A/N: Read. Comment. Enjoy.

-TWIW-

Helena plagued his thoughts a lot more than Severus wanted to admit. They had been at this little affair for three weeks now and Severus found that his nights with Helena were the best parts of his day. Their time together was something he treasured, something he kept close to his chest. Being with Helena wasn't just about sex. He connected with her intellectually as well. Which is why his godson's questions about her were starting to annoy him.

"Don't you think you're getting a little too attached to this woman?"

Severus tensed, but sketching his diagram of the human brain. "Don't you have some papers to grade?"

Draco frowned, when Snape deflected that usually meant he had hit a nerve. "I just don't want you to get hurt. This was just supposed to be a bit fun."

"And I am having fun."

"No. You are investing," Malfoy countered. "You say she's been helping with your experiments?" Severus nodded, "See! It's not just shagging. What did you do last night?"

Severus sat his pencil down. "We met at Charmed. I took her here and I gave Helena a tour of my library. We talked on various topics and the rest is none of your business."

Draco was silent and the two men studied each other. Grey eyes versus coal black.

"What do you even know about her?"

Severus sneered. He didn't why he put up with the cheeky brat, "She's a healer of some sort. Obviously intelligent. Her favorite color is periwinkle. She shares my love of literature. She's younger than me, but apparently doesn't mind our age difference. She's stubborn, yet shy when it comes to a few things. Affectionate, but not clingy. And refreshingly honest."

Malfoy scoffed, "Honest? You don't even know her real name or what she looks like, Uncle."

"There are other ways to be honest Draco."

-TWIW-

"I'm just worried about you," Ginevra Potter explained while rubbing her stomach. "You've spent three weeks with this man, Hermione. This is sounding less and less like a shagfest…."

Hermione frowned and chose to focus on selecting a new dress for meeting with him tonight. "I thought you wanted me to have fun?" She retorted holding a slinky emerald dress to her body.

"Fun is one thing, stretching a weekend of sex into nearly a month is another. Do you even go to Charmed anymore?"

Hermione sighed, "Yes. I don't know where he lives and I respect his privacy."

"But it's not just sex anymore is it?" Mrs. Potter pressed, "Hasn't he spent money on you?"

"It's just a necklace, Gin."

"A diamond necklace!" The expecting mother hissed causing several of the stores patrons to look their way.

Hermione blushed switching the first dress out for pale peach one, "Yes. A diamond and emerald necklace. From Greece. Because of my name."

"Your fake name. What do you even know about this man? He could be a criminal. I bet that's why he can afford such things," Ginny said folding her arms.

Hermione raked a hand through her mahogany curls, "He's an independent potions supplier. He's brilliant so he can rightfully charge a good amount for his services. Plus, Sebastian is an heir of some wealthy pureblood family so the necklace was a trifle to him. He's older and a great deal more mature than the boys our age. Sure, he's demanding and intense, but not more than I can handle. And he's bloody romantic!"

But diamonds? That doesn't seem right to me."

Hermione turned to face her friend, "What's wrong with Sebastian spoiling me?"

"Because he doesn't know who he's spoiling! Just like you don't know him. Not what he looks like or even his real name."

Hermione flushed hating that she was right. Wordlessly she took the peach dress and walked to the register leaving a worried Ginny behind.

-TWIW-

"Why so downcast Helena?" Sebastian's soft tenor caressed her ear. Hermione lifted her head at his words, the diamond and emerald pendant necklace sparkling in the moonlight. The sweetheart neckline of the rosy peach dress, combined with the elegant topknot of her glamoured black hair all showed his gift to the best advantage.

Because she had expressed more than a passing interest in botany, he took her for a walk through his garden. Hermione was beginning to gain an understanding of just how wealthy he was given the size of each new room or place he showed her. It left her wondering more than once, who he was underneath. "I had a row, with my friend earlier," Hermione confessed.

Sebastian pat the hand that rested in the crook of his arm, "May I inquire as to what this row was about?"

"Actually, it was about you, or rather us," Hermione replied feeling him stiffen. She forged ahead. "My friend believes I should stop seeing you. She thinks I've become too…...attached."

Severus didn't know what to say, but his heart twitched painfully at the thought of Helena leaving him. "What do you believe?"

Helena stopped walking and turned to him. A gust of wind brought the smell of fresh earth, herbs, and Helena's natural scent to Severus's nostrils. Her bourbon eyes were glassy and he wondered if this was goodbye. "I think she's right. I am attached," she let go of his arm and Severus's heart plunged into his stomach. His breath caught when she cupped his face, "But I also think there's nothing wrong with that, Sebastian."

Severus's heart leapt and he pulled her into his arms for a breathtaking kiss. Helena's bun came loose and he dug his hands in the inky mass. "I am rather attached to you too enchantress," he declared before capturing her lips once more.

Hermione's heart reeled at his confession. It was comforting to know that she wasn't alone in her sentiments. The truth was she cared a lot about this mystery man. She panted for breath once he finally released her lips, in favor of nibbling at her neck. He braced her against the pillars that dotted through his garden and bunched up her dress. She was obediently knicker free as he had commanded weeks ago. "Oh Sebastian," Hermione hissed when he first impaled her with his cock.

Severus gritted his teeth as he was enveloped by her tight sleeve. "Merlin your pussy is so tight. And so wet." He began thrusting into her slowly drawing out her every sigh. Helena hissed again, clutching at his shoulders as she ground into him.

"Only for you," Hermione found herself admitting. Afterall she had never allowed another man to possess her so fully and in so many ways. True, she was virtually inexperienced when she first met him, but no other man made her want them like Sebastian did.

Her words spurred on Severus's passion and he continued to take her roughly against the pillar. Her shrieks and his grunts were an odd symphony playing in his ears, but it was a sweet one. Their coupling was quick but satisfying and Helena sagged against him, as she kissed him lazily on the lips. "Did I tell you what a picture of perfection you made tonight?" Severus breathed, placing soft kisses along her collarbone.

Hermione blushed, "You don't even know what I look like 'bastian."

"True, but I know that you have a beautiful spirit and that is why I call you enchantress."

Hermione thought she might cry. She always thought "enchantress" was due to her physical appearance. Her body was unaltered and on more than one occasion he had lauded her curves. Plus, he never seemed to tire of devouring every inch of her flesh. But a beautiful spirit? That was much deeper and much more meaningful.

"Would…..would you want me to stay overnight?"

Severus didn't answer, but instead carried her over to a soft patch of grass where they could sit and have this conversation properly. He transfigured his navy dinner jacket into a soft blanket and Helena gave him a grateful smile. "What about our glamours?"

"We could place extension charms on them. My job won't allow me to do it all the time, but weekends….."

Severus cupped the young woman's face, reading the hope in her eyes. "I'd love to spend the night with you in my arms," he replied and was rewarded by her radiant smile.

"Now that that is settled," he waved his wand and Hermione felt a tickle as her glamour was reinforced. He waved it again and their clothing vanished. Only the pendant remained. "I want you to ride me Helena and show me how grateful you are for my gift." Hermione grinned at Sebastian's insatiable appetite and mounted him, crying out as she descended on his throbbing member.