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Chapter 55

Her husband had a varied musical taste. He loved Led Zeppelin but he also enjoyed Elton John. He liked Bob Marley and knew all the ABBA songs on the radio. Severus could easily listen to Elvis Presley and then switch to bossa nova. One thing was clear. He liked going to concerts and partaking on the occasional marijuana. Her husband of forty-two years liked drugs and booze as the kids called it. Severus enjoyed following Led Zeppelin and getting stoned.

It was a revelation, that first concert was eye opening. She had come from work that day and found her husband ready to go. He wore black jeans and a plain black t-shirt. "I need you to make the face changes." Severus said with a smirk.

Hermione made him look younger while lengthening his hair. She changed into blue jeans and a white blouse. He kissed her deeply and off they were to Madison Square Garden.

Severus brought them two beers and smoked freely. He offered some to her which she refused. "I do not partake." She said primly. Severus shrugged "suit yourself." He danced, sang and then took her hand by the end of the concert. Drunk Severus was amorous. She knew that and loved it. Drunk Hermione loved it when he looked at her with unfocused eyes. Drunk and high Severus not only was amorous but he had zero inhibitions. She moaned when they exited the arena and he pushed her to an alleyway. "I'm going to fuck you against this wall." He nipped at her earlobe.

Hermione trembled and let him unbutton her jeans. "Fuck you're wet already." He turned her and Hermione felt the cold wall on her face. She was too far gone to care about how filthy it could be. Severus lowered her jeans and moved her panties aside. "Hermione." He said once he entered her. It was quick. Severus maybe lasted a third of his usual time. Hermione did not come that time. She kissed his lips and then they apparated. She apparated them home. Severus was not done with her. He took them to the shower. His eyes were dilated. She realized then, Severus lowered his gaze to her sex and pushed her to the shower wall. He licked her quickly. Severus fingered her and then bit her hip.

"Sev what did you do?" She moaned when he looked up on his knees.

"Just some coke." He said and proceeded to lick her until she begged him to fuck her.

Severus smirked and entered her swiftly. She had half a mind to ask him to stop but he felt so good inside of her and maybe she was too drunk. Severus slammed into her and she rolled her eyes when he hit her clit. "Fuck me Sev."

"I'm trying my best." He growled and bit squeezed her left tit.

Hermione tightened her hold on his hair, "No more coke. Just tonight."

Severus nodded, "I swear, now, let me fuck you like I want to." She gasped when took her to bed and fingered her until she cried out once more. He made her come maybe three times and the fourth time was a little painful. He finally finished on her belly that time.

Hermione woke up the next morning to Severus throwing up. She stretched and saw as he flushed down some bile. "No potions." She said and offered him some weak tea.

"I feel like shit." He said and spat the tea. "I am not a child."

"Serves you right." She frowned and kissed his forehead. "No more cocaine."

Her husband nodded, "I thought it would be nice but fuck it's not worth it."

"I'm glad you think so dearest." She said and cared for him that day. She kissed down his pants that night and took him into her mouth.

"Hermione." He moaned and tightened his hold on her hair. She moved up and took him inside of her. Severus flipped them and made sure she came before finishing. "I like my Severus best." She said and let him play with her hair.

Hermione went to concerts with him. He enjoyed them and so did she. The witch did not care so much for Led Zeppelin but she enjoyed the Elton John concert and the occasional Rolling Stones. Severus' eyes sparkled every time he went to them.

She hugged his middle as they walked back home late one night. It was 1976. "Severus, how did you learn about Led Zeppelin?"

Severus laughed as they walked, "my father. We had a radio. He liked to listen to it and one night after he and my mum rowed. I took it. I was going to smash it and then Babe I'm gonna leave you came on. I stopped and listened. It soothed me."

Hermione felt for him, "how old were you?"

"Ten I think. I became obsessed after that. My father let me listen to them. My mother hated them so it gave my father pleasure." He said a little bitterly.

Her poor Severus. Hermione learned that Severus had a very unpleasant childhood. It never ceased to amaze him how much of good father he was to Tom. Hermione did not think he would ever be. Sev let some things slip here and there. She knew that Tobias beat him on several occasions. She knew that Eileen resented him and belittled him. She knew that her poor Sev was neglected as a child.

She stopped on her tracks and kissed him. "I love you so very much." She said and gave him a big smile.

Hermione loved when his eyes crinkled, he had a few wrinkles. Her Sev looked forever thirty-eight but Professor Snape had aged prematurely and not even forty-two years of a new life could take those wrinkles away.

"You are the light of my life." He said as they walked back to their little apartment in the village.

Hermione loved New York better. She told Sev that she was done with traveling. They were at the park and she smiled when she saw twin girls playing with a dog.

"I want to stay in New York." She said while they ate their lunch.

Severus nodded, "I like it here too." He said and kissed her hands. She looked at the young girls longingly. She missed Tom when he was little.

She was proud of him. Tom was now running to become Minister of Magic. He would be, some day. Hermione was not scared of that anymore. Ten years ago, when they were still in South America, she would have shivered. Tom and Minerva were good to each other. They complemented each other. Minerva kept him together, kept him happy and sane. Severus did not check the watch anymore. They trusted him. Tom was a muggle lover through and through. He passed laws that were pro muggle born. She was immensely happy but she missed her little boy.

"I miss him too." Severus said gently.

Their son wrote. He sent pictures and they called on the phone. He had not visited in years. Not since that birthday when they were in Australia. Hermione wanted to see him. She wanted to see Tom. "Should we try for one?" Sev continued just as softly.

The witch kissed his hand, "Sev, when was the last time you used a spell or I drank a potion? Dearest, I don't think we can." She said with sad eyes.

Severus nodded, "I can tell that you want one. I have seen it for years. We could adopt."

Hermione shook her head, "my love, nothing would make me happier than raising another child with you but imagine us doing this again. They grow up and then refuse to see us. We don't age Sev. You are wrong, it's not that I want one. I want our Tom, our boy. I miss him."

He kissed her, "we'll give him a little bit of time. He will come back to us."

She came home one night and found Severus transformed. It was a twenty-year-old version of himself. "Sev, what have you done?"

"I drank a rejuvenating potion. It lasts five hours. Pack your things dearest. We are going to London." He said while she blinked.

"Get that blasted beaded bag of yours and pack some clothes. We're seeing Led Zeppelin and then going to see our son." He said quickly.

Hermione did not think about it twice. "Should I make myself look younger?"

Sev pulled her close and touched her arse, "darling, you'll have me arrested if you make yourself look younger. I already feel like you are a teenager. I'll make you look older." Severus produced a potion. They now looked twenty.

Hermione kissed him. She was happy. "I am going to suck you dry after that concert." She whispered and pinched a nipple. "We have to take a portkey. I know we hate it but we have to. The concert is in two hours."

She nodded and changed into a flower print dress. Severus remained in black. He fashioned the portkey out of an old chair. She grabbed her beaded bag and off they were. It was late May. Hermione inhaled deeply. She smiled at Severus. This was home. England. They were back, if only for a brief time.

They made it to the arena. Severus bought them good tickets. They were in the crowds, singing, drinking, dancing. Severus smoked and got happily stoned. Hermione did not mind. She was in such high moods that she "partook."

Severus kissed her hard, "I've finally corrupted Ms. Goody Two Shoes Granger." He whispered as they swayed to Going to California.

She tiptoed and kissed him, "Professor, you've done a fine job for years."

He laughed and kissed her some more. "Let's go to Hammersmith tonight. Spend some time home and then see Tom." He said after a while.

Hermione knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to fuck her in their bed. They loved that house. She nodded, "I want you to fuck me in the potions' classroom." She smoked some more and felt relaxed against him.

The rest of the night passed by slowly and quickly. Hermione enjoyed singing Stairway to Heaven and Heartbreaker. Severus kissed her hard and they ran out of the arena. "I think we should take the tube." Hermione giggled.

Severus laughed alongside her, "I should have gotten you stoned sooner." They walked alongside the streets, with hundreds of others.

Hermione could never tell how they made it to their Hammersmith home. Severus moved his wand to the side and the door opened immediately. She kissed him quickly and noticed that their height difference was not so great and that his shoulders were not a big. She smiled at her husband and continued kissing him.

"Fuck Hermione." He said with a soft gasp. They were about to go up the stairs and finish their night when two wands pointed at them. It was her son and daughter in law.

"Mum." Tom said carefully,

"Well, who else could it be? Lower your wand boy, that's not the way to greet your parents." Severus said while trying to stifle a chuckle.

Tom blinked at him. Hermione noticed her husband. He looked younger. Her lover looked like a teenager.

"Sev, you may have overdone it with the rejuvenating potion." She said and kissed his teenage lips.

"I look older than you. How scandalous." She gasped. There were peals of laughter bubbling inside of her. She could not make eye contact with her Sev.

"Minnie, could you please get us some soberup potions? Thank you." Tom said softly.

Severus sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to him. "Our darling boy will make us act like the responsible adults we are." She stage whispered and sat by him.

Minerva came up with potions. Hermione drank hers in three gulps and took a look around the room. Minerva and Tom made Hammersmith their home. There were pictures of the two of them and Minerva's nieces and nephews. There were pictures of them when they were younger. Hermione saw herself and Sev. Tom between them looking solemn. Hermione would love to take another picture like that. She also saw other pictures of their travels. Hermione on a camel while Severus smirked by the side. Severus laughing at the camera with black shades on while Hermione took his picture. She remembered that time. They were in Colombia, the country's humidity made her hair look ten times bigger. Severus could not help but laugh at her.

She smiled at her son. He looked so impossibly old. Tom wore a night-robe as did Minerva. "We missed you so much." She said and hugged him. Tom hugged her back. "Mum, I think there's something wrong with dad. You also, you look younger." He said and then they both looked at Severus who continued to look sixteen years old.

Hermione smiled, "it's just a rejuvenating potion." Severus stood up. He was shorter now at least a head.

"Dearest, when are the potions going to wear off?" She asked him with a grin.

Severus rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"

"It's three am." Minerva supplied.

Severus frowned, "they should have worn off two hours ago." Hermione frowned.

"Sev, you look sixteen." She said carefully.

"I aimed to look twenty." He said and ran upstairs to their bathroom. Hermione followed him.

"Bloody Hell. I look fucking sixteen." He gasped and touched his face. There were no lines, his nose looked bigger. He looked like the pale teenager Hermione swore he had been.

Hermione laughed and Severus turned to her, "You look sixteen too."

"This is impossible." He said and touched her face.

Hermione hugged him. "This is so very strange. What do we do?"

Severus looked at her, "this is temporary. It has to be, I made a mistake."

Hermione frowned and pulled back, "Sev, you never make any mistakes when brewing. Let me try something." She pulled her wand out of her pocket and aimed at him. She recited the old spell she found ages ago. The parchment fell on her hands.

"Severus Tobias Snape

January 9th 1960

Age: 16"

Severus eyes rounded immensely. He pointed his wand at her.

"Hermione Jean Granger

September 19th 1979

Age: 16"

Severus paced in front of her, "no, no, no. I cannot be fucking 16 again."

Hermione looked at her parchment. She grabbed Severus' hands. This was a mistake. "We'll fix it. We'll make you look 20 or 38 if you want. I'll make myself look older too."

She aimed her wand at him and tried to change his appearance. It didn't work. His face remained the same.

Severus frowned and took his own wand. He tried to change too but it would not work. He could however make her look older. He brushed his wand over and Hermione remained the same. She looked sixteen too. He tried the same spell on him and nothing. Severus looked at her and arm and found it without blemish. He pointed to her arm where the "mudblood" scar was supposed to be. "Revelio." He said. Hermione's arm remained without a single scar. He then looked at his left arm and for the first time, the Dark Mark was not there. "Bloody Fucking Hell."