Ensnaring The Senses

Narcissa looked up at Severus as dinner finished at the Burrow and plates of apple pie magically appeared on the table in front of them.

“Dad?” Cissa asked as she watched him dig into it with a big smile on his face.

“Yes, Cissa?” Severus replied as he set his fork down.

“When we go back to Hogwarts later, am I allowed to tell Jamie you're my dad?” Cissa nose screwed up in a look of concentration as she tried to make her fork levitate a small bit of pie to her mouth, but it dropped with a clank and the pie landed on the tablecloth. “Oops. Sorry, Gran!” she said as her small hands covered her mouth.

“My being your father is a secret no longer. Just remember though, school situations you must still call me Professor Snape. When we are alone though, you will call me dad.” Severus said as he leaned closer to his daughter.

Cissa pointed her wand at the mess she had made, “Scourgify!” She said confidently, and her smile fell as only half of it went away.

Severus smiled as he pulled out his wand and cleaned it for her. “You're still underage, young lady. So keep these little experiments confined to school times.” Then he bent low to her ear and whispered, “But you're doing well!” Cissa giggled and kissed his cheek before picking up her fork to finish off her pie.

“Wonderful dinner, Molly. Thanks for allowing us to come.” Severus said as they stood at the door to leave.

“Glad you enjoyed it.” Molly said.

“I'll be setting some galleons in your name at Madame Malkan's to replace the dress robe Cissa ruined today.” Severus raised a hand to her objections. “Molly, it's worth a thousand dress robes to have my daughter. Allow me the pleasure.”

Molly smiled and casted a glance at Arthur and Hermione before agreeing. “Thank you, Severus.”

“Bye Gran and Gramps!” Cissa said as she hugged them both. The other family members had left earlier, so they were the last to leave.

The door closed behind them and Molly sighed. “It feels so empty when they all leave, Arthur.”

Arthur laid an arm around her shoulder, pulled in tight and kissed her cheek. “I think we can find something to do, Madam.” He arched his eyebrow and nodded his head to the stairs.

“Oh, Arthur!” Molly said as she blushed and took his hand as he led her up to their room, the clock ticking and all the hands' faces safely out peril.


~*~


They arrived back at Hogwarts' apparition point and made their way slowly to the castle. It was late, and most of the castle's inhabitants were asleep as they entered.

“I'm escorting Cissa to her dorm before I meet you in the infirmary to talk.” Severus told Hermione as he touched her cheek lightly.

“Sev, it's late.” Hermione tried to remind him, thinking talk was not on his mind.

“I'll be good. I promise.” He added as her eyes rolled, and he winked at her.

“Okay, Sev. Don't make it too late.” She turned and walked to her apartments off the infirmary as Severus walked beside Cissa to the Dungeons dorm the Slytherins occupied.

“Dad, the common room has an awesome view of the Lake.” Cissa whispered as their feet made light sounds on the stone floor.

“I know, it was my favorite place at your age.” Severus replied.

They entered the common room with a whispered password and Severus kissed Cissa's cheek and he hugged her tight. “Off you go, young witch.”

“Night, Dad.” Severus watched as she walked up the girls' dorm stairs before heading out. Severus steps quickened as he headed to Hermione.

~*~

Hermione stood with her back to the door, her mind wandering as she looked out the big windows of her apartment. She watched as the Lake waters gently crashed into the shore before drifting out again, mesmerized by the moonlight's glow upon the water. The sound of her door opening barely registered as she felt Severus's arms as they wrapped around her from behind and his head nestled into the crook of her neck as he gently bit it. She laid her hands on his clasped ones as she leaned back into the hardness of body, giving him better access to her neck.

Hermione moaned as Severus bit her again and then laved it with his tongue to soothe the slight pain he had caused. She moved restlessly against him as her senses heightened to his touch as he turned her around and ran his fingers through her hair; pulling her face close to his as their lips met, locking together.

Their tongues danced as their breathing became labored. Cool air met warm skin as buttons became undone, and lips traveled, kissing, laving and suckling the now exposed skin. Severus pressed Hermione up against a wall and drew her up his hardened body, locking her legs around him.

“Divesto!” Severus whispered impatiently twice, as their clothing fell to the floor. “Gods, I love magic!” He said as he carried her to the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed before joining her. His hands gently caressed her as his lips left a trail down her body. He felt Hermione's nails dig into his back and he groaned. “Ah, the lioness does have nails!” As his lips met hers once more, dueling for a mutual victory in love. The pain her scratches caused only heightening the desire he felt for her.

Severus entered her as her legs wound around his torso once more, holding him close as they rocked in an age old union of love. “Severus!” Hermione gasped as her senses overloaded and they shuddered as one. Severus groaned as he collapsed upon her, holding himself off her slightly by resting on his elbows. Their naked skin glistened in the pale moonlight from the window,

“Never, ever forget this witch!” He whispered out, “You are mine and...” He hesitated for a moment, “And I love you.” There, after twelve years of holding it back he finally admitted it. His heart felt lighter and his breathing slowed as he waited, his heart stopping for a brief second.

“I love you too, Severus.” Hermione answered as Severus rolled them over sleepily so that her head rested on his chest and his arms wrapped around him. Her breathing slowed as she fell asleep, and Severus kissed the top of her head and held even closer.

“Told you I'd be good.” He whispered as he fell into a deep dreamless sleep.


~*~


Sunlight poured into the room, and Severus stirred as the naked witch in his arms made a soft purr as she stretched. His arms tightened reflexively around Hermione as she moved to leave the bed.

“Potty,” Hermione mumbled as he let go to watch her naked backside run for the bathroom. He wanted to follow her, but he held back. He felt like one of the randy old men he had read about in one of his mother's old romance books that had littered their house when he was young.

Severus stood up and stretched, the sun's warmth caressing his skin as he gathered up the clothes they had discarded the night before. He needed to go to his rooms soon and make ready for breakfast in the Great Hall. Their daughter would not be happy if they didn't make an appearance.

“Feel better?” Severus asked as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately.

“Yeah, but...” Hermione bit her lip. “But we forgot something again last night.” Her eyes looked worriedly up to his. They were both way too old to act so irresponsibly.

Severus sighed, and caressed her cheek with his hand tenderly as he drew her even closer in an embrace. “We can do one of two things,” He said softly as he rubbed her back. “Not worry and let nature take its course or I can brew up a morning after potion.” He said as he grimaced at the thought.

Hermione watched as Severus's pale hand traveled to her olive skinned stomach and laid possessively there. “We wait.” She whispered hesitantly, expressing his desire. She felt Severus's sigh of relief breath on the skin of her neck, and the beats of his heart quicken as he held her close.