The Healing

CHAPTER FIFTEEN


Severus wasn’t exactly thrilled to be shopping, he made a point only to go when he absolutely had no choice. Hermione gave him no choice in the matter, she insisted that if he wanted her to cook dinner for him, then he had to accompany her to the market. So he followed along behind her, pushing Sebastian in his pram as she selected various items from shelves and refrigerated cases.

It seemed to take an eternity. He wasn’t use to shopping in the market, he lived in the school and therefore had all his meals prepared for him. He couldn’t even remember going with his mother to the market as a child. He waited impatiently behind her in the line as she paid for her purchases and settled the bags in the basket beneath the pram.

Next she insisted that they slip into a clothier so she could order some new robes for the baby, insisting that he would grow out of his current ones in a matter of weeks. She then spent over fifteen minutes arguing with him over who should pay for the baby’s clothes. Finally she relented and allowed him to handle it.

Things got decidedly more heated when Severus darted suddenly into a toy store at the end of town. He didn’t say anything, just suddenly stopped, turned the baby carriage and went into the store, leaving her to follow behind him somewhat dazed. Despite her insistence that Sebastian did not need any toys, Severus walked up and down the aisles filling a basket with this and that. Children’s books on magic, a beginners chemistry set, a small potions kit, toy train, broomstick, a learners wand designed to teach small, harmless spells and wand handling, and a small stuffed owl.


“Severus, the baby sleeps most of the time, he can’t even roll over, I don’t see the point in you spending so much money on toys right now!” Hermione said as they exited the toy shop.

“I intend that my son be the most talented wizard ever to step foot in that school therefore, I have to start teaching him while he is young.” Severus said as he pushed the pram along the sidewalk, the basket underneath overflowing with packages as Hermione tried to keep up, her hands clasped around the handles of several more bags from the toy shop.

“Well, well, well…Severus Snape pushing a baby carriage, now that’s a sight I never thought to see.” Drawled a cultured, snide, and oh so familiar voice. Severus and Hermione both turned to see Lucius and Draco Malfoy standing in front of a small curio shop staring at them.

“Lucius, you look well.” Severus said tightly, his fingers clenching around the handle of the carriage.

“Snape?” Draco was frowning in confusion as he stared at his godfather, and former professor, then at Hermione. He looked over the edge of the pram to the tiny dark haired baby looking up at him and gasped. “You fathered Granger’s child!” He stepped back in shock, bumping into his father who gave an exasperated sigh.

“Really Draco, you are a bit slow aren’t you, the boy looks just like him, I knew who his father was the moment I saw the lad.” He said, rolling his eyes as he nudged Draco aside with the head of his cane.

“I am happy to see that you are aware of the boy Severus.” Lucius said quietly as he looked down at the baby. He was staring at up at Lucius curiously, his dark eyes wide and revealing just a hint of something Lucius couldn’t quite put his finger on.

“Are you?” Snape asked looking at Lucius curiously. How odd, he was actually being polite and seemed genuine.

“Yes, having a child can change a man, make him see the error of his ways. For some it takes longer than for others, but ultimately, your children become the only thing in this world that matters to you.” He reached his hand down to Sebastian, smiling when the baby clasped his gloved finger and attempted to pull it to his mouth. “Congratulations on a fine son Severus.” He withdrew his hand and clasped Draco’s shoulder, pushing him ahead. “Good day.” He said with a curt nod before following after his son.

“How odd, that’s twice now he’s been nice to me in public and been sweet to our son. What is going on with him?” Hermione asked as she watched the blonde wizard walk away.

“Maybe he has changed.” Severus said, amazed himself at the differences he could detect in Lucius. He had even penetrated the wizards mind for a moment, and could sense no malice or ill intent towards Severus or his family. With a shrug, the small family made their way back to Hermione’s house for the evening.

While Hermione prepared dinner, Severus sat in the middle of her living room floor, Sebastian asleep in his little basket beside him, and played with the little chemistry set. It had been his favorite toy as a child, and as a teenager, even now he got a kick out of brewing potions and mixing things together. Though he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, he actually got a little thrill when the idiots he taught blew up their cauldrons. Maybe it was some genetic thing with men, but who could really resist a good explosion.

“I see now, you used your son as an excuse to buy yourself some toys.” Hermione said as she entered the living room. Severus looked up, blushing slightly at being caught playing with the toys he bought for Sebastian.

“I was curious about them, that’s all.” He said sheepishly as he snapped his fingers and watched all the pieces move back into place inside the box, and the box float down the hall and back to Sebastian’s room. Hermione glanced over at the sleeping baby and smiled. She walked over to Severus who was leaning back against the front of the sofa and stood in front of him, her feet planted on either side of his legs.

“You know, dinner is going to be at least an hour.” She gathered the fabric of her skirt in her hands and began to tug, the hem slowly rising up her legs.

“Oh?” His eyes followed the steady ascent of the material until the soft, fluffy curls of her sex came into view. “No knickers.” He muttered as she lowered herself to her knees astride him.

“I find them inconvenient when I am with you.” She said as she reached between them to unfasten his belt and loosen his trousers. “I want to be available and ready for you any time you want me.” She said as she reached into his clothes and freed the turgid length of his cock.

“That is a rather admirable quality in a woman.” He drawled softly as she stroked his cock slowly. “Just how ready are you?” He asked.

She smiled slyly and slid her fingers into her sex, moaning softly as her touch stroked over the swollen, sensitive bud of her clit before plunging into her slick opening.

“Mmm, more than ready…” She said, withdrawing her fingers and holding them up so he could see just how hot and wet she was for him. He opened his mouth and sucked her fingers inside, his tongue licking and swirling around the slick digits as he tasted the sweet flavor of aroused woman. “Oh, you do have a naughty mouth Severus.” She whispered.

“You taste like honey.” He said low as his hands clasped her hips and lifted her, settling her over his hard cock and plunging up into her as he pulled her hips down.

“Oh my gods!” She cried, letting her head fall back and her fingers dig into the back of his neck as he impaled her.

“Shush, you’re going to wake the baby, and then I won’t be able to make you come…you don’t want that now do you?” Severus asked as his fingers bit into the plump flesh of her bottom. Hermione’s eyes widened slightly at his demanding tone, and he could feel the soft flutter of her channel around him in response.

“No….I need to come.” She whimpered as she rocked her hips over him, moaning at the soft, silky glide of his cock inside her. He let her set the pace, sitting back and watching as the pleasure overtook her, her eyes closed, head thrown back as she took what she needed from his body. He loved watching her, swore that she was more beautiful in those moments of abandon then anything he had ever seen. Her movements picked up pace and her thighs began to tremble as she moved over him. Her little whimpers and moans were becoming louder and her fingers were biting into his shoulders as she hovered on the brink.

“Quiet now love.” He said, smirking slightly as he thrust up into her, the head of his cock hitting the sweet spot deep inside her, causing her to cry out. He clapped one hand over her mouth, the other digging sharply into her hip as he thrust harder and faster into her. She bit down into the side of his hand as her orgasm crashed over her, the movement of her hips became jerky and sporadic as she pulsed around him, milking the seed from his body as he continued to pump his cock into her as his own release overcame him.

“Oh goodness.” She panted into his shoulder as his hand slid away from her mouth and down to her shoulder. “I didn’t hurt you did I?”

“No, I’m fine.” He chuckled softly as he looked at the teeth marks on his hand. “You do like to get aggressive though don’t you?” He asked, sliding his hands down to cup her bottom as he pushed his semi-erect member deeper inside her. “I suspect that you enjoy it when I become aggressive…your reactions to demands are very telling my dear.”

“It’s your voice.” She said, her head resting on his shoulder as she tried to still the faint tremors still coursing through her. “Something about it…excites me when you start talking to me in that demanding tone…its worse when you swear.” She mumbled the last bit into the side of his neck.

“When I swear?” He smiled softly. “Are you trying to tell me that you like it when I talk dirty to you?” He whispered into her ear.

“Don’t do that…” She whimpered and he could feel her begin to pulse around him, in seconds he went from semi to fully erect inside her.

“Don’t do what Hermione?” He suddenly felt as though he were the most powerful wizard alive as he felt her respond to the sound of his voice in her ear. “Don’t tell you how much I enjoy fucking you?” She clenched tight around him, a tiny moan escaping as she wrapped her arms tight around his neck. “Don’t tell you how hard I get when I hear you make those sweet little noises?” He thrust into her again, hissing softly when her little teeth bit into the side of his neck. “Don’t tell you that I intend to make you come again and again until you can’t move?” He used his hands to press down as he began to arch and grind his hips up and into hers. She was moaning and whimpering against his throat and it didn’t take long before she went over again, quickly followed by him.

“Okay love, enough for now.” He said, letting his head fall back into the cushions as she collapsed against his chest. “I think we are both going to collapse from dehydration if we don’t slow down a bit.” He said, chest heaving. He glanced down at he immobile woman draped over him. He shoved the thick fall of curls off of her face and began to laugh softly. She was sound asleep, exhausted completely. “And I thought I would be the one who had trouble keeping up with such a young witch.”

**Thanks to Quarter-Blooded witch for the inspiration about men and toy trains....though I couldnt see him interested in trains, I figured a little chemistry set would do the trick.

Sygnus- truth is, I dont know where my stories are going to go, I dont outline or plan them. When I have my quiet time in the evenings after the boys and baby girl are tucked in, I sit down with a glass of wine and my laptop and just write whatever is playing in my head at the times. See I have this little issue after 13 years of marriage...I cant sleep without my husband.. so I spend deployments sleeping very little....hence the reason I am able to write so much, so often...I have nothing better to do LOL