Naughty Snippets

Snippet #15 (HG/SS)
Finding Hermione (Preg)

Hermione was sitting in her armchair, reading a “Charms Today” magazine and eating pepper imps when there was a knock on her door.

”Oh damn,” she said, rocking in chair in an attempt to center her weight and stand up. She was very tired and very pregnant…in her eighth month.

The five foot eight witch thought that she’d have a bit of an advantage when pregnant because of her height. Shorter witches had a lower center of gravity…but that wasn’t the case. Plus she had gained a whopping eighty pounds and felt like a bloated whale. The knock sounded again.

”I’m coming,” she called as she continued to rock and finally made it to her feet. She placed her hand against the small of her back and rolled over to the front door. She opened it and gasped.

An unsmiling Potions Master stood in the doorway, his dark eyes narrowed.

”So, I’ve finally found you,” he said to the witch.

”Severus, what are you doing here?” she asked him as he gently moved her aside and entered the sparsely furnished flat, his eyes taking it in disapprovingly.

”I am here to retrieve my fiancée and the mother of my child,” he replied, his eyes hard, “Why did you run away from me, witch?”

”I…I didn’t run away from you, Severus. I just wanted to give you some space,” Hermione replied.

”I didn’t need any space. It took three weeks for me to find you. Three weeks, Hermione,” he said darkly, “You had no right to leave the way you did. I came to your rooms and found your things gone. You said nothing. Albus told me you asked for a leave of absence.”

“Yes, I did, Severus. I could tell that you weren’t happy with me…” she said, her voice catching.

The wizard caught Hermione’s hands and walked the distraught witch over to the sofa and helped her sit down heavily. She fell back her legs rising for a moment, then rolled forward.

“I’m a cow! An ugly fat cow! I can’t blame you for not wanting to touch me, Severus. I have to disgust you like this. My ankles are swollen, my breasts are the size of Cassava melons, my belly looks like I ate a hippogriff whole and I have so many chins I make a Hong Kong phone book look like a dime-store novelette!” the witch cried, sobbing into her hand.

Severus wasn’t sure what a phone book of chins in Hong Kong had to do with anything, but it was clear to see Hermione believed he didn’t want to be with her, and had done the “noble” thing and ran off. So Gryffindor. The wizard shook his head slightly.

“Hermione, you’re not a fat cow. You’re pregnant…your body is bringing forth a new life. Of course it is fuller and more expansive. You’re having a baby…my baby, and I find you even more beautiful because of what you are going through to give me such a gift. How could you ever imagine I don’t want to be with you, don’t want to touch you? You’re a goddess. My goddess. The mother of my child and dearer to me now than ever before,” the wizard said softly, taking her hand and kissing it.

He brought one hand to her rounded belly and rubbed it gently. Hermione was wearing a light blue maternity dress and it only fell mid-thigh because of how huge she was.

She looked up at him, her face mottled from crying.

“How did you find me?” she asked him.

”Your mother,” the wizard replied.

“I told mum not to tell you where I was! She promised!” Hermione said, her lip trembling.

“I initially went by and spoke to your father three weeks ago. He said neither he nor your mother knew where you went, but was sure you were fine. That set off bells in my head, because I know your mother worries over you constantly. But your father was adamant and showed no signs of untruth. I also checked with Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley. They didn’t know where you were either. I combed muggle London looking for you and when I couldn’t find you went back to your parents’ flat and found your mother there. Apparently your father had left early. She has a trait similar to yours. Her eyes shift when she lies,” the wizard said, his eyes dark, “I had to stun her and give her veritaserum to find out where you were. She wouldn’t tell me of her own accord.”

”You stunned my mother?” Hermione gasped at him, “Severus, how could you?”

”I could because I needed to find you, Hermione. I was desperate. Besides, I obliviated her afterwards. She has no recollection I was ever there,” the Potions Master replied, “You shouldn’t have left me the way you did. I’ve been worried witch, and very concerned.”

“Well, now you know where I am, and I intend to stay here so you don’t have to see me like this,” Hermione said, “Severus…I’m so fat and ugly…I can’t stand to see myself.”

The witch wasn’t making sense at all, but in her condition, her emotions were off-kilter. The Potions Master realized this.

“Hermione, stop doing this to yourself. I love you…you’re beautiful,” the wizard said, trying his best to convince her.

”Stop saying that, Severus! I know I turn you off. The past few months when we’ve had sex, you’re…you’re not yourself. You aren’t as…as hungry for me and you don’t last as long…it’s like you rush through sex just to get it over with. I don’t want you to have to pretend for me,” Hermione said to him.

Severus stared at her as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“Are you insane?” he asked the witch, who blinked at him.

”What?” Hermione said, “Am I what?”

”Insane. Mad. Out of your mind,” the Potions Master said to her, “You think I’m not hungry for you, witch? I am always hungry for you, particularly now with your body rounded with my child.”

Hermione snorted and Severus pulled his robes tight against his lap so she could see the huge erection the voluminous fabric hid.

”Does that look like I am turned off by you?” he asked the witch, his nostrils flared.

Hermione’s eyes took in the thick, sausage-like imprint.

”No, but still…I can feel it when you fuck me, Severus. You aren’t as passionate,” the witch said to him, wiping her eyes.

“Oh, but I am passionate,” the wizard said silkily, his hand rubbing her belly again, a hot look in his eyes, “I am just concerned that I could hurt the baby…that’s why I’m so…restrained. And as far as me lasting…well…you have no idea what it feels like to take you, Hermione…how delicious I find it, especially now. It’s hard to contain. It’s always over too soon now. But that is because my desire for you is so powerful, not because I am in a hurry. I would love nothing better than to make love to you all night long.”

Hermione shook her head.

“You’re just saying these things to make me feel better, Severus. I know what you’re doing,” the witch said.

Suddenly, Severus scowled at her blackly.

”I guess I will have to prove to you that what I am saying isn’t only lip-service,” he growled, standing up and picking Hermione up in his arms easily. She was heavier, but that made no difference to the wizard.

”Severus, what are you doing?” she asked as the wizard walked through the flat to her bedroom. She had a fully sized bed.

“It’s not a four-poster, but it will do,” the wizard said, setting her down gently on the bed, then pulling out his wand. He pointed it at her.

”Divesto,” he breathed.

Hermione squealed as she was suddenly naked, her swollen breasts and distended belly in clear view. She tried to cover herself.

”Don’t look at me!” she sobbed as Severus divestoed his own clothing then put down his wand and sat down next to her, pulling her hands away from her body.

”I will look at you and more, witch,” he hissed, pulling her into him and covering her mouth in a searing, hungry kiss.

Hermione struggled against him at first, the Potions Master holding her securely, pouring all the love and passion he could into that kiss and finally, finally she ceased struggling and returned his kiss with that familiar hunger he so loved.

“Yessss,” he breathed against her lips, gently taking her down to the bed and caressing her body, his hands moving over her breasts, belly and thighs appreciatively as he continued kissing her.

”You’re beautiful and I want you…I want you now and will want you forever, Hermione,” he said softly, his mouth moving over her skin.

Severus suckled her full breasts and planted tender kisses all over her belly, before moving behind her and wrapping his arms around her fullness, kissing and licking her throat, then moving his mouth to her ear.

“Open to me, Hermione,” he breathed, “Let me show you how desirable you are to me. I won’t leave you any doubt…and then…and then you will leave this place and return to Hogwarts and to me.”

Hermione didn’t fight as the Potions Master slid back a bit and lifted her thigh, pulling it back over his hip, her calf wrapping around him. He did this so she would be comfortable. He pressed his erection against her core and Hermione let out a sob. She wanted to feel loved so badly.

”I love you,” the wizard hissed, reaching down and grasping his cock, positioning himself then driving into the witch hard with a growl, “Feel my love. My need. My fire.”

Hermione let out a cry as the wizard caressed her body shoulder to waist, then began to thrust just the way she loved, without restraint or hesitation as Severus tried to drive home his love with his body, his penetration a balm to the witch, his ache releasing her fears.

“Yes, Hermione... you are deeply. deeply loved,” Severus breathed, pulling her into his stroke, lost to the only woman in his life who ever managed to breech and claim his dark, lonely heart.

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