Venesian Love

Venesian Love

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Summary: It’s the gang’s 7th year. The war against Voldemort has become personal. Not just for Harry, but for Hogwarts favorite Potions Master, Severus Snape. With the start of a new years comes new trials and tribulations for everyone at Hogwarts. Will the gang be able to finally defeat Voldemort and live normal lives? Read and find out.

Chapter 9

Severus and Hermione stopped off at a quiet little café for lunch. They enjoyed a peaceful lunch making preliminary plans about their wedding.

“Where should we get married?” Hermione asked.

“Hogwarts. Albus could perform the ceremony.” Severus replied.

“Sounds good. What about the reception?” she asked.

“Hmm. That could take a while. Don’t you agree?” he said.

“Yeah. We might have to get Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall to help us with that one.” she agreed.

The two finished their lunch, paid the check and continued on their way back to 12 Grimmwauld Place. As they went Hermione was doing some thinking.

‘How in the world am I going to help him conquer his fear? Let alone get him to talk about it. I’ll try just bringing it up first and see if that works.’ she thought.

All too soon they arrived back at the house. After placing their cloaks on the coat rack they walked into the kitchen.

“Ah Severus, Hermione, you’re back I see.” Albus greeted.

“Albus! I didn’t expect to see you today.” Severus replied in surprise.

“Well, the Minister asked me to give a statement about Mr. Lensheer. I simply said he had at least threatened Hermione. Plus, I knew he was sneaking out of the castle to meet with Voldemort.” Albus explained.

“You will stay for dinner right?” Sirius asked.

“I suppose Hogwarts can do without me for a few hours. Now, I believe congratulations are in order. Minerva told me the wonderful news last night. And I see you passed your check-up Severus.” Albus replied.

“Yes I did. Sir, would you do Hermione and I the honor and perform our wedding ceremony?” Severus asked.

“I would be delighted. When is the wedding?” Albus answered.

“The very day this war is over and Voldemort is dead and gone.” Hermione answered.

“If you guys will excuse me, I’m going to check on the potion and grab a hot shower. I‘ll be back in a few minutes.” Severus said as he kissed Hermione and left the room.

“How did his check-up go?” Sirius asked.

“Fine. That is until Healer Davis pulled out his wand to check Severus’s shoulder. Once Severus saw the wand he tensed up.” Hermione answered.

“He’s afraid. Whatever Voldemort did to him, has made Severus scared of any male who draws his wand at him.” Albus said.

“That’s what I told Healer Davis. He told me Severus now has to heal mentally. He said for me to get Severus to talk about what happened. Even if I have to use the truth potion.” Hermione explained.

“That’s going to be hard to do.” Sirius said.

Forty five minutes later Severus returned. He wore muggle blue jeans, a midnight blue sweater, black leather boots and his hair pulled back into a pony tail.

“Ahh. Now I feel better.” he sighed as he sat beside Hermione.

“How’s the potion?” Sirius asked.

“It’s coming along perfectly. It should do exactly as we predicted.” Severus answered.

“How are you going to get Voldemort to swallow it?” Sirius questioned.

“Well, he won’t. This potion needs to be placed in a vial and then thrown at him. The potion is designed to absorb his powers. Therefore weakening him.” Hermione explained.

“The perfect plan. Voldemort won’t be expecting that.” Albus said.

“Hey everyone. How’d the check-up go?” Remus asked as he entered the kitchen.

“Check-up was fine. I’m completely healed.” Severus answered.

“That’s great. You look like you’re feeling better.” Remus said.

The rest of the day was spent relaxing and enjoying the company of old friends. To Hermione it seemed as if Severus didn’t even remember what happened with Andrew at St. Mungo’s. Tonight she was going to try and get him to talk about what happened.

“Dinner’s ready.” Oron replied as he popped into the parlor.

“What are we waiting for? I‘m starving.” Severus said.

Everyone laughed as they followed him into the kitchen. Oron had prepared a delicious looking pot roast, mashed potatoes, steamed vegetables, and gravy.

“This looks wonderful Oron.” Albus said as he sat down.

Dinner was delicious. Everyone had at least three helpings of the magnificent feast. For dessert, he had made a three layer chocolate cake.

“I’m ready to burst.” Sirius sighed as he patted his full stomach.

“Yes. That was a delicious meal.” Albus agreed.

Severus, Hermione and Remus all sighed and nodded. Just when everything was going fine, disaster happened. Albus, who was sitting across from Severus, pulled out his wand and pointed it at the table. Severus flipped out. Fear masked his face.

“No! Keep away from me! Don’t hurt me!” Severus cried as he quickly backed himself into a corner.

“Severus? What’s wrong?” Remus asked as and Sirius approached him.

“NO! GET AWAY!” Severus screamed.

“Severus. Severus calm down. It’s me. It’s Hermione.” Hermione said as she slowly walked over to him.

“Hermione keep them away! Please! Don’t let them hurt me!” he cried as he threw himself into her arms.

“Sshh. Severus, it’s only Remus, Sirius and Albus Dumbledore. There’s no one here who’s going to hurt you.” she whispered.

“Severus my boy. It’s Albus. Can you hear me?” Albus asked as he knelt beside Severus.

“A…Albus? Remus? Sirius?” Severus asked fearfully.

“Yes. It’s us Severus. We’re not going to hurt you.” Sirius answered gently.

“I’m…I’m sorry. I…I…don’t know what happened. I saw Albus draw his wand and I freaked out. I’m sorry.” Severus apologized.

“Sshh. Sshh. It’s all right. Everything’s all right. You’re safe. No one’s going to hurt you.” Hermione whispered as she held him.

“Hermione, I think we need to get Severus to his room. Sirius, you help her. Oron, make some strong coffee for Severus.” Albus ordered.

Sirius helped Hermione get Severus to his feet. Slowly they led him upstairs. In no time they had Severus in pajamas and sitting up in bed.

“Me’s having Master Severus’s coffee.” Oron said as he popped into the room.

“Thank you Oron.” Hermione said as she sat the tray down and poured a cup for Severus.

“Can Is do anything?” Oron asked.

“Yes. Stay here with him and Sirius. I’m going to run and stir the potion.” she answered.

Oron nodded. Hermione gently kissed Severus on the forehead and headed for the lab. She entered the room and walked up to the simmering potion. Slowly she began to stir.

‘Oh Severus. Don’t worry love, we’ll get through this together. Everything will be just fine. I promise.’ she thought.

After fifteen minutes Hermione made her way back to Severus’s room. She entered and found Severus a lot calmer.

“How are you feeling?” she asked.

“I feel much better. I wish I knew why I freaked out like that.” Severus answered.

“I’m off to bed. Get some sleep Sev. You’ll feel better in the morning. Night Hermione. Night Oron.” Sirius said.

“I’s going back downstairs. If yous needs anything, just call.” Oron replied.

Both Severus and Hermione nodded. After a slight bow, he vanished. Hermione changed into one of Severus’s shirts and crawled into bed beside him.

“You okay?” she asked.

“I guess so. Why am I reacting like this?” he asked.

“That’s what Healer Davis wanted to talk to me about. Because of what Voldemort did to you, you freak out whenever a male pulls out his wand anywhere near you. That’s why you’re reacting this way.” she answered.

“How do I fix it?” he questioned.

“You have to talk about what happened. What Voldemort did to you. It will help you heal mentally.” she replied.

“I…I don’t think I can Hermione.” he said sadly.

“Sure you can. It’s only you and me here. Plus, I promise you, no matter what I’ll always be there to help you. And I mean it.” Hermione replied as she held him.

Severus sighed and nodded. The couple got more comfortable. After pouring himself another cup of coffee, Hermione sat beside him.

“That first night, Voldemort did nothing more that put the curico on me for a long period of time. The most painful thing that night was the physical torture at the hands of Lucius, Bellatrix, Crabbe Sr. and Goyle Sr.

“The second day was completely different. Not only did Voldemort use the curico, he used other spells. Spells that would cut my skin. The worst…the worst spell…was one Voldemort created. I’d only…seen it once. It…it…it’s awful.” Severus said tearfully.

“Sshh. You don’t have to tell me anymore right now.” Hermione said gently.

“No. I started…and…now I’ll…finish. This…spell magically beats and…and…rapes the victim. After…after that…second day…that was what he used along with the curico. Voldemort could also have the spell only beat or only rape his victim. He…he alternated doing that to me.

“Mainly he…used the…rape part on me. Somehow I managed not to cry out in pain. It was your connection to me that…that kept…me alive.” Severus concluded as the tears flowed down his cheeks.

Hermione gathered him gently into her arms. Severus clung tightly to her. She gently ran her fingers through his hair as he cried on her shoulder. Trying to sooth the pain he had gone through.

“I’m so sorry. I should have been able to help find you sooner.” Hermione whispered.

“No…no you were able…to…at least…at least…help…keep me…alive.” Severus cried.

“Severus, everything will be all right. We’ll get through this. Together. I won’t leave you. If you need me, I’ll be right there. I promise.” Hermione whispered.

Hermione held Severus securely to her. Within minutes he was sound asleep. Hermione gently eased him against the pillows and tucked him in. Quietly, she left the room. As she headed down the hall she bumped into Remus, who was heading to his room.

“How is Severus?” Remus asked.

“He’s asleep. Could you do me a favor?” Hermione asked.

“Sure.” Remus answered.

“I need to talk to Professor Dumbledore. Could you stay with Severus? If anything is wrong or he wakes up and wants me there, come get me.” Hermione requested.

“Of course. Albus is in the kitchen. I think he’s been waiting on you.” Remus replied.

Hermione nodded. She made her way to the kitchen. She found Albus reading the Evening Prophet and drinking a cup of tea. Hermione sat across from him and waited patiently.

“Is Severus asleep?” Albus asked.

“Yes. Oh professor, how are we suppose to help heal Severus after what that bastard did to him?” Hermione replied sadly.

“What did he tell you?” Albus asked.

Hermione tearfully retold the tale of horror that Severus had told her. Albus sat quietly as she spoke. Once she finished, he rested his chin on his steepled fingers.

“How…how am I suppose to…heal that. To be honest, I don’t even know how extensive his pain is. What if it’s more than just what we saw tonight? What do we do?” Hermione asked.

“I don’t know. First, we must heal his fear of any Wizard with a wand. If he reacts as he did tonight every time a Wizard so much as draws a wand near him, he will be killed in this war. Perhaps, by healing that, it will in turn help heal any other fears or mental wounds he might have. Plus, your love will help as well. That seems to be one of your gifts. To heal each other physically and Mentally too I believe.” Albus explained.

“What am I to do? I can’t do this alone professor. I…I’m not strong enough.” she cried.

“Do you love him?” Albus asked.

“Yes!” she cried.

“Do you trust in the power of your love?” he asked.

“Absolutely! How can you ask such questions!” she yelled in outrage.

“Then trust in your love and its powers. They will help you.” Albus said calmly.

“Sir, what if I can’t heal him? I mean, even with our love and its powers. Then what do I do?” she asked.

“We will worry about that if that happens. Now, there is a sleeping Potions Master upstairs that will be very disappointed if he wakes up and you’re not at his side.” Albus answered with a smile.

“You’re right. Good night sir.” Hermione replied.

Slowly she headed upstairs. Quietly she entered Severus’s bedroom. Remus nodded, hugged her briefly, then left the room. Hermione sat beside him and brushed a strand of hair off his forehead. She stripped off her clothes, put on one of his shirts and climbed in beside him. Gently she wrapped her arms around him. Severus moved closer to her.

“I love you.” Hermione whispered.

“Hermione.” Severus sighed.

Hermione fell asleep with smile on her face. At dawn Severus awoke still wrapped in Hermione’s arms. He smiled softly as he watched her sleep.

‘I love her so very much. What did I ever do to deserve the love of this beautiful, intelligent, and brave woman?’ Severus asked himself.

Slowly Hermione began to awaken. She smiled as her brown eyes focused on Severus.

“Good morning.” he whispered.

“Good morning. How did you sleep?” she asked.

“I slept fine. Especially with you at my side.” he answered.

They laid there just holding each other. Finally they got up and dressed. Severus put on a pair of blue jeans, a grey sweater and brown boots. Hermione wore a white sweater, a long lavender skirt and black heeled boots. The couple headed downstairs for an early breakfast. The house was quiet. They sat side-by-side as Oron sat their breakfast before them. Oron poured them their coffee and tea, then left.

“Thank you.” Severus said.

“You’re welcome, but what did I do?” Hermione asked.

“For last night. After I told you what happened, I felt so much better. I think us talking was the first step in helping me to heal. For that thank you.” he answered.

Hermione leaned over and kissed him. Severus wrapped his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap. They pulled apart and stared into each other’s eyes.

“I love you so very much Hermione. I’ve been doing some thinking lately.” Severus said.

“I love you too. So what have you been thinking about?” Hermione asked.

“How would you feel about getting married sooner that the end of the war?” he replied.

“How soon?" she questioned.

“New Year’s Eve. I mean everyone we would want to be there is in the Order. There’s going to be a meeting that day anyway.” he replied hopefully.

Hermione sat there quietly for a moment or two. Her face then broke out in a huge beautiful smile.

“Yes! After breakfast let’s floo Dumbledore and ask if will marry us on New Year’s Eve." she said.

Severus nodded and happily kissed his fiancee. They quickly ate their breakfast. Once done they hurried over to the fireplace.

“Of course I’ll perform the ceremony on New Year’s Eve. I’ll even send word to the Order to let them know if you wish.” Albus said with a smile.

“Yes please do. We’ll make sure Sirius is okay with us having the wedding here.” Severus replied.

After they finally agreed on a time they said good bye. Not five minutes later a bed ragged Sirius entered the kitchen.

“Mornin’.” Sirius mumbled as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

“Morning. By the way, do you mind if we have our wedding ceremony here at 7:30 p.m. New Year’s Eve?” Hermione asked.

“You don’t even have to ask! I would be honored to host your wedding!” Sirius answered excitedly.

“Oh thank you Sirius!” Hermione cried as she hugged him and kissed his cheek.

“You two are very welcome. You two just tell me what you want and I’ll take care of everything.” Sirius said with a smile.

Severus shook Sirius’s hand gratefully. Just then Remus entered the room.

“Hey, what’s all the excitement about? Did Voldemort surrender?” Remus asked.

“No. Severus and Hermione here are getting married on New Year’s Eve at 7:30. Right here at 12 Grimmwauld Place.” Sirius answered happily.

“That’s great! What did Albus say?” Remus replied.

“He said he would happy to marry us and that he would tell the Order.” Severus answered.

“Good. I’ll help Sirius get everything ready. Just tell us what you want and we’ll get it.” Remus said.

The four friends spent most of the morning, except for When Severus went to stir the potion, planning the wedding details. After lunch Sirius and Remus headed out to get the supplies for the wedding.

“I can’t believe it. In four days we’ll be husband and wife.” Hermione sighed as she snuggled deeper into Severus’s arms.

“I know. I can’t wait. By the way, I have a confession to make.” he said.

“Oh? What is it?” she asked.

“The night we brought my mother here, I overheard you talking to your cat. I heard you say that you were in love with me.” he answered.

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” she asked.

“I was scared. Scared that you didn’t mean it and that all it was, was a crush.” he answered as he stared into her eyes.

“Severus, I’ve been in love with you for almost 2 ½ years. Since probably the middle of my fifth year.” she said.

“Darling, it doesn’t matter now. All that matters is that in four days, I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine.” he whispered as he kissed her deeply.

Hermione wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and shoulders. Severus slid his arms under her cloak and around her tiny waist. As the kiss wore on, both found it igniting a flame deep within their very souls.

“Let’s go somewhere more private.” he whispered as he nibbled her earlobe.

“I love how your mind works.” she moaned softly.

Severus tightened his hold on her. A second later the re-appeared in Severus’s bedroom. They quickly began to remove each other’s clothing. Once nude, Severus grabbed his wand. He cast a locking and silencing charm on the room.

“Now then, where were we?” he asked as he sat his wand down.

“Right about here.” she answered seductively as she leaned up and kissed him.

The couple tumbled back onto the bed. Hermione giggled as Severus rolled over on top of her. He smiled as he began to nibble down her neck and collar bone.

“Mmm. You taste delicious.” he whispered.

“What you’re doing feels so good. So very good.” she sighed as she arched her body against his.

While his lips were dancing across her skin, his hands were slowly moving across her succulent body. Eliciting sighs and moans of pleasure from her. Hermione was completely absorbed in the feel of Severus’s touch. Every time he touched or kissed her, her senses felt as if they were on the verge of overload.

“Oh Severus.” she moaned.

“That’s it Hermione. Just enjoy.” he said huskily.

Every so softly, he began to kiss down her body. As he moved lower, her breathing, moans and sighs became more and more erratic. He finally reached her glistening center. He then paused.

“Oh Severus. Please don’t tease me. Don’t stop.” Hermione moaned.

“I thought tonight we could try something. If you’re game.” Severus said mischievously.

“What did you have in mind exactly?” she asked.

“How about while I’m going down on you, you return the favor?” he answered.

“All right.” she said.

Severus quickly moved them into a more comfortable position.

“Umm, what…how do I do this?” she asked.

“I’ll help. Just do what you feel comfortable with. If at any time you feel uncomfortable, we will stop. Okay.” he answered gently.

Hermione nodded. Slowly she reached her hand out and took hold of his hardening member. Severus sighed at the feel of her tiny hand wrapped around him. He began to slowly and firmly lick and suck at her wettening center. Hermione moaned as she slid her mouth over the tip of his penis. All Severus could do was groan.

‘By Merlin! She’ll kill me once she really gets the hang of this.’ he thought as she began sliding her tongue and lips up and down on his shaft.

Their movements became one. Both getting closer and closer to sweet release. Suddenly Severus pulled away. Stopping Hermione just as she was sliding her mouth down once more.

“Was I doing something wrong?” she questioned.

“Oh god no. Believe me, you were doing everything right. I just want to be inside you when I come.” he answered.

Hermione moved so he could roll onto his back. Once on his back, she then straddled him. Suddenly, she got a wicked idea. Ever so slowly she began to slide her wet womanhood against his rock hard penis.

“Oh Merlin‘s beard! Hermione, what…are you…doing?” Severus gasped in pleasure as he tossed his head back on the pillow.

“Do you like it? The feel of what your body, your mouth, your tongue, all of you does to me? Hmm? This is how I get just thinking about you. I get all hot and wet. Do you enjoy this?” she whispered seductively as she pressed herself harder against him.

“Oh yes! Hermione! Please!” Severus cried.

“Please what Severus? Tell me what you want.” Hermione said.

“I want…oh Merlin…I want…to be…buried…deep inside you! I’m…so…close! Please love!” Severus gasped as she began to move faster.

Hermione didn’t even answer. Slowly she slid her left hand down her body. She then took hold of his throbbing, wet penis and slid it in her entrance. Both gasped in sheer delight as she impaled herself on him. Taking his full length in one smooth stroke.

“Severus!”

“Hermione!”

After a second, Hermione began to move against him. Severus reached up, took hold of her hips and began to guide her movements. Without pulling out, he quickly rolled her onto her back and began to thrust hard and fast.

“Oh yes! Severus! Harder! Deeper! Make me come! Please!” she screamed.

“I’m…coming! Hermione! I love you!” he yelled as he emptied his seed deep inside her.

“Severus! I love you too!” she cried as she dug her nails into his shoulders in the aftermath of her climax.

Severus collapsed onto Hermione, then rolled onto his side. Pulling her with him. Both laid there gasping for air and softly kissing one another. Slowly he withdrew himself from her.

“Oh god that was amazing.” Hermione sighed.

“No love, you were amazing. Absolutely amazing.” Severus whispered lovingly into her ear.

Hermione snuggled closer to him. He quickly did a cleansing spell, removed the silencing and locking charms from the room and held her tight. With in seconds both were sound asleep. Dreaming of their upcoming wedding.

T.B.C