I Will Always Find You

AN: Lemons, anyone? LMAO!!
Mucho thanks to Sunflower for Beta-ing!!!

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Chapter 19. Relief

Hermione sighed. Severus had got her started again in the hallway, and she hoped to the gods that she wouldn\'t be disappointed. She wouldn\'t be responsible for her actions towards anyone who decided that Severus \"just had\" to talk to them.


She\'d tried to gain access to his fireplace to make sure he was there; but it had been blocked. So, irritated, the head girl had quickly showered and put on fresh clothing.


She hoped he would like her outfit. She\'d never worn it before. She\'d seen it last summer on a shopping trip with her mother, and had bought it on an impulse. She had no idea why she had brought it with her; but now she was glad.

She smoothed the silky violet skirt down over her hips, and made sure her camisole wasn\'t rumpled before putting on the matching cardigan. When she was satisfied, she put her robes on over top of the outfit, making sure that nothing showed through.


The she pinned her hair back with a few clips and brushed some cherry flavored gloss on her lips.


When she was satisfied with her appearance, she slipped out of her rooms and snuck out of the common room.


As head girl, she had the right to be out after curfew and had nothing to fear when she ran into Filch. He only eyed her suspiciously as she passed and then called to Mrs. Norris and went on his way.


Hermione was glad she\'d met him on the third floor corridor instead of in the entrance hall or the dungeons. She didn\'t want to have to explain why she was down there.


When she was sure he could no longer hear her, she picked up her pace and reached the dungeons quickly, her soft heeled shoes making almost no sound on the stone floor.


She entered the Potions classroom without knocking and proceeded through the dimly lit room to his office and located the door to his sitting room, which she rapped on politely.


After a second, he opened the door and smiled down at her.


She smiled back, \"Gonna invite me in?\"


\"If I must,\" he teased. He reached out for her hand and led her into the room.


Hermione\'s jaw dropped when she stepped inside.


There was a merry fire blazing in his fireplace; but the rest of the room was lit up with candles. He\'d gotten rid of most of the furniture and now there was only the couch, situated in front of the fire, and a table set with two places.


Two violins were hanging in mid air and with a wave of Severus\' wand they began to play. Hermione recognized the opening strains of Beethoven\'s \"Romance for Violins number two.\"


She raised a hand to her lips, and turned to him. \"All of this for me?\"


He nodded. Judging by the look on her face, she was happy. He was relieved. He knew he wasn\'t much of a romantic; but he had tried.


With tears in her eyes Hermione grabbed Severus and hugged him.


He hugged her back, chuckling, \"So, I guess you like it?\"


\"Yes, I love it. No one\'s ever done anything so nice or romantic for me.\" She reached up and pulled him in for a soft kiss.


After a moment, he gently pulled himself from her embrace and led her to the table, pulling out her chair.


The violins continued to play as he sat down across from her.


\"I hope you like chocolate?\"


She nodded, curious as to what he had planned.


He said a quick spell, and a fondue pot and a plate of strawberries appeared in the middle of the table.


Hermione grinned and slowly reached out, took a strawberry and dipped it in the warm chocolate.


Then, watching Severus from under her lashes, she brought it to her mouth and took a bite, allowing some chocolate to drip down her chin.

He watched her with the strawberry, and found himself reacting to her at once. When her soft lips had caressed the fruit for an instant before she had taken a bite, he\'d nearly moaned out loud.


He was enjoying the way the fire and candle light were glinting off of her hair and making a pretty corona around her head.


As he watched, she decided to take her robes off and gently slipped them from her shoulders. He\'d hardly ever seen her in muggle clothing and never in anything as flattering as what she was wearing at the moment.


Hermione was enjoying watching Severus look like a fish out of water. She giggled and the sound brought him back to his senses.


\"I\'m guessing you like my outfit?\" She teased.


\"Most definitely.\" He agreed trying not to let her know just how much it was affecting him. She looked ravishing in violet. The camisole was a lighter shade and nearly, but not quite, form fitting. Each time she took a breath, her breasts rose slightly out of it, making it hard for him to look at anything else.


His voice caressed her eardrums, allowing her to know just how much he liked the outfit. She grinned. She was starting to realize the power she had. She\'d an inkling of it from the way he kissed her; but now she couldn\'t wait to try other things with him.


They slowly ate the strawberries, not speaking, and when they\'d had their fill, he cleared the table and then got rid of it and the chairs with his wand.


He waved his wand at the violins and they started a new song. Then he turned to her and held out his hand.


She took it, and he slowly twirled her into his arms, capturing her and easily falling into a rhythm.


Hermione laid her head down on his chest and he rested his chin on top of it. She was reminded once again of the dream.


They moved slowly around his sitting room, each silently enjoying the others company. Until Hermione softly broke the silence.


\"We\'re not going to be interrupted are we?\" She whispered, looking up at him.


\"Fawkes is the only one who can come in. So we will only be bothered if it is an emergency,\" he assured her.


She smiled contentedly, and snuggled into his chest.

When the song ended her led her to the couch and they sat down to enjoy the fire. To Hermione\'s surprise, he conjured two glasses of an excellent warm spiced wine.


\"This wine also has a contraceptive potion in it.\" He murmured to her.


\"You really did have this whole thing planned out,\" she teased him.

He chuckled, \"Yes I did.\"


She snuggled close to him and enjoyed the wine and the crackling fire. She couldn\'t remember the last time she had felt so relaxed and happy.


When she finished her wine and he his, she turned to him and without a word began to kiss him, showing her appreciation for all the trouble he had gone to to make her comfortable.


He smiled into her kiss and responded in kind. He could tell she was completely relaxed, which had been the point of everything he had done.


Hermione, by this time, had had enough of waiting, and straddled his hips, beginning to unbutton his waistcoat.


He slid his hands from her hips, up her sides to rest on her breasts. He began kneading them gently, making her groan into his mouth.

He parted their lips and said, \"Would you like to take this to the bedroom?\"


\"Yes,\" she replied, breathing heavily.

He helped her off of his lap and they stood. Then he swept Hermione into his arms and made a beeline for his bedroom.


She squealed and then started laughing, throwing her arms around his neck.


He set her down inside the thresh hold of his room and shut the door with his foot, never looking away from her.


She started to blush under his intense gaze. He moved forward and slipped her cardigan off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. The light material making no noise.


Hermione started to gain confidence from the hungry way he was eying her breasts. She continued working on the buttons of his waistcoat, wanting to see him.


\"Want me to help you with that?\" He asked.


She took a step back. He smiled and used his wand to take off his waistcoat, and dress shirt. The only thing between her and his chest was his pristine undershirt.


She gazed at him in a predatory way and stepped back into his personal space to begin pulling it up out of his slacks. He chuckled, she was certainly in a hurry. He planned on making her wait as long as they could both stand it.


\"You could help me you know,\" she said, feigning irritation.


He laughed and pulled the undershirt up over his head. It joined the rest of their clothing on the floor.

She studied his pale chest, with its light dusting of dark hair, and down to his tight stomach muscles. She smiled wantonly at him and sashayed over to him, running her hands from the waist of his slacks up to his shoulders and then kissing him passionately.


It was getting harder and harder for Severus to resist just tossing her on his bed and ravishing her; but he controlled himself as thier tongues dueled fiercely.


She slid her hands down his chest again and found his belt. Her nimble fingers working to unfasten it.


Suddenly she broke the kiss and said, \"This is too slow. I want to see you.\"


He laughed, and then deciding she was right, he divested both of them of thier clothing with a few flicks of his wand.


She smiled happily and stepped back to look at him. He in turn was looking at her. He\'d seen her nearly naked before; but this was different. Instead of being in pain; she was aroused.


He liked the sight of her nipples, hardened from rubbing against his chest, her breasts rising and falling, her slightly rounded belly and the neat thatch of hair between her thighs.


Hermione gazed approvingly at him, surprisingly he was a little unsettled at the hunger in her eyes. He didn\'t know if he\'d be able to hold her back.


She smiled and stepped back into his arms. They relished the feeling of finally being skin to skin. Sighing, she began to explore his body with her hands.


He slid his arms around her back and marveled at the softness of her skin. She could put silk to shame.


He kissed her neck like he had been doing in the hallway in front of the kitchens. She giggled until he worked his way down to her breasts and flicked her right nipple with his tongue. Her giggles turned to a throaty moan and she threaded her fingers in his hair, gently drawing his head closer to her breast.


He sucked her nipple into his mouth and nipped it, enjoying her moans and sighs. When he was satisfied that it had received enough attention, he moved to her left nipple.


Hermione was amazed. She had never realized just how sensitive her breasts were. The sensations were shooting straight down to pool between her legs. She pulled him back up, her nipple leaving his mouth with a loud pop, and reclaimed his mouth.


Severus was thoroughly enjoying himself. She had the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen. He was slightly disappointed when she pulled him away from them to kiss him.


He froze when her hand encircled his semi-erect penis. He had wanted her touch there for a long time. He hoped that he didn\'t embarrass himself.


She explored the plains of his member with her fingers, while her lips explored the contours of his neck. She liked the scent of his skin. He smelled something like the woods on a warm afternoon.


Severus didn\'t know how long he could hold out with her hand caressing his sensitive member. He gently pulled her hand away.


She looked up in confusion. Was she doing something wrong?


\"Sorry love; but if you keep that up we\'ll have a disappionting night.\" He smirked at her, calming her fears.


He was tired of standing, and led her over to the bed, lifted her and gently sat her on the edge, nudging her backwards.


Hermione obeyed his silent request and lay back, watching him. She was suprised at how comfortable she was with him. With Victor she had been very nervous; but then they hadn\'t spent as much time together as she had spent with Severus.


Severus delighted at the expanse of creamy flesh before him. He kneeled in front of her and slid his hands up her calves to her knees. He gently pushed them apart, taking it slow.


He tickled the skin on her thighs, running his fingers lightly over them and then right to the apex, running his fingers through her curls. He could smell her arousal, musky and incredibly sexy.


He longed to bury his face into her at once; but wanted to take it slow in case she wasn\'t all right with it.


With both hands, he gently parted her sensitive flesh, making her gasp and wiggle. He placed one arm over her stomach to hold her sitll. He used the other had to explore, using her gasps and sighs as a guide.


After teasing her unmercifully for a time, he slid a finger inside of her. She let out a long groan, and he marveled at how her muscles gripped his finger.


He leaned forwards and flicked her swollen lips with his tongue.


\"Ohhhh..\" she breathed. \"More.\"


He grinned wickedly. \"You don\'t know what you\'re getting yourself into, love.\"


He lowered his mouth back to her slit and began to feast on her soft flesh, driving her mad with his tongue and teeth.


Hermione had never been so overloaded with sensation. His breath, his lips, his tongue. She was quickly approaching orgasm.


\"Stop.\"


He looked up. \"What is it?\"


\"I want to come with you inside of me,\" she panted.

He was hard as a rock, and her words only served to make him harder. He watched her scoot back on the bed and beckon to him.


He crawled up on the bed alongside her and grabbed her, rolling her on top of him.


\"No, I want you on top.\" She protested. \"I want to feel you all around me.\"


He obliged, and rolled them so he was resting over top of her.


Closing the distance, her ran his tongue over her lips. She parted them and he claimed them in a slow sensual kiss as he parted her legs with his knees and settled himself between them.


She tensed. Suddenly she was thrown violently into the memory of her rape. She started to struggle underneath Severus and he broke the kiss.


\"Hermione! Love, it\'s okay, it\'s me.\"


She was still pushing against him so he moved his lower half off of her and hugged her shoulders tightly, holding her arms so she couldn\'t hurt either of them.


\"Hermione, Hermione it\'s me!\"


She wasn\'t listening.


\"Miss Granger!!!\" He barked in an angry tone, praying it would snap her out of it.


Her eyes locked on his. \"Oh Severus, I\'m sorry!\" She blinked back tears, resolving not to cry.


\"It\'s allright, maybe we should stop now.\" He said gently.


\"No, It\'s okay.\"


\"But Hermione....\"


\"No Severus, the only way I\'m going to get over this is to do it. Just..can you talk to me? So I know it\'s you. Keep me focused?\"


\"Of course I will love; but if you can\'t handle this yet, you can\'t handle it. It won\'t kill us to stop.\"


\"Okay, let\'s try this one more time. I really am sorry.\"


\"Not your fault.\" He assured her, kissing her cheeks and nose and lips gently.


He looked directly in her eyes as he moved back over top of her.


\"Do you remember the first time we kissed?\" He asked her as he parted her legs.


\"How could I forget?\" She replied keeping eye contact with him as he settled his weight into her agian.


She tensed a little and he would have drawn back had she not relaxed in the next second.


\"Is this okay?\" He looked for the answer in her eyes rather than from what she said.


Her eyes were beginning to fill with lust again, and he was relieved. He wanted her to be comfortable with him. She would never fear him if he could help it.


\"I think I\'m okay now.\" She breathed.


He moved his hips against hers, making his penis rub against her clit. She moaned and clutched at his biceps.


He concentrated on pleasing her for a few moments, trying to make her forget anything bad had ever happened.


\"Just stay with me. Be in the moment.\" He whispered into her hair.


When she was writhing beneath him he stopped and her eyes, which had closed while he stimulated her, slid open to reguard him.


When he saw them, he knew it was all right to go on.

He began licking her lips again, teasing them open with his tongue. While he distracted her with his kisses, he rubbed the head of his penis around her opening, spreading her fluids. Then he settled himself at the center of all the wetness, and nudged forward slightly so that she knew what was going on.


Hermione could taste herself in his kiss and wondered if it was wrong that it exited her more. Then she felt him at her entrance and no longer cared.


He pulled back from the kiss and looked her in the eyes. \"Are you sure you want this?\"


He culd see the answer in her lust filled eyes before she even opened her mouth. \"Yes. Please... Severuusssss!\" She moaned as he pushed his way in.


She was extremely tight, and he made sure to go slowly. He had no wish to hurt her, and he didn\'t want her to be scared. He didn\'t want the memory of thier first time together to be marred for either of them.


Hermione lifted her legs around his waist, arching her back so that her breasts were level with his mouth. He captured a nipple in his mouth and slid in a little deeper.


Hermione was breathing raggedly, writhing and trying to force him to go faster. She needed all of him. Now that she had gotten past her initial fear, she was unafriad and eager.


He kept up his slow pace and it seemed to take hours for him to be completely sheathed inside her. When he was, he stopped altogether, letting her body adjust to him.

She was completely strung out, lying underneath him shuddering and waiting for him to start moving.


Severus was gritting his teeth against the feelings soaring through him. When he calmed from the initial feeling, he began to slowly slide in and out of her, not moving much at all.


\"More,\" she moaned, and he picked up the pace. Slowly gaining speed. She began to get into the rhythm, her hips rocking into his. She gasped as his stomach muscles grazed her clitoris, her hips arching up.


He slowed, and lifted her legs, placing them over his elbows and pushing them forward into her chest.


When he began thrusting in earnest again, her eyes opened wide as he hit her most sensitive spot over and over again.


\"Oh my god!\" She hissed, her hands all over at him.


He knew he wasn\'t going to last much longer, especially not in this position, so he took to grinding heavily into her clit with each thrust.


After perhaps a minute or so of this Hermione felt herself nearing orgasm again, shaking, she held on to his shoulders and met him thrust for thrust.


Severus knew she was close and encouraged her, \"That\'s it, come for me.\"


His words sent her over the edge and she screamed as the world fell away from her.


Her muscles milked him and he felt his balls tighten the instant before he exploded inside her. He called out her name hoarsely, thrusting into her hard three more times before he was spent.


Hermione was the first to come down, and still breathing like she\'d run a marathon smiled at his dark head resting on her chest.


When Severus regained his composure, she was running her fingers through his hair. He pulled back and let her legs slide from his arms, and then rolled them to the side.


\"Are you okay?\" He asked hesitantly, running a gentle hand down her side, making her shudder.


\"I\'m better than okay. That was...amazing. I\'ve never felt that way before.\"


\"Neither have I.\" He admitted, pushing a lock of hair back from her sweaty face.


\"I\'m exhausted.\" She sighed, and the sigh turned into a yawn. She lay her forehead against his chest.


He chuckled.


Hermione liked the rumbling in his chest when he laughed. It was a very comforting sound. She slipped into the most peaceful slumber she\'d experienced in weeks.


Severus watched her sleep for a while, combing her curly hair with his fingers. When he finally fell asleep he had a satisfied smile on his face.


AN: I hope you guys liked this. I worked my butt off writing and rewriting. Let me know! *And if anyone was wondering, yes, I was listening to Beethoven when I was writing this, though I was listening to \"Appassionata\" and \"Fur Elise\" not \"Romance for Violins\", though that one is one if my favorites. LOL*