Severus lay in bed, he was thinking. What have I become? I am no longer a true menace to all the students and staff. I know longer have to play both sides for Voldemort. He glanced over at Hermione who, partially wrapped in a dark green sheet, dozed. He caught sight of her breast peeking out from a fold.
He pictured his father in his mind. He was a cold callous man who kept his feelings hidden away. Severus had vowed to be strong like him. wanted that strength to keep others distant. Yet here he was with a young woman, a former student, in his bed. He loved her. He knew that nothing could change that.
Yet here she was with the oppurtunity of a life time. To become an Auror she would have to leave, go on dangerous missions that she might never return from. Severus felt his throat tightening. Could he face to lose her? He had fallen into his own personal abyss years before and nearly died. She wasn't a demon to be faced though. She was someone he could embrace, let his guard down with. She was a light in his otherwise gloomy life.
He got out of bed silently, classes would start in two hours. The school year was drawing to a close and he was no closer to figuring out how his life had changed since Hermione had come back.
He padded to the bathroom and turned on the shower. He stood in the steaming hot water and sighed. He heard the door creak and the soft footsteps of Hermione. He peaked out of the shower, "You're awake?"
"I am certainly not sleep walking Severus," He scooted in the shower and let her in. Severus kissed hermione on the head as her arms wrapped around his neck. Her breasts pressed against his scarred chest. She nuzzled him then looked up.
"What?" He asked.
She just smiled, shaking her head and turning towards the stream on hot water. Severus left Hermione in the shower. He shook his head as he padded around their bedroom with a towel wrapped around him. He dressed in his usual black and watched as Hermione strode out of the bathroom, towel-less and proud. She has right to be proud of a body like that, he laughed.
"What's funny?" She looked at herself and smiled, "Nakednes still bothering you Severus?"
He should his head, "Nothing love, nothing at all."
"I'm heading down for breakfast." she said as she finished dressing. She left Severus in their chambers. He sighed, once again, wondering why he should suddenly have fallen for this young woman, his former student now less. She certainly didn't act like she did when she was a student.
Maybe there was something that changed her? he asked himself. I nearly died and it took someone I never thought very highly of before to make me realize I didn't have to be a bitter person. The little voice in Severus' mind started to murmur something, His scars started to ache, and his heart fluttered. Something is terribly wrong with me, his mind racing, I should never have turned out this way. I should be like my father, a stoic, a callous and calculating man. I am not someone who allows himself to be swept off his feet. He chided himself, something he did so often in the past but was now out of touch with.
He balled his fists and dugs his nails into his palms. He just couldn't understand what was happening to the man he once was.
He didn't fully understand the man he was about to become.
TBC
A/N: Sorry for not updating in the past few months. I have had a few tragedies and a few emotional thingies to deal with. If anyone is still paying attention to the story I plan to update asap. And for all the reviews since I last updated with an authors note, thanks for the kind words and being so understanding. And for the few reviews that bordered on severe criticism, I wrote this story for me, not really for anyone else. I know that the characters are OOC compared to Rowlings representation of them, they are my views of them. I would like to remind people that I understand the need for a beta, but this is my way of bettering myself in the writing field. I have sent out a book I have just recently finished writing out to agents and publishers. What I do at FF.net is purely for simple enjoyment and practice. If I use a beta I cannot better my writing style.
M. Raven
He pictured his father in his mind. He was a cold callous man who kept his feelings hidden away. Severus had vowed to be strong like him. wanted that strength to keep others distant. Yet here he was with a young woman, a former student, in his bed. He loved her. He knew that nothing could change that.
Yet here she was with the oppurtunity of a life time. To become an Auror she would have to leave, go on dangerous missions that she might never return from. Severus felt his throat tightening. Could he face to lose her? He had fallen into his own personal abyss years before and nearly died. She wasn't a demon to be faced though. She was someone he could embrace, let his guard down with. She was a light in his otherwise gloomy life.
He got out of bed silently, classes would start in two hours. The school year was drawing to a close and he was no closer to figuring out how his life had changed since Hermione had come back.
He padded to the bathroom and turned on the shower. He stood in the steaming hot water and sighed. He heard the door creak and the soft footsteps of Hermione. He peaked out of the shower, "You're awake?"
"I am certainly not sleep walking Severus," He scooted in the shower and let her in. Severus kissed hermione on the head as her arms wrapped around his neck. Her breasts pressed against his scarred chest. She nuzzled him then looked up.
"What?" He asked.
She just smiled, shaking her head and turning towards the stream on hot water. Severus left Hermione in the shower. He shook his head as he padded around their bedroom with a towel wrapped around him. He dressed in his usual black and watched as Hermione strode out of the bathroom, towel-less and proud. She has right to be proud of a body like that, he laughed.
"What's funny?" She looked at herself and smiled, "Nakednes still bothering you Severus?"
He should his head, "Nothing love, nothing at all."
"I'm heading down for breakfast." she said as she finished dressing. She left Severus in their chambers. He sighed, once again, wondering why he should suddenly have fallen for this young woman, his former student now less. She certainly didn't act like she did when she was a student.
Maybe there was something that changed her? he asked himself. I nearly died and it took someone I never thought very highly of before to make me realize I didn't have to be a bitter person. The little voice in Severus' mind started to murmur something, His scars started to ache, and his heart fluttered. Something is terribly wrong with me, his mind racing, I should never have turned out this way. I should be like my father, a stoic, a callous and calculating man. I am not someone who allows himself to be swept off his feet. He chided himself, something he did so often in the past but was now out of touch with.
He balled his fists and dugs his nails into his palms. He just couldn't understand what was happening to the man he once was.
He didn't fully understand the man he was about to become.
TBC
A/N: Sorry for not updating in the past few months. I have had a few tragedies and a few emotional thingies to deal with. If anyone is still paying attention to the story I plan to update asap. And for all the reviews since I last updated with an authors note, thanks for the kind words and being so understanding. And for the few reviews that bordered on severe criticism, I wrote this story for me, not really for anyone else. I know that the characters are OOC compared to Rowlings representation of them, they are my views of them. I would like to remind people that I understand the need for a beta, but this is my way of bettering myself in the writing field. I have sent out a book I have just recently finished writing out to agents and publishers. What I do at FF.net is purely for simple enjoyment and practice. If I use a beta I cannot better my writing style.
M. Raven