Chapter 27: The Offset Nature Of Time
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The Sinclair Residence, Unknown Location, Unknown World...
Unable to fight the urge that shattered his slumber in the form of the call of nature, Severus Snape got out of bed and ventured toward the loo hoping that he could at least get back to sleep before the house became a three ring circus. He paid no mind to the morning chill that had lingered in the bedroom as his bare feet moved across the cold hardwood floor nor did he immediately take notice of the sound of the shower running in the distance as he opened the bathroom door only to find himself bombarded by steam. Snape stepped inside the bathroom still with relieving his bladder at the forefront of his mind as he reached the toilet bowl as the door closed behind him.
"S-Sidney are you awake?" came the familiar voice of Hermione Sinclair as she continued to enjoy the warmth of the shower stream hitting her tired and aching muscles.
Snape finished it his business with his not to be denied bladder and turned his attention to the shower. No sooner had he glanced in his young wife's direct, his cock responded in kind by becoming aroused by the scene before him. He could make out the slender shape of her hips, her amusing height and the girlish implication in her rather plump breasts as he quickly took of his boxer shorts and slipped into the shower with her.
The preoccupied Hermione moaned when she felt the sudden familiar sensation of her husband's rough calloused hands moving along her water slick skin as warm as the water had been that she was drenched in.
She melted into his embrace, closing her eyes and basking in the attention.
"S-Sidney..." she said biting her bottom lip as she was so accustomed to doing when given to any notion of physical pleasure. "T-The children..."
Snape let out a low hiss when his impressively sized appendage came into contact with her water slick flesh. Unable to hold back any longer, he slipped inside her finding it quite a familiar sensation despite not having bedded Hermione before.
She let out a low whimper as she felt him before doing her best to keep her footing gripping the tiles on the wall as Snape filled her as best he could given the circumstances. The former Potions Professor gripped his wife via her hips grunting at the sensation of finally experiencing her for the first time since he had come to this place.
"Hermione..." he groaned kissing her neck and shoulders as he began to thrust forward losing himself in the warmth that enveloped him.
He'd only gotten a few good thrusts in before the incessant knocking on the door had gotten both his and his wife's attention.
"Sidney...someone's at the door." she said trying her hardest to stifle the series of moans his increasingly powerful and deliberately slow thrusts had caused her to make.
Snape grunted wanting nothing more than to continue only to find that he couldn't with his wife's concern more on the door than what they were doing in the shower.
"Sidney..." she said pulling away from him despite not having very far to go. "I could be the children."
Snape sighed as his cock slipped from between her thighs and she finished rinsing before quickly turning to him prior to stepping out of the shower.
"I'll make it up to you I promise." she said kissing him quickly before taking her leave.
Snape sighed turning his attention the shower, apparently he had been gifted with the curse of bad timing in this life time as well.
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Several Hours Later...
The Sinclair Residence, Unknown Location, Unknown World...
After venturing all over the house in search of something to occupy his time, Snape had done little in terms of settling when the onset of a massive headache had gotten the better of him. The former Potions Professor first believed it to have been a migraine only to recall the issue with his brain tumor.
Thinking quickly despite the pain, he managed to call Remus Lupin to aid him while his wife had been out of the house.
"Sidney, it appears that you are undergoing a series of cluster headaches." said the sheepish doctor known as Remus, looking over the pale man glaring rather annoyed in his direction.
Snape rolled his eyes not in the least impressed with the diagnosis.
"Obviously." he said in frustration. "What I want to know is whither or not the tumor is the cause."
"Of course it's the tumor." replied Remus narrowing his eyes at his oldest friend. "I told you it would only get worse until your mind deteriorates and your organs cease to function."
"I need better than that to go by." replied Snape. "How the hell am I suppose to combat this thing with lacking information?"
"Sidney... we've been through this...the best you can do is rest and tell your family about what's to come." said Remus attempting to get the brooding man to see reason.
"What is the point of telling them I am dying if nothing changes?" asked Snape in an embittered tone. "I'll be dead whither they know it or not...why waste the last moment I have with them acting as if one little change in the wind's direction will have any effect on my time with them?"
"They deserve to know Sidney...she deserves to know." said Remus before sighing.
"She's got enough to deal with...the children...and the house and finances...no." said Snape knowing all to well whom Dr. Lupin was referring to. "The last thing she needs is to hear that her husband is dying to further complicate things."
"Sidney, she's your wife...she deserves to know that she isn't going to have as much time with you as she hoped she'd have." Remus once more tried to reason with the stubborn older man.
"What's the point...if all telling her does is take whatever few moments I have left with her and complicate them by her knowing that I'm dying?" said Snape not in the mood to have this discussion.
"You need to do something or she'll find out much sooner than you can properly explain." cautioned Lupin. "Your symptoms are getting worse and the cluster headaches will continue as the tumor continues to effect your brain, you are running out of time."
Snape closed his eyes taking in the last few words of Lupin had spoken to him before the vastly upset doctor took his leave of him overwhelmed by his stubbornness.
"He's right you know." came the familiar voice of the strange enchantress. "The clock is ticking Mr. Snape."
Snape opened his eyes to look around and found he'd been alone once more with no sign of either Lupin or the strange enchantress.
There was to be no more putting it off now, he needed to tell Hermione the truth, something the real Sidney had been much too cowardly to do prior to his apparent suicide. It was the least he could do to ease the poor young woman's pain given that he would eventually be restored to his own world leaving her behind in her grief.
Still, he didn't find the task any easier given the poor woman's affection for her soon to be non-existent husband and to be honest, he himself had not been all that fond of the idea of leaving her behind.
