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A/NLEMON WARNING!!! Leave now if you are offended by lemons, and I mean now!!!! Okay, anyone left? To the remainder... Enjoy!

Diary,July, 11 1997

Dumbledore thinks I should start keeping a progress diary. So here I am, it's only been two weeks, since the start of my 'training'. I've gained more control, and am no longer breaking into people thoughts, unintentionally. It's tempting, though Severus explained to me, I could help more people by being pure then I could by knowing everything about them. He also explained that sometimes its good not to know exactly what a person is thinking. It makes it hard to function. He's been very empathic with this whole ordeal, it makes me wonder exactly who he trained before me. Maybe it isn't that at all, but I don't know, and I refuse to corrupt myself for selfish reasons. I want this to work in all aspects.

Hermione Jane Granger

Progress Entry Number One: 07-11-1997: Subject is showing vast improvement, and we might just be able to keep this one on our side and alive. I have not yet told the subject of her possible predicaments. It is showing signs of all the elements. Physical appearance, changed, became older, more motherly. Eyes, change depending on mood. Things are changing inside of the subject, and it is promising.

Diary July, 21, 1997

Haven't been able to write. I now have a lot more control over the powers. Severus says it's because I harness Earth Magic, and have the ability to adapt. Survival of the fittest and all. I now can tap into the powers when I want to, and can hold them back throughout the day. It's been a good two weeks. He is teaching me Occlumency, and Legimency, so I can protect myself. He informed me also that Voldemort enslaves people with elemental magics. I honestly don't know how I feel about being added to yet another hit list of his. Maybe in a couple days after it sunk in for a while I will feel something. Right now I just feel numb.

Hermione Jane Granger

Severus took a pain potion to dissuade the oncoming migraine. He took off his robes, and ended up with just a white short sleeve button down shirt, and a pair of black slacks. He slunk down onto a couch in his sitting room, clapping out the lights, and closed his eyes. He didn't even realize when he wasn't alone anymore. Hermione Granger, walked into the sitting room in time to see Severus close his eyes. She saw his features scrunch up, and his muscles tense. His hair falling forward into his face, softening his features. His legs propped up on a pillow, his boots gleamed in the firelight. The shadows on his face made him look weak and tired, his arms pooled into his lap. That's when she saw it, the dark mark. It was dark and menacing standing out prominently against his ghostly pale skin.

She all but ran over to him and seized his arm. He tried to seize it back then he realized what she was looking at. Hermione locked gazes with him, her eyes showed she was terrified. He knew his eyes showed the same thing but for a different reason, in these past weeks he had come to care a great deal for Hermione. It shattered his heart to know that he put that look in her eyes. That she would ever care for him was a silly fantasy, and he had long ago given up hope in such. So he covered everything up with sarcasm, and insults, and she had taken them in stride.

He stood up, but Hermione didn't let go of his arm. She looked into his eyes, pleading for some sign. He didn't know when the sign started calling him, and the Dark Lord did not like to be denied. He knew he may only have this last moment with her. As if she knew what he was thinking a single tear escaped her eyes, and ran down her pale cheek. "Don't think like that." she spoke softly. He caressed her the side of her face, and then came away with the tear on his fingertip. Then she did the unthinkable. She kissed him, a deep passionate kiss. He melted into that kiss, and suddenly they were drowning on the taste of sea water. They both pulled back from the kiss, but somehow they knew the seawater wouldn't go away. The air around them thickened until it was as if they were under water. They both were hit with an odd sense of déjà vu even though, they knew they hadn't been there before.

All of a sudden they were on a beach. In the middle of the night, under a full moon. The purple sky threatened rain. Taken aback by the beauty, neither said anything. Then there was a woman, wearing a flowing sapphire dress. It had a low v neck, and a trimmed waistline. She had brown hair, and aqua eyes ringed with silver. She was either a goddess or a fate, why was she here?

I "I bind you. I bind the two seas. I bind them heart, mind, body, and soul. Together you will conquer more than you ever thought to be true, alone. Love has not given up on you. And you will not give up on love. Whatever comes you will face it, and together you will save more than they could ever hope to destroy. Take my hands and echo me." SHE gave them a look that said 'I dare you to deny me' and they both gasped. I Hermione and Severus, now standing next to each other, proceeded to move forward and each grasp a hand.

I Forever, is not long enough alone. I bind myself to thee. The waves crashing upon us. By the salt in the air, just like the waves merge into the sea. I bind myself to thee. I The women spoke and was echoed by Hermione, and then softly by a hesitant Severus. Then the woman smiled down upon them and said, I "Go, now and bind yourselves." I she said something else some sort of incantation maybe. She said it to fast and to quietly that even Severus was not able to understand, and then the whole scene vanished.

Back in the dungeons, Hermione went to move away, but Severus moved Hermione's shirt aside, and started staring at the mark right above her breast. There used to be only a triton, a mark of the water god. Now there was a triton and a shaped scepter intertwined. Hermione unbuttoned his shirt, and moved the left side over. Right above his heart, exactly where her mark was, was a mirror image of her own.

"A mark of binding, of soul mates." he spoke so quietly Hermione had to move in to hear. She saw his face twist with horror, not of what was done, but what her reaction would be. She knew only one way to reassure him with no doubts, she claimed his mouth with hers. The dark mark chose that exact moment to reassert itself. Severus moaned his frustration into that kiss, and Hermione backed away.

"Come back to me." Hermione said.

"You've given me a reason to want to." He said softly as he was walking away. He grabbed his death eater attire, and walked back into the sitting room. "Go to Dumbledore, tell him I left, and tell him of the binding. Wait with him." He said, and once again a tear escaped her netted eyelashes. He left without another word.

Hermione was in the headmasters chambers before she even realized that she had left the dungeons. Tears like acid ran down her cheeks, staining them and her eyes pink. He gave her a knowing look, and gestured to a chair. The headmaster's chambers were as they always had been, but were now emanating doom. She sat down, uncomfortable, and prepared herself to tell the headmaster what exactly just happened.

"Headmaster, I think I need to tell you what happened between Severus and I today." she started.

"Yes I noticed something different about you, and your magic also has a different feel to it. What happened with the two of you today?" He sounded genuinely surprised, and then he looked dumbstruck. She was awed, it was almost like finding a fawn in the middle of a mall buying lingerie. Dumbledore not knowing something that had happened in his own castle, just didn't happen either. Finally she collected herself.

"Did you know that Severus contained Elemental magic?" She continued.

"Yes, I have known since he was a boy. He was associated with Water Magic's."

"Well today…" she blushed and started crying again at the same time. "When he had been called numerous times, but didn't realize. He was taking pain potion for a migraine, and he didn't feel it. Then he thought something horrible, he thought that he was going to die tonight because he didn't know how long he had ignored the call. He just knew if it was bad enough to dissuade pain potions than it was a while. I told him not to think like that, and then I kissed him. When I kissed him something clicked. It felt like we were drowning on seawater. Then a goddess or a fate bound us. Bound us together, and bound us to the ocean. Severus said something about a mark of binding of soul mates. He told me to tell you and come here, so that's what I did when he left." She said quickly and then a fresh wave of tears started.

"Oh, child." He said as he took her up in a polite embrace.

They let each other go, and he offered her tea. They were silent for about two hours. Then all of a sudden a flash of joy came over Hermione, and the next thing she knew Dumbledore was lowering the wards. Severus came into the headmasters chambers a moment later, and had what appeared to be a smile on his face. It was very becoming of him, Hermione noticed. Then the gesture was gone, but it never left his eyes.

He looked a little worse for wear. His hair straggly and wet, he was back in the outfit from earlier, and the bottom of his slacks were covered in mud. He never looked better in Hermione's eyes. She noticed as his shirt gaped that him binding mark was fading. She moved her shirt aside, and realized that hers too was fading. She looked a question, and instead of answering her, he looked past her to the headmaster.

"Albus, do you approve of this?" He said voice monotone.

"Some revisions to her classes will be made, but, all in all. If you are no longer her teacher, yes. It's been a long time since you've had something to smile about, and I am happy to see the gesture on your face once again. Just one bit of advice, stay away from Minerva." He said and his eyes gleamed.

Hermione and Severus made their way back to the dungeons, walking silently. Each waiting for the other to say something to ease their fears. She noticed at that moment they had been building a relationship. At night she eagerly waited for tea by the fire, in the morning she waited for breakfast in the sitting room. They rarely stopped for lunch, between brewing potions, and teaching/learning control. She was very aware of the people around her now, but never more than she was aware of Severus.

Approaching the wards he muttered the password which was now Hours of the Severe Mind, which was the title of a book she had given him. Then they went inside, and she found her voice first.

"Why are the marks fading?" She asked and he detected a note of sadness. No he just imagined that, right?

"Because …" He decided to tread very carefully, and held onto the monotone with something akin to desperation. "if neither of us have any objections to anything… It will re-darken upon our consummation of the binding."

"Oh. I have no… I mean, I don't… I'm still… Do you think it wise to go against a goddess?" She stammered.

He laughed a full throaty sound, something to keep you warm at night. "No, I do not think it wise to go up against a goddess. Then again I haven't really met a goddess before now so I have no idea." he said the humor never leaving his eyes.

Her eyes gained a heat, at his humor. It meant he wasn't going to object. All she could do from saying . Yippee! I get to play with that! Was to kiss him. She raised on her toes and he bent down. Their lips met, and heat swarmed over them. Hermione's heat, passion, and something raw. Realizing that he was sucked into her thoughts.

I love him, and he doesn't want to love, then I'll make him love me. He drew back.

"You are not in love with me, Hermione. And even the know-it-all you are can't make someone love them!" he turned away from her, giving her his back.

"Oh, Severus!" She said with a sigh. "Honestly! You always had your nose in the air, no matter how many books you shoved in front of it. You can make someone love you, if you show them true unconditional love, and you know that they are not completely incapable of those feelings. They're just unyielding."

She slowly ran fingers up and down his spine, which drew out a moan and a shiver.

"Let me get changed into something more comfortable." Hermione said.

Oh my god. I have to hurry before I loose my nerve. Hermione took out a black lace thong, and a matching push up bra. The thong sat right above the curve of her hips, and her breast almost spilled out of the bra with each breath. Her breath ragged, and her chest rising and falling like waves in high tide. She walked to the edge of the bedroom, and spoke loud enough he'd hear it. He was sitting in an armchair he must have transfigured in her absence.

"Close your eyes." Her voice had a sexy lilt to it, but inside she was a nervous wreck. Afraid that he would tell her no. Then he raised his eyebrow, but complied. She walked over to him in just her lingerie, and straddled him. A knee on each of the arms of the chair. A flush creeping up body, when she sat on vital equipment, and apparently his blood was no longer going to his brain.

"Open your eyes." She said huskily.

Severus opened his eyes, to see the most beautiful creature staring at him. She was not the conventional beauty, no. But a goddess, none the less. Her sun kissed skin radiated beauty. She was wearing a low cut black bra, with lace embellishments, and a black hi cut lace thong. A blush creeping up her body. The binding mark was faint, but the bra was low cut enough that he could see all of it. He traced it with his finger nail, and that brought a low sigh from Hermione. Severus reached behind her, and unhooked her bra. Her breasts sprang free, and he took to massaging one of them turning her nipples into hardened peaks. He bent forward, wrapping his arms around her, so she didn't fall back, and took one of those peaks into his mouth. He suckled and Hermione ground her hips, and threw her head back.
Hermione's movement made Severus groan, and he tore his mouth away from her breast. The fire in his eyes consumed his face.

He picked her up by her waist and placed her on the ground. He got up, and went into his bedroom, dragging her behind him. He sat her down on the bed, and got a Lost forever potion from his personal stores. Making them was not easy, but he had been making them for Healer's around the world.

He came back into his bedroom to find Hermione lying on the bed in the most delicious pose. She was on her side, leaning on her elbow, with her head propped up on her hand. Her legs were together in an almost mermaid-like stance. Her breasts freed from their confines stood prominently on her chest.

He strode over to the bed and gently pushed her shoulder, signaling her to lie down. She quickly complied. He sat down next to her right side, and started following the contours of her collar bones using the edges of his nails. He leant down and kissed his way across her shoulders and chest. Then totally ignoring her breasts he moved his way down. When he got down to her belly button, she lifted her leg and moved it over his head, and onto his other side. He rolled her panties off of her, lifting with one hand removing with the other. Her started to delve into her folds to find that magic button. When he found it, she arched her back, and threw her head onto the pillows. He applied the Lost Forever potion, and watched as her virgin-hood dissolved.

She didn't seem to realized what he was doing and said in a voice thick with passion "Aren't you a little over dressed?" He rushed to get his clothes off and got up to quick he quickly lowered the lights with a thought. Then when he was just as undressed as her he climbed back onto the bed and lowered himself to in between her legs. He knew it wouldn't hurt her. He knew she was as excited as him, but he still hesitated.

"Severus I need you." she said in a strained voice. And with that he entered her. She tensed at first then realizing it didn't hurt, relaxed, and then moved with him.

Her walls were deliciously tight, and he slowly worked his way in and out of her. But she didn't want slow, and she started making a rhythm on her own, two strokes for every one of his. He breath was coming in ragged pants, and she was moaning. He was doing the best he could to control himself when she finally came. He let go as soon as she did, the pulsing was just too much for him. After so many years he was surprised he could still do it, none the less that he could hold on to it. He rolled over, and collapsed next to her. He was never one to fall asleep after orgasm, but she was looking over at him with half shut lids. He moved into her, and she rolled onto her side, she fit into the curve of his body nicely, and with him rubbing her arm, she was asleep within five minutes.

Hermione was lying on the bed, and Severus was taking her panties off. His hand was at the small of her back lifting her up as he peeled the flimsy lace away. Then he slowly settled her back onto the bed. She was already near release and she hated it. She wanted to prolong this moment as long as she could. She held on as he touched her nub, and everything went out the window. Even the basic instinct of how to breathe left her for a moment. Then his fingers went lower into the opening, and he was applying something. It felt odd, but it made her want him more.

"Aren't you a little over dressed?" She said hoping he understood. He did. He stood in a second, and then scrunched up his face, in an expression that almost made her lash out with a fit of giggles, but as soon as she was ready to, he lowered the lights, and he opened his eyes. They were filled with such heat and passion as he clambered onto the bed. He got between her legs, and she was filled to the brim with passion and a need so think you could walk on it.

He hesitated, a million emotions going across his face. "I need you Severus." She knew her voice sounded strained. It did the job. She tensed as she saw him about to plunge. Oh god she thought. I thought this was supposed to hurt, oh god it feels so good. She felt impossibly full, and every stroke hit that spot. He wasn't going fast enough and she started moving twice his pace. She felt that delicious weight building until it became impossibly large. Then it overflowed. He came as she came and it was the most wonderful feeling.

Neither of them knew exactly what they had just done.