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Dumbledore saw to the hasty rescue of Severus and Harriet, the removal of Quirrell's remains, and the recovery of the Philosopher's Stone.
Harriet and Severus both spent the next week recovering in the Hospital Wing with Lily and Ellery attentively at their bedsides, day and night.
Harriet was released first, though she continued to spend every available second out of the classroom with her family at her father's bedside.
The other professors substituted for Severus during those last days of the semester, much to the delight of many of his students, who greatly enjoyed having more amiable instructors for the time being.
Madam Pomfrey finally sent Severus home to complete his recovery during the last week of the spring term while he, Lily, and Ellery waited on Harriet to return once the academic year officially ended.
Ellery played outside quite a bit.
He also preferred to stay up and sleep in late.
His schedule worked to Severus and Lily's mutual advantage as they spent their early mornings cuddling together.
Mornings were one of Severus's favourite times of day since he always woke to Lily kissing him gently as she whispered soft words of love to him.
Severus would hold her close and nuzzle gently into her soft, red tresses while she reassured him that everything would be alright, complimented his bravery, pressed her full breasts against his chest, and let his fingers give them a gentle squeeze……
The morning before Harriet returned home for the summer was no different.
Severus cracked his eyes open that day to find himself greeted by the fresh sunlight that shone behind Lily, who gazed down at him with her emerald eyes sparkling brightly and her red lips curved in a happy smile.
He let out a breath as he pondered how ethereal his beloved looked in that moment, with the sunlight kissing her hair like a great, glittering crown.
"Good morning, Sev." Lily whispered with a smile.
"Good morning, Lily." Severus frowned as he watched her lift a hand to gently cup his face.
"Sleep well?" She asked as she bent down and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.
"...Perhaps too well." He whispered after she pulled away agonizingly soon.
Lily chuckled as she let her thumb gently stroke Severus's cheek while she mused, "You're looking better and better every day, Sev."
"I'm feeling better and better every day." He admitted with a relieved sigh, "I suppose I'm more grateful than ever that Harriet considers me her father."
"Really?" Lily blinked.
"Why shouldn't I be?" Severus blinked back.
"Well….You never would have had to face Quirrell if she hadn't been born." Lily commented with a bittersweet frown before she laughed, "Your life would be easier without her!"
"Lily, that's not true." Severus disagreed as he furrowed his brow.
"Look what's happened recently……Voldemort sought the stone to protect himself against her." She whispered, "Think of all the other things he's done."
"No, my love." Severus gently corrected her, "The Dark Lord sought the Philosopher's Stone as another path to immortality. Harriet may have hastened his want, but he would have already searched for it before her birth if he had learned of its whereabouts. Do not underestimate his greed…….The prophecy and Harriet's existence may have increased his avarice, but I assure you, should neither of those things have ever happened, his lust for power and victory would still be unmatchable."
Lily could see the stress in Severus's face as he spoke.
She understood her husband's statements were true, but seeing that she could do nothing about them and fearing they would hamper the progress he had made towards healing, she slyly changed the subject.
Severus slowly closed his eyes as Lily leaned down and pressed a deep, loving kiss to his lips.
"You have a sexy voice, Sev." She whispered as she pulled back and allowed her lips to brush his teasingly.
Chills erupted across Severus's body as a painful throb of arousal shot through his groin in response to the tantalizing confession that fell from his beloved's sweet lips.
"Oh, Lily….." Severus whispered as he wrapped his arms around his darling while she slowly shifted herself to carefully lie on top of him.
The silence in the room was broken by the soft sounds of their gentle, passionate kissing as Lily cradled his face while Severus let his hands drift possessively across her lithe body.
"You're brave and strong, Sev……" Lily whispered between their kisses.
A low purr erupted from Severus's chest as he basked in the lavish praise that Lily generously poured onto him.
He snaked a hand down to squeeze one of her plump cheeks while he slid his other up to tangle in the thickest part of her red hair at the nape of her neck.
Lily gently eased herself up to straddle her husband, purposely allowing his arousal to jut enticingly against her bottom as she pushed her hips back.
"It makes me wet, Sev….." She whispered against his lips as she gently placed her hands on his chest.
Lily gave him one last nip before she pulled back to stare into his pale face.
The expression of awed excitement that ghosted over Severus's features made her giggle to behold.
The soft, delicious sound that came from her plump, rosy lips nearly drove Severus mad as he contemplated the extent of his healing.
He moved to sit up, but Lily promptly used her hands to gently push him down onto his back.
"No, Sev, I want this to be a treat for you." She said quickly as she slipped her thin nightgown up over her head, tossed it to the floor, and wriggled out of her panties.
Severus drew a silent breath as his dark gaze flickered over Lily's bare form as she sat on top of him.
He wasn't quite sure where to let his stare linger as he admired her sparkling, emerald eyes, the fullness of her breasts, and the lines he adored on her abdomen which served as proof of the child she had borne him.
Severus watched as Lily raised her supple hips and reached to free his arousal from his sleep trousers, but his low voice interrupted her as he asked in a husky purr, "'May I taste you first, my love?"
Lily blinked in disbelief for a brief moment before she laughed and asked, "You...What did you say, Sev?"
"I'm certain you heard me, Lily, though I'm afraid I'll need a bit of your help." Severus sighed, "Come to me, my love, I would hate to lose the progress I've made thus far."
Lily's green eyes flashed with excitement as Severus's strong hands helped guide her towards him as she moved on the bed.
She let Severus dictate how she should settle herself, but once his direction led to her straddling his head instead of his hips, Lily's cheeks tinted pink.
"Sev!" She gasped as he took her creamy thighs into his skillful hands and guided her to sit directly on his face.
A gentle cry of happy surprise left Lily's lips the instant she felt Severus's warm breath brush her exposed womanhood.
She gripped the headboard behind him as her nipples hardened while he began to devour her.
As Severus made an honest effort to consume his wife, Lily let a small, happy cry escape her throat.
Severus delighted in burying himself in her center, with her thighs cradling his head as he nudged her over peaks of bliss.
His arousal twitched in response as he felt his beloved flutter around him while she cried out once a massive wave of pleasure washed over her after he pushed her past the limits of what she could stand, "OOHH, SSEEVV!"
Lily had dripped all over Severus's face but he didn't seem to mind as he kissed her rosy bundle of nerves through the aftershocks that followed.
Once a satisfied sigh escaped her lips, he reluctantly withdrew as she raised up and gladly moved down to seat herself on top of him again.
Severus sucked in a breath while he kept his eyes locked on Lily's as she guided his manhood out of his trousers and eased him inside her waiting warmth.
"Severus……" Lily breathed as she leaned back and let her full breasts swing shamelessly in his open view.
Severus gnashed his teeth as he gripped her hips in his hands while she began to bounce herself up and down.
A low growl escaped his throat as he reveled in the wonderful heat in which his darling had managed to ensnare him.
As they made love, Severus raised his arms and caught Lily's supple breasts in his hands.
When the moment finally came for their release, Lily leaned down and pressed a deep kiss against his lips as their ecstacy crashed over them.
"I love you, Severus Snape." She whispered breathlessly as they both struggled for air.
"And I love you, my darling Lily." He whispered back.
The ragged, husky undertone to his low voice made Lily shiver in excitement as she giggled and stole another kiss from his lips.
Severus saw the physical expression of their passion as not only a priceless gift from his wife but as a catalyst to his recovery as well.
He would have gladly told any healer that a romp with his beloved Lily would have helped him as much as any potion.
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"Destroyed, Severus?" Voldemort asked incredulously during their private meeting in a dark part of a distant forest late one evening.
Nearly a month had passed since Harriet and Severus's battle with Quirrell.
Severus had fully healed by then and for that, he was grateful.
As he stood in front of his sneering dark master, he could feel Voldemort trying to pick his way past the abstract shield of his Occlumency skills.
"I'm afraid so, my lord. As soon as Dumbledore realized Quirrell searched for the stone, he crushed it to bits to avoid having it fall into his possession." Severus lied.
Voldemort hissed angrily as he looked away for a moment and spat, "I should never have entrusted such a great errand to a fool! It was fitting for him to die in the manner he did! At the hands of a child, wandless too, like a filthy muggle!"
"...Are you not angry about Quirrell's death, my lord?" Severus frowned.
"...Angry, Severus?" Voldemort echoed as he turned his serpentine eyes back to his most loyal follower.
"To lose any member of our ranks, my lord……Is that not a great tragedy?" Severus asked thoughtfully.
A low chuckle issued from Voldemort's lips.
The evil, hissing sound curled through the air like an ominous promise.
"A tragedy? I think not, not in this case, anyway!" Voldemort laughed, "If one of mine cannot perform such a simple task without bungling it beyond recovery only to die at the hands of a young schoolgirl, then I consider them a burden. Besides, the pride I feel for your daughter grows with each passing day. Tell me, my loyal friend, how was she able to do it?"
"...My lord?" Severus asked.
"Quirrell! How, Severus, how?!" Voldemort barked.
Severus had chosen not to claim he had killed Quirrell himself for several reasons.
"My daughter followed me that night." Severus explained, "When she saw Quirrell use the Cruciatus Curse against me, she flew into a protective rage and unknowingly used a bit of ancient magic to protect me in my most vulnerable moment……As most daughters would for their fathers….Bloodlines have their advantages, I suppose…….my lord."
Severus hoped that Voldemort would accept the scrambled mistruth he had concocted.
According to Dumbledore, Harriet had indeed used the ancient magic of bloodlines the evening of their battle with Quirrell, but that had come from the sacrifice James had made for her, not from her desire to save Severus.
Voldemort drew in a long breath as he thought.
He grinned at Severus as he laughed and said, "You make me jealous, my friend! To have such devotion, perhaps I should acquire a daughter of my own one day!... I must admit that our young Harriet is quite remarkable. It's not every girl her age that can kill a man with their bare hands. She and I are the only children I've ever known capable of such a great thing!"
"Thank you, my lord, of course." Severus forced himself to smile slightly as he politely nodded at his dark master.
Truthfully, Severus wanted to fall to his knees and put his head in his hands as he contemplated the disturbing parallel between Harriet and Severus that the Dark Lord had so gladly pointed out.