The Healing

CHAPTER SIXTEEN


Severus sat beside Hermione at the staff table during lunch, as had become their Sunday ritual. The students and staff had gotten used to seeing Severus with Hermione and the baby, and no longer felt the need to stare continuously. Sebastian slept easy in his pram behind them while Hermione chatted with Hagrid and Professor Flitwick, and Severus cast his ever watchful eyes over the hall.

He sensed the scuffle between a fifth year Slytherin and Hufflepuff before it even occurred, getting to his feet and making it to the scene just as wands were pulled. He snatched both wands from their hands and shoved them into his pocket before he grabbed them both by the back of their neck.

“You dare pull your wands in this hall, you could injure another student!” Severus growled at the two boys. “Twenty points will be taken from each of your houses!” His eyes narrowed when they began to snicker slightly. “What is so funny?”

“Um, Severus…” Madam Hooch cleared her throat as she approached. “You might want to adjust your collar.” She said with a slight grin.

“Ugh!” Severus dropped the two boys and handed the wands to Madam Hooch. He reached up and readjusted his collar to cover the purple mark on his neck.

“Much better.” She said with a smile. Severus glowered at the Slytherin boy before turning on his heel and returning to the table.

“Everything alright?” Hermione asked.

“Yes, except for the fact that your little mark on my neck keeps coming uncovered.” He said as he readjusted his collar.

“I said I was sorry.” She pouted reaching over to squeeze his knee under the table. “I’ll try very hard not to leave marks in the future….at least not where anyone can see them.”

“I’ll deal with you and your….cheek, later my dear.” He said low enough that only she could hear. He smirked slightly at the blush that rose to her cheeks.

“You are a very bad man.” She muttered under her breath.

“You can not even begin to imagine.” He said softly. He had discovered her weakness for that low, rumbling baritone of his, and he was using it to his full advantage.


Lunch continued on with the occasional covert glance, and sly wink from Severus. If his intention was to knock her off kilter with his sneaky flirtation, it was working. By the time they left Sebastian with McGonagall, who now referred to herself as Nanna Minnie when it came to Sebastian, Hermione wasn’t quite sure if she was capable of forming a coherent thought. For some reason, she could not clear her head of erotic images involving Severus and herself. Though, she suspected he was in fact projecting those images, how lucky to have the talent to play about in peoples heads.

“I really never explored the dungeons much when I was here.” Hermione said casually as they strolled through the corridor.

“No reason you should have, you weren’t a Slytherin, and it would not have been safe for you, not with Draco roaming about.” He said.

“Oh, Draco didn’t scare me, vice versa actually, I almost broke his nose once.” She said, laughing softly at the memory.

“So it was you. I recall the black eyes, he said he was hit with a bludger during quidditch practice.”

“I thought you could always tell when someone was lying to you.”

“Ah, but what you may not know about Draco is, that he is a naturally adept Occlumens.”

“Really? I guess I always assumed he was a rather mediocre wizard.” She said.

“You would assume incorrectly. He is very talented, very powerful, just….misguided.” Severus said softly.

“Amazing isn’t it, how little we actually know about the people we make the most severe determinations of?” She said as they rounded a corner into a dark corridor. She lifted her wand, intending to cast the lumos charm, but Severus grasped her wrist and stopped her.

“Tell me something Hermione…that image in your head right now….is that a new fantasy or and old one?” He asked as he pushed her into an alcove hidden behind a tapestry. “Because seeing you in the school uniform is throwing me off a bit…”

“You shouldn’t play in my head Severus, you may see things you won’t like….” She teased as he pressed her back until she hit the stone wall.

“I must say, I do find that little image of me tying you up with the Slytherin neckties rather interesting….I wasn’t aware that those games fascinated you my sweet little witch.” He said quietly as he pushed her robes open and cupped her breasts in his hands. “Ah, ah, ah…..now that my dear, is not going to happen….ever.” He said with a laugh as the image in her head switched to her tying him to the bed using the Gryffindor colors.

“Told you not to play in there….” She said as she began to pluck impatiently at his buttons.

“Oh no you don’t,” He said, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head clasped in one of his own. “You have already ruined enough of my buttons my dear.”

He used his free hand to pull her skirts up and then slid it beneath to clasp her thigh and lift it over his hip. It was pitch dark in the alcove and neither could see anything in the blackness, but the soft panting breaths and slight whimpers were informative enough to guide them.

“Keep your hands above your head Hermione, don’t drop them, and don’t touch me.” He said roughly against her ear as he opened his trousers. He clasped her bottom in his hands and pushed slowly into her as her legs twined about his hips. Hermione was struggling against the urge to clutch at him, to hold him as he plunged into her again and again.

“I can’t….I need to touch you.” She pleaded, her hands clenching tight above her head.

“No, keep them there.” He growled as he thrust harder, tilting her hips so that with every plunge her clit pressed into his pelvis. When she began to pulse and ripple around his erection he pressed his mouth to hers, swallowing her cries as he shot his own release deep into her. She was whimpering softly as he slumped against her, reaching into his pocket for a handkerchief and pressing it into her palm as he pulled slowly out of her.

“You really are a very bad man Severus.” She said breathlessly as she tidied herself up as best she could. “You know if you caught students doing the same thing in this little alcove you would have punished them severely.”

“Do as I say, not as I do.” He said as he righted his clothes and reached for her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her softly.

“So that’s what you are going to teach our son?” She asked.

“No, my son will know that if he intends to shag a pretty young witch, he’d better be clever enough not to get caught!” He pinched her bottom playfully.

“Oh my goodness! Don’t say things like that Severus, I don’t even want to think about my baby being interested in girls.” She said, resting her head against his chest.

“It’s going to happen love, in a few years he’ll be just another horny teenage boy, just like the rest of them.” Severus pulled back the tapestry and stepped into the hall, pulling her along behind him. To his surprise a group of seventh years were walking past, looking at them in surprise as they slipped out of their little hidey hole.

“Um, hello Professor…Ms. Granger.” One red faced student said as he stared at the wall behind them. He knew what was behind the tapestry, knew what went on in there when students were able to slip in without being seen. He was well aware that his snarky potions professor had been doing the same thing.

“Why are you in my Dungeons?” Severus asked, glancing at the small group.

“Um…we were…um…..”

“Cat got your tongue?” Severus asked. “Let me guess, you were looking for a nice, quiet place for a little study session?” Severus asked, glancing over at the two female students who were busily studying their feet.

“No..I mean…um….” The boy stammered.

“Ten points from your houses, and in the future, stay out of my dungeons and out of little hiding spots that could get you into trouble. Now, get back to your common rooms!” They watched the four teenagers scurry off down the hall and up the stairs, tripping over their robes as they went.

“Wow Severus, that was the most hypocritical thing I have ever witnessed in my life.” Hermione said, fighting back her laughter.

“As I said before, Do as I say, not as I do.”