A/N: I apologise to those who have been following, it has taken way too long. Unfortunately, my muse left me for a while and I couldn't seem to get this scene right. I am still not sure it is good enough so please review. It is very much a scene for 18 and over so please do not read if you do not want SMUT.

Chapter 21: Nightmares and Dreamscapes

Severus woke with a painful start. The mark burned darkly. He knew it was only a matter of time before he would be called back into the dual life he had known fifteen years ago.

"Severus?" Rose's quiet voice interrupted his thoughts. "Are you alright? You hissed in your sleep."

"My arm hurts, it's nothing, go back to sleep darling." He whispered as he turned and took her into his arms.

Rose turned and took his left arm, drew up his sleeve and peered at the mark.

"Darling, is there a way I can keep it from hurting you?"

"No, it will burn until he is back and then I will simply wish to cut my arm off." Severus growled absentmindedly.

He felt a gentle touch on his arm, and then the warmth of her lips on the unsavory stain.

"What are you doing?" He gasped.

"I love all of you, Severus. You may have been stained by his evil, but you are not evil. I want to take that pain away. I want it all to be a nightmare we have stored away in the deepest, darkest recesses of our minds." She whispered, locking eyes with him.

He pulled her up against him and kissed her soundly.

"That little witch," he thought. "How is it that I am lucky enough to have gotten a second chance with her."

His thoughts were erased as Rose deepened the kiss and moaned. Severus lost all conscious thoughts and pulled her closer. He eased her onto her back and his hands began to roam her slight body. He could feel a tightening in his groin as her back arched towards him. His left hand made its way to her ample chest and began to explore her breast, tracing small circles around the tightening bud in his palm.

Rose's hands slipped beneath the white linen shirt he had worn to bed. Her little hands crept up from his waist and rested on the silky smattering of ebony hair on his chest. They felt their way across the expanse on his chest and made their way to his back. Her nails dug in just ever so slightly as small waves of pleasure from Severus' ministrations crashed over her. She felt a warmth flooding through her that built and began to concentrate in her lower abdomen. She arched her back against his hands to feel more. She could feel his hardening erection against her thigh. Severus' lips left hers and began a slow, sensuous path down her neck.

"Mistress Rose!" A squeaky voice interrupted the lovers.

Rose and Severus groaned before she replied breathlessly.

"Yes?"

"It is time for breakfast. They are waiting for you and Master Snape in the Great Hall!"

"Tell Professor Dumbledore we will be there in a minute." Rose replied. A slight pop was heard. "Merlin's Beard, if I never see that god forsaken Great Hall again it will be too soon!" She exclaimed angrily.

Severus breathed heavily and stared at the witch before him. He needed to get his body under control before he headed to the Hall. He watched as Rose straightened herself out quickly, and let his body return to the real world.

Once she was ready he cast a quickly spell to tidy himself up and headed to the Great Hall with her.

"Severus, Harry told me yesterday that today was a Hogsmeade Day, would you be interested in going with me?"

"I wish, but I have potions to brew for Poppy. The last two tasks depleted her stocks of Blood Replenishing, Pepper-Up and Warmth Regeneration Potion. I have to get her those by the end of the day. I hope you don't mind." Severus looked over to make sure she would not be angry with her.

"I don't mind at all Severus. It isn't like there won't be any other opportunities for us to spend time together." Her eyes twinkled at him and warmth filled him.

"Witch, behave, you have no idea what thoughts are playing in my mind." He growled jokingly.

"Don't think they aren't playing in my mind either, Severus." Rose laughed. "I have every intention of resuming our morning activities later on and not being disturbed!" She whispered mischievously to him.

He turned four different shades of red and noticed Boy Wonder walking up the stairs to the teachers' table.

"Your nephew," he whispered. "Potter, what delightful surprise. To what do we owe your interruption?" He growled.

"I'm here to speak to my aunt," Harry replied. "Rose, do you want to walk to Hogsmeade with Hermione, Ron and me?"

"I'd love to Harry." Rose beamed at her nephew.

Severus tuned them out as they made plans to meet. He loved Rose, but the boy was a constant reminder of his worst memories. Rose a crumpled mess in McGonagall's classroom, the constant taunting of the Marauders, the loss of both his best friends due to Potter Senior and Lily's death.

"How can she not see that he is just like his father?" Severus thought to himself.
"He'll just end up hurting her, his friends or worse, killing them!"

"A Knut for your thoughts, Severus?" Rose asked.

"Nothing, just planning out my brewing schedule." He answered absentmindedly.

"Severus, you can't lie to me. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just wish I was spending the day with you and didn't have to share you with the boy."

Rose sighed, put her hand on his arm and squeezed it gently. Sadness hid in the depths of her eyes. He knew that she wished they could get along and get over whatever conflict was between them. He wished he could for her, but he could not get past the fact that the boy was symbolic of everything that had been stolen from him. The last fifteen years would simply not go away because she was back. She could not erase all the heartache caused by the Marauders. He would never get past what those four idiots had done to those he loved.

"Severus, I'm going to get ready. I'll see you later tonight?"

"Of course." He smiled and remembered that his priority was to do all he could to spend as much time catching up with her and rebuilding their friendship.

Rose left the hall followed by Potter and his friends. They made plans to meet in the Great Hall thirty minutes later. Rose sped to her room and began to get ready. She was still somewhat seething at the negative press her nephew was garnering and with the news that Voldemort seemed to be on the rise, her worries simply amplified.

Rose hurried back to the Great Hall to see her nephew beaming at her. Rose's heart beat faster. She had a family that loved her. She was rebuilding the remnants of her youth but without the bullies and the heartache. Severus was hers now. Lily's son was hers to raise and she would even get a chance to see fear etched on Petunia's face for once.

"Hello Hermione! Ron!" She exclaimed joyfully. "Harry, what are your plans for this Hogsmeade trip?"

"The usual, I guess. Zonko's, Honeydukes and probably a little butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks."

"I have to go to Scrivenshaft's, Harry. I need more parchment." Hermione added.

"Well it seems we all have more than a few things to purchase." Rose said. "I need to go to Gladrags and Scrivenshaft's as well. How about this? Hermione and I go do our errands and meet you boys at the pub for a butterbeer and then we can all go to Honeydukes together before coming back to the castle."

The three agreed and they were off to the small village. They spoke of classes and magic and how each was doing this school year. They all had many questions for Rose about her last years as a student at Hogwarts and beginning in a new school. What it was like to teach abroad. Hermione was especially interested in her studies in the Middle East. Soon they reached the village.

"Alright, Ron, Harry we'll see you in an hour at the pub." Rose called out as Hermione and she headed further up the street to Scrivenshaft's and Gladrags.

"Hermione, I'll go get what I need in Gladrags and meet you in the bookstore in fifteen minutes, is that alright with you?" Rose asked quietly.

"Sounds good Professor Evans," Hermione smiled.

Rose walked swiftly to Gladrags and headed to the back of the store. She began to rifle through the store's many lingerie racks to find something that could possibly entice Severus later that day.

"Do you need any help, Miss?" The store clerk asked.

"No, I think I'll be alright. I think I have found exactly what I need. Thank you!" Rose replied quickly.

She had found the right number and a few more little outfits to surprise her Severus. Rose went to the counter, paid for her purchases and vanished them into her purse. The last thing she needed was for Harry to see those purchases.

Rose then went to the bookstore and collected Hermione as well as a few books she had ordered from the Orient. A small surprise for Severus' birthday. The girls then went to meet Harry and Ron and the rest of the afternoon passed without events.

Severus was in the Entrance Hall when Rose and the children returned from their trip. Though no smile leapt to his lips in front of the children, his eyes lit up as he saw Rose. She in turn nodded in his direction and they all headed into the Great Hall for their evening meal.

"Do you have to patrol the hallways tonight?" Rose asked quietly as they sat down.

"No, I'm off duty. Do you have something in mind?"

"I have to help Harry with a history essay but I'll be free as of nine tonight. Meet me in my rooms at ten o'clock?" Rose whispered back.

"Why ten?" Severus asked, perplexed.

"I would like to take a shower. I have been gallivanting all over the countryside this afternoon." Rose replied with a laugh.

"Very true. I keep forgetting how grimy those Hogsmeade trips can be." Severus chuckled quietly. They finished their supper and left quickly.

Time slowed for Severus. He was nervous, anxious. He couldn't wait to make his way to Rose's rooms. The last few months he'd had to hold back his desires and finally they would be consummated. He hoped he would be up to par, that she would not reject him afterwards. He wondered if she'd had many partners before. If Black had gotten his filthy paws on her.

Rose could not focus on Harry's essay for the life of her. All she could think about was Severus and how they would finally be joined together that night. She kept replaying the events of the morning in her head and no matter how she tried to stifle it the same warm sensation flooded her lower abdomen. She kept looking at the clock and hoping for nine o'clock to appear out of thin air. Yet time seemed to slow even more with each passing second.

She was worried, she knew she wanted Severus, needed him to take her. But she was afraid that he would hate her secret, see her shame. She hoped she would not lose him once he found out. It was a secret shame she could only ever share with him. If he rejected her because of it, she knew she would never love again.

"Rose, I'm done my essay. Thanks for all the help. I hope I didn't disturb you too much." Harry said quietly, pulling her from her reverie.

"Of course you don't disturb me, Harry. I am just tired and have a lot on my mind. I have my advanced potion classes brewing a very complex brew on Monday and was making lists of ingredients to give to Professor Snape. Forgive me for being so distracted." Rose replied, She was not quite lying, she had done an inventory of her needs for the next week, but that had only taken a few minutes of her evening.

She hugged her nephew goodbye. She had an hour to make herself presentable for Severus. She retrieved her purchases from earlier that day and lay them out on her bed.

"What to wear?" She asked herself. "Severus' favorite color is black, but he loved my dress at the Yuletide Ball."

She left for her shower muttering to herself, trying to decide which undergarments to wear for her special night.

She slipped into the steaming shower and tried to calm her nerves as she slowly washed every part of her skin. Painstakingly, she shaved her legs and body the Muggle way. She slowly washed her hair with her most fragrant shampoo. She had made sure to use Severus' favourite scents so she could please him more. She washed the kinks of the day away and thought of her obsidian knight. She wondered how she could tell him that he would not be her first. That she had been forced to give herself to James' friend in order for him to save her and not abandon her. She had been sorely misused by the Marauders, especially Sirius.

Rose tried to clear her mind so she could concentrate on Severus. She wondered if he would be gentle or if he would be like Sirius and care only about his own release. She giggled to herself at the thought. He had always been so gentle with her, there was no way he could be an oaf like the mutt.

Slowly, she clothed herself in the tiny green satin nightie she had purchased, applied Severus' favourite perfume and wrapped herself in her black satin housecoat. She tried to wait patiently but nerves were getting to her. She called for an elf.

"Yes mistress!" A squeaky little elf named Minty appeared.

"Could you please get me a bottle of Firewhisky and a couple of glasses? Oh, and some sandwiches, I have a feeling some refreshment may be in order."

"Right away mistress" The little elf popped away happily.

Rose walked through her rooms and straightened everything out. She made sure everything was neat and tidy, and then lit some candles. To keep herself calm, she did everything the Muggle way. The strange tediousness of it calmed her, soothed her nerves. She thought back to her early morning wake up with Severus and blushed. She could feel warmth flow through her body.

"Mistress' refreshments are here!" Minty squeaked. "And Master Snape be walking up to your door ma'am. I made sure to make plenty of cucumber sandwiches and boar meat ones for the master. They is his favourites!"

The elf popped away as a quiet knock was heard through the rooms.

"Mistress, Master Snape would like to enter," her portrait elf announced.

"Let him in please." She answered nervously.

She smoothed her clammy palms along her housecoat and turned towards the entrance as Severus, in all his glory, billowed into the room.

Severus licked his lips as his eyes fell onto Rose. She was nervous, he could see it by the way she rubbed her palms onto her housecoat. They way her eyes darted around the room. He floated to her side and embraced her.

"Don't be afraid, my love," he whispered in her ears. "I won't hurt you."

Rose took his hand and led him to her sofa. She sat and pulled him down after her.

"Severus," she whispered softly. "Before we do this I have to tell you something."

"There is nothing you can say that will take me away from you, love." He whispered backed gently. He had a feeling that he would not be hearing something pleasant.

"When I went into hiding. Sirius was the one responsible for taking me into France and hiding me at Marius'. My sister and James trusted him but he was not a trustworthy man when he came to me. He forced me to service him, do horrible things to him in payment for his security and his taking me there." She whispered the last few words and looked up at him frightened. He could feel the anger and betrayal that hid beneath all the fear that peered at him through her eyes.

Anger rose in Severus, a growl formed deep in his chest. His eyes began to burn black as he started to see red. He took Rose into his arms and held her tight. His heart grew cold thinking of what she had endured.

"Rose, if you don't want us to go further, it's alright with me. I won't hurt you and I don't want us to go further unless it is what you want." He looked into her eyes, fervently praying he had said the right thing, praying that she would not mistake the anger that burned in his heart.

"I will kill that fucking mutt!" He thought to himself.

"Severus, I told you because you needed to know everything. I told you because I needed to know you still loved me, even though I am damaged goods. I wanted you to know you won't be my first but also, that I prayed you would be." She stood from the sofa, turned towards him and took off her housecoat.

Severus felt like he was in a dream. The housecoat dropped to the floor and there she stood, in a short nightie that barely flirted with the top of her thigh. He could see the creamy white of her skin, her hair fell in cascades of curls all around her. The top of the nightie fell low and barely covered her sumptuous breasts. He swallowed. She took his breath away.

He stood from the sofa and felt the uncomfortable tightness in his pants. He took her hand and pulled her to him. Severus took her chin with his fore finger and forced her face up so he could kiss her.

Their lips met and he kissed her softly. She sighed and her little hands clasped the front of his robes. His hands moved up her arms and down her back. he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss when Rose moaned against his mouth. His hands roamed her soft and tender skin, rubbing, massaging her lower back and buttocks, appreciating every inch of her skin with his fingers.

"Her first time may not have been pleasant but I will make her forget. She will be mine and only mine after tonight." He thought.

Rose pulled away. She took his hand and led him to her bedroom.

"Severus, make love to me." She whispered softly, as she sat on the bed and pulled him towards her.

Severus sat next to her and kissed her again.

"I won't hurt you, my love." He whispered, looking into her eyes to be sure she understood this, and kissed her again.

His hand grabbed her face and he kissed her deeply. He pulled her into his lap so that she was straddling him and he began his ministrations again. She keened against his mouth as his hands found her breasts and began to softly tease and massage them. He kissed her jaw and neck leaving a trail of incensed skin as she purred against his every move. Her hips moved involuntarily and she felt his hardened member. She gasped at the sensation and ground herself even harder against him.

Severus kissed his way to her collarbone and slowly made his way to her breasts, the palms of his hands teased and hardened her nipples. She could feel heat pooling in her lower abdomen. His every move made her skin feel like she was on fire.

"If this is what it feels to make love…" she thought when suddenly Severus' tongue and mouth wrapped themselves around one of her nipples.

She gasped and her hands flew into his hair, holding his head against her breast, begging for more. She moaned and ground herself against him. He could feel the heat coming from her core against his sheathed erection. Severus pulled her towards him and shifted them to be lying on the bed. He vanished his clothing with a silent spell and continued to kiss and tease Rose. His hands roamed her body as his mouth lingered, and suckled her ample bosom. Her hands held his head against her, begging to be closer, her thighs opened to him as he began to tease her mound. He brought his hands ever closer each time, earning her, begging her for entry. Slowly, he slid his fingers over her slit, teasing the lips open, ever so slightly flicking her nub. She moaned and opened up to him. Slowly, his thumb began to tease her clit while he inserted a finger. Her back arched and she allowed him further entry. Her response made Severus' erection throb with need. He had never been with a witch who needed him, wanted him this much, who responded so wantonly to his attentions. He needed to be with her, be inside her. He inserted another fingers and Rose' moans became louder, more urgent. He could feel her tension mount and he began to kiss his way down her abdomen. He slowly removed one than the other finger and he heard Rose keen with the loss of the sensation. He looked up at her from his position between her legs and lowered his mouth onto her swollen core. He licked her entrance before beginning to suckle her sensitive nub. He re-entered her with two fingers and began to rub the sensitive spot on the the inside of her walls. She cried at the sensations.

"Oh Gods! Severus! Don't stop!"

He continued, suckling harder and harder, pumping his fingers faster and faster until he began to feel her thighs quiver with the pending orgasm. A cry ripped from Rose's mouth and he felt the juices of her orgasm flow over his fingers and into his mouth. He smiled, blew on her sensitive clitoris and began to kiss his way back up to her mouth.

"Was that good my love?" he asked smiling.

Rose's response was simply to grab his head and kiss him hard and deep. He groaned against her mouth and crawled up until he was positioned just outside her entrance. He felt one of her tiny hands grasp his throbbing cock and guide it to her, rubbing it against her moist pussy. As her hands grasped his girth she gasped and looked down. He saw a hint of fear in her eyes. He knew he had been more than generously endowed in that department, it obviously had frightened her. He leaned down and kissed her softly. He slowly pushed himself into her. Her eyes widened and a sigh escaped her. He entered her until he was fully sheathed and stopped. He let her adjust to his length. She sighed and they continued to kiss. He began to move inside her. Slowly allowing her to embrace the pace he was setting. He would take his time, he wanted her to cum with him, his own orgasm had to hold off until she had reached her second.

She moaned against him and her hands began to grab at his back. She clawed and gasped with each thrust of his cock, urging him to quicken the pace but he forced himself not to increase the pace. He wanted her to be begging for release, he wanted to ensure that not only would she be satisfied with tonight but that she would have been thoroughly loved.

He rolled them over so she could ride him. He needed to see her gorgeous voluptuous breasts bounce and feel her taut ass against him as she rode him. He grabbed her hips and set the rhythm again. He forced her to a slow rhythm. Her breasts bounced with each downward thrust. He could feel her swollen clit against his pubis, her juices flowing down his shaft, she grabbed his shoulders and he began to feel her build up to the next orgasm.

Severus felt the tightening in his own balls and he knew he would not last much longer than Rose. He let go of her hips and put his thumb on her clit.

"Severus!" Rose shouted in ecstasy.

She closed her eyes and quickened her pace. Severus began to thrust up into her gritting his teeth to hold back his own orgasm until Rose had released.

He felt her quiver again and her breath became more and more ragged.

"Severus! Severus! Oh Gods!" Rose cried, her walls quivered around him as she came once more.

Severus growled and flipped her onto her back and began to pump into her faster and harder. Rose clawed at his back, a third release racking her body, only seconds after the second.

"Fuck me Rose!" Severus growled as he spilled his seed inside her. He collapsed onto her, panting and glistening with sweat.

"Oh Gods Witch! What the hell are you doing to me!" he whispered in her ear.

"I only hope it is as good as what you are doing to me," she whispered back.

He could feel her chest heaving under his as he shifted off of her and pulled her into an embrace.

"Severus," she whispered as she kissed his chest.

"Look at me Rose," he asked her. She looked up, emerald met onyx. "I love you. You are mine."

She kissed him gently on the lips. He then felt a wave of magic and felt all the sweat siphoned from his skin.

"You've gotta show me how you do all that wandless magic," he whispered.

"After you've shown me how it is you can make my body feel the way it does when you make love to me." She whispered back.

She curled up against him. A small spell was uttered and they were covered with a blanket. Severus, smiled into her hair as he felt her breathing deepen and he let himself join her in the world of dreams. For once, his dreams would be of able bosoms and a gorgeous full bottom.