A/N: Thank you all so much for sticking with me! I appreciate the reviews! Thank you, to my beta, debjunk!
Warning! Sexual content in this chapter…
Chapter 21
They got back into their routine. Severus would even help her with her reading for the upcoming school year. When she asked about his conversation with Lucius, he would just say it was taken care of, and she had nothing to worry about.
But something deep down told her that wasn't the end of it, and she told him as much. He would shrug and change the subject. She let it go, but she vowed to never find herself alone with Lucius Malfoy.
July 1, 1996
As they ate breakfast on Monday, Severus asked her if she would like a different scenery for dinner that night.
"I'd rather avoid dinners with anymore of your friends, Severus," she said quietly.
He chuckled.
"No, I wanted to know if you would like to have dinner with me at The Three Broomsticks tonight…if you're up to being seen with me, that is."
She smiled and nodded her head. "I'd love to, and there's nothing wrong with being seen with you," she said placing her hand over top his.
He smiled at her.
After breakfast he was attempting to teach her how to not only Occlude but to place a false memory as well.
"So, just pull something from my imagination?" she asked him.
He nodded.
"Anything?"
Again, he nodded. "Anything you'd like," he said.
She thought for a second before taking her stance.
"Ok, I'm ready."
He looked at her and whispered. "Legilimens."
At first, she blocked him out completely, before he started to see her fake memory.
Severus walked from behind his desk in his classroom. Hermione stood at his desk with parchment in one hand and a potion bottle in the other.
"You dare to question my markings, Miss Granger?" he sneered at her.
She visibly gulped before lifting her head and meeting his eyes.
"You know I deserve better than a mere acceptable. I let it go when you gave me an E even though we both know it should be an O!" she hissed at him.
"Is that so?" he said, his voice husky.
"Yes, it is," she said quietly.
He came around behind her and placed both hands on either side of her on the desk, trapping her.
"And how, do you wish to remedy this?" he asked in her ear.
She shuttered. "Oh, I…I…" She couldn't think of anything coherent to say.
He chuckled in her ear. "Oh, I…is all you can come up with?" he asked as both hands came to rest on her thighs.
"Professor?" she whispered.
"If I change your grade, what will you give me?" he whispered, his warm breath caressing her ear.
"Anything," she said her voice raw.
"Anything?" he asked.
She nodded her head.
"Say it," he said hoarsely.
"Anything, I'll give you anything," she moaned.
He chuckled as his left hand roamed under her skirt and found her knickers, soaked.
"Anything, indeed…lean over the desk," he commanded softly.
She slowly leaned over the desk, rubbing his growing erection with the back of her thighs.
He hissed at the sudden contact. He pushed her down against the desk with his right hand.
"Yes," he growled out.
He flicked his hand, and her knickers disappeared. He flipped her skirt up, smacking on her arse cheeks. She moaned, and he growled as he watched it jiggle. She pushed back against him.
"Are we getting impatient?" he asked.
She only whimpered. He let go of her just long enough to unbuckle his belt, he opened his trousers and shoved them down along with his underpants to rest around his ankles.
He leaned over her, positioned his throbbing cock against her entrance. He gripped her hips.
"If you are as talented in this as you are in your school work, I'm sure it'll be an easy O for you," he said silkily into her ear before he slammed into her.
Severus stumbled backwards; it took a lot of his strength to pull from Hermione's mind. He couldn't stop watching, but he had to before it went too far…and it did-go too far.
He leaned over, hands on his thighs, trying to calm his racing heart.
Why? Why did she have to imagine such a scenario? Did she want that from him?
Never mind why. How about where? Where would she learn such things? Unless she's really not a virgin?
His head shot up to look at her. She was gasping for air, her chest rising and falling quickly.
"Why would you pick something like that?" he asked her.
She took a deep breath.
"I wanted to make something believable should You-Know-Who ever get to me and…" she stopped as her eyes landed on the crotch of his trousers.
"What?" he asked before he looked down and saw the very visible tent on his trousers.
His hand flew to cover it, and he quickly strode out of the room into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
He stood at the sink, his hands resting on the counter.
"What is she doing to me?" he asked aloud.
He looked at his reflection in the mirror, prespiration on his brow.
"Cold shower, cold, need cold," he muttered.
Turning around, he went over to the shower, turned the cold water on, and pulled the tap to start the shower. He quickly disrobed and stepped in. His teeth chattering at the freezing cold temperature, but it didn't take long for his erection to deflate. He quickly turned up the temperature to stop his shivering.
He washed up, trying to push those images out of his mind. Rinsing off, he stepped out and towel-dried. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he opened the door. He headed into the bedroom to find Hermione slowly going through her clothes hanging up in the closet.
He stepped into the room, going over to the dresser and pulled open a drawer.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking," she said quietly.
He couldn't look at her without seeing those images again.
He sighed, "Let's just forget about it," he said quietly.
"Ok," she said and left the room.
SSHGSSHGSSHGSSHGSSHGSSHG
As Hermione walked into the sitting room, Dobby popped in.
"Oh, hello, Dobby! What brings you over?" she asked.
"Dobby has a letter from Miss Ashley," he said holding it up.
"Oh! Thank you so much Dobby!" She took the letter from him and ripped it open.
She curled up on the couch and started reading.
Hermione,
I miss you so so much! Thank you so much for inviting me to the wedding. I can't wait to see you and even Severus. I promise I wont tease him about you checking out his junk. You, however…we need to speak in person. What do you think you're doing looking down there if you're not going to do anything about it! I'm sure the poor man was bloody worked up… Well when I see you next AND if you're ready for the next level, I'll tell you what to do. Anyways, I'll see you soon! Sending all my love to you…and give Severus a hug from me!
Ashley
Severus walked in as she was folding up the paper; Ashley, being Muggle, didn't use parchment like they did.
"What's that?" he asked.
She smiled and waved him off. "Just a letter from Ash. She's excited about the wedding."
"I don't understand why you two just don't go. I'll be fine by myself," he said.
She laughed at him.
"Well too bad. If I want my husband to go, he goes. Haven't you ever heard the expression; Happy wife, happy life?" she asked amused.
He scoffed but didn't say anything. He went over and poured him a small amount of firewhiskey.
"Should you really be drinking this early?" she asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Laughing softly, he sat down on the couch.
"It's my summer vacation, give me a break."
She huffed at him but instead said, "Well, Ashley wants me to give you a hug from her, but I don't think that's a good idea right now."
He quirked an eyebrow at her, "perhaps later," he smirked.
"So, what do you want to do before we have to leave for dinner?" she asked quickly.
"Since you seem to understand the concept of Occluding and placing a false memory, I thought we could just relax. No work, no worries." He shrugged looking over at her.
She laughed softly. "No work, when do I ever not work?"
He smiled. "I have no idea. Speaking of which, when we go back to the school, there's a project I have to work on, and if you'd like, I could use your assistance."
Nearly bouncing up and down she nodded her head vigorously.
"Yes, yes, yes! Why can't we start now? What is it?" she asked rapidly.
He chuckled at her enthusiasm, "Albus insists we enjoy our honeymoon before we do any work," he said softly.
"Oh." She laughed. "I don't know how to relax."
Laughing he sipped on his drink. "Neither do I," he said more to his glass then to her.
At five-thirty, she got dressed and went into the bathroom to straighten her hair. Thanks to Lavender's spell, she put her hair in a high pony-tail with some curls cupping the sides of her face.
She walked into the sitting room where Severus was waiting for her. Of course, it didn't take him long to get ready, black trousers, black shirt. Simple.
He looked up at her and shook his head. "Red? Really?"
She spun around slowly, the dress rising a little around her thighs. A red dress with white flowers, tank top sleeves, and it came about mid-thigh on her.
"I could transfigure the flowers to be gold instead of white, if you'd like," she teased him.
He chuckled as he stood up. "I'd rather spew. Do you want your cloak?" he asked.
She thought for a few seconds before shaking her head. "No, I should be fine. We're not going that far."
They left the cottage, and she hooked her arm in his as they walked up towards the main road. As they came up by The Hogs Head, a few people walking about turned their heads in their direction.
"Is the staring ever going to stop?" she asked quietly.
"In about a year, I'm sure," he said as they walked down the street to The Three Broomsticks.
"By then we should be divorced, and then the stares would start all over again," she sighed.
He wrinkled his nose, as if thinking about the future. He opened the door for her and stepped in behind her.
"Hermione! I wasn't expecting to see you this summer!" Madam Rosmerta's voice rose through the room.
"Hello Madam Rosmerta! It's so nice to see you!" Hermione said with a smile.
Madam Rosmerta came around the bar and pulled Hermione into a tight hug.
"I sure hope this gentleman has been treating you right," Rosmerta said once she pulled back and looked over to Severus.
"Oh, he's an angel," Hermione said as she pulled Severus forward by the arm.
Madam Rosmerta looked Severus up and down.
"He always has been, though he denies it. So, are you two here for the party?" Rosmerta asked them quickly.
"Party?" They both asked.
"Hagrid's going away party. Albus planned a surprise party for him," Rosmerta said excitedly.
"I don't think…" Severus started before the doors opened up and Minerva walked in.
"Oh! Severus, I didn't know you'd be here! I'm sure Hagrid would enjoy seeing Miss Granger before he leaves," Minerva said as she made her way over to the trio.
Hermione cleared her throat. "It's Madam Snape now, Professor. And what is this about Hagrid leaving?" she asked.
Minerva nodded her head. "Oh, yes. I'm going to have to get used to that. Severus, you didn't tell her? Albus told me you and he talked about Hagrid leaving."
Severus lowered his head. "He did. I…we've just been busy I haven't had the chance."
Rosmerta nodded her head quickly. "Been enjoying that honeymoon of yours, have you?" she winked at Severus.
Hermione blushed.
Minerva hurried the conversation. "Well since you're here, you will be staying, yes? I'd love to catch up with Miss Gran…um Madam Snape." She smiled.
Hermione looked over at Severus who was looking at her.
"Do you want to stay?" he asked her.
"Only if you do," she replied.
He nodded. "Firewhiskey for me Rosmerta, and a…" he looked over at Hermione.
"Butterbeer, please," Hermione finished.
"Yes, and Minerva?" Rosmerta asked, looking at the older lady.
"Brandy, if you please," Minerva said as she hooked her arm through Hermione's and guided her to the far end of the place.
"If you don't know, Severus likes his corners," Minerva whispered to Hermione.
Hermione giggled as sure enough, Severus strode past them and took a chair against the wall.
"So, tell me, how are the both of you?" Minerva asked as they all sat down.
Severus grunted. Hermione smiled.
"Oh, we're going fine. Severus has actually been helping me with the upcoming school year." Hermione threw a sly smile over at him.
He simply shrugged, looking innocent.
Rosmerta came over with their drinks as a handful of people came in. Hermione looked over and saw Professors Hooch, Sprout, Flitwick, Grubbly-Plank, Vector and Trelawney. Hermione shuddered.
Severus smirked and leaned over. "If you're lucky, she'll give you a prediction," he murmured in her ear.
Hermione's blush wasn't missed by Minerva, who stood up and waved everyone over.
After a few surprised hellos to Hermione and nods to Severus-which he returned as well-they all settled down. Drinks came over and Rosmerta said food would be out just as soon as Hagrid came.
Poppy came in and hurried over. "They're coming!"
Everyone hushed and waited for the door to open. Once it did, everyone, with the exception of Severus, yelled "SURPRISE!"
Hagrid brought a hand to his chest, his eyes started to water.
"Oh, this is a surprise, this is. Ya even managed ter get Hermione here!" His massive hands wiping at his eyes.
Rosmerta brought over a really big glass of mead for Hagrid as platters that were on a table against the wall filled with food.
"Ello, there Hermione." Hagrid came over and pulled her into a hug as she stood up.
"Hagrid, I'm so sorry to hear you're leaving."
Hermione tried to hug him back but couldn't get her arms halfway around the half-giant.
Hagrid pulled back and nodded his head as she sat back down.
"It's fer the best. You know Madame Maxine and I are gettin' married, and she can't leave the school like I can," he said.
Hermione noticed his eyes brighten up at Madame Maxine's name.
She smiled and nodded her head. "Oh, I'm so happy for you two," she said.
"And, uh, how are yeh doing with…you know," Hagrid wiggled his eyebrows as he nodded over to Severus.
"Oh, it's going wonders actually. I know Harry and Ron always talked to you about their…distrust of him, but he's not like he is in class." Hermione smiled.
"Yes, well, yeh didn't hear it from me, but…" He leaned over to whisper in Hermione's ear. "…he's a good one to put your trust in." Hagrid straightened and nodded his head.
"I'm going ter go get meself something to eat. Make sure yeh do too, Hermione. Can't have yeh wastin' away. Good ter see yeh, Professor," Hagrid said to Severus as he came up to them.
"Hagrid," Severus said as he nodded his head at the man.
Severus waited until Hagrid was out of ear-shot before he looked down his nose at Hermione, he quirked one eyebrow.
"What?" she asked as she stood up.
"Why was Hagrid bent over you?" Severus asked.
Hermione waved him off and laughed.
"Severus, don't tell me you're jealous of Hagrid!" She smiled.
Her smile faltered when Severus crossed his arms and stared at her.
"You're serious?" she sighed. "If you must know…"
She placed her hands on both his forearms and stood on her tip toes, to be able to reach his ear.
"Hagrid said, you're a good one and to trust you," she whispered into his ear.
Severus shuddered as her warm breath caressed his ear.
"People are staring, Hermione," he said.
She laughed. "And? I don't care what people think Severus. I'd snog you right here if I wanted to." She set back down on her feet.
He smirked. "I'd tell you to prove it, but I'd know you'd do it. And, this is Hagrid's night, not ours," he said.
"I'm going to get something to eat, you coming?" she asked him.
"Right behind you," he said.
It was nearing ten when Hermione walked over to Severus, still sitting in the corner.
"You don't mingle much do you?" she asked with a smile.
He swallowed the last of his firewhiskey and arched his brow at her.
"When have you ever seen me mingle?" he asked.
As she thought about it, a yawn escaped her.
He stood up. "I think it's time we take our leave."
She nodded as she tried to stifle another yawn.
He put his arm around her waist, and they made their way over to Hagrid.
"We're leaving Hagrid. I'm really going to miss you," Hermione said and attempted to give him another hug.
"Oh!" Hagrid gave her a bone-crushing hug that lifted her off her feet. He set her back down and let go.
"Sorry bout thah! Tell Harry and Ron I'm sorry I couldn't see them before I left," Hagrid said as his eyes watered.
"Hagrid, I'm sorry to see you go, but happy for you as well," Severus said as he held out his hand.
"Oh, Professor!" Hagrid ignored Severus's outstretched hand and pulled him into a hug as well. "Thah means a lot ter me."
Hagrid let go of Severus, who seemed shocked at such a display of affection.
"Come on," Hermione said as she took a hold of Severus's hand and started pulling him towards the door.
"Good night!" she called out to the room.
A chorus of "Good nights" were heard as they both stepped out of The Three Broomsticks.
A gust of wind blew by.
"Oh!" Hermione said and rubbed her arms.
Severus looked over at her as he tried to straighten out his robes.
"I didn't realize we'd be leaving so late," she said trying to rub the goosebumps away.
She looked at him as he unbuttoned his cloak.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
He took off his cloak and draped it over her shoulders.
"What kind of husband would I be if I let my wife freeze?" he asked softly.
She smiled and huddled against his warm cloak.
"Thank you, Severus." She smiled at him.
"Let's get home." He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close to him.
A/N: Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Here is Hermione's dress…nothing special.
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