Author's Note :
Hello Everyone.
I'm really sorry for the delay in updates , but for anyone who is not reading my other fictions , I've been quite down lately due to receiving a lot of hate and abuse over my other fiction Not The Same Girl , to the point where I almost put all my stories on Hiatus as it was getting so depressing to keep finding messages of hate in my inbox.
It got me really down and I was struggling to find the motivation to write , so I apologise for the delay.
Hopefully this will make up for it !
Long awaited lemons in this chapter ! (With more to follow in next chapter)
"But we need to report this incident and it seems there's only one question left to answer"
Every person's face in the room was solemn as Minerva spoke.
"Who could be the father?"
Severus's first question was to Poppy , to find if there was anyway of identifying the father.
Poppy had taken a small amount of blood , so she could compare it to a suspected father. The problem was , the inherent magic in witch's and wizard's blood / genes interfered with muggle machines , so a muggle DNA test was out . The only way of showing who the father was a magical paternity test , a charm that compared the blood of the child to the father. Severus had wanted every male student and staff member to be tested instantly , but had quickly been shot down by Minerva and Kingsley who had been called in when Minerva reported the incident. As Minister it was technically a job for the Aurors , but as a personal friend and the previous head of the DMLE it was he who was going to take care of things , to try and maintain Hermione's privacy as much as possible.
"As much as I would agree with you Severus, we cannot take blood from the students without due cause, as a potions master you should know full well the value our society places on magical blood"
"Besides" Madam Pompfrey added "I only have a small sample , enough for 2 maybe 3 tests , so you need to have a good case before you start"
"Also Severus, you cannot go scanning the thoughts of the students, memories can be tampered with and anything you illegally see in a wizard's mind would not be eligible in front of the Wizengamot"
It had not been what he wanted to hear , and had put him in a foul mood.
For the next few days Hermione didn't leave his chambers. She didn't read , she barely spoke, in fact she barely left the bed. Other than to sleep , shower or eat. Odin remained by her side unwavering.
Her absence was explained as a potions accident , one that was easily accepted by the student body as so many had seem him carrying her bloody body from the dungeons. Good behaviour was at an all time high , the general consensus was if Hermione Granger could have such a bad accident , they better pay attention. Though on the other side of the coin , morale was at an all time low. Though Severus was no longer the cruel man that he once was , it was obvious that the younger years especially were missing Hermione.
Everyone was concerned about her , the centaurs especially. Firenze came to see her with a message from Margorian , but she didn't want to see him.
Severus was a man obsessed with the thought of who had dared to do this to her. He snarled and seethed and broke things, he tried his best not to take his ire out on his students , but he docked a horrendous amount of house points and made one student almost cry. He'd felt bad about it instantly afterwards though , as the young Hufflepuff's eyes filled with tears, something that would have never happened without Hermione's influence in his life , so much so that he found himself apologising to the boy and telling him that his anger towards him had been uncalled for, much to the shock of the class. The responce from the boy shook him thoroughly.
"It's alright Professor , we're all worried about Hermione too"
Despite how quiet she'd been or how much she was avoiding people, every night she would tuck herself into his arms as they slept. He kissed her hair and wrapped his arms around her , tucking her head under his chin and wishing he could remain holding her forever.
Two weeks after that day as he'd come to think of it , thing's took a drastic turn.
He'd noted she'd been secretly watching him closely all day, though would look away when he went to look at her , only to slide her eyes back over to him when she thought he was no longer looking. She continued shooting him calculating glances throughout the day, which was rather peculiar.
She was actually looking more alert than she had in days , so he'd allow her this strange new hobby.
When he went to bed that night , he checked with her as always that she wanted him to stay , and as always she'd said yes. Turning the lights down to a single candle , he'd gotten into bed and she'd moved into his arms. Tonight for some reason , she'd moved close to him and instead of resting in her usual place, her head was buried in his neck.
Odd...but she could lay where she wanted , as long as she was in his arms.
Her hands were running softly up and down his back and she pushed with her knee , to encourage him to spread his legs. He did and she slipped hers between so they were intertwined.
She was probably cold , and getting closer for warmth.
When her hands began moving lower , until they cupped his arse and she began to nibble on his neck , he realised he was so very very wrong.
She was not cold at all. She was hot. So very fucking hot.
Fucking Merlin
She kissed and nibbled at his neck until he groaned , and he couldn't help cupping her arse and puling her a little until she was flush to him, trying his best to be respectful of her needs , but then she rocked her hips into him and he couldn't help squeezing that lucious arse a bit tighter.
With a wanton groan she pulled back , and suddenly she was kissing him.
REALLY kissing him.
Sweet fucking circe.
It was hot, intense and forceful and he was powerless to do anything but go along with it.
His cock was instantly at attention, hard and aching between their bodies at her domineering behaviour and he hissed in pleasure when her hands scratched down his bare chest.
"Fuck Hermione..."
She hummed in appreciation at his words mumbled harshly against her lips , but then grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him back into the kiss.
A strong man would have fought against her rough treatment...he of course capitulated to her whims instantly.
They snogged for a long time until he was rocking his hips into her rhythmically , pulse pounding in his cock and the tip weeping with precum as it was pinned deliciously between their bodies.
Her hands slipped under the waist of his trousers and cupped his bare arse , he thrust against her and threw his head back.
Only to nearly lose it all together when she used his moment of surrender to bite at his adams apple and push his trousers down past his hips, and push them the rest of the way with her feet.
He was now fully naked and his achingly hard cock was pressed against the soft bare skin of her thighs, as she was only wearing a pair of knickers and his shirt.
"Christ Girl" he whispered as she once more attacked his neck.
With her body once more pressed flush against him , he felt her pebbled nipples digging into his chest and fought the urge to rip the shirt straight off her.
He hadn't realised his hands were actually fisted in the fabric , and his need must have been clear in his eyes because after a particularly hard nip to his neck , she traced the shell of his ear with her tongue , before whispering deep and sultry in his ear. "Tear it off"
With a growl his arms flexed and all the button's gave way on the shirt , skittering across the bed and landing on the floor with soft clicks.
He could do nothing but moan and pull her sweet body to him, mimicking her actions of nibbling his neck.
Clad only in a pair of knickers, her lucious body was exposed to him and at the sight of her gorgous tits he wanted nothing more than to bury his face in her chest and taste her until she screamed his name.
They continued to kiss with intent and it stepped up a notch when her hand reached between them and began to palm his cock. With a growl he was about to push her backwards into the bed , as they were both still on their sides facing each other , when something int the back of his mind screamed that might not be a good idea.
It took him a few moments to realise why , especially with her pert nipples digging into his chest and her hot wet knickers now pressed up against his hard cock.
When he did remember, he came screeching back to reality and froze instantly.
She sensed the change in him and questioned "Severus ?"
He looked down to her , ready to speak only to let out a torturous moan at the sight of her looking thoroughly debauched.
Here she was , more or less naked in his arms , Her hard nipples and wet pussy pressed against him , eyes dilated and around , hairs mussed and lips swollen with kisses. She was absolutely breathtaking.
"We should stop" He whispered. His cock would never forgive him, it might even go on strike.
"Why?" She whimpered plaintively, and he could see the hurt in her face.
"You don't want this you're not ready..."
But he didn't get to finish what he was going to say as with an honest to god growl that made his cock jump in appreciation , she'd pushed him onto his back so that she was straddling him and wandlessly lit more candles so she could see him better.
"No Severus, what I want is to be in charge of my own body,, my own choices and my own feelings again."
She emphasised it with a hard prod in the middle of his chest that made his cock lurch against her.
"I refuse to let this bastard ruin my life and make me afraid of my own body and my own partner."
Another slap to his chest and his balls were aching pleasantly at her fury. Fucking Circe.
"I will not allow anyone to make decisions about my body for me ever again , I am a strong and independent witch and I swear to god Severus if you give me any more shit about me not being ready , so help me Merlin I will hex you and bind you to this bed and have my way with you! I am not going to let this fucking monster ruin sex for me, not when I have wanted you for so long. Now we are going to have sex and we are going to enjoy it and then we might do it again just because I want to and I choose to!"
Fuck she was glorious, This was the fire he'd been missing , the fire that bastard had nearly snuffed out. She was naked upon him , all wild hair , milky skin and luscious curves. Her tits were moving as her breath heaved and her eyes were ablaze with righteous anger. The Gryffindor lioness that was perched upon him and threatening him was a sight to behold.
"Well when you put it like that..." he didn't get to finish as with another growl she'd launched herself at him and almost angrily kissed him.
They kissed passionately , all teeth and tongues and then she sat back until she was resting on his thighs. He'd gone to sit up with her but she'd placed a hand on his chest and he'd felt her surge of magic push him back into the bed. He had the sudden realisation she'd used a sticking charm to keep him on the bed.
"Minx" her growled with a raised eyebrow
"Are you complaining ?" She shot back from her position above him .
When his cock jumped as though attempting to reach her, she mirrored his eyebrow and he could do nothing but smirk back.
Oh yes, she had his number.
He nearly bit off his tongue in the next moment when he grunted out in shocked pleasure as without hesitation her hot little hand wrapped firmly around his thick cock and began to inexpertly stroke him.
"Fucking HELL" He groaned and began panting harshly , when encouraged by his reactions she'd tightened her grip on him and began to pump him faster.
"Do you like that ?" She whispered roughly and he could do nothing but groan and nod frantically , as words currently escaped him .
He reached for her , but she slapped his hand away and he bucked into her other hand in responce to her rough manner.
"CHRIST Hermione" He was groaning as once more she tightened her grip. It was a little too hard and a little too fast now , bordering on painful.
In other words it was perfect.
"Fuck girl you need to stop ...if you want me to...if you want..." His words broke off into a strangled moan as She shook her head no at him and when he instinctively began to rock his hips into her grasp.
"You don't make the decisions, tonight I'm in charge Severus" She whispered hoarsley to him , it was a challenge and a question all in one statement , it was daring him to question it and asking him if it was alright. How could he say no ?
"Fuck Yes, you are " He whimpered and arched into her touch.
His hands were fisted into the bedsheets either side of him as her hand was stroking him firmly.
"Fuck I need to...I need...oh gods Hermione.."
She was biting her lip in concentration as her eyes were on his throbbing cock in her hand.
Her movements were inexpert but confident and firm and the whole thing was just so damn erotic he wondered where all his self control had gone.
He was sweating , arching into her hand and breaths coming out in pants.
Something seemed to click in her head , and with a whispered spell he didn't quite hear , her movements were suddenly slick and more fluid.
"GODS! OH FUCK PLEASE HERMIONE!...I need to...oh fuck...fuck...fuck"
His balls were tightening and drawing against his body , his cock thickened and throbbed in her hand and he felt the pull of his orgasm in time with her pulling his cock,
His whole being was centred on her movements on his cock , firm strokes along length.
She was pumping him hard and fast , her movements now slick with the lubrication and he could feel her grinding herself against his leg a bit.
Up..down..up..down..up...up..up.. .up
"I'm going to ...I'm ..Oh ..OH FUCK!"
"Yesss...do it" She hissed.
Permission granted
His back bowed as he threw his head back and thrust into her hand , she continued to milk him as he screamed himself hoarse and sprayed pulse after pulse of his cum all up his belly and chest.
Coming back to reality at the feel of her magic gently cleansing his body of all his issue , he took stock of the situation.
He was currently spelled to the bed , with a sinfully hot witch perched atop him who was half his age , naked with the most lucious tits he'd even seen in his life , looking like she wanted to devour him , and he was totally boneless because he'd just had the most intense and satisfying orgasm of his life, from just a handjob.
He was totally and utterly screwed.