The Power Lies Within

This chapter is a long time coming, but want to thank everyone for reviewing and having patience. I hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter 10
Behind Closed Doors

Severus and Hermione walked out of Dumbledore’s office and stepped onto the moving staircase. They were both quiet as the stairs took them down, when they reached the bottom; Severus offered Hermione his arm, bringing her to look into his eyes before she took it. She was married now and when she at Severus and it was like she was seeing him for the first time. He had wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. His hair that she also thought looked greasy looked silky up close. She wondered what it would be like to run her fingers through it. Would he let her do that? Would he ever let her get close to him? What would happen when they got back to his chambers? Their chambers now, she thought. She started to ask him, but found that she had no voice.

Severus thought he heard her start to say something, he turned his head. They were walking down a hallway that was lined with windows. The moonlight was coming in through the windows as they walked. ‘Her hair has red in it,’ he thought, ‘Why have I never noticed that before?’ ‘Probably because you were too busy picking on her,’ answered another voice in his head. For the first time ever, Severus really looked at her. He took in everything about her. Her eyes were soft. But, it looked like she was worried about something; she was nibbling on her bottom lip. Severus watched as she nibbled on that lip and wondered when else she would nibble on her lip. When she was in the throws of passion? Her eyes filling with fires ignited by her desire, as she tossed her head back as he pleasured her

Where did those thoughts come from? He mentally shook himself out of it. He was going to have go slowly with her. She was innocent and he was going to have to remember that and let her lead what would, if anything, happen tonight. He was not going to rush her if he could help it, but he was not sure how long he would be able to hold off the Dark Lord.

They had reached the entrance to Severus’ chambers before either of them realized it. Severus pulled out his wand and performed a series of complicated wands movements that released his wards and then said the password, “Belladonna” and the wall dissolved. “I will set the wards tomorrow to recognize you and teach you how to take them down as well as set them.”

“Thank you.” Hermione said in a small voice. She was extremely nervous now that they had reached his door. She realized that once she stepped inside things would never be the same between them; not that their relationship wasn’t already different from before.

Severus could sense how nervous Hermione was and he was not sure how to make her feel more comfortable around him. She had said that she wasn’t scared of him, but the way she was acting made him think that she still might be. He turned and looked at her and then spoke, “Hermione, nothing has to happen tonight, nothing you don’t want to happen.”

Hermione turned her head towards him. There was concern in his eyes. She had never seen that there before, and it did something amazing to those black eyes of his. They looked softer, deeper some how; she could get lost in those eyes. Hermione let her eyes travel over the rest of his face. His skin was very pale, but it looked like it would be soft to the touch. His lips, well she did not want to focus too much on those lips. She had thoughts running through her head that she had never had before. She wondered what it would be like to have those lips all over her body. Hermione swallowed and took a deep breath and said, “So are we going stand out in this hallway all night?”

Severus raised one eyebrow and gestured for Hermione to go inside. Hermione flashed him a smile and walked inside. Severus came in behind her and closed the door and reset his wards. When he turned around he said, “It appears that Albus has been meddling again.”

The room was full of candles and flowers. There was a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket with two flutes next to it. Soft music was playing from somewhere. There was a vase with at least 3-dozen red roses in it. Hermione was standing next to the vase of flowers and leaned down to smell them, as she did a strand of her hair fell loose of the pins and fell across her eyes which were closed as she enjoyed the smell of the roses. The candlelight was playing across her face and as he watched her Severus was at a loss. She took his breath away, without waiting another moment Severus walked the short distance between him and her.

Hermione felt his presence before she heard his sharp intake of breath. This made her stand up; he was so close they were almost touching.

Severus closed the gap between them, placing his hands on her face and bringing his lips down on to hers.

This was a kiss like she had never felt before. It felt like he was pouring himself into it. She was drowning in him; she couldn’t believe the passion that was coming out of him. It was overwhelming, she felt herself melting into him.

Severus snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her even closer to him. Severus deepened the kiss even more.

They had been kissing for several minutes when Hermione put her hands on Severus chest and pushed every so slightly. This snapped Severus out of the spell that had fallen over both of them. He realized where he was, what he was doing, and who he was doing it with. Severus could have cursed himself, he had said that he was going to move slowly with her and he had let himself go, he had lost control and he could not let that happen again.

Hermione could feel him pulling away and not just moving their bodies apart from each other, but also emotionally. All those emotions, all that passion she had just felt from him was gone and she some how felt empty with out it. She had not meant for him to pull completely away, she just needed air. “Severus?” she said tentatively.

“I am sorry Hermione. That should not have happened. I told you that nothing had to happen tonight that you did not want. And I broke that promise. And I am….”

Hermione put a finger to his lips. “Severus, stop right there. I never said I did not want that. I just need some air. And…and…I need to tell you something. I…I have…I have never…”

Severus raised his eyebrow; he realized what she was trying to tell him. “Hermione, I realized that you are…inexperienced as it were.”

“Severus, I am little bit more than inexperienced. I am totally inexperienced,” Hermione said with a slight blush on her cheeks.

Severus looked at her, her cheeks were flushed, her head was slightly down, and she was picking at her nails as if she was entranced by her actions. Just then she picked up her head and their eyes locked. He could see it in her eyes, she was afraid. He was not sure if she was afraid of him, she had said she wasn’t, or if she was afraid of what they were expected to do tonight. He was filled with a desire to protect her and to show her that there was nothing to be scared of. He wanted to show her how much pleasure she could receive and give.

“Hermione, as I said out in the hallway nothing has to happen tonight,” said Severus.

“But, what about Lord…I mean You-Know-Who? He is expecting you to ensure that I am pregnant. And I am sure he will not be patient.”

“Hermione, let’s not worry or talk about any of that tonight.”

“Alright, but…”

“Hermione.” Severus gave her one of his ‘this is the end of the conversation’ stares.

Hermione huffed and spoke again, “Well, if we are not going to talk about that, then what are we going to do?” She said the last part of this sentence in a lighter more flirtatious tone. She was not sure what she wanted the answer to be, but she did know that she had really enjoyed the kiss they had shared just minutes earlier.

“Would you like a glass of champagne? Albus went to all this trouble to provide it for us,” Severus said as he poured two glasses and handed one to her.

“Well if he went to the trouble than we can’t let it go to waste,” she said as took the glass and raised it to her lips.

She flashed him a smile before taking a sip and to her surprise Severus flashed her one back. It was amazing what a smile did to his face. His eyes sparkled, the lines on his face soften, and the tension that was always there lifted even for a moment. Hermione could not help it when she raised the hand not holding her glass to his face. Hermione ran her hand down the side of his face. He closed his eyes and leaned his head into her hand.

“You should do that more often,” she told him.

“What is that?” he asked with a slightly husky voice.

“Smile,” she said simply.

While Hermione still had her hand on his face; Severus placed his hand over hers. “I am going to kiss you Hermione.” He took her glass from her and placed it along with his on the table.

“Ok,” she said breathlessly.

Severus leaned down and kissed her. Hermione slipped her arms around his neck. Severus snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her close to his body.

Hermione could feel his desire pressed against her stomach. She moan quietly as Severus deepen the kiss. Hermione felt her knees go weak.

Severus could feel her getting weak and tighten his hold on her and pulled his lips ever so slightly away from her. “Hermione we can stop this anytime you want.”

Hermione pulled Severus down and kissed him. “I don’t want to stop Severus,” she said into his mouth.

Severus kissed her deeper and walked her slowly backwards. When they reached the door to his bedroom he pushed it open and picked her up. Severus carried her to the bed his lips never leaving hers.

It felt incredible to be in his arms. Hermione could not believe how right it felt, she thought it would be weird or feel wrong, but instead she felt at home and safe in his arms. Her world had been thrown into chaos, but here in his arms it seemed to be settling. She liked where it was settling.

Severus could feel her relaxing in his arms. He released her lips only long enough to place her on the bed. Her set her in the center of his king sized bed on the black spread. Her hair sprayed across the pillows. The pure white of her gown made the bed spread seemed even darker; it became an abyss that she seemed to float above.

Severus laid down on the bed next to her. He ran his hand down her face, down her neck, slow ran his fingers down between her breasts and came to rest on the blood red ribbon tied just beneath them. Severus locked eyes with Hermione as he took hold of one end of the ribbon and pulled. Her eyes were filled with passion; they had turned a dark chocolate brown.

A smile played across her lips and her eyes closed as Severus moved his hand eve lower down her body. He moved his hand up her side slowly teasing her. His fingers brushed across the side of her breast.

Hermione felt like all her nerves ends were alive. She anticipated where he would move his hands next; she didn’t have to wait long to find out.

Severus moved his hand to cover her breast, he gently squeezed it, and he ran his fingers lightly across her nipples. She jumped and let out a soft moan. Severus began to rub her nipple in small circles; Hermione began to breathe in soft shallow breaths. Gauging her reaction, Severus gently pinched one nipple through the fabric of her gown. She let out a soft gasp but did not pull away. He pinched the other again through her gown and this time she moaned. He pinched a little harder each time.

Hermione was breathing hard now. She could not believe how incredible this all felt and they both still had their clothes on. Severus pulled away suddenly and stood up next to the bed. Hermione felt the lost of his touch deep inside herself.

She gave him a questioning look before asking, “Why did you leave?”

She got her answer as he started tearing at the buttons on his robes.

She raised an eyebrow to him, “Getting a little hot and bothered?” She watched him struggling with the buttons under her stare.

“Instead of mocking me, why don’t you make yourself useful and help me.”

Hermione took a deep breath and crawled to the edge of the bed where he was standing, her fingers trembled as she reached for the button he had left off at. She had not realized how many buttons his robe had until she started unbuttoning them. She undid the buttons that went from his neck down past his waist. When she had finished he shrugged off the top layer to reveal another set of robes, these were a forest green color. No wonder he was hot, Hermione only had on the light flowing material of her gown, but he still flet like her skin was on fire. She could not think of how hot Severus must be with more than one layer on. The forest green robes did look lighter then the top layer he had removed. Hermione reached to undo the buttons on this rove, but Severus stopped her by grabbing her hands and gently pushing her back in the center of the bed.

“Have patience,” was all he said. Severus climbed back into bed, he ran his hands up Hermione’s legs to her hips and as he did this he slid his body up between her legs pushing her knees part. His hands continued there travels up her body and Severus placed small kisses on her stomach and slowly moved higher. Moving still higher he placed kisses between her breasts.

Hermione let out a soft moan and slid her hands to Severus’ back. As he moved higher she began to rub his back.

Severus began kissing Hermione’s neck; she tilted her head to give him more access to the tender flesh.

Hermione moved her hands from his back and buried them into his hair. Even though his hair looks greasy it was silky to the touch. She treaded her hands into it, running her nails along his scalp.

Severus continued to kiss her neck as he slid his hands back down her body. When his hands had reached as far as he could he began inch her gown up, balling it in his fists. He knew she would have nothing on underneath it as was tradition for the Conjugo Anima. Slowly Severus was revealing more and more of Hermione’s skin to the cool air in his chamber.

Hermione skin was tingling; the contrast of how hot her skin was to the touch and the cool air. The sensation was driving her wild. Hermione slid her hands back down to Severus back and found that his robes had buttons running down the back. She began to undo the buttons one by one. As she did his robe began to open. Ever so often her fingers would brush against his bare skin. Hermione got to a point that she could no longer reach the buttons and at this she gave a slightly disappointed moan.

“Is there something wrong? Something that you want and can not seem to get perhaps?” Severus teased.

Hermione stumbled over her words and instead simply pulled at Severus robes indicating that she wanted them removed.

“Hermione, tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it.”

“I.. I want to…I want to feel you skin next to mine,” she said this last part very quietly and quickly.

Severus picked up both sides of Hermione’s gown and pulled them over her head, exposing her whole body to the cool air. She gasped and shivered slightly. Then Severus stood again and turned his back to her so she could finish undoing the buttons of his robes.

Hermione quickly moved to him and as quickly as she could finish undoing his buttons. As more and more of his pale skin was revealed, she noticed scars across his back. There was one scar that went from his left shoulder across his entire back and ended at his right hip. Hermione ran a finger down the length of it but did not speak, she did not want to ruin tonight with battle wounds. She placed a kiss at the very center of it and continue to kiss up to his left shoulder as she finished with his buttons.

When the last button was undone Severus shrugged off the robe. It had unnerved him for her to see that scar. He waited for her the question him about it, but she did not such thing instead she had kissed it. He turned to face her; she reached for his face and pulled him back on to the bed.

Severus placed himself between her legs and held himself above her. He did not want to rush this, but was not sure how longer he would last. He wanted to make sure that Hermione got pleasure from this. Severus placed some of his weight on her as he began kissing her lips again. Severus began kissing down her jaw line and moving toward her neck as he brought his hand up to caress her breast. His nimble fingers played and teased her nipple make her jump and gasp. The longer he played with her the fast her breath became and soon she was moaning. He moved his mouth the take the place of his hand and his hand traveled down her body. He found her wet, wanting to prepare her for what they would be doing shortly he slide one finger inside her. Hermione moaned even louder this time. He began to move his finger in and out; he worked another finger inside of her.

Hermione was in heaven. She heard herself speaking but was unclear as to what she was saying. It was like her brain had stopped working. She couldn’t think of anything except the feeling of what his amazing fingers were doing to her. And then there was a burst of color and light behind her eyes. Slowly she came back down, she breathing slowed and she was able to focus on Severus’ face. His eyes were blazing, they had never looked so dark or deep in all the time she had known him. He was breathing hard and she could feel that he was excited.

“That was amazing.” Hermione could not believe how thick her voice sounded.

“It is not over yet, my dear. Are you ok?”

“Yes, I am fine. Are you ok?”
“I will be.”

Hermione smiled at him and pulled him down for a kiss. As he moved up to her she felt him at her entrance. She looked into his eyes.

He read the question that was behind them. “I will try and make it as painless as I can for you.”

She nodded her head and bit down on her lip, as she always did when she was nervous.

“You need to relax for me Hermione.”

“I will try,” was all she could say.

Severus looked into her eyes and leaned down to kiss her as he did this he pushed against her. He slid into her and reached her barrier. He pulled away from her lips and looked deep into her eyes, “Relax.” And with that he thrusted into her.

Hermione let out a gasp and Severus stilled inside of her. He let her get use to having him inside her for as long as he could, but the feeling of being buried deep inside her was driving him wild. He began trying to slow his breath. When he thought her ready he moved slightly and watched her closely.

As he slowly began to move the pain was replaced but overwhelming pleasure and desire. Hermione wrapped her arms around him as he began to move a little faster.

She was so tight and warm; Severus was fighting to control himself. It was a losing battle. When he heard her moan his name, his control was lost.

Hermione breathing in short shallow gasps. She was getting closer and closer to the edge of bliss and as she reached she called out Severus’ name begging him to join her was pleasure washed over her.

Severus was not far behind her and he spilled his seed into her before clasping onto her. They lay there like that for a moment or two before Severus rolled off of her.

“Wow,” was all she said before drifting off to sleep.

Severus brushed the hair out of her face, pulled the covers over them, and followed her into sleep.