The Price was Right

Severus forgot himself as he watched Hermione faint to the floor. It two long strides, he was at her side before Hagrid had bent to lift her.



‘I’ll take her, Hagrid,’ he whispered to the huge man, his face pale. Hagrid looked from Hermione’s face to the Professors’ and the galleon dropped.



‘O’course, Professor, whatever you say…,’ he murmured incredulously as Severus lifted Hermione effortlessly. He had no idea they were more than colleagues and had never seen Professor Snape show as much care and concern for anyone before.



There was a murmuring among the guests in the Great Hall and Chief Medi-wizard Arkwright had to hit his gavel hard more than once to regain their attention. At the front of the crowd, Narcissa Malfoy’s eyes followed as Severus left, cradling Hermione, her lips curled in a sneer.



Severus walked quickly back to their quarters, his heart beating rapidly. He didn’t know if it was his concern about Hermione’s welfare or the fact that he had just been committed to spending two hours in the company of Narcissa that was causing his pulse to race. Probably both. Why Hermione had fainted he couldn’t fathom. He would have expected her to scream and shout, but to crumple the way she did, it was unlike her.



The door of their quarters swung open at his approach and he strode swiftly to their bedchamber, lying Hermione softly onto the pillows. Walking back into his lab, he took a calming draught, swallowing it and breathing deeply. He would be no good to her if he gave into his own anxiousness. Taking a small phial of Pepper-up potion, he walked back to Hermione, feeling the calming draught take effect as he walked.



‘Severus…’ Hermione was sitting up on the bed and was feeling a little disorientated.



‘You fainted after Narcissa’s successful bid. I apologise, Hermione. There was nothing I could do.’ Severus sat on the bed and took her hand in his. It felt cold and a little clammy. ‘Here, take this,’ he handed her the potion.



Hermione looked at him, her amber eyes wide, then swallowed the potion. The colour started to return to her cheeks.



‘You’re still angry with me,’ she stated.



‘A little,’ he acknowledged. ‘I have never given you reason to doubt me. I have never been unfaithful…..,’ he drifted off, leaving the words hanging.



‘But I have. So you have more reason to worry, is that what you mean?’ Hermione bristled, ‘because once a whore, always a whore… is that it?’ Her face was starting to redden.



‘That is not what I meant and you know it.’ Severus gritted his teeth slightly, then relented as he saw her eyes fill with tears.



‘I refuse to have an argument with you, Hermione,’ he sighed, stroking her face with his hand softly.



Hermione allowed the tears to fall. She didn’t know what was wrong with her, she felt emotionally fraught. She should be showing her man what he would be missing while he was with Narcissa Malfoy, but the fight wasn’t there.



‘I’m sorry, Severus. I do trust you but I’m scared…,’ she blubbed, ‘I just know she will want to seduce you!’



An unwanted and very vivid image of Severus on top of Narcissa Malfoy leapt into her mind, Narcissa’s long legs wrapped around his waist, Severus’s eyes closed and his mouth open with pleasure. Hermione closed her eyes and shook her head to get rid of it, but it remained there like a spectre.



Severus wrapped his arms around Hermione and pulled her close, kissing her trembling lips softly. Hermione stopped crying and melted into him and he smiled as she let out a small, contented sigh. Deepening the kiss, Severus ran his tongue across her lips softly, forcing entry and teasing her tongue with his, revelling in the sweet taste of her mouth. As they paused from breath he pulled away from her and looked at her, passion in his eyes.



‘No other woman could seduce me, Hermione,’ he murmured hoarsely, ‘I’m yours and you know it.’ His erection was pushing against his trousers in agreement.



‘Show me…’ Hermione said softly, her eyes heavy with desire, two pink spots on her pale face.



Tenderly, Severus started to undress her, planting soft kisses as he revealed her creamy flesh. As he removed her bra’, her full breasts were irresistible to him and he cupped them in his hands, lifting each pert nipple to his mouth where he devoured them, rolling each with his tongue, flicking and sucking until she started to moan beneath him.

Divestoeing his own clothes, he slipped next to her on the bed and held her close, his fingers tracing their way towards her pussy as they kissed sensuously. He curled his fingertips through her pubic hair, feeling her juices damp in her curls and hearing her gasp as he parted her labia with a slim finger. He moved gently until he found her engorged clitoris and started the thrum her rhythmically until she bucked and cried out his name with her orgasm, panting gently into his mouth, her thighs shuddering against his erection.



\'More, Severus… fuck me …,’ Hermione gasped. His cock was hard against her leg and she wanted him, needed him, to fill her with his come.



Severus slowly pushed her onto her back, his fingers still inside her pussy. She felt so tight and he moaned as he pushed the head of his cock into her entrance and pushed himself up on his arms, thrusting into her smoothly.



‘Gods…I love you, Hermione,’ he gasped as he started to move inside her. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist and moved her hips to meet him, small gasps escaping as she revelled in the feel of him. Deepening his thrusts, Severus felt his orgasm building and groaned loudly.



‘Fuck, I’m coming…,’ he growled, ’oh gods…Yessss!!!’



He thrust hard and exploded inside her and Hermione sighed deeply at the feel of his sperm hitting her cervix.



Severus rested his head on her forehead and kissed her gently.



‘I love you witch. Don’t forget that,’ he looked warmly into her eyes and Hermione smiled.



‘I won’t. I love you, too.’



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Severus received an owl the following morning, asking him to fulfil his slave duties at Malfoy Manor at 8pm the same night.



Hermione had just nodded when he told her and carried on brewing her potion. Her face was blank but her mind was operating at top speed and she had a plan formed by lunchtime that was so genius, she was surprised she hadn’t thought of it sooner.



Dressed in his suit, the long jacket and Nehru collar making him appear taller than he really was, Severus stood in front of the floo looking incredibly handsome.



Hermione looked up from her armchair where she was ostensibly reading a book. In reality, she hadn’t been able to keep her awareness away from him as he showered and dressed, dried his hair with his wand and fixed his cuff links into his shirt.



‘You look very nice, Severus,’ she murmured softly.



‘Thank you,’ he replied.



The atmosphere was tense between them, neither of them knowing what to say to take away the fact that he would shortly be alone with a woman who had wanted to fuck him within an inch of his life for years.



‘I will return in two hours,’ he looked at her, his face blank.



Hermione caught his eye and smiled brightly.



‘Have fun…but not too much,’ she laughed softly.



Severus smiled at her. He knew what it was costing to make such an effort. He nodded and in a flash, he disappeared.



Hermione raised her wand.



‘Accio cloak!’ She muttered and her travelling cloak flew across the room.



She threw it around herself quickly and floo’ed to the Hogshead. Without stopping for drinks, she walked swiftly through the crowded, dingy bar and into Hogsmeade.



Hermione turned with a sharp crack, apparating directly into the grounds of Malfoy Manor. As she stared at the intimidating building, she could see the silhouette of two tall people standing by a slightly open window.



Casting a disillusionment charm, she walked purposefully towards the house.





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A/N: Sorry for the delay in updating. Work, work... life, kids, husbands... all getting in the way! two more chapters and more ...interesting!...lemons, to come.