A Song for Severus ~ (Not Update, but Edit)

Chapter 15 ~ Bella’s Message

Hermione awoke early the next morning, Severus apparently sound asleep beside her. She looked at the wizard and felt a naughtily little pulse inside as her eyes washed over his long pale body. He was sleeping on top of the sheet on his back, his flaccid cock thrown over his thigh. It wouldn’t be flaccid for long. Severus had to go to Hogwarts this morning and it was time for a wake-up, Potions Master style. Severus knew just what to do with his morning erection when he woke up in Hermione’s bed.

The witch shifted her body, knowing that was usually enough to wake the wizard. Sure enough, Severus opened his eyes. They were a bit bloodshot as they turned towards her, drinking in her nakedness.

“Good morning,” she said to the wizard, who stretched his pale arms above his head luxuriously, his cock awakening as well, rolling over and swelling as it did every morning.

“Good morning,” the Severus replied, his dark eyes resting on Hermione's body. She was naked and obviously ready for a bit of attention. Attention which would be sadly lacking this morning.

The witch’s amber eyes fell on his cock appreciatively, and she moved a bit closer to her lover.

“I see ‘little Severus’ is awake,” she said to him, heat in her gaze.

“Yes he is. But it’s nothing a morning piss won’t take care of,” the wizard replied, rolling out of the bed and standing up, looking down on the naked witch. Hermione looked quite alluring.

“A morning piss?” Hermione asked, frowning slightly.

“Yes,” he said shortly, eyeing her.

This was part of his plan.

Severus was usually always ready to relieve his morning hard-on in a very physical way. Morning was the only time he was content to take Hermione without pulling an orgasm from her. Hermione didn’t mind it at all. She still felt a sense of connection with the Potions Master and didn’t need to come to feel their connection. Severus’ desire for her was enough.

But he wasn’t evidencing much desire as he and his cock walked off to the bathroom. Hermione heard Severus take a long strong piss, then the loo flush. Afterwards, the shower came on. Hermione sat up in the bed on her elbows, looking toward the bathroom.

Taking a shower before getting his morning goodies? That wasn’t like Severus at all.

After about five minutes, Severus reappeared, a towel wrapped around his waist. His black eyes drifted over Hermione for a moment, then he turned toward the wardrobe and removed a pair of black silk boxers and black socks from the lowest drawer, his drawer. Severus kept clothing at Hermione’s house as most lovers who are committed do. He let the towel drop and Hermione was treated to seeing his tight, muscular ass before he stepped into his boxers and pulled them up. Then he bent and put on first one sock then the other. He had very good balance as he lifted each foot and slid them on.

Severis then walked over to the closet and removed a crisp white shirt and black trousers, aware of Hermione’s eyes resting on him. No doubt she was wondering why he hadn’t taken her for their usual morning tumble. She needn’t have worried about that. She was going to get her tumble all right, but tonight.

Hermione watched as Severus put on his shirt, then his trousers, securing them with his belt with the Slytherin buckle. Then he retrieved his teaching robes and slipped them on, patiently fastening up all those buttons. Finally he put on his boots, sitting down on the edge of the bed and reaching under it, pulling them out and pulling them on. He stood up and gave Hermione one of his more blanch-worthy expressions. She blinked up at him.

“Am I sufficiently imposing?” he asked her.

“For your students, yes. I outgrew that glare years ago,” Hermione responded, her voice dripping with disappointment at not being shagged.

Severus scowled at her slightly.

“Is there something wrong, Hermione?” he asked her, his voice also dripping…with silk. He was purposely using his “sex” voice on her.

Hermione frowned.

“No,” she said in such a way it was obvious something was wrong.

“Good,” the Potions Master said, leaning in.

Hermione closed her eyes and puckered her lips for his goodbye kiss. Severus hesitated, then pressed his lips squarely in the center of her forehead. Hermione’s eyes flew open as he straightened.

“Goodbye witch, I will see you tonight,” he said, disapparating with a crack of thunder.

Hermione glowered after him. Severus hadn’t even noticed she was upset. He was so thick sometimes. Hermione felt a bit out of sorts that Severus didn’t do anything with her this morning. They always had that intimate moment before starting out the day. It wasn’t wild crazy sex…but usually a rather gentle and quick interlude, their bodies making love and not war. Severus said it was better than coffee.

Well, he didn’t have his “coffee” this morning. Maybe his mind was on something else. Hermione sighed and slid out of bed, heading for the bathroom. She had to shower, grab something to eat and head out to school. She had a test today.

Though Severus had left her feeling rather testy already.

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Severus was still smirking when he reappeared in his bedroom at Hogwarts. Hermione always expected a bit of a tender shag first thing in the morning. She was quite disappointed when he left her hanging. But it would make her easier to handle tonight. At first, Severus thought about cutting her off for a few days, but then again…he would be the one acting out of character if he did that. Besides, it would be punishing himself as well. He went through enough punishment. Denying himself access to Hermione was completely out of the question.

He intended to really put it to her tonight however. The witch was going to confess everything and still get the ride of her life. He let out a little groan as his cock went half-mast. Then he sighed and adjusted himself. Enough about Hermione…he had to check up on his assistant.

Severus walked out of his bedroom and into his study. He was about to exit his private rooms when the floo suddenly turned green.

“Severus? Severus are you in?” the Headmaster’s voice called.

Severus turned around and quickly walked toward the floo.

“I’m here, Albus,” Severus replied.

“Please come to my office immediately. We have news,” Albus’ voice said.

Severus stepped through the floo and almost knocked Albus over when he emerged. Albus had been standing in front of it and was caught by surprise. Severus caught his arm however.

“Was that immediate enough, Albus?” he asked the Headmaster, who straightened and beamed at him.

“Quite,” he said, turning and walking toward his desk. He gestured toward one of two armchairs. “Please have a seat, Severus.”

Severus approached and saw that Draco Malfoy occupied the other armchair. He arched an eyebrow at him and sat down.

“Hello Professor,” Draco greeted him, “You missed the party last night.”

Severus nodded.

“That’s something I can live with,” the Potions Master replied, taking in the haunted look in Draco’s eyes. It wasn’t as severe as usual. Perhaps since he had only been to one revel so far. It was when they had to travel from revel to revel night after night that the horror took its toll.

“Draco has a message for you, Severus. From Bellatrix LeStrange,” Albus informed him, his blue eyes darkening.

Severus looked at Draco sharply.

“She surfaced?” he asked the younger wizard.

“Yep. With her claws out…though Devon and the others filed them down quickly. Then she asked me where you were, and I told her working on the elixir. She wants to meet with you tomorrow just before sunset, where the stones kiss,” Draco said, his gray eyes resting on the Potions Master.

“Where the stones kiss,” Severus said, nodding his head. “It figures she would want to meet me there.”

“Why?” Draco asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

It was where she “convinced” me to introduce her to the Dark Lord,” the wizard said. “No doubt she thinks it will give her a psychological advantage, since she has nothing to offer me in exchange for my cooperation.”

Both Dumbledore and Draco smirked at the wizard. Severus blinked at both of them for a moment, then realized why they were smirking.

“I don’t want nor will I accept what you are both thinking she will offer me,” he said a bit snarkily. “If she attempts it I will come up with a counter offer.”

“What will you do, Severus?” Albus asked him.

“I believe Bellatrix will ask me not to create the elixir for the competition. A request that I will turn down because I have already given my word I would. Bella knows I don’t go back on my word. I will then lead her to believe I have made improvements in the brew, that will make the imbiber even more powerful than Voldemort should he survive,” Severus said.

“She’s going to want that,” Draco said, his eyes glinting.

Severus nodded.

“Yes she will…and I will deliver it to her…providing she let me see the boy, examine him and administer the elixir myself. Of course, it will be the usual elixir, but although Bellatrix can brew…she is not a Potions Mistress. She won’t be able to discern whether the brew is different or not. But I imagine it will be stronger than what she has been giving him. The elixir will be full strength. I believe she has been giving him diluted versions, building up his tolerance in an effort to keep it from instantly killing him. No doubt she plans to give him the elixir full strength now in an effort to complete his transformation and stop the competition. The only problem is…he may indeed come to full power,” Severus said.

“You can poison him, Professor,” Draco said darkly. “That would take care of the entire problem. He can’t rise to power if he’s dead.”

Severus leveled his eyes on Draco.

“I’ve considered that…but if I kill the boy, then we’ll have the competition to deal with. I believe it will be better if Bellatrix introduces the boy publicly. More than likely there will be a battle and in the ensuing mayhem, the Order can attack and secure the boy, Bellatrix and the rest of the Death Eaters,” Severus said.

Albus’ brow furrowed.

“But if the boy is at full power, Severus, he will be formidable,” the Headmaster said.

“Formidable, yes,” Severus said smoothly, “But he is not yet experienced. I have no doubt Bella has trained him up…but simulations are not the real item. I believe he will be no match for you, Albus. You will have to be the one to subdue or kill him.”

Albus looked at the Potions Master and sighed. He knew all along it would come down to this. He was going to have to most likely kill a barely grown wizard. A young wizard who had the potential to destroy the fabric of the wizarding world as they knew it. Yes, he had to be dealt with.

Draco frowned slightly as he looked at Dumbledore. It seemed he was reluctant. He couldn’t be. Too much was riding on him.

Severus studied Albus as well, but he knew the old wizard would do what was necessary despite his misgivings. Most likely he would try to subdue the child rather than kill him, but if he couldn’t do it…the boy would have to die.

“We each must do what we have to do,” Albus said in a resigned voice. “But Severus, you must be careful dealing with Bella. She can be quite volatile.”

”I will be wearing a repelling spell, Headmaster. Once I tell her about the improved elixir, I will become quite valuable to her. I will be safe…for the time being,” Severus said.

“I guess I won’t be required to attend the revels for a while,” Draco interjected.

Albus looked at him.

“For the time being, you will not, Draco. But, depending on what transpires between Severus and Bella, you may be called back into service. I will let you know,” Albus said.

Draco looked at Severus but didn’t say anything.

“Draco, I will do my best to give you some time off. Most likely you will not be required to attend the revels since we have contacted Bella…but you will have to observe the dueling when it starts, as will I. Still, it will not be as trying or affecting as the revels,” Severus said. “We will have to do this until the child is introduced and taken.”

Draco absorbed this. It was a small reprieve at least. He nodded.

“Very well, Professor,” the blonde wizard said, then looked at Albus. “Do you need me for anything further, Headmaster?”

Albus gave him a smile.

“No Draco. You may go. You’ve done well,” Albus replied.

“Thank you sir,” Draco said, rising. He turned to Severus.

“Good luck with Bella, Professor. You may need it,” he said, then strode to the door, opened it and exited Albus’ office.

“Draco is weary of spying,” Albus said, looking at the door thoughtfully.

“He is lucky. He’s only being spying for a short time and the worst of it is witnessing revels. He’s been spared the pain I’ve gone through,” Severus replied, his eyes darkening.

Albus nodded.

“Yes. You’ve gone through much for the wizarding world, Severus. Hopefully your service will end soon and you can live a normal wizard’s life,” he said to the Potions Master.

Severus’ mind shifted to Hermione. She was the center of all his future hopes.

“Hopefully,” he said.

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When Severus returned to Hermione’s flat that evening, the witch was studying. She looked up at him.

“Hello Severus,” she said, putting down her book and stretching.

The witch was dressed in a light blue t-shirt and dark blue sweatpants. She was barefoot as well, her hair drawn back in a ponytail. Severus’ eyes fell on her breasts as she flexed her body.

“Good evening, Hermione,” he purred, walking up to her.

The wizard pulled Hermione against him and gave her a slow, searing kiss that made the witch feel as if he were pouring liquid fire over her body. When he broke the kiss, Hermione looked up at him. His eyes were hot and rather hard…and she shuddered a little. When Severus looked at her like that…he was in “do some damage” mode.

“It occurred to me that I left this morning without my usual ‘wake up,’” the wizard purred at her. “Why didn’t you say something? I know you enjoy our morning intimacies.”

“I thought you were preoccupied by something,” she responded softly.

“I was,” he lied, “But I’m not now, witch. The only thing on my mind now is you.”

“Really?” Hermione purred back at him.

“Yes. I have quite a package for you,” the Potions Master growled, pressed his loins into her so she could feel his erection. “and am anxious to deliver it.”

Hermione gave him a naughty smile and caught hold of the wizard’s hand, leading him toward the bedroom.

“Deliveries can be dropped off back here,” she said.

Severus quietly let her lead him to the bedroom…his eyes glittering as they rested on her ass.

He had quite a delivery indeed for the sneaky little witch.

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A/N: Okay…I had to let Severus get Draco’s message before he and Hermione got to the bottom of things. Heh, heh. Next chappie…the Confession. Thanks for reading.