You taste like whiskey, when we kiss.

Hermione tip toed into Harry's living room the following morning. Draco and Harry sitting in arm chairs either side of Harry's coffee table. A large piece of parchment spread out and the two men, no... boys... Severus was a man, talking animatedly.
They both looked up at Hermione briefly as she sat down, watching them intently.
"We are just devising a plan to get into the manor and kill the dark lord." Harry smiled at his friend.
Hermione only nodded, he said it as if it were an easy task. Draco took a quill and began to draw.

Here are the gates, and the driveway, he was drawing a birds eye view, before long he had the layout of the manor on the paper. "And what is security like." Harry looked to the other boy, who dropped his gaze shyly.

"Death eaters on the gate, death eaters at all the entry points. Nothing can get in or out undetected. Except for a small ten minute gap at midnight."

"And where does Voldemort reside?" Harry's dark raven hair falling into his eyes, a soft look cast over Draco who shifted nervously in his seat. His stomach was doing back flips right about now and he had no idea why... surely he did not find him... attractive?

"In the throne room," He spat out a little to venomously for his own liking. He was scared... he was not... gay.
"Throne room?" Harry questioned.
"Father wanted one... He would sit in there for hours pretending he was the king of some far distant land." Draco blushed as Harry let out a snort.
"So anyway, we can get in a midnight, find him and kill him." Harry sounded hopefully.
A snort came from the doorway of the room, three sets of eyes drifted to the direction. Severus stood there, Hermione almost melted, she always found him handsome but something about him right now made her go weak.

"And you think, Potter, it will be that easy? I assure you if it was he would be dead now," His voice monotone as he sat next to Hermione.
"Well, yeah kinda." Harry ran a single hand through his hair, messing it up further.
Severus could only shake his head. "And what are you going to do about the last two Horcruxes?" His baritone voice made Hermione shiver.
"I.. well I never thought of that."
"As usual Potter you are under prepared and over eager to go running wand blazing into a situation you yourself are not prepared for," His voice so soft and so close to the truth Harry shuddered.

"I will... I was going in hoping for the best."
"You cannot go in hoping for the best. The best in that situation will be death!" Severus bellowed out, Hermione and Draco both jumped a touch.
Harry just looked to the ground, everything the man said was so close to home it made him uneasy.
"But, lucky for you, Potter, I do know what the last two Horcruxes are." He grinned maliciously.
Harry looked to him, hopeful, Wondering.
"One is that ghastly snake that follows him everywhere."
Draco shuddered "I hate that thing, the amount of times it just popped up in front of me and eye balled me. I should have turned it into snake soup."

"Yes well that needs to be out of the way before you can even get near Voldemort. Now I would work that into your little plan, to make you a hero. And the second Horcrux Harry, Is you." He raised a single brow as if challenging any of the to question him, of course Harry did.
"How did you find that out?"
"When they were killing me, which let me tell you was slow and painful, it came up as they were torturing me." He shifted uncomfortably as he thought of what happened to him.
"So I have to die?" Harry;s eyes wide.
"Yes and no. The Horcrux within you must die. I am unsure if you will die at all, I guess in time we will find out." He shrugged.

Harry's hands sweating and heart beating hard in his chest, Swallowing hard he looked to Draco. Getting to his feet he needed some fresh air, he left the room.
"Go with him, Draco, and make sure he does not do anything stupid." Severus' tone bored and irate.
Draco nodded, jumped to his feet and followed hot on Harry's heels.

Severus rested his head in hands for a moment sighing deeply. "I did not want to tell him but he had to know." He dropped his hands, looked to the girl next to him, brushing a long pale finger across her cheek. "I want you to have no part in the final battle, woman. I could not bear to loose you."
He leant in and placed a single kiss on her lips. "Harry needs me, Severus. I cannot just sit by idly while he goes into face the dark lord by himself."

Severus rolled his eyes "I assure you he can go in without you and he will, you will have no part in this. Let that red headed twit go in and stare death in the face. Not you."

Hermione looked at him, her gaze harsh "I will do as I wish, Severus Snape and I do not need YOU to tell ME what I can and cannot do. I am an adult not a child." Words spoken level and firm.

"Oh come off it, you are hardly an adult, compared to me you are still wet behind the ears. You, woman know hardly anything about life or magic. You think you do, but you do not, you may be a wise head on young shoulder but you have a lot to learn." He rolled his eyes once more, yawning.
Getting to her feet she faced him, her body trembling with anger coursing through her "You, Severus Snape are nothing but a cruel evil git, and I now wish you had not come back from beyond the veil," Screaming, her heart pounding hard in her chest.
"Is that how it is? Very well." His voice soft and strained, almost sad.
Hermione turned on her heel and raced from the room, that man was impossible.

HG/SS

Hermione had spent the following twelve hours locked away in one of Harry's spare bedrooms, crying. For a man that claimed to love her she sure had spilt a lot a tears over him, perhaps she had even cried enough to fill a river.

Harry and Draco had both checked in on her during the day, she would just smile a wet teary smile telling them she was fine, the truth was she was hurt. Cut up inside from his hurtful words.

Severus sat in his room on his bed. He wanted to leave and escape for a while but that was not going to happen. He was meant to be dead, and if he was caught again he would be dead again for sure.

Luckily for him, Harry had the brains to leave him with a glass and a bottle full of old Ogdens. At least the boy came in handy for something, it was not often he was useful.

Walking over to the table that held the liquor he poured himself a glass, right to the top. Setting the bottle back down he picked the cup off the table and drank half of it in one gulp. The warm amber liquid burnt his throat, made his eyes water but at least he would be feeling numb, soon.
He could not work out what was wrong with her, one minute she was loving him and the next she had stormed off, Maybe the truth hurts?

Finishing the last of his old Ogden's he slammed the cup down upon the table. He would not let her storm off and have a sulk every time something did not go her way, no. He was going to go find her and make her see reason. Make her see the reason he did not want her to face the dark lord was because he did not want anything to happen to her. The problem with her, he was sure, that she only heard what she wanted to and not the whole story.

Pulling open the door to his room he stalked down the hall way, robes billowing in his trademark fashion. Stopping at her door he thought for a moment. Should he knock, shhould he barge in and assert his authority? Women liked authority, didn't they?

Throwing the door open with a little more force than he would have liked, Hermione jumped in turn. Staring at him wide eyed as he stalked into the room and stood before where she lay.
"Can I help you?" She was seething, how dare he barge in.
"Yes, you can help me. You can help me by stop throwing your little tantrums when I tell you I do not want you doing something. Your tantrums would be the envy of a two year old." Yep, that was it, he was sure he was going the right way to win her back over.

Sitting up slowly on the edge of the bed her eyes narrowed into slits. "Two year old am I. Tantrums do I?" She eyed her wand thoughtfully that was sitting on the small bedside table. She went to make a lunge for it. Lightning fast he too lunged for it and succeeded. Twirling the long polished wood between his fingers, he smiled.

"Now you will sit here and hear me out, Woman." He watched as she folded her arms across her chest and huffed.

"Now you can go on and huff and puff and tantrum and sook but it will get you no where with me. You are an adult not a first year at Hogwarts. When I say I do not want you to do anything it is because I care for you and I have been there and done that. I have made the mistakes and I tell you so you do not go off and make the same ones." His voice stern, her face fell when he started talking, the reasoning behind his theory was probably correct.

"I still do not appreciate you telling me I know nothing." She cocked her head to the side.

He sighed in frustration, throwing his hands in the air. "It was in comparison to me, Hermione. You are very bright, so very smart but I was comparing you to me. You are much brighter than anyone your age and a lot brighter then those older than you."
She nodded slightly, maybe she did go off the deep end to quickly without thinking about it rationally.

"Now, Woman, here is your wand back." He was sure she was not going to hex him and he deemed it safe to hand it back. Ceasing her around the wrist he pulled her to her feet placing a hot kiss on her lips, the taste of whiskey lingered on his breath. She pulled away coughing. "You taste like whiskey, when we kiss." She managed to choke out.

"So it would seem." He pushed her back on the bed, she fell with a thud, he landed atop of her assaulting her neck. Nips and licks travelled down her neck and across her collar bone, goosebumps soon followed. Tongue roamed freely over bare nape of neck, exhales loud and jaggered. Clothes removed within seconds, appearing folded neatly on the bedside table. A little wand less magic Severus prided himself on.
Lips roamed down bare breast, licking, taking a pink bud into his wet cavernous mouth. Sucking,licking playing, moans escaped the girl. Member growing hard Severus rubbed it against her thigh. Pre cum dripping from the tip and staining her leg.

Mouth moved to the neglected nipple giving it the attention it's brother had received. Hips bucked up, nails dug into bare flesh then it stopped.

Forcing his lips upon hers, the whiskey still evident and strong, tongue forced into her mouth, more moans, hands grabbing and clutching flesh like a lion at it's prey. Legs wrapped around his waist in a furry of want, need and desire. Loins aching with need and want. Wet, ready for his cock to be sheathed within her. He obliged, the head pushed into her, seconds passed, forcing the rest of his length within her. She squealed, he groaned. At home is how he felt. Wet, slippery. he began to thrust slow at first then the pace increased as they both neared their climax.
Skin on skin they were as close as man and woman could become, he was inside of her, they could not get closer than that. Legs still wrapped firm around his waste her clit began to tingle, she was getting close. Sweat covered his brow as she began to match his pace thrust for thrust.
Breath increased, the exchanging of body heat caused their heart rates to increase. "I love you, Severus." She moaned as she was getting closer, now moments from the brink.
He looked into her eyes "I love you too, Hermione." A soft rose pink light engulfed the room. The room shook as they both come, collapsing into a heap.

"What was that?" Hermione panted, breathless.
"I have no idea," He mused, then raised a brow.
"Have you always had that heart shape tattoo on your wrist, woman?"
Hermione confused looked to the underside of her right wrist. There right in the centre sat a black perfect shaped love heart.
"What... I have never.." She was lost of words.
Severus looked to his own wrist, he too had the same heart. His face paled as he looked at it.
"I think we are bound by the love you feel for me." His voice a mere squeak. He loved her but he did not think he would ever be bound to her.

"Oh, shit." Were the only words she could get out before there was a knock on the bedroom door.

A/N: Ohhh they are bound :D I had the idea come to me one night that they would be bound whilst making love and declaring their love for one another.

Hope you all enjoy this update. I am loving writing this and have a fair few more chapters to come! We have hit 116 reviews. Let's see if we can hit 126 reviews, yeah?

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