Disclaimer: I don't own HP or "Jailhouse Rock." J.K. and the great Elvis Presley do.
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
Hermione sighed as she crocheted the last stitch on the scarf she was making for Kenton. She smiled as she laid it and her crocheting tools on the floor next to the bed. She lay back on her feather pillow and closed her eyes.
The door to the bedroom clicked, and her eyelids fluttered open to see Severus walking in. He shut the door behind him and fell on the bed next to her without bothering to take his cloak off.
"Hello, sweetheart," she said, kissing him gently on the lips.
"Good evening, love," he replied, placing his hand on her stomach.
"Joining that committee on improving Hogwarts was a big commitment… those meetings are quite tiring," he said, yawning.
"Aww, well, now you can just relax," she said soothingly.
All of a sudden, there was a scuffle outside the door, a crack, and a muffled incantation that sounded like a mangled form of Colloportus.
Severus jumped up immediately, with Hermione at his heels. He grabbed the door handle, but it wouldn't budge.
"What the bloody hell… Felicity? What did you do?" Felicity was the only Snape child with a wand, so he only assumed it was her who had muttered the spell.
"Dad! Rosalyn stole my wand and tried to lock you and Mum in your room as a joke, but she messed up the spell!" Felicity said, and Hermione and Severus could hear Rosalyn take a breath to protest.
"It was Kenton's idea! He said it would be funny, and he told me the spell was Colliportium!" Rosalyn whined.
"I thought it was! That's what Darren told me!" Kenton piped up.
Severus was quickly losing his patience. "CHILDREN! BE QUIET THIS INSTANT!" he snapped. All was quiet outside the door.
Hermione remained calm. "All right, now all we have to do is this," she said quietly, drew her wand, and muttered, "Alohomora." Nothing happened. She cocked her head. "What in the world?" she murmured, turning her head to look up at her husband. He narrowed his eyes and pulled out his wand.
He pointed his wand at the lock and muttered "Alohomora," but nothing happened. "Well, that's bloody brilliant. We're locked in our own room!" he said, laughing bitterly.
"What do you mean? We're the heads of Gryffindor and Slytherin house, and we let our children lock us in a room?" Hermione exclaimed incredulously.
"When a spell like Colloportus is uttered incorrectly by an underage witch or wizard, there isn't anything any witch or wizard, even the heads of house, can do but wait it out. Not even a house elf can do anything about it. It usually takes at least 10 hours before anything can be done to correct it," Severus said, sighing and sitting on the bed.
"So we're stuck in here for ten hours?" Hermione said, sitting next to him.
"Yes, it looks that way," he stood up and walked to the door. "Felicity?" he said, keeping his voice firm but gentle.
"Yes, Dad?" she asked quietly.
"It's almost time to sleep anyway, so get your brothers and sisters to bed, and we will deal with all of this in the morning. Thank God it's Saturday," he said.
"Okay, Dad… I'm sorry," she said ruefully.
"We're sorry too, Mum and Daddy," Rosalyn and Kenton said.
"It's alright children. We love you," Hermione said, and Severus echoed her.
"We love you too," they chorused, and with that, they were off to bed.
Severus sighed and sat down next to Hermione, removing his cloak.
As he slipped the cloak off his broad shoulders, Hermione had a fantastic idea. She grinned, took out her wand, and muttered "Silencio."
Severus looked at his wife and when he saw the wicked grin on her face, he immediately knew what she was thinking. Hermione slipped her robe off, revealing a short, sexy silk nightgown. It was a deep shade of green, Severus's favorite. He felt himself stiffen as she rose up behind him and began to massage his shoulders. He leaned his head back and looked up into her caramel eyes. He smiled warmly as he turned around and pulled Hermione to her feet in front of him.
She melted into his arms just like it was the first time he had held her there. He put his hands on her shoulders, pulling her thin spaghetti straps down, sliding the nightgown down over her hips. She hadn't been wearing anything underneath, and at the sight of her naked body, he felt as if he were going to explode.
She smiled and began to unbutton all the tiny buttons on his robes. She took her time, deliberately making him wait. She knew he hated to wait, but it made their passion so wild and raw when he had to.
His breath quickened as she unbuttoned the last button and dropped his robes to the floor. She stepped closer to him and touched her burning body to his. He let out the breath he had been holding as he felt the overwhelming urge to throw her to the bed. He looked down at her, his eyes ablaze with passion. She knew what he was thinking and nodded slightly. He grinned slyly as he picked her up and threw her onto their feather bed. She sank in, and he climbed on top of her and immediately placed himself right at her entrance. Hermione gasped.
"Merlin, Severus, you'd think you hadn't had sex in years," she breathed, teasing him.
"I could make love to you every minute of the day, love, and still not be satiated," he purred, and without warning, thrust himself into her.
Hermione screamed and arched her back. After nearly 17 years of marriage, she was used to her husband's impressive girth, but it never failed to pleasure her to the ends of the earth.
She dug her nails into his shoulders, clawing his back, screaming his name.
"Oh, Hermione, I love you," he gasped between breaths.
"Severus, I love you… please… make me come," she managed, biting her lip in apprehension. Hermione was probably one of the only women in the world who has never, once in her life, had sex without having an orgasm.
He made one last thrust, biting her neck as he did so. She moaned as she came. Right after she released, Severus did the same. He raised himself up, and pushed a lock of hair out of her eyes. She smiled weakly. He kissed her nose and rolled to her side.
"I love you, my darling," she whispered, snuggling to him. He wrapped his arms around her.
"And I you, sweetheart. Now aren't you glad we got locked in here? I don't even think we should punish the kids. Chances are, we wouldn't have gotten around to having mind-blowing sex if they hadn't locked us in here," he said with a laugh.
She grinned. "You're probably right. We'll just let it go, and they'll never know the favor they did for us," she said, letting her eyes flutter closed. He smiled and closed his eyes as well. They drifted off into sleep.
/\/\/\
The next morning, Hermione woke first, rolling over and shaking Severus. He stirred and threw the cover over his face.
"Darling, wake up, we have to try the door," she said, yawning. She got up, wrapped her robe around her body, and retrieved her wand off the bedside table. Severus finally rolled out of bed too, wrapping his black silk robe around him. She pointed her wand at the door and muttered "Alohomora," and the lock clicked open. Hermione and Severus sighed with relief.
Hermione pulled the door open and ventured into the kitchen, where Felicity was already making breakfast.
Hermione grinned; she knew Felicity was trying to make up for losing possession of her wand.
"Good morning, Felicity," Hermione said, kissing her cheek. Severus did the same.
"Mornin' Mum, Dad," she said, setting the table. "I've made breakfast," she said proudly.
"We see, and thank you. But don't worry, you aren't in trouble," Severus said, winking at his wife.
"Really?!" she exclaimed happily, hugging him and Hermione at the same time.
"Really, we know mistakes happen," Hermione said, "and your brother and sister aren't in trouble either," she finished.
No sooner had the words come out of her mouth, Kenton and Rosalyn appeared from around the corner.
"Awesome!" they both yelled, each hugging Hermione and Severus.
They laughed, unable to help themselves.
As Vivienne came in the kitchen, holding little Hunter's hand as he toddled next to her, Hermione felt a strong feeling of love overtake her. She bit her lip and fought back sudden tears.
She had to be the luckiest woman in the world. She had a perfect husband, five beautiful children, and the best life any witch ever knew.
She kissed Kenton's messy black curls, and knew she was blessed.
I sure would be delighted with your company.
tbc
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