Dance With The Devil

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Severus left the bath and continued on his day. Hermione let him have his space. She had this intuition that he needed to be alone since the boys were coming today. Hermione dressed in comfortable clothes and ordered a lunch on the patio for the boys. She then went to the main hall to wait by the floo. At ten after 12 the boys tumbled out of the fire place, cat in tow. The cat rubbed against Hermione and then made a beeline for the open patio door. They stood up brushed themselves off and then launched themselves at Hermione.
“Oh ‘Mione, we have missed you.” Harry said while hugging her.
“Yeah, how’s the big bat treating you?
“Fine, everything is ok. He isn’t a big bat, Ron. Come on lunch is outside.”
“Lunch? Food?” Ron asked with a very hopeful voice.
“Yes food Ronald Weasley…but I bet you were just fed.”
“So a man can’t have two lunches?”

Hermione laughed and led the boys to the lunch spread outside.
“Sheesh, Hermione. You have a nice set up here.” Harry said as her looked around.
“Yes well Severus comes form an old family line. Come see the gardens…they are gorgeous.”
The three friends laughed and talked over lunch. Hermione didn’t spot Severus once. She had a feeling he was giving them a wide berth of space.
“So ‘Mione, You had to you know…shag him. Was he alright with you?”
“Ron don’t get all noble with me. He’s my husband and yes we shag…although I wouldn’t call it that.”
“What would you call it?” Harry asked her.
“Um…well…pardon me for a moment but I’d call it fucking. Nothing other than that.”
“Fucking so you enjoyed it?”
Hermione could see the boys getting possessive. Ron was red faced and Harry was asking some personal questions. Not that they had hid anything from each other, they always were very open.

“Yes I enjoyed it. Why shouldn’t I? We are both physically attracted to each other as well as intellectually. Plus he is my husband, he is the only man I am going to be shagging. What part of husband are you not getting? I have to do someone.”
“So he’s good to you in bed then?”
“Harry, I don’t know what your definition of good is. But I do enjoy his sexual preferences.”
“Preferences? So he’s not normal?”
“Harry! This is getting ridicules. That is my business. And as long as I am enjoying it, what is the problem?”
“No problem, I just want to make sure your ok. He is a git you know?”
“He is a git in school. Not here, not to me.”
Ron finally took this opportunity to speak up.
“See mate, Dumbledore wouldn’t have sent her here if she was going to be misstreated. Now no more sex talk. I do not even want to picture that bat swooping over you Hermione.”

Hermione and the boys continued their afternoon. They walked around the grounds, the boys talked about how great it would be to fly over them. The boys hadn’t been at the house since Hermione’s party and even then they hadn’t seen the grounds. They went swimming in the huge pond. Ron laughed that it was a fishing pond for the Professor. They had a light dinner and retired to the guest bedroom the boys were staying in. They played chess, exploding snap and monopoly. Harry had nicked the game from Arthur Weasley’s store of muggle things. He thought it would be funny to teach Ron.

“Park place? Marvin Gardens? What kind of places are these? Muggles can be so weird.”
“Ron just roll the die and move.” Hermione said to him.
“And see I have to move my own piece! And the pieces don’t attack each other. Where’s the fun in that?”
Harry was laughing at Ron. To him the violent pieces had been a shock.
Hermione retired to her bedroom shortly after the game ended.

Severus was in bed reading, obviously trying to look like he wasn’t waiting for her. Hermione changed her clothes and climbed into bed next to him.
“How was you day?” He asked while putting away his book.
“It was great. I loved seeing Harry and Ron again. Tomorrow we are going to Diagon Alley for the day.”
“Sounds like an amicable day. But now I believe it is time to pick form the box.”
“Really Severus?”
“Yes. I had a very hard day working on my projects and I would like some relief.”
So that’s where he was. She said to her self.

She rolled out of bed and went to the box. She picked out a folded piece of paper and carried it back to him. She gave it to him and waited to see what it said.
“You have to give me a massage.” He read out loud.
“Oh that’s not so bad.”
“You forget, Hermione that this box isn’t just punishments as you think.”
He leaned over to his night stand and took out a bottle of oil and handed it to her. Then he rolled over onto his stomach. Hermione tossed the blanket back off him and was greeted with his bare bum. He was already naked.
She giggled and sat on top of him. She poured some oil onto her hands and began working it into his skin. Her hands worked the skin on his shoulders, neck and upper back. She took this time to examine the surface of his skin.

It wasn’t smooth like Harry’s or Ron’s. It was rough and textured. He had many scars running across it at different angles. Hermione was aware that as his role as a Death Eater he was subject to torture. But some of these looked white and very old, and others looked reasonably pink and new. She took to tracing them with her fingers.
“Why did you get all these?”
“Various reasons. I can not remember them all.”
“What about these? The recent ones.”
“I got those when I spoke out of turn about the marriage law. I interrupted Lucius on his rant about wanting you for himself and breaking you to Voldemort.”
“But I still married a Death Eater.”
“I know, but I wasn’t given permission to speak. After the beating, the Dark Lord saw fit to hear me out. There is a price to pay for speaking to him if you aren’t in the inner circle.”
“But you are now?”
“Yes. My marriage to you and promise to manipulate you ensured that.”
“Manipulate me against Harry. What is going to happen to me?”
“Well I expect in time, He will want to meet you. But not until I provided enough evidence that you are against Harry. Then you will accompany me to a meeting. Probably where I will be privy to the plan for the battle and you will be privy only to your role in it. I assume he is going to use you to kidnap Harry, poison him or physically harm him before the Dark Lord meets him.”
“I don’t want to actually do any of those things.”
“I know. We are going to fake them, don’t worry.”

Hermione was silent. She was turning things over in her head. She continued to massage Severus’ muscles.
“Severus? Will I have to do anything in front of him?” She asked. The fear was evident in her voice.
“I am not sure, but you are aware. That whatever he commands, you must do. We cannot risk being exposed.”
“Yes but what if he wants me to, you know. Be with other men?”
“Well I am not sure. I do not think he will ask that. Although Lucius does want a taste of you. There is a very real possibility he will ask for it. I am lower than him in the circle. I cannot stop him.”
“So if they are above you then there is nothing you can do, but if they are below you then you can stop them?”
“Yes. You will be able to recognize the ranks. The spiral out in a circle from the Dark Lords right with Bella then Lucius and so forth. I now stand about 8 people from the Dark Lord.”
“So if Lucuis wants me I must comply?”
“Yes, but I will make the request that it is in private and he does not hurt you. The Dark Lord will agree with me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes don’t worry. But enough of that wench. Your hands are magic.”

Her rolled over and tumbled Hermione onto the bed. He trapped her under his arms and kissed her fiercely. She moaned into his mouth and wound her hands around his back. Severus wrestled with her nightie until it was off completely. His hands and mouth attacked her breast as if starved form their attentions. Hermione dragged her hands to his head. When his teeth pulled at her nipple she gasped form pleasure and pain. She pulled on his hair gently, testing the waters. She wanted to know if he liked the pain to be reciprocated. Apparently he did. He growled at her and moved down her body, yanking off her panties. He was in no mood for any more foreplay. He needed to be inside her and now. He positioned himself over her and plunged in hard.
Hermione gasped from the intrusion. It was so sudden it shocked her. Nor did she have any time to adjust at all. He began furiously pushing into her. He put his hands under her back and gripped her shoulders. He used his arms to pull her down on to him with every stroke.
“Fuck!” Hermione swore. He felt so good. She could feel her orgasm starting to build. If he kept going this way she would come soon.
She pus her hands on his neck and pulled him down to kiss her. His breathing was hard against her. She pulled him back and with one more stroke she came, hard. She scratched her nails down his neck and back. He grunted in pain and lightly nipped the side of her arm. HE kept pushing into her, he was close too. Her fierce orgasm and scratching finally pushed him over the edge. He threw himself into her as hard as he could one last time. He rested his head in her neck and regained his breath.

“Severus? Your crushing me and I need to bathroom.”
“Sorry.” He rolled off her.
She got up and walked to the bathroom. She noted that there was some pain and discomfort from sex this time. When she came back to bed, Severus was lying on his back looking at her.

She crawled into bed with him.
He was still looking at her.
“I think it’s my turn to ask some questions.”
“Oh what are you asking?”
“I want to know why you enjoy having sex with me so much.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you enjoy it. And I want to know why. You never would have chose me as your husband if not for the law. We never would have had sex without it. And yet you enjoy it. You have not said no to me or begged me to stop. You accept it. Why?”
Hermione blushed. “I don’t know. I just like it.”
“Yes but why? I know why I enjoy it. You are very young and beautiful. What old man like me wouldn’t want a pretty young thing like you in their bed every night?”
“You think I’m pretty? Thank you.”
“had you not noticed?”
“Well not really. But you noticed. Oh Severus? Did you happen to notice before we were married? Hmmm?”

Severus scowled at her.
“I may have taken note that you had grown up.”
“Ohhh Severus…What would everyone say if they knew you had a thing for me before we were married?”
“I did not have a thing for you…I was just observing that you didn’t look like a bucktoothed know-it-all. What about you? I have come to the conclusion that you must have had some sort of attraction to me also. Other wise why would you enjoy this so much?”
It was her turn to scowl ad blush.
“You must know that every student has a crush on their teacher at some time.”
“Oh really Miss Granger?” He arched and eye brow at her.
“I believe it’s Mrs. Snape to you buster.” She said swatting him on the arm.
“It certainly is wife. Now…who am I going to tell first about your little crush? Hmm?” He mused while tapping his fingers on his chin.
“You wouldn’t dare!” She swatted him again. He caught her hand.
“You think it is above my Slytherin tendencies to keep this to myself?”
He pulled her to him and attacked her. He used one hand to hold her hands while the other tickled her with no mercy.
Between her laughs Hermione managed to say that if he told then she would tell about him fancying a student. He stopped tickling her. He leaned down very close to her face.
“So there is some snake inside the lion. I think this may not have been such a bad idea after all.”
“I am beginning to agree with you.”
He released her hands and engaged in more kisses and touches. It was a long time before either actually went to sleep.

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