Chapter 19: Evil Romance
{A/N: A glimpse into the past}
Warning: Sexual content ahead
My thanks to all my readers and reviewers...Enjoy-S.S.
Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons, Hogwarts...
Bile rose in the back of Snape's throat and he slipped out from beneath the covers of his black large four poster bed. He made his way swiftly to the loo and locked the door behind him. He cast a quick silencing charm so as not to disturb Hermione. Being that she was pregnant he had known she would need all the rest she could get. The ill Potions Professor had been sweating muggle bullets by the time he had emptied his stomach of all it's contents. The images came swarming back in rapid succession. He could even smell the elegant Pureblood witch's perfume as thick as the muggy scent of the dungeon. Her dark eyes and porcelain skin had made her the talk of the Pureblood circles. The elder Black sister and the most dignified of the three married to Rudolphus LeStrange of all people due to a very lucrative marriage contract.
When Severus Snape first met this prominent witch he had only been 16 years old and in love with her younger sister. After the subsequent break up a year later he saw her again after taking the dark mark. She had been like most Purebloods in Slytherin house that he had grown up with. She hated him on sight due to his blood status and his former relationship with her younger sister. Often she would bring up how proud she was that Narcissa decided to do their duty and marry a Pureblood, despite her not liking Lucius Malfoy in the least. Snape kept quiet like a good little whelp and she continued to belittle him.
One afternoon Voldemort apparently had, had enough of her teasing his favorite prospect. That in combination with Rudolphus' latest string of epic failures being the final straw. Enraged The Dark Lord ordered everyone out of the room except Rudolphus, Bellatrix, and Snape. With a wave of his wand The Dark Lord sent LeStrange to the ground with a series of unforgivable curses. Snape watched as the second person to consistently torment him due to his blood status was brought low by their master himself.
Voldemort turned his wand on Bellatrix stripping her of her attire and bound her to the cold stone floor. Humiliated and scared out of her mind Bellatrix was forced to play spectator as the dark lord turned his attention to a 17 year old Severus Snape.
{ Severus had barely heard what The Dark Lord had said to him as his body began to fill with an intense heat that threatened to overwhelm him. His blood ran cold but had not discouraged the heat that made it's way toward his groin. The young death eater recruit was instructed to approach Bellatrix as she lay bound to the cold stone floor.
Young Severus had not known why but his cock throbbed at the sight of the perfectly proportioned naked witch before him. He had hated Bellatrix. She and her parents were the reason Narcissa had been pressured into leaving him for Lucius. The more he looked at her the more the rage burned in his lean pale chest. She had been quite helpless lying there terrified at what their master's plan for her had been and how it involved Snape.
"Take her S-S-Severus-s-s-s." hissed Voldemort in his ear.
Snape felt a surge of magic and then everything went blank.
When he finally regained control of himself he had been emptying his seed inside Bellatrix. The realization of how she felt wrapped around his suddenly aching cock made him dizzy. He looked down at the tear stained porcelain cheeks of the witch below him. He had still been inside her as his release subsided and she tried to catch her ragged breath.
Rudolphus glared at her murderously as if she had some choice in being defiled by a half-blood.
Snape realized what the dark lord had made him do all too late as he quickly pulled away from the now unbound witch and waited for the dark lord to return his attire. With a wave of his hand Voldemort did just that and approached Snape with a smile on his face.
"You have pleased me S-S-Severus-s-s-s." hissed Voldemort. "You may leave."
Snape didn't stick around to not what happened to Bellatrix or Rudolphus LeStrange.
A week later...
Snape had been summoned to Malfoy Manor where he was speaking with Lucius about the dark lord's new job for him. He was to brew a new potion for him personally to ensure that he would be able to defeat Dumbledore in combat. Snape had not known why The Dark Lord would both combating the old man who ran Hogwarts but he agreed, mostly due to not having much choice.
While he had been speaking to Lucius, an injured and sorrowful Bellatrix LeStrange had come through the floo. Narcissa had been frantic as she went to help her older sister. Bellatrix had a lifeless look in her eyes but she had still been breathing.
Though Snape had not cared for Bellatrix in the slightest, and he had only been at the Malfoy residence to discuss business he felt that he could not just leave his former lover and her sister to suffer. They got the ailing witch into one of the spare rooms and immediately began to administer care for her. The young potions apprentice set to work assisting Narcissa with the ailing Bellatrix and it is when he first created the healing salve for the witch. It was the least he could do after being forced to rape her.
After a few days Bellatrix had been well enough to recover on her own. Snape had come by to drop of a bit more of the salve when he overheard a tear struck Bellatrix admit to her younger sister that she was pregnant. The young Potions Apprentice had been terrified when she further revealed that the father was a half-blood whom she loathed.
Snape had not known what to do at that point and walked into the room as Bellatrix cold brown eyes fixed on him. There was such hatred and agony behind them. Narcissa looked back n forth between the two of them and gasped in absolute shock.
"Severus?" she said out loud.
Snape sensing Bellatrix humiliation offered up the truth knowing it would no doubt make his ex-lover hate him.
"Yes." he replied in an emotionless tone. "During a meeting with the dark lord I was forced to provide entertainment while LeStrange was forced to watch me."
"And you Bella?" asked Narcissa turning her attention to her elder sister.
"Had no choice but to be ravaged..." said Snape looking at Bellatrix who glared at him coldly.
Narcissa got to her feet and glared at Snape.
"Who would do such a thing?" she asked upset. "Who would have the gall to rape my sister?"
Snape looked over at Bellatrix noting the panic that filled Narcissa and the wheels turning in her dark mind for her brand of justice.
"Me." he replied emotionless.
The elegant witch's jaw dropped with this admission.
"It's not true." she said in confusion. "Tell me it's not true Severus...tell me that you would never force yourself upon my sister."
Snape turned his obsidian gaze to Narcissa. He had opened his mouth to say something when Bellatrix interrupted him.
"The Dark Lord did something to force him." she explained.
Snape looked at her surprised that she didn't play victim and have him thrown out of the manor and let her sister hate him as she often wanted her to.
Narcissa put a hand over her mouth in shock.
"I'm so sorry Severus." she said. "I shouldn't have thought the worst of you."
Snape said nothing but offered her a half smirk.
Bellatrix turned her attention back to Snape her dark eyes cold as he left the salve on the end table for her and walked out leaving the ladies to their chat.
Late Night...
Severus awoke to find himself in completely naked the darkness of the manor. It wasn't really unusual considering that Lucius gave him a spare bedroom and permission to stay over on occasion. He had only recently started staying over once more after taking the dark mark. The Potions Apprentice moved to stretch and found that his arms were bound to the bed posts as were his feet. He blinked and looked up feeling extra weigh on his chest. His obsidian eyes found themselves falling on the mother of his unborn child. Her dark eyes filled with lust and contempt. He understood at once why he had been completely naked and it didn't escape his notice that she had been as well.
"Sleep well Half-blood?" she asked running her wand along his exposed chest.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked struggling against the binds.
Bellatrix shifted her weight making sure to put enough pressure on his sudden erection. It earned a low hiss from the young potions apprentice.
Snape glared at her murderously.
It only seemed to encourage her as she leaned close enough to press her exposed breasts into his chest. He had been alarmed when she licked the side of his sallow pale cheek. He had been amazed at the warmth of her tongue given how many cold words she spewed on a daily basis.
"Did you enjoy having your cock inside me Half-blood?" she asked in a rather seductive tone.
Snape felt her hand wrap around him as she asked him the question.
He let out a low groan at the intimate contact.
Bellatrix smirked noting how he seemed to be coming apart at her touch.
"Did you enjoy sliding your cock inside me Half-blood?" she asked positioning herself right above his erection.
Snape barely had a chance to breath before she impaled herself on him. She let out an involuntary moan at the contact as he grunted. His head was swimming in a fog of lust that continued to seep into every pore.
The witch began to move. Her deliberately slow pace made him almost whimper at her teasing.
"You are mine now Half-blood." said Bellatrix angling her body in a way that made them both groan as she licked his cheek again. "You and your cock belong to me."
Snape had no problem with that. If she was this good with minimal effort then she would be better given more. It wasn't as if anyone else had been lining up to take him to bed. Lily had turned from him shortly after he deflowered her to run to James Potter. Narcissa had been forced into marriage with Lucius, thought she had not complained. The young affection starved Severus was in no position to be picky when it came to a willing witch who wanted to engage him.
Sensing Snape's rather unstated submission, Bellatrix proceeded to move picking up her pace in the process. Lost in the sensation Snape had been causing to rush through her body she had all but forgotten to cast a silencing charm. Unbeknownst to the coupling witch and wizard Lucius Malfoy had ventured down to the guest hall in a bid to check in on is long time friend only to witness Bellatrix engaging him. The senior blond shook his head and ventured back toward his own bedroom without a word but kept a smirk upon his face.
Well after their activity had concluded Snape was freed from his binds and looking at the sleeping Bellatrix in bed beside him. She was a vision of beauty with her hair a mess from the extent of their act, sweat pouring off her supple porcelain flesh, and her belly still small despite carrying the life of their child. Severus had never cared so much for anyone outside Lucius, his mother, and former respective loves who had spurned his affections.
Watching Bellatrix sleep, he could see the soft glow that had begun to take hold. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes upon in that moment. Moved beyond words Severus kissed her pouring emotion into her that he had never felt before. She was carrying a child. His child. As if she could hear the words buried in his young heart the witch in question turned to face him. She smiled at him and brought her lips crashing against his.
This time he wrapped his arms around her eager to feel her against him. She let out a soft moan when he slid into her without breaking the kiss. Her legs wrapped around him as he thrust forward sinking into her warmth with his heart pounding. It was amazing that such a cold hearted shrew could make him feel so much.}
Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons, Hogwarts...
A series of soft moans filled the darkened room as Hermione Granger found herself awakening to the slow and easy thrusts of her husband. It had been quite some time since they had shared a bed and due to her pregnancy the ministry had been less inclined to force their couplings. The Potions Master let out a hiss as he slid into the warmth of the willing witch beside him. Her back had been pressed against his exposed chest and her night gown pulled up around her waist. The silk black sheet that covered his bed hid their act from further view as did the thin veil of darkness slowly giving way to light of the coming dawn.
"Severus." said Hermione breathless as her husband continued to thrust against her warm slender form.
Snape let out a grunt and picked up his pace.
Memories of his time with Bellatrix may have spurred this recent encounter but he had found that he felt the same warmth and need as he had all those years ago when he discovered that Bellatrix had been pregnant for his current wife Hermione. As with Bellatrix, she exhibited the same warm glow that seemed to draw him to her without question.
The Potions Professor had not been sure what this pregnancy would bring, as Bellatrix and he lost their son, but he was weary of it all the same. Losing their child had done something irreversible to Bellatrix, she wasn't quite the same afterwards. He had hoped to avoid the heartbreak with Hermione. She was much to young and innocent a soul to have to endure such suffering.
His growing compassion for the Gryffindor witch made him recall the time in his youth when his heart had not yet been frozen in stone. A fleeting feeling if ever there was one but it inevitably lead to the frantic coupling she was experiencing at the present time. Snape kissed her neck as he gripped the flesh of her thigh into his hand desperate to feel all of her.
Normally he wasn't very vocal unless being goaded but his youthful memories had proven to be quite effective as he continued to thrust almost madly into his young wife. His need for her grew into an almost possessive streak as he began to hash out a list of demands upon the pleasure blinded witch.
"No man is to touch you." said Snape in a gruff tone. "Not even Potter or Weasley..."
"Severus." said Hermione lost in his antics.
"You are mine witch." he said still gruff. "I am the only wizard to lay wand to you."
"Yes." said Hermione not at all understanding what she was agreeing to but she had not wanted him to stop.
"You will treat me with respect." said Snape almost snarling as he continued to thrust into his wife. "I'll not be made a fool of especially not by my own wife."
"Yes." said Hermione gripping the mattress as he began to overwhelm her.
"You belong to me." said Snape his thrust growing more frantic. "Say it!"
"I-I belong to you..." started Hermione as she felt the rush of her release over take her. "SEVERUS!"
"Yessss!" hissed Snape as his own released came soon afterward.
As they both lay in bed trying to catch their breath, Hermione turned to Snape stroking his exposed sweaty chest with her soft nimble fingers. There was an expression on her face that he could not readily identify as she looked at him. Her amber eyes twinkling like those of Albus Dumbledore.
"I only want you, Severus." she said meaningfully. "Always."
Before Snape could come to his senses her soft pink lips crashed against his pale ones in a desperate but passionate kiss. The Potions Master wrapped his arms around her as she leaned against his chest and drifted off to sleep.
Snape blinked in the dark utterly confused about what had just happened. What the hell had he done to bring this about?