Hermione married Severus, she wasn't comfortable calling her mother-in-law by first name, so she, just like her husband, started calling her 'mother'. Severus, on the other hand, was already comfortable addressing Hermione's parents by their first names.
"Good morning, Mia," she said affectionately, giving her a pat on the shoulder. "Where's my boy?"
Severus walked behind Hermione and Eileen spotted him instantly. "I'm hardly a boy, Mother," he said with a scowl.
"If you say so," replied Eileen. "And oh… Happy Birthday! Now, fix yourselves; breakfast is ready."
Hermione and Severus dressed properly for breakfast, but before leaving the room, Severus pulled her closely. "You owe me something, witch."
Hermione giggled. "Sure. Anything for the birthday boy," she teased, earning a tickle from her husband.
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~~SSHG~~
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July 1, 1997
Spinner's End
Severus Snape walked towards the small living room in his childhood home. He instantly removed his Death Eater robes and mask and tossed them on the empty couch. It was at the side of the couch when he spotted a small figure curled up on the settee. It was dark in the house, but he doesn't have to turn on the lights to see who it is. He cast a Tergeo on himself before kneeling before her.
Meow.
Severus turned to the other sofa and found Hermione's half-kneazle curled and eyeing him intently.
"Crookshanks," he greeted the feline. There were times that Hermione's pet would join her into his rooms. He got used to Crookshanks already and he found him a good company. But when he and Hermione are having their moments, Crookshanks would keep distance. Severus agreed that he's really ain intelligent pet.
The feline lowered its head again and went back to sleep. Severus inhaled her jasmine and rose scent, and then leaned down to kiss her forehead. His hands found her hair and waist. Hermione stirred and her eyes snapped open.
"Sev?" she asked with a frown.
"Hello," he greeted in almost a whisper.
"I thought there's a Death Eater," she said in jest.
Severus frowned. "I am a Death Eater," he reminded her.
Hermione pushed herself to sit up. They are now face to face and she cupped his cheeks. "No, you're not. You're my partner."
He smiled at her choice of word. He never wanted to be called a 'boyfriend' because first and foremost, he's not a boy anymore. Second, it would hardly fit the image of Severus Snape. "Partner, huh?" he asked, holding her hands who are still cupping his cheeks. "I like that." He moved to join her in the settee and she snuggled against him. "Merlin... I've missed you so much, Mia," he purred against her ear.
Hermione moved closer, not wanting to have a space between them and her hand tightened the grip on his shoulder. "I've missed you so much, Sev," she said with a tone of sadness. "That was the longest week of my life!"
He sighed and kissed the top of her head. "No need to be sad. We'll be together, day and night for three weeks."
Hermione looked up and smiled in appreciation. She also stoked his hair. "How are you? What have you been up to?"
"We've been doing something. The Dark Lord was pleased now that Dumbledore was gone and he's in the mood to celebrate," he replied hesitantly. As much as possible, he doesn't want to tell her what kind of celebration the Dark Lord has been doing. It will hurt her to know that they've been raiding Muggle homes; hexing and jinxing others. Thank Merlin and Dumbledore, Severus was allowed not to join his brothers in their entertainment with Muggle women. Being one of the Dark Lord's most loyal servants, he is spared from raping and torturing women because 'it is not my desire to sleep with Mudbloods'. And that he can have 'any woman in Knockturn Alley' anytime he wants. The Dark Lord considered these reasons; but Severus wasn't spared in raids.
"Will you ever tell me what kind of celebration was that?" she asked.
"No," he said firmly. "That's unimportant," he lied.
"All right," she replied. "Have you eaten yet?" she asked and Severus was glad that she brought up something else.
She knows you're lying. She doesn't want you to lie more, so she changed the subject, he told himself.
"No," he replied. "Did you prepare something, dear fiancée?"
Hermione's face flushed and smiled coyly. "I did. Er, I cooked spaghetti. I hope it's still good. As my partner, I'd like to hear your verdict regarding my cooking."
"Let's move, then," he urged her and gently pulled away to help her to her feet. They walked hand in hand (making up for the seven days they've been away from each other) to the kitchen and Hermione told him to sit down while she prepares. She served him like a dutiful housewife. Severus couldn't help himself from smiling at the thought of Hermione, fulfilling the role as Mrs. Snape.
He happily obliged when she told her to eat the pasta. He's never cooked at home. He always preferred Hogwarts food. Even at the Malfoy Manor, though he would eat Narcissa's cooking occasionally, he'd just eat out of politeness. After all, the Malfoys are his closest friends. Well, that was before the return of the Dark Lord. Severus and Lucius were good friends. Now, he only has Narcissa and Draco.
He brought the pasta into his mouth and smiled at the delicious taste that conquered his mouth. The noodles were so... soft; the sauce was so perfect that he licked his lips clean. The meat was so tender and tasty. He took another forkful to his mouth and closed his eyes to savour the taste. When he opened his eyes, he turned to Hermione who was silently waiting for his verdict. He reached for her hand and squeezed it. "My verdict: your pasta is way better than the Hogwarts cooking."
Hermione frowned. "Tell me the truth!" she complained.
"It's the truth!" he said truthfully. "The noodles were well-done and the sauce... uhm, it tastes so good. Perfect!" He leaned to plant a kiss on her lips; but when his lips reached hers, she licked his cupid's bow.
"Uhm," she murmured and groaned. "Indeed, it's good. I believe you."
Severus smirked. "You'll be the death of me, woman!" he hissed, dropping his fork to reach the back of her neck and they kissed with heated passion. Hermione was moaning like an aroused witch. Perhaps already is, Severus thought. "What a marvelous way to die."
Hermione giggled. He yanked her and she climbed to him, straddling his lap. He could feel his growing erection meeting Hermione's cloth-covered groin. He pulled her up, held her by the armpits, until her chin reached the top of his head and Severus came 'face to face' with her healthy tits. He smirked, realizing that Hermione was wearing a button-up shirt. He gently grabbed Hermione's hands and rested them to his shoulders, and then he moved his hands to undo three buttons on her shirt. Hermione did not protest, but was panting. Finally, Severus had a clear view of her cleavage and lacy, blue bra. He cupped her breasts with his hands and leaned to plant small kisses the exposed flesh on the right breast. Her skin was so soft and smooth; her jasmine and rose scent added to his arousal. He was about to pull down her bra without unhooking it, but then he noticed that its hook is right in front of him. Merlin's wet pants! Did she
"Shite!" Hermione cursed.
Severus pulled away to look up. "Did I hurt you?" he asked.
Hermione's eyes were snapped shut. She shook her head. "No. It's quite the opposite. Keep going, please," she pleaded.
Severus sniggered. "My pleasure." He resumed his ministrations. And then, his mouth travelled to the other breast, giving it the same treatment.
"Sev, please," she moaned.
"Tell me what you need," he said against her nipple.
"You," she said with difficulty. "I need you. Now!"
Severus held his witch tightly and stood up to carry her to the bedroom upstairs. The settee was closer, but he doesn't want their first love making to be uncomfortable. Arriving upstairs, he opened the door wandlessly and non-verbally. He laid her carefully on the bed and remained on his feet to remove his trousers, but Hermione sat up and reached for his belt. "Let me do that," she said softly.
Severus dropped his hands to his side and allowed Hermione to unbuckle his belt and undo the button and zipper of his trousers. He caught of Hermione's widened eyes when she saw his boxers and bulging crotch. Hermione bit her lower lip and stood up. They're now face to face; both grinning at each other. Hermione's hands travelled to the buttons of his shirt. She undid them and pulled the shirt off him. Her hands traced his torso, his scars and even his nipples. He did the same for her. He undid the remaining buttons on her shirt and tossed the garments (including her bra) on the floor. Next, he pulled off her jeans and stepped out of it, leaving her knickers. Late, I have a better plan for that, he thought. Hermione sat down on the bed and reached for his boxers; pulled them down and stared at his member. She inhaled at his length. Her hands traced his flat stomach and belly button. She leaned forward to plant kisses on his torso; his member met her cleavage and... Oh Sweet Merlin, Circe and Agrippa! It feels sooo good! I could fuck her tits right now. Shite!
"Herm...ione..." he managed to say. "Bed," he ordered.
Hermione obliged and lay on the centre of the bed. Severus crawled and positioned himself above her; careful not to put his weight on her. He leaned to kiss her and she responded. They were very wet from their kisses, but they didn't seem to mind. In fact, they craved for more. Severus's mouth left Hermione's to kiss her neck, her breasts and he was rewarded with few moans—moans which made his member harder than ever. He kissed her flat stomach and pulled her knickers off and tossed it on the pile on the floor. He held her legs and placed them on his shoulders and started kissing her down there. Severus found her clit, kissed it and used his tongue to tease her. He licked her eagerly… passionately.
"Oh shit!" Hermione cursed with a moan. "You're so... good," she managed to say.
Severus smirked and kept going, adding a finger inside her.
"There!" she yelped.
He found her g-spot and she's calling out his name. "Sev... oh... Fuck," she cursed and arched her back until it completely left the bed. "Please... I... can't take it... anymore," she said with plea.
Severus crawled back to her and their mouths meet once more. She pulled his head and kissed him soundly. "Please, I need you," she said between their kisses.
"Hermione... my dear," he whispered. "I do not wish to disappoint you."
Hermione stopped and pushed him gently. "What do you mean?" she asked with a frown.
"I'm... Er, this is my first time, too," he said with hesitation.
To his surprise, Hermione grinned from ear to ear. "Oh Sev!" she said happily and her eyes were now brimming with tears.
She didn't need to say more. Severus smiled and wiped her tears. "Are you ready?" he asked.
She nodded. "Ready." He kissed her again and parted her thighs with his hands.
He positioned between her legs, until his manhood met hers. He entered her carefully. "I'm sorry," he apologized sincerely.
Hermione closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. She dug her fingernails to his shoulder blades. They were hurting, but he doesn't mind. The pain on his shoulder blades were nothing compare to her pain down there. "Love, I need to move," he whispered when he made it inside.
Hermione opened her eyes and met his. She smiled weakly and nodded. "Please."
And so he started to thrust against her... very slowly, until they came to a rhythm and Hermione was moaning again. "Shite! You're sooo... tight," he said.
She smiled and caressed his cheeks. He started to attack her neck again and one breast. He sucked hard, teased her nipple with his tongue until her breast is very wet... as wet as her clit. She moaned louder. "Faster, Sev! Please!"
"As you wish," he said in a hushed tone and he thrust faster until she's screaming his name in the four corners of the room. Never mind the neighbourhood. They won't hear anything. "Shite, I'm coming, my sweet." He thrust harder than ever until he released his seed inside her. Severus collapsed against his witch; his mouth meeting her one breast. Hermione stroked his hair and back. He's about to get up when she stopped him.
"Don't," she said. "I want to hold you for a moment."
"I'm too heavy," he said softly.
"I'll tell you if I can't take your weight anymore," she told him. He didn't argue. If being on top of her makes Hermione happy, then he wouldn't object. After five minutes, he voluntarily rolled to her side and pulled her to him. Hermione rested her head on his chest and stroked his stomach.
Severus kissed the top of her head. "I love you."
She looked up to meet his eyes and kissed his cheek. "I love you, too."
He smirked. "I love you three."
"I love you forever." And after one more kiss, Hermione settled, curled up against him until they both fell asleep.
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A/N:
**"Forever Tonight" by: Peter Cetera and Crystal Bernard