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Okay!!!!!!!!! CHANGES ABOUND! I've made changes and corrections to chapters. To all of those who reviewed with negative comments of any kind, please look these chapters over. I sincerely hope my changes meet your satisfaction.
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Dumbledore approached the couple on the dance floor, he could see Hermione putting Severus
into his place. He walked up behind then and put a hand on each shoulder.
"Severus, Hermione; it's growing late. I am sure you would like to retire to your chambers
and recover from tonight's festivities." He said cheerfully.
"Yes Professor. I'm sure Hermione is exhausted from all of the energy she has put forth
today." He said dryly. He felt Hermione stiffen next to him, and knew she was fighting to hold
back a scathing remark.
"I am sure she is." Dumbledore twinkled at her. Right now she wanted to hex the twinkle
out of him, but knew it was just his way. Severus had a tight grasp on her hand and took their
leave; dragging her unceremoniously behind him.
After feeling much like a dog, she was finally released once they entered the potions
classroom.
"That was unnecessary!" She snapped.
"Possibly so, but I did it anyways." He muttered as he lowered the wards on his private
chambers. He strode in with Hermione in his wake. He immediately went into his bathroom,
while Hermione plopped down into an armchair by the fire. She slouched horribly and stared at
the flames. She heard shower water turn on and grumbled unintelligibly to herself.
Contemplating earlier events of the night, she began to play with her hair. What happened
between her and the silky potions master had been, well, horrible. It had hurt terribly and she
felt robbed. She was still very sore, and couldn't sit in one position for very long. She heard the
shower turn off, as she stood and walked to the bookshelves. The spines on the old books
looked definatly worn with many years of use, yet they looked all in amazing condition.
"You can go in now." Severus looked coldly at Hermione, his black eyes looking her over.
He stood before her with nothing back a black towel around his slim waist. Taking in the man
before her, she realized he was very good looking. He skin wasn't as pale as everyone else was
led to believe, just light. The stark contrast between light skin tones and black only made it
worse. His chest was broad and smooth, and though he was skinny he was well formed. She
couldn't take her eyes away from him. She had never seen a man without his clothes on, and
never dared to read about the human body. She knew what her schooling had taught her.
"Are you going to stand there all night or shower." He said impatiently. The realization that
she hadn't cleaned herself after they were done came to her mind and she blushed.
"Shower." She said bashfully as she got to her feet and made her way to the bathroom.
Severus sighed wearily and walked to the wardrobe and pulled out a graying nightshirt he
usually wore. As he pulled out the old garment he heard a soft knock on the chamber door. He
pulled on a robe and took the wards down.
"Come in." He said irritated.
"Ah, Severus." Began Dumbledore, "I have a gift for you and Hermione." He handed a
two of packages to the potions teacher.
"Thank you." Severus said flatly.
"Well dear boy, I will let you and your new wife get some much needed rest." Dumbledore
smiled at the man and left. Again sighing Severus looked at the packages, one was for him, the
other Hermione. He sat hers down on the bed and began to gently tear at the green wrapping
paper on his gift. Inside was a clothing box, he lifted the lid and peered in at the garment he was
given. It was a silky green pajama set. He gave a slight chuckle as he thought to himself, "Well
at least the poor girl won't have to see me wearing this grubby night shirt." He quickly undressed
and donned his new night clothes.
"My, my, I must say these are comfortable." He said softly has he ran his hands down the
button-up green silk shirt. The pants felt nice against his skin as well. Yawning he decided it was
time he got into bed, he pulled the sheets back and settled into bed. Making sure Hermione's
gift was safe and secure behind him, and he drifted off.
Sighing with pleasure Hermione relaxed in the bathtub. She had opted to bathe in the tub
vs. the shower since the only thing she wanted to do was lay back. Severus' bathroom lack the
same female frivolities that her old bathroom had, but it sufficed. The warm water felt so
soothing on her skin, she couldn't help but instantly forget her woes. She was beginning to feel
drowsy so she climbed out of the tub and let it drain. She padded around the bathroom till she
located the towels and wrapped herself in one. The towels were surprisingly soft. She walked
into the bedroom and spied Severus asleep on the bed. She quietly walked over to the big bed
and gently shook him.
"Severus..wake up.." She said gently. He looked so at peace while he slept, he features
were softened. He seemed so peaceful. Then he woke up.
"What do you want now Miss Granger." He growled at her.
"Firstly, it's not Granger, it's Snape. Get used to that fact." She said haughtily with narrow
eyes. "Secondly, what am I supposed to wear to bed?"
"I haven't a clue as to what you should wear to bed. If anything in the wardrobe I have
shirts." He said grumpily. "By the way, there is a package behind me that Dumbledore brought
down." Hermione looked past him and saw a beautifully wrapped box on the bed. She leaned
over him to grab the package when her towel slipped open. Gasping she grabbed the box,
momentarily pressing into Severus' large frame, then hurried to the bathroom clutching the towel
to her.
Severus stiffened in more ways that one at the sight of Hermione's exposed body. Her
breasts where small but perfectly round and perky, her stomach flat, a tiny waist that led to
flaring hips. He saw the junction of her thighs, and felt her warm soft body pressed against him
as she leaned over him. Oh how he wanted to get up, walk to the bathroom and take her again
right then and there. But this time savoring it, instead of rushing and bumbling. He groaned
inwardly and felt himself stiffen even more.
Hermione closed the bathroom door quickly. She looked down at the gift box she held
tightly. Curious she quickly tore the paper from the box and lifted the lid. She gasped as she
saw a delicate white nightgown nestled in tissue paper. She drew the nightgown out and held it
in front of her with her free hand. There was a note underneath the gown.
"Hermione:
This nightgown is a gift from me for your wedding night. Please enjoy, I hope it fits your
tastes.
Lovingly,
Minerva"
The gown looked so feminine and whimsical. She happily dropped the towel and slipped the
wisp of a nightgown over her slender body, sighing at the feel of the wonderful material. It
slithered down her body. Without bothering to look in the mirror she took a tentative step out
into the bedroom.
"Severus?" She yet again called softly. She could see Severus still lying there, and he
seemed rather tense. He raised his sharp black eyes to her. There was a sharp intake of breath,
and in one startling second he was holding her body to him. He brought his lips down on hers
and began to kiss her hungrily. His hands seemed to be everywhere. The were gripping her hips,
splayed across the small of her back, in her hair, touching her face, and caressing her stomach.
His touches were soothing and yet electric at the same time. She could feel herself begin to melt
into his hard body, to loose herself to him. The sensations that he was assaulting her with were
causing a ball of desire to grow in the pit of her belly. She began to touch him back, exploring
him. His hard chest, strong shoulders, long lean back, the flat planes of his stomach, and the
daringly his firm, surprisingly round, arse. He pressed himself into her body, she returned the
pressure, so much so that she was beginning to wrap her body around him. He supported her,
letting his hands cup her soft flanks. She had both of her long, lean, legs wrapped around his
waist; in a way that she was positioned over a randy part of him at the moment. He held her
tighter to him. She broke their kiss and raised her now near black eyes to him. They stared at
each other for a moment, both panting, and straining with their desire.
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A/N Okay, the next chappy will be posted on adultfanfiction.net only due to the upcoming NC-17 rating.
Okay!!!!!!!!! CHANGES ABOUND! I've made changes and corrections to chapters. To all of those who reviewed with negative comments of any kind, please look these chapters over. I sincerely hope my changes meet your satisfaction.
Once again, I would like to remind all of my reviewers, yes even the negative ones, how much your reviews mean to me. Common throw ideas, suggestions, whatever at me. Just be nice.
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Dumbledore approached the couple on the dance floor, he could see Hermione putting Severus
into his place. He walked up behind then and put a hand on each shoulder.
"Severus, Hermione; it's growing late. I am sure you would like to retire to your chambers
and recover from tonight's festivities." He said cheerfully.
"Yes Professor. I'm sure Hermione is exhausted from all of the energy she has put forth
today." He said dryly. He felt Hermione stiffen next to him, and knew she was fighting to hold
back a scathing remark.
"I am sure she is." Dumbledore twinkled at her. Right now she wanted to hex the twinkle
out of him, but knew it was just his way. Severus had a tight grasp on her hand and took their
leave; dragging her unceremoniously behind him.
After feeling much like a dog, she was finally released once they entered the potions
classroom.
"That was unnecessary!" She snapped.
"Possibly so, but I did it anyways." He muttered as he lowered the wards on his private
chambers. He strode in with Hermione in his wake. He immediately went into his bathroom,
while Hermione plopped down into an armchair by the fire. She slouched horribly and stared at
the flames. She heard shower water turn on and grumbled unintelligibly to herself.
Contemplating earlier events of the night, she began to play with her hair. What happened
between her and the silky potions master had been, well, horrible. It had hurt terribly and she
felt robbed. She was still very sore, and couldn't sit in one position for very long. She heard the
shower turn off, as she stood and walked to the bookshelves. The spines on the old books
looked definatly worn with many years of use, yet they looked all in amazing condition.
"You can go in now." Severus looked coldly at Hermione, his black eyes looking her over.
He stood before her with nothing back a black towel around his slim waist. Taking in the man
before her, she realized he was very good looking. He skin wasn't as pale as everyone else was
led to believe, just light. The stark contrast between light skin tones and black only made it
worse. His chest was broad and smooth, and though he was skinny he was well formed. She
couldn't take her eyes away from him. She had never seen a man without his clothes on, and
never dared to read about the human body. She knew what her schooling had taught her.
"Are you going to stand there all night or shower." He said impatiently. The realization that
she hadn't cleaned herself after they were done came to her mind and she blushed.
"Shower." She said bashfully as she got to her feet and made her way to the bathroom.
Severus sighed wearily and walked to the wardrobe and pulled out a graying nightshirt he
usually wore. As he pulled out the old garment he heard a soft knock on the chamber door. He
pulled on a robe and took the wards down.
"Come in." He said irritated.
"Ah, Severus." Began Dumbledore, "I have a gift for you and Hermione." He handed a
two of packages to the potions teacher.
"Thank you." Severus said flatly.
"Well dear boy, I will let you and your new wife get some much needed rest." Dumbledore
smiled at the man and left. Again sighing Severus looked at the packages, one was for him, the
other Hermione. He sat hers down on the bed and began to gently tear at the green wrapping
paper on his gift. Inside was a clothing box, he lifted the lid and peered in at the garment he was
given. It was a silky green pajama set. He gave a slight chuckle as he thought to himself, "Well
at least the poor girl won't have to see me wearing this grubby night shirt." He quickly undressed
and donned his new night clothes.
"My, my, I must say these are comfortable." He said softly has he ran his hands down the
button-up green silk shirt. The pants felt nice against his skin as well. Yawning he decided it was
time he got into bed, he pulled the sheets back and settled into bed. Making sure Hermione's
gift was safe and secure behind him, and he drifted off.
Sighing with pleasure Hermione relaxed in the bathtub. She had opted to bathe in the tub
vs. the shower since the only thing she wanted to do was lay back. Severus' bathroom lack the
same female frivolities that her old bathroom had, but it sufficed. The warm water felt so
soothing on her skin, she couldn't help but instantly forget her woes. She was beginning to feel
drowsy so she climbed out of the tub and let it drain. She padded around the bathroom till she
located the towels and wrapped herself in one. The towels were surprisingly soft. She walked
into the bedroom and spied Severus asleep on the bed. She quietly walked over to the big bed
and gently shook him.
"Severus..wake up.." She said gently. He looked so at peace while he slept, he features
were softened. He seemed so peaceful. Then he woke up.
"What do you want now Miss Granger." He growled at her.
"Firstly, it's not Granger, it's Snape. Get used to that fact." She said haughtily with narrow
eyes. "Secondly, what am I supposed to wear to bed?"
"I haven't a clue as to what you should wear to bed. If anything in the wardrobe I have
shirts." He said grumpily. "By the way, there is a package behind me that Dumbledore brought
down." Hermione looked past him and saw a beautifully wrapped box on the bed. She leaned
over him to grab the package when her towel slipped open. Gasping she grabbed the box,
momentarily pressing into Severus' large frame, then hurried to the bathroom clutching the towel
to her.
Severus stiffened in more ways that one at the sight of Hermione's exposed body. Her
breasts where small but perfectly round and perky, her stomach flat, a tiny waist that led to
flaring hips. He saw the junction of her thighs, and felt her warm soft body pressed against him
as she leaned over him. Oh how he wanted to get up, walk to the bathroom and take her again
right then and there. But this time savoring it, instead of rushing and bumbling. He groaned
inwardly and felt himself stiffen even more.
Hermione closed the bathroom door quickly. She looked down at the gift box she held
tightly. Curious she quickly tore the paper from the box and lifted the lid. She gasped as she
saw a delicate white nightgown nestled in tissue paper. She drew the nightgown out and held it
in front of her with her free hand. There was a note underneath the gown.
"Hermione:
This nightgown is a gift from me for your wedding night. Please enjoy, I hope it fits your
tastes.
Lovingly,
Minerva"
The gown looked so feminine and whimsical. She happily dropped the towel and slipped the
wisp of a nightgown over her slender body, sighing at the feel of the wonderful material. It
slithered down her body. Without bothering to look in the mirror she took a tentative step out
into the bedroom.
"Severus?" She yet again called softly. She could see Severus still lying there, and he
seemed rather tense. He raised his sharp black eyes to her. There was a sharp intake of breath,
and in one startling second he was holding her body to him. He brought his lips down on hers
and began to kiss her hungrily. His hands seemed to be everywhere. The were gripping her hips,
splayed across the small of her back, in her hair, touching her face, and caressing her stomach.
His touches were soothing and yet electric at the same time. She could feel herself begin to melt
into his hard body, to loose herself to him. The sensations that he was assaulting her with were
causing a ball of desire to grow in the pit of her belly. She began to touch him back, exploring
him. His hard chest, strong shoulders, long lean back, the flat planes of his stomach, and the
daringly his firm, surprisingly round, arse. He pressed himself into her body, she returned the
pressure, so much so that she was beginning to wrap her body around him. He supported her,
letting his hands cup her soft flanks. She had both of her long, lean, legs wrapped around his
waist; in a way that she was positioned over a randy part of him at the moment. He held her
tighter to him. She broke their kiss and raised her now near black eyes to him. They stared at
each other for a moment, both panting, and straining with their desire.
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A/N Okay, the next chappy will be posted on adultfanfiction.net only due to the upcoming NC-17 rating.