The Diary
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
22,049
Reviews:
74
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 16
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Severus shut the door behind them, still a little uncertain. He still couldn’t believe that this beautiful, passionate woman standing in front of him had decided to give him another chance, and come back to his rooms with him.
She spoke first,” I’m sorry, Severus. I think I over-reacted earlier. The thought that you knew about those dreams – I felt so embarrassed –humiliated that you knew. I had this fear that you must have been laughing at me all through my senior year – thinking I was just some silly girl…” Her voice trailed away…
He put his arm around her shoulder and drew her to him. Gods. He had to explain to her; he had to trust that she would listen to him, and not just dismiss him outright. He spoke softly. “Shh.” He uttered soothingly, “I never laughed at you. If anything, I was so frustrated – knowing about your dreams, picturing you – and me – the two of us. And then you’d come into class, and I knew I couldn’t do anything – I couldn’t make your dreams a reality for me - for us. And that frustration – my own longing – would come out in those classes.” He paused, and gave a small laugh. “I must’ve taken away hundreds of points from Gryffindor, just because I knew your dreams, and wanted you – and I knew I couldn’t have you.”
His arms tightened around her, as she rested her head against his shoulder. “And when you wrote about me burying my emotions, I wanted to scream at you that I did have emotions, but that I had spent so long trying not to let people know what I was thinking, and that I had had so many emotions that I didn’t want to experience again, that I had buried them. All of them.” He paused again. “And I wanted to thank you for being one of the few people who saw me as more than just a battle-worn shell of a man. But I couldn’t do that either… I just couldn’t open myself up like that – and so I attacked you, instead, hoping that you would just leave me to my misery. I thought I had succeeded, until you came to see me, the day before you left.”
“I was so surprised, and so pleased to see you walk through that door—“
“You sure didn’t seem like it…” her voice commented softly.
“I couldn’t. I had just spent the last 7 years – and especially the last several months - trying to make your life miserable, and I was finally convinced that I had succeeded. I was miserable enough by that point… But then, you came up and kissed me on the cheek, and I was thrilled. I wanted to grab you, and pull you into my arms then, beg you not to go to Norway, and beg you to stay here with me. But I couldn’t. I knew I couldn’t. But I thought about it. Damn I thought about it. And when I read your diary later that night, I couldn’t believe what a fool I had been. But I convinced myself that I didn’t deserve you anyway.”
“I went to the presentations that you gave, the lectures, the talks at the conferences you attended.”
“I never saw you there,” she added, her voice heavy with emotion.
“I know. I didn’t want you to see me there. I just needed to convince myself that I had done the right thing, letting you go, not saying anything. And I had to convince myself that I couldn’t be a part of your life, that I’d just have to be content watching from the sidelines. And then Dumbledore hired you here.”
She turned up her face to his. “He planned all of this, didn’t he?”
Severus nodded. “Yes. I think he set this in motion, and then stood back to watch to see if either of us would ever recognize what was right in front of us…. I knew he had given me a second chance when I heard that he had hired you. And I didn’t want to ruin this one. And then, today, one word…” His voice trailed off, a note of despair in it.
Instead of speaking, Hermione kissed him firmly but chastely, before hesitantly slipping her tongue in his mouth. His hand stroked the side of her face while he kissed her, trying to pull her closer as if trying to make her a part of him. Her hands fumbled with the clasp on his robes before releasing it, letting it fall to the ground. She broke the kiss as she began to slowly unbutton the buttons on his jacket, while he removed her robes, and began to slide his hands over her shoulders and her back.
Tentatively, his hands moved to her breasts, amazed at how beautiful she was. She smiled back at him, encouraging him, as she unbuttoned the last button on his jacket, and began to unbutton his shirt underneath. His hands slid over her breasts, and began to unbutton her jacket. Slowly, methodically, the two explored each other with their hands, working through the multitudinous buttons and layers of clothing that they both wore.
Hermione finished unbuttoning Severus’ shirt, and ran her hands down his chest. Pale, but strong, with lean muscles in clear definition. Her fingertip briefly grazed his nipple, and he shivered, watching the concentration on her face as she ran her fingers down his body. He smiled, “My turn…” He removed her shirt, and lowered his mouth to an erect nipple, teasing it futher with his tongue. Flicking over it briefly, hearing her gasp as she laced her fingers through his hair, holding him to her.
Realizing that he couldn’t hold this position for too long, he stood up, and removed his shirt, before taking her by the hand into his bedroom. Both of them standing by his bed, he reached for her, unbuttoning her skirt, and letting it slide to the ground. He then knelt, and removed her stockings, slowly, sliding her hands along her legs as he did. She shivered in anticipation, her hands in his hair again, as she felt his hot breath on her panties.
The heat between her legs was thick, and she needed him to touch her, to slide his fingers into her and feel her slickness. She reached down to remove hentienties, and he grabbed her wrists. “No. Let me.”
Sliding them down her legs, he lowered his mouth to the cleft between her legs; he could smell her arousal, and with the first tentative flick of his tongue, he could taste it. She shuddered, and moaned softly.
He stood up again, and she sat back on his bed, as he quickly removed his trousers. Hermione took in the full effect; the well muscled lean body, the spare hair on his chest that grew thicker below his waist, the proud erection. She moved to touch him, and he shook his head, instead joining her on his bed. He pulled her to him, and slipped a hand between her legs, his fingers toying with her, exploring her, caressing the hard nub of flesh that made her shiver, while she ran her fingers over the silky skin on the tip of his cock, making him gasp.
Her mouth found his, while his fingers intensified the heat between her legs. Her own fingers had begun to spread the moisture from the tip of his cock, enjoying the feel of the silky slickness, hearing Severus’ ragged breathing.
Unable to stand the methodical torment brought on by his hands, Hermione pulled Severus onto her, with the merest whisper: “Please…”
His own eyes clouded with passion, he stared into the depths of her eyes, feeling her wetness sheath him, and hearing the faint gasp as he slid fully into her. Their bodies blended as they joined in the age-old rhythm. So close before, the heat in her exploded as his body repeatedly filled her, his name on her lips. Feeling her muscles spasm around him, and hearing her gasp his name, Severus gave himself over to his own release, burying his mouth in her hair, whispering her name as he climaxed.
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The two of them lay naked in bed as they talked, and explored each other. They were bathed in the light of a fire which burning more intensely, due to the addition of a small blue cloth-bound book.
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A/N: I can\'t help it - I\'m a romantic at heart - I love happy endings!
Again, thank you all for the lovely comments - I have really appreciated them, and it always brightens my day to see another review added.
I will be transferring over the other story that I have on \'Whispers\' called \'The Wedding\' (yeah, I\'m really clever with titles, I know). It is a SS/HG one, but was what inspired me to start writing \'Lucius\' Bookshelves\'. (When I post it, you\'ll see why! I\'ll just give you a hint and say that I liked the Lucius that I created so much for that story that I decided to keep him and just alter circumstances to make a HG/LM fic.)
Thanks again, and I am glad that everyone enjoyed this!
Severus shut the door behind them, still a little uncertain. He still couldn’t believe that this beautiful, passionate woman standing in front of him had decided to give him another chance, and come back to his rooms with him.
She spoke first,” I’m sorry, Severus. I think I over-reacted earlier. The thought that you knew about those dreams – I felt so embarrassed –humiliated that you knew. I had this fear that you must have been laughing at me all through my senior year – thinking I was just some silly girl…” Her voice trailed away…
He put his arm around her shoulder and drew her to him. Gods. He had to explain to her; he had to trust that she would listen to him, and not just dismiss him outright. He spoke softly. “Shh.” He uttered soothingly, “I never laughed at you. If anything, I was so frustrated – knowing about your dreams, picturing you – and me – the two of us. And then you’d come into class, and I knew I couldn’t do anything – I couldn’t make your dreams a reality for me - for us. And that frustration – my own longing – would come out in those classes.” He paused, and gave a small laugh. “I must’ve taken away hundreds of points from Gryffindor, just because I knew your dreams, and wanted you – and I knew I couldn’t have you.”
His arms tightened around her, as she rested her head against his shoulder. “And when you wrote about me burying my emotions, I wanted to scream at you that I did have emotions, but that I had spent so long trying not to let people know what I was thinking, and that I had had so many emotions that I didn’t want to experience again, that I had buried them. All of them.” He paused again. “And I wanted to thank you for being one of the few people who saw me as more than just a battle-worn shell of a man. But I couldn’t do that either… I just couldn’t open myself up like that – and so I attacked you, instead, hoping that you would just leave me to my misery. I thought I had succeeded, until you came to see me, the day before you left.”
“I was so surprised, and so pleased to see you walk through that door—“
“You sure didn’t seem like it…” her voice commented softly.
“I couldn’t. I had just spent the last 7 years – and especially the last several months - trying to make your life miserable, and I was finally convinced that I had succeeded. I was miserable enough by that point… But then, you came up and kissed me on the cheek, and I was thrilled. I wanted to grab you, and pull you into my arms then, beg you not to go to Norway, and beg you to stay here with me. But I couldn’t. I knew I couldn’t. But I thought about it. Damn I thought about it. And when I read your diary later that night, I couldn’t believe what a fool I had been. But I convinced myself that I didn’t deserve you anyway.”
“I went to the presentations that you gave, the lectures, the talks at the conferences you attended.”
“I never saw you there,” she added, her voice heavy with emotion.
“I know. I didn’t want you to see me there. I just needed to convince myself that I had done the right thing, letting you go, not saying anything. And I had to convince myself that I couldn’t be a part of your life, that I’d just have to be content watching from the sidelines. And then Dumbledore hired you here.”
She turned up her face to his. “He planned all of this, didn’t he?”
Severus nodded. “Yes. I think he set this in motion, and then stood back to watch to see if either of us would ever recognize what was right in front of us…. I knew he had given me a second chance when I heard that he had hired you. And I didn’t want to ruin this one. And then, today, one word…” His voice trailed off, a note of despair in it.
Instead of speaking, Hermione kissed him firmly but chastely, before hesitantly slipping her tongue in his mouth. His hand stroked the side of her face while he kissed her, trying to pull her closer as if trying to make her a part of him. Her hands fumbled with the clasp on his robes before releasing it, letting it fall to the ground. She broke the kiss as she began to slowly unbutton the buttons on his jacket, while he removed her robes, and began to slide his hands over her shoulders and her back.
Tentatively, his hands moved to her breasts, amazed at how beautiful she was. She smiled back at him, encouraging him, as she unbuttoned the last button on his jacket, and began to unbutton his shirt underneath. His hands slid over her breasts, and began to unbutton her jacket. Slowly, methodically, the two explored each other with their hands, working through the multitudinous buttons and layers of clothing that they both wore.
Hermione finished unbuttoning Severus’ shirt, and ran her hands down his chest. Pale, but strong, with lean muscles in clear definition. Her fingertip briefly grazed his nipple, and he shivered, watching the concentration on her face as she ran her fingers down his body. He smiled, “My turn…” He removed her shirt, and lowered his mouth to an erect nipple, teasing it futher with his tongue. Flicking over it briefly, hearing her gasp as she laced her fingers through his hair, holding him to her.
Realizing that he couldn’t hold this position for too long, he stood up, and removed his shirt, before taking her by the hand into his bedroom. Both of them standing by his bed, he reached for her, unbuttoning her skirt, and letting it slide to the ground. He then knelt, and removed her stockings, slowly, sliding her hands along her legs as he did. She shivered in anticipation, her hands in his hair again, as she felt his hot breath on her panties.
The heat between her legs was thick, and she needed him to touch her, to slide his fingers into her and feel her slickness. She reached down to remove hentienties, and he grabbed her wrists. “No. Let me.”
Sliding them down her legs, he lowered his mouth to the cleft between her legs; he could smell her arousal, and with the first tentative flick of his tongue, he could taste it. She shuddered, and moaned softly.
He stood up again, and she sat back on his bed, as he quickly removed his trousers. Hermione took in the full effect; the well muscled lean body, the spare hair on his chest that grew thicker below his waist, the proud erection. She moved to touch him, and he shook his head, instead joining her on his bed. He pulled her to him, and slipped a hand between her legs, his fingers toying with her, exploring her, caressing the hard nub of flesh that made her shiver, while she ran her fingers over the silky skin on the tip of his cock, making him gasp.
Her mouth found his, while his fingers intensified the heat between her legs. Her own fingers had begun to spread the moisture from the tip of his cock, enjoying the feel of the silky slickness, hearing Severus’ ragged breathing.
Unable to stand the methodical torment brought on by his hands, Hermione pulled Severus onto her, with the merest whisper: “Please…”
His own eyes clouded with passion, he stared into the depths of her eyes, feeling her wetness sheath him, and hearing the faint gasp as he slid fully into her. Their bodies blended as they joined in the age-old rhythm. So close before, the heat in her exploded as his body repeatedly filled her, his name on her lips. Feeling her muscles spasm around him, and hearing her gasp his name, Severus gave himself over to his own release, burying his mouth in her hair, whispering her name as he climaxed.
****
The two of them lay naked in bed as they talked, and explored each other. They were bathed in the light of a fire which burning more intensely, due to the addition of a small blue cloth-bound book.
****
A/N: I can\'t help it - I\'m a romantic at heart - I love happy endings!
Again, thank you all for the lovely comments - I have really appreciated them, and it always brightens my day to see another review added.
I will be transferring over the other story that I have on \'Whispers\' called \'The Wedding\' (yeah, I\'m really clever with titles, I know). It is a SS/HG one, but was what inspired me to start writing \'Lucius\' Bookshelves\'. (When I post it, you\'ll see why! I\'ll just give you a hint and say that I liked the Lucius that I created so much for that story that I decided to keep him and just alter circumstances to make a HG/LM fic.)
Thanks again, and I am glad that everyone enjoyed this!