Severus woke and felt a weight on his chest. Her looked down to see Hermione curled protectively against him. This wasn't a dream he told himself. He kissed her forehead and slid out from under her. She grumbled and curled up tighter, but didn't wake. It was early, not even dawn yet.
Severus used the post of his bed for support as he made his way to the bathroom. He needed to take a decent shower. No more quick clean spells for him.
He took his clothes off slowly and looked at the newest scars dotting his body. "I will have to kill Serrento if he tries to hurt her," he said softly. He felt stronger this morning, He told himself that it was from sleeping in his own bed with Hermione next to him.
He mentally ran out everything that Hermione had told him. How could his own brother do this to him? He couldn't understand it, he didn't want to.
He stepped into the shower glad to have the handrail in there. Severus turned on the hot water and let it stream down his cool skin. He felt like a serpent waking up from a winter torpor. He figured that's what he had done, he was after all a Slytherin, and a Snape.
******
Severus stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel from the rack. He dried his hair and wrapped another towel around his waist.
He opened the door to his bedroom and gasped when the cold air hit his now warmed body.
Severus walked over to his closet and opened the door. He suddenly felt the towel dropping away from him, and heard a giggle.
He turned to see Hermione sitting on the bed holding his towel in one hand her wand in the other, "Did you lose something?" She smiled at him.
She looked at his thin but still muscular body, and bit her lip as she tried not to giggle. He needs to put of weight on, she told herself as she looked at him.
"May I have my towel back?" Severus asked as he watched her.
"It's not like you'll be needing it anymore any ways." Hermione replied, "You had planned on getting dressed hadn't you?"
"Yes," he replied with all the serious he could muster.
"Well you certainly don't need a towel when your dressing." She slid off of the bed and walked towards him. She wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. She stood on her toes and whispered into his ear, "And you don't need a towel or clothes for what I have planned for you."
Severus suddenly felt flushed, coma or no coma, he thought, two months is a long time to go without Mione's attentions. "And what pray tell do you have planned?"
"Come over to the bed and find out," She let go of his waist and beckoned him over to the bed, "Come on, I don't bite.
Yes, you do, Severus thought as he slowly made his way over to the bed. He sat down on the edge of the bed. Hermione smiled and pushed him back gently on the bed. She stood up and pulled off the dress she wearing. Severus gasped at the sight of her naked body. He missed looking at her, both clothed and un.
Hermione slid onto the bed and began to plant kisses on his pale body. He shivered as she made her past his navel. "Gods Mione," he gasped as she worked him with her mouth.
She sat up and smiled at him. She crawled up to him and slid her leg over his waist and gently lowered herself onto him. She moaned as he filled her. Severus groaned at her warmth.
Mione slowly began to raise and lower herself. She did this gently, as if Severus would break. She worked herself to a strong climax and called out, "Ah, Severus!"
She ground down her hips as Severus reached his own climax, "Mione, Gods, Mione!"
Hermione lay her head on Severus' chest. They gasped and panted. This bout of lovemaking had been intense, and they both wanted to sleep. They dozed until they heard the grandfather clock tolling seven.
"Would you like to grace the great hall with your presence? I'm sure that the students would be greatly amused to see you there." Hermione sat up and smiled, "I'm going to shower then I'm going to go get breakfast."
***********
Severus got up and walked back to the open closet. He pulled out black shirt and slacks along with a dark green waist coat. He dressed slowly half listening to the shower running. He walked over and picked up the potions journal Mione had given him.
It was true, that he had thought he had lost it when he was young. He had no idea how the girl had come to possess it. Other than she had found it here she had been held and that it was also with Tom Riddles journal.
He walked into the living room and sat down on the couch and opened the journal. He smiled when he opened it to a drawing of the giant dragon trap, a more vicious version of the diminutive venus flytrap. He had been at one point a skilled artist. But spending all of his time just trying to stay alive had put a damper on that as well as fencing.
He turned the page and gasped.
********
Hermione hummed to herself as she showered. She washed away sweat and worry all in one go. She rinsed the shampoo out of her hair and turned the water off. She reached for a towel and wrapped it about her head in a semi turban.
Hermione reached for another towel and wrapped it about her body. She padded into the bedroom and frowned, "Where has that man got to?" She asked the orange lump on the bed. When she got no reply from him she stepped out into the living room.
"Severus?" She put a damp hand on the back of his neck. "Is something wrong?"
"No, It's just, have you looked at this?" He asked looking at her and gesturing to the journal, which now lay closed on his lap.
"No, I have been reading Riddle's Book, Why?"
He opened the book and pointed to a back page that had a drawing on it. "This," he handed the book over to him.
*******
She stared at the drawings, she could do nothing else. It showed two angels; one was a woman the other was a girl, still a child. Their faces were crying but they looked distinctly like Hers and Cicely's. They were shrouded in shadows, as if the shadows themselves were a living entity. It was dated '73. She set the book down and felt the towel slip away from her body.
"Severus, I don't understand." She said looking into his dark eyes.
"I used to draw things from my dreams in here. It was so long ago I never remembered drawing it. I never thought to have this book again." He raised an eyebrow when he saw her naked body, "You do know you're naked right?"
"Of course I know," She turned and walked to the bedroom, She stopped in the doorway and turned around to face him, "I do this to bother you," She blew him a kiss and disappeared inside the bedroom, firmly closing the door behind her.
Severus was bothered, but in a good way. He loved the look of her creamy and pale flesh, the shape of her breasts and buttocks. Stop that severus, he thought, you'll need a freezing spell otherwise.
TBC
A/N: Thanks for all of the reviews. I have caught up on writing several chapters ahead of my readers and have a few completely new plot gophers.
thanks: Zoe, Maddie, Slytheringal & starhealer13
Severus used the post of his bed for support as he made his way to the bathroom. He needed to take a decent shower. No more quick clean spells for him.
He took his clothes off slowly and looked at the newest scars dotting his body. "I will have to kill Serrento if he tries to hurt her," he said softly. He felt stronger this morning, He told himself that it was from sleeping in his own bed with Hermione next to him.
He mentally ran out everything that Hermione had told him. How could his own brother do this to him? He couldn't understand it, he didn't want to.
He stepped into the shower glad to have the handrail in there. Severus turned on the hot water and let it stream down his cool skin. He felt like a serpent waking up from a winter torpor. He figured that's what he had done, he was after all a Slytherin, and a Snape.
******
Severus stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel from the rack. He dried his hair and wrapped another towel around his waist.
He opened the door to his bedroom and gasped when the cold air hit his now warmed body.
Severus walked over to his closet and opened the door. He suddenly felt the towel dropping away from him, and heard a giggle.
He turned to see Hermione sitting on the bed holding his towel in one hand her wand in the other, "Did you lose something?" She smiled at him.
She looked at his thin but still muscular body, and bit her lip as she tried not to giggle. He needs to put of weight on, she told herself as she looked at him.
"May I have my towel back?" Severus asked as he watched her.
"It's not like you'll be needing it anymore any ways." Hermione replied, "You had planned on getting dressed hadn't you?"
"Yes," he replied with all the serious he could muster.
"Well you certainly don't need a towel when your dressing." She slid off of the bed and walked towards him. She wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. She stood on her toes and whispered into his ear, "And you don't need a towel or clothes for what I have planned for you."
Severus suddenly felt flushed, coma or no coma, he thought, two months is a long time to go without Mione's attentions. "And what pray tell do you have planned?"
"Come over to the bed and find out," She let go of his waist and beckoned him over to the bed, "Come on, I don't bite.
Yes, you do, Severus thought as he slowly made his way over to the bed. He sat down on the edge of the bed. Hermione smiled and pushed him back gently on the bed. She stood up and pulled off the dress she wearing. Severus gasped at the sight of her naked body. He missed looking at her, both clothed and un.
Hermione slid onto the bed and began to plant kisses on his pale body. He shivered as she made her past his navel. "Gods Mione," he gasped as she worked him with her mouth.
She sat up and smiled at him. She crawled up to him and slid her leg over his waist and gently lowered herself onto him. She moaned as he filled her. Severus groaned at her warmth.
Mione slowly began to raise and lower herself. She did this gently, as if Severus would break. She worked herself to a strong climax and called out, "Ah, Severus!"
She ground down her hips as Severus reached his own climax, "Mione, Gods, Mione!"
Hermione lay her head on Severus' chest. They gasped and panted. This bout of lovemaking had been intense, and they both wanted to sleep. They dozed until they heard the grandfather clock tolling seven.
"Would you like to grace the great hall with your presence? I'm sure that the students would be greatly amused to see you there." Hermione sat up and smiled, "I'm going to shower then I'm going to go get breakfast."
***********
Severus got up and walked back to the open closet. He pulled out black shirt and slacks along with a dark green waist coat. He dressed slowly half listening to the shower running. He walked over and picked up the potions journal Mione had given him.
It was true, that he had thought he had lost it when he was young. He had no idea how the girl had come to possess it. Other than she had found it here she had been held and that it was also with Tom Riddles journal.
He walked into the living room and sat down on the couch and opened the journal. He smiled when he opened it to a drawing of the giant dragon trap, a more vicious version of the diminutive venus flytrap. He had been at one point a skilled artist. But spending all of his time just trying to stay alive had put a damper on that as well as fencing.
He turned the page and gasped.
********
Hermione hummed to herself as she showered. She washed away sweat and worry all in one go. She rinsed the shampoo out of her hair and turned the water off. She reached for a towel and wrapped it about her head in a semi turban.
Hermione reached for another towel and wrapped it about her body. She padded into the bedroom and frowned, "Where has that man got to?" She asked the orange lump on the bed. When she got no reply from him she stepped out into the living room.
"Severus?" She put a damp hand on the back of his neck. "Is something wrong?"
"No, It's just, have you looked at this?" He asked looking at her and gesturing to the journal, which now lay closed on his lap.
"No, I have been reading Riddle's Book, Why?"
He opened the book and pointed to a back page that had a drawing on it. "This," he handed the book over to him.
*******
She stared at the drawings, she could do nothing else. It showed two angels; one was a woman the other was a girl, still a child. Their faces were crying but they looked distinctly like Hers and Cicely's. They were shrouded in shadows, as if the shadows themselves were a living entity. It was dated '73. She set the book down and felt the towel slip away from her body.
"Severus, I don't understand." She said looking into his dark eyes.
"I used to draw things from my dreams in here. It was so long ago I never remembered drawing it. I never thought to have this book again." He raised an eyebrow when he saw her naked body, "You do know you're naked right?"
"Of course I know," She turned and walked to the bedroom, She stopped in the doorway and turned around to face him, "I do this to bother you," She blew him a kiss and disappeared inside the bedroom, firmly closing the door behind her.
Severus was bothered, but in a good way. He loved the look of her creamy and pale flesh, the shape of her breasts and buttocks. Stop that severus, he thought, you'll need a freezing spell otherwise.
TBC
A/N: Thanks for all of the reviews. I have caught up on writing several chapters ahead of my readers and have a few completely new plot gophers.
thanks: Zoe, Maddie, Slytheringal & starhealer13