Draco and Severus have a discussion. I'm looking forward to fleshing out their growing friendship as well. I know a lot of you were a bit upset that Hermione imprinted with Draco as well. Feeling bad for Severus that he doesn't get our heroine all to himself! Don't feel too bad for him, now he gets a lover and a best friend.

After Hermione had trounced off to give some attention to Scar head Snape and I were left with our thoughts and a bottle of fire whiskey. Imprinted, with Hermione… This was for life? It was hard to really imagine a life beyond the war, in fact in my darkest thoughts I truly believed that I wouldn't survive this war. Voldemort would learn of my betrayal and Avada my arse straight into purgatory, looking over at Snape I could tell he had been thinking similar thoughts. Perhaps why he was so willing to not lose his proverbial shit over Hermione and I imprinting, if he were to die perhaps there was a hope in hell that I would survive and I would care for her, that she would not be broken by losing an imprinted lover. It seemed to me both at times extremely complicated yet very simple at the same time. The situation complicated but at the core of it I cared for and perhaps even loved Hermione, it was something I certainly hadn't felt before, all I knew is it felt extremely right. Like when I held my wand for the first time, that ignition of magic and bonding, like coming home.

Severus cleared his throat, he was musing over a question, surveying me in a sideways glance.

'Draco, when you and Hermione were intimate this morning what was your coupling like?'.

'Um excuse me? I know all three of us are in this situation together but I don't think that is of any concern of yours'.

'Don't be ridiculous boy! I'm not trying to get some sort of perverted insight into your sex life, I'm trying to figure Hermione out, trying to figure where you and I stand with her, what we can offer her, how we can fulfil her…'

I didn't exactly know what to say to that, even though I had seen for myself how much Snape cared for Hermione it always shocked me to hear him say these sentiments out loud.

'Well when her and I were talking earlier she did say something that may shed some light…'

'Hmmm? Yes at your tea and scones chat, well?'

'She said that you and her had a very intense connection, but her and I were more playful, in terms of our sex it wasn't the kind of sex you and her have had, you had mentioned she was a bit of a masochist, theres hasn't really been much of that with her and I outside the plays for Voldemort'.

'Yes thats where I wondered how it all fit for her, for another to imprint with her there must be something both of us can offer her, some point of necessary difference'.

'Well as much as I shamefully enjoyed the performance for Voldemort, I don't have a preferred taste for sexual domination, I don't mind leading the interactions and for the sex to be more on the rough side, but its not the same as it is with you and her. And in saying that I would never say no if thats what she wanted from me or if she wanted to engage both us again in that way'.

'I think she needs that submission with me, when her and I discussed domination and submission she said it rang true for her. And I prefer my sexual encounters with her to be as thus, it may be crude and egocentric of me but there is definitely something about sexually dominating the most powerful witch in existence right now'.

I had to laugh at that as it was just very Snape, he was a bastard through and through and despite his recent softer side with Hermione it wasn't going to change.

'Well then I would say that we should just continue with how we have been with her, you give her the domination she craves and I give her the light hearted teenage puppy love she also craves'.

Snape's face screwed up in disgust, 'Yes you can have the puppy love, I am not cut out for such sentiments. But you would not be averse to playing with her and I sexually like the other day?'.

'Ah no any time you need to get her under control with another cock, consider me on call'.

Smirking to himself looking quite every bit the dark and perverted bat of the dungeons he was I couldn't help but internally shudder, already sympathising with Hermione's future very sore pussy.