Chapter 31: A Means Of Understanding

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The Front Room, Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...

The shattering of glass had been as constant as the crackling of the yellow orange flames that danced inside the ever burning fireplace as Severus Snape did his best to compose himself following his second sexual encounter with his young wife, Hermione Granger. Amid the smoke from the flames, Snape could see the haunting images from the past that had long plagued him since his youth. Images of the most difficult young witch with eyes like emeralds and strawberry colored hair.

"Lily." he said recognizing the figure immediately.

"Come on Sev." she had said as if beckoning to him through the flames.

"Professor Snape?" said Hermione Granger as she entered the Potions Professor's quarters.

Moving back from the fireplace as quickly as he had approached it, Snape turned his attention to the witch whom had recently left his bed.

"W-what are you doing back here Miss Granger?" he asked noting her presence.

The seemingly calm witch had done her best to appear unaffected by the fact that he had still been quite naked and seemed to have been drinking.

"I came back for the pain potion I forgot to take with me..." she said wincing a bit as she moved. "You were a bit rough the last go round."

Snape's dark gaze moved toward her body as he noted her vain attempts to stave off the pain from her second sexual encounter. As he gazed upon her body she had done the same with his getting a rather good look at his most valuable physical asset in all it's entirely.

Despite the semi-darkness of the front room, her cheeks turned beet red and a long standing curiosity had been laid to rest. The semi drunken Potions Professor smirked knowing all too well what had been going through her mind.

"Rest assure Miss Granger, you've only taken half of my cock during our unsavory encounters...given your relative tightness, I was never of the mind to push any further." he said moving about the front room as if he had not a care in the world.

Hermione appeared to be a bit uncomfortable with the knowledge that she had anything remotely the size he had been inside her for any length of time and tried her best to ignore the banter she once shared with the girls in her dormitory about certain hidden aspects of the male teaching staff they found to be attractive. Although, when it came to what Ginny Weasley referred to as "trouser snakes", Severus Snape was apparently hiding what had been akin to a basilisk beneath his unseemly ebony robes every morning.

It was no wonder she was feeling a bit of tenderness between her thighs.

Snape smirked once more as he waved his hand summoning the pain potion before holding out his hand for his young wife to obtain it from him. She approached him rather timidly trying her best to keep from staring once more at the massive appendage between his own pale thighs.

"T-Thank you." she said rather nervously as she took it and uncorked it almost immediately.

Snape watched her down the contents before she handed the now empty phial back to him and began to step toward the door before stopping. He found her strange behavior curious in his own right but had been caught off guard as she made her way back toward him, this time planting a kiss upon his lips despite her initial fear of him in his naked state.

What he had not realized, was Hermione had noticed more than his appendage during her return to the dungeons. She had made him quite aware as her soft warm hands moved along the scared flesh that covered his exposed lean pale chest.

He had not known if it was the utter sincerity of her apparently growing affection for him or the firewhiskey coursing through him, but he found himself freely returning her kiss to the point of lifting her off the floor and into his arms as if they had truly been lovers.

Once Snape managed to come back to his senses, he put her back down pulling away from her in a bid to compose himself. The amber eyed witch treated him to an affectionate smile before taking her leave of him without another word. It was clear that the potion had done wonders for her as she didn't appear to have been in any more pain during her departure.

Finding himself alone once more, Snape waved his hand spelling on his trousers and turning his attention back to the flames dancing within the fire place.

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The Corridors, Hogwarts Castle Wizarding World...

Hermione Granger-Snape had not been able to stop smiling since she left her husband's quarters unable to understand her own fluctuating emotions as she made her way back toward Gryffindor tower. Taking a brief moment to gather herself, Hermione stopped long enough to get a view of the night sky on the grounds and take in the fresh night air before she had to face her friends and the many other students that inhabited the school.

It had not been long before her mind traveled back to her second sexual encounter with her Potions Professor husband and the apparent close call they had when they had gone too long without complying with the Ministry of Magic's decree. She had not wished to chance the magical officials interfering in their plans and she didn't think Snape had been of the mind to allow it either given what he suffered after defying the despot by marrying her in the first place.

It was becoming all too clear that if they were going to beat the new wizarding system while simultaneously engaging in war, they were going to have to come up with a better means of arrangement to ensure they complied with the rules of the decree entirely. As Hermione continued to ponder her next move as she made her way back to Gryffindor tower, The seemingly ever present and watchful Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore seemed to be in agreement.