Mione woke wrapped in Severus' arms. She thought about the night before. I have his blessing, she thought as she nuzzled into the pale mans arms. They had retired to his chambers after Severus had finished his 'interrogations'. she shuddered when Severus breath brushed against the scratches and other marks he had given her that night.
She felt him stirring and turned to watched the sleeping man. It was a wonder she had found him after all these years, and that they had a common interest; Pain.
****
Severus stirred and opened his eyes, he felt the scratches and gouges on his back and torso. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at the woman next to him, 'You're awake,"
"You seem so surprised," mione replied.
"Surprised in that I never expected to have you in my bed," he replied watching her
"Again, you mean," She replied, they had slept together once while she was at hogwarts.
"Of course," he replied.
"So it turns out that the Good Doctor had a soft spot in his heart after all," Mione said taking his hand in hers and nibbling on his fingers.
"If you say so," he said gasping as her hands roamed beneath the covers.
"I do say so," She replied, "I am theoretically your Mistress and I can order you any way I like," She bit her lip provocatively before disappearing beneath the covers.
******
later that day
Voldemort walked through Severus' workroom, looking at his most recent handiwork. "Very good Severus," he said out loud sidestepping a pool of coagulated blood.
"Actually father, I did that," Mione stood in the door way in a dress the color of fresh blood. "Severus let me play last night,"
"I take it you are very pleased with him,"
"Oh yes father I am," she said stepping up to Severus' instrument tray. She looked them over and picked up what looked like an ax. It was well balanced and fitted into her hand perfectly. Voldemort had his back to her as he inspected a dozen or so bodies.
Mione walked up silently behind him and swung the ax as hard as she could into the back of his neck. She felt the weapon making contact and the cold steel slicing through bone, muscle and sinew.
She heard a thump and watched her father's headless body laying in a halo of blood. His head rolled away and under a table.
"You see father, all of these Victims are actually your Loyal Deatheaters. You see Severus and I have been in contact for years. And well those three people you have chained into your walls they aren't Harry, Ron or Ginny. They are actually deatheaters as well. Severus figured out a way to improve the polyjuice potion so it only needed to be taken once. I've never actually killed anyone, neither has Severus. Well no one of importance. And trust me your little lapdogs were never important. All the muggles and Mudbloods we were supposed to have killed are still alive and in hiding."
She stepped around the body, "Goodbye father,"
She dumped the body into the incinerator and watched it burn to ash then the ash burn to nothing. She took her father's head and dumped it in there as well.
Severus had watched the entire thing from the door way and felt relieved, "Years of living a lie and finally we can all live in peace." he looked at his arm as the dark mark faded to nothingness.
****
Hermione woke drenched in a cold sweat. She looked around her bedroom and put her hand on her chest. She felt her heart pounding. That was the worst dream I have ever had, she thought as she reached up and touched her hair. No, it was still long and in the familiar ringlets.
She looked and saw the soft morning light streaming in from her window. Voldemort was dead, she knew this. Ron, Harry and Ginny were still alive.
And Severus, she smiled, Severus lay sleeping next to me. She looked at the sleeping man next to her. He looked happy even in his sleep. Not like in her dream, no it was a nightmare she reminded herself. She lay back down and curled on her side watching Severus as he slept.
A/N: I really couldn't think of a morbid ending for this and had it end as a nightmare. I could've killed off Severus but I couldn't do it I tell you. I may write a different ending when the Plot Gophers let me. But for right now this will have to do.
Thanks for all of the reviews. :P
She felt him stirring and turned to watched the sleeping man. It was a wonder she had found him after all these years, and that they had a common interest; Pain.
****
Severus stirred and opened his eyes, he felt the scratches and gouges on his back and torso. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at the woman next to him, 'You're awake,"
"You seem so surprised," mione replied.
"Surprised in that I never expected to have you in my bed," he replied watching her
"Again, you mean," She replied, they had slept together once while she was at hogwarts.
"Of course," he replied.
"So it turns out that the Good Doctor had a soft spot in his heart after all," Mione said taking his hand in hers and nibbling on his fingers.
"If you say so," he said gasping as her hands roamed beneath the covers.
"I do say so," She replied, "I am theoretically your Mistress and I can order you any way I like," She bit her lip provocatively before disappearing beneath the covers.
******
later that day
Voldemort walked through Severus' workroom, looking at his most recent handiwork. "Very good Severus," he said out loud sidestepping a pool of coagulated blood.
"Actually father, I did that," Mione stood in the door way in a dress the color of fresh blood. "Severus let me play last night,"
"I take it you are very pleased with him,"
"Oh yes father I am," she said stepping up to Severus' instrument tray. She looked them over and picked up what looked like an ax. It was well balanced and fitted into her hand perfectly. Voldemort had his back to her as he inspected a dozen or so bodies.
Mione walked up silently behind him and swung the ax as hard as she could into the back of his neck. She felt the weapon making contact and the cold steel slicing through bone, muscle and sinew.
She heard a thump and watched her father's headless body laying in a halo of blood. His head rolled away and under a table.
"You see father, all of these Victims are actually your Loyal Deatheaters. You see Severus and I have been in contact for years. And well those three people you have chained into your walls they aren't Harry, Ron or Ginny. They are actually deatheaters as well. Severus figured out a way to improve the polyjuice potion so it only needed to be taken once. I've never actually killed anyone, neither has Severus. Well no one of importance. And trust me your little lapdogs were never important. All the muggles and Mudbloods we were supposed to have killed are still alive and in hiding."
She stepped around the body, "Goodbye father,"
She dumped the body into the incinerator and watched it burn to ash then the ash burn to nothing. She took her father's head and dumped it in there as well.
Severus had watched the entire thing from the door way and felt relieved, "Years of living a lie and finally we can all live in peace." he looked at his arm as the dark mark faded to nothingness.
****
Hermione woke drenched in a cold sweat. She looked around her bedroom and put her hand on her chest. She felt her heart pounding. That was the worst dream I have ever had, she thought as she reached up and touched her hair. No, it was still long and in the familiar ringlets.
She looked and saw the soft morning light streaming in from her window. Voldemort was dead, she knew this. Ron, Harry and Ginny were still alive.
And Severus, she smiled, Severus lay sleeping next to me. She looked at the sleeping man next to her. He looked happy even in his sleep. Not like in her dream, no it was a nightmare she reminded herself. She lay back down and curled on her side watching Severus as he slept.
A/N: I really couldn't think of a morbid ending for this and had it end as a nightmare. I could've killed off Severus but I couldn't do it I tell you. I may write a different ending when the Plot Gophers let me. But for right now this will have to do.
Thanks for all of the reviews. :P