LIFETIME MATE

Chapter Fourteen


A few nights later Hermione woke up in the middle of the night, her bed clothes damp from her sweating in her sleep. She got up on rubbery legs and took off her nightclothes and slipped on a robe that hung by her bedside.

She needed her potion.

She went slowly to the dungeons in search of Severus. She heard a student walking the halls. She ducked in a darkened corner and peeked around. A prefect. She watched him come towards her, then turn around to walk the other way. She smelled the male scent when he came closer, then she mentally shook herself. He was a student, she wasn’t that far gone yet to attack someone that young. She waited until he went up the stairs, then dashed to the dungeon stairs.

She approached Snape’s personal chambers and knocked. No answer. She tried a few passwords, but to no avail. “Oh why couldn’t I have gotten Katrina to find out for me, but who knows I would have been sneaking here in the middle of the night.” She started laughed to herself. “Merlin, I’m talking to myself, I must be losing it.”

She heard an audible click of the door. She smiled. “Katrina.” The door swung open. She shouldn’t have been surprised that his password was her daughters name. Those two were the best of friends.

She went in the door, not noticing that someone was watching from afar.


She looked around to see if she could find the potion. She looked in cupboards, and in his adjoining lab. Nothing. When she came into his bedchamber, she looked to her left to see a large bed with green and black bed sheets. In those sheets, Severus was on his back, bare chested and asleep. She walked closer to the bed quietly, noticing that his chest and stomach were firmly toned with muscle. ‘Who knew’ she thought to herself smiling.

Her mouth went dry and she felt the heat start to pool between her legs. She though of Chase, and felt a bit of guilt that she felt desire for her former potions professor. But then again, she didn’t know what Chase did when he wasn’t with her either, and he wasn’t here. She needed someone now.

She waved her hand and watched his arms go over his head. His wrists were bound with invisible binds. He then stirred awake. “Hermione?” He asked coming instantly awake.

“Severus. I need my potion, where is it?”

“There isn’t any. Poppie said it wouldn’t mix well with the healing potion, so I didn’t prepare any.” He looked up at her. Her face was flushed and her eyes were glazed with heat. “Hermione, untie me.”

Hermione smirked. “No, I don’t think so.” She untied her robe and let it slip to the floor.

Severus watched her, as if it was in slow motion, take off her robe. He has seen her in a bikini, but not completely nude. The white bandage at her side glared brightly against the golden hue of her skin. She walked over to the bed and sat astride his hips. “Hermione, this isn’t a good idea.” He said looking up into her eyes.

Hermione ground her hips against his, his growing erection sending delicious shivers down her body. “Sev, your body tells me otherwise. If you can’t give my the potion, you’ll have to give me something else.”

She leaned down to taste his skin at his neck, while her hands ran along his chest. She grasped the hair at the back of his head and pulled back to delve more onto his neck, biting and sucking on the skin.

He closed his eyes and moaned at the feel of her lips and tongue on his neck. He felt her lick her way down his chest where she grasped his nipples between her teeth to suck on them. His hips bucked up against her, his already fully aroused erection wanting more.

She smiled against his chest, then looked up, into his eyes. “Do you want me to stop Severus?”

“No.” He groaned unable to stop her anyway.

She licked her way down the pl of of his stomach. She knelt between his legs, stroking her hand over his silk covered erection, him pushing into her hand. She muttered the spell ‘Evanesco’, and his boxers disappeared.

He looked down to see her lick her full lips then take him in her mouth. He felt her tongue glide on the underside of his shaft, then come up to circle the crown of his cock as she moved her mouth up and down on him, pumping her hand along him at the same time. He raised his hips to meet her hot mouth, and groaned as she swallowed against the head, thent hit him go deeper. He moaned and gripped the headboard, holding back his release.

“Hermione, stop. Please stop. Untie me.” He said hoarsely.

She reluctantly pulled away and said the spell to unbind his wrists. As soon as his hands were freed he seized her waist and shifted her to her back, and plunged his cock deep inside of her moist heat. Thrusting deep and hard over and over again.

He bent down and nibbled at her neck which was bent back against the pillows. Her hips bucked up, meeting him thrust for thrust. She groaned as his pelvic bone rubbed against her clit, and her orgasm washed over her, throbbing against him.

He looked down at her as her climax hit her, and swooped down to devour her waiting mouth, probing his tongue until hers met his. He moaned into her mouth as he thrust deep inside her, spilling his seed inside of her.

He withdrew from her and lay on his back, his chest heaving as he regained his breathing. “That probably wasn’t a good idea.” He said smiling as he looked to his side where she lay facing him.

“No, it probably wasn’t. But it felt great.” She said smiling as she rubbed his chest then kissed his mouth, letting her lips linger on his.

He pulled her close to his side and felt the heat of her skin. “Are you always this warm during your cycles?”

“Yes. It’s not as bad when I have the potion though.” She said against his neck before she bit into it, her hands traveling south.

He stopped her hand, then kissed her softly. “Come on, a shower to cool you off. In more ways than one.” He chuckled.

She smirked. “It won’t work, tried it before.”

They walked to the bathroom where he adjusted the water temperature and pulled her in with him under the jets of water. She pressed close as he washed her back, and licked his chest, her hands moving all over his back.

He pushed her back at arms length while he soaped her body, lingering on her full breasts. He rinsed her off then bent down to take her nipple into his mouth, making heutchutch his wet hair and pull him closer. His teeth grazed the hardened nipple as his hand moved to her wet nest of curls. She sp her her legs as his long fingers found her clit, massaging it softly, then went lower where he slipped two fingers into her inner folds.

He kneeled down to kiss her stomach, then flicked his tongue against the dragon tattoo. He smiled to himself, as he didn’t expect her to have a tattoo in the first place, let alone in such an erotic place at her hip. He placed both hands on her inner upper thigh then spread her cleft to delve into her wetness with his tongue.

Hermione’s head went against the tile of the wall as he teased her unmercifully. “Severus.” she moaned in a throaty whisper.

He clamped his lips around her clit, giving a light suction as he continuously plunged his two fingers in and out of her. He felt her legs start to quiver just before her inner muscles clamped around his fingers, as her climax shuddered through her body.

He got up and pressed his body to hers, her erection straining against her lower belly. She reached down between them to wrap her hand around his shaft, while her thumb went across the crown, rubbing the pre-cum around the engorged flesh. He dove in to ravage her mouth, his hand behind her head, pulling her hard against his mouth.

He broke away, his breathing erratic, as he turned her around to face the wall. He pressed against her backside, her pushing back to him. He positioned his shaft at her entrance and slowly entered her hot heat until he was completely sheathed inside of her. He began a slow rhythm as he went in and out, while his one hand gripped her hip and the other rubbed up and down her back.

She reached for the hand at her hip to bring it down between her legs. When his fingers started to rub against her clit, she threw her head back, moaning deep in her throat. “Harder Severus.” She begged as she pushed her backside against him, slamming into his hips.

He grabbed a handful of her hair and nibbled the back of her neck as he plunged hard and deep inside of her. He quickened the pace as he felt her inner walls throb and clench around his shaft. His hands went to her hips as he plunged once, then twice inside of her as he emptied himself into her.

Her legs gave out on her, as she lowered herself to the shower floor. He turned off the water, then dried her and himself dry, then carried her to the bed. He took off the wet bandage at her side. “Does it still hurt Hermione?” He asked, afraid that he may of hurt her.

“No. Not really. How does it look?”

“Well, it’s not red anymore from the poison, so it must be out of your system. I am going to go up to the infirmary to talk to Poppie and let her know you are here.”

“Okay. Hurry back.”

He gave her one of those rare smiles he reserves for his closest friends and covered her up with the blanket. She snuggled into the covers, closing her eyes in exhaustion.


Severus went up to the infirmary, it turned out to be early morning, to talk to Poppie. She was relieved that Hermione was alright and asked how her wound looked.

He left with new bandages and headed back to his rooms, when he felt as if someone was watg hig him. He stopped and looked around to see no one. He shrugged his shoulders, his one hand gripping his wand in his robes just in case.

When he entered his bed chamber, it was to see Hermione on her back, the covers kicked off. He quietly approached the bed, but not quietly enough as she opened her eyes and smiled up at him.

He held up a vile of potion for her to take. “Poppie said it was okay, there’s also a sleeping potion. She said you still needed rest.”

She took the vile of potion. “I thought you said you didn’t have any of my potion made?”

“I didn’t have any here.” He smirked. “I had an extra vile in the infirmary for safe keeping.”

She smirked and drank the potion and lay back, while he re-applied the bandage with some healing lotion on the gauze. He pulled up the covers again to cover her nakedness and started to leave the room.

“Where are you going?” She asked as she lay on her side, her head resting on her hand.

“I thought I would let you get some rest.”

She turned the covers back beside her. “It’s Saturday only. Come back to bed.” She smiled seductively.

He smirked at her, then undressed again to climb in beside her. He lay on his back, while she curled herself against his side, her leg going over his. He rubbed her back until he felt her breathing deepen, then let himself drift to sleep.


They spent the next couple of days in bed, getting to know each other’s most erogenous zones, their friendship strengthening. On the Monday, while Hermione was in the shower, Dumbledore startled Severus showing just his head in the fireplace. “Severus, is Hermione still there?”

“Yes, she’s leaving this afternoon.”

“Good. After you see her off, I wonder if you could come have a word with me.” Dumbledore requested.

“Does this, per chance, have anything with Hermione staying here with me for the past few days?”

“In a round about way, yes.”

“Fine. I’ll see you later this afternoon.” He stated as Dumbledore’s head disappeared.


Severus and Hermione had a quiet lunch then they decided to go for a walk before she was to apparate to the Potter’s to pick up Katrina. They held hands and talked about life and their plans as they neared the front gates of Hogwarts.

“Goodbye Severus. Thanks for everything, and I mean everything.” She smirked.

He smiled in return, then drew her close against him to cup the side of her face. “Tell Kat, hello for me.” He hesitated and kissed her lips softly.

Their lips lingered as she gave one last squeeze, then disappeared with a pop as she apparated away. Not noticing someone was watching their tender moment from a high window in the castle with a sneer and a look of hatred.