Time lost. ...EPILOGUE UP!

Severus Snape was currently enjoying a life long fantasy of his, Lily Evans was letting him do whatever he wanted to her body and she seemed to be enjoying it.

Shortly after leaving Hermione to go back to her room assumingly for the night, Severus went back down to the Ball. Voldemort had said something important was to happen tonight.

Severus walked inside and suddenly Lily threw herself into his arms. Everything had happened so fast. Soon he was kissing her back, touching her fiery hair and he realized he felt nothing. None of the attraction from before was there.

Severus was kissing a beautiful, hot woman and it felt like nothing special. Why couldn’t he feel this way about Hermione? If he even looked her way, he got hard instantly. He lets his fingertips wander up Lily’s skirt, wondering if he just needed more incentive.

Severus had to make an effort to stay interested. He had just exploded and died inside a hot willing witch that made him insane with lust just y crinkling her brow. Lily was a nice girl, but she was not his feisty, clever Mudblood lover.


Severus wondered absently if Hermione had gone straight to her room or was in her bath even now. As those thoughts rolled through his mind, he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Crabbe walking by with a girl tucked under his arm. . Her face was hidden from him but knowing Crabbe, she was a dog.

Lily stared at Severus her eyes half closed as she swayed on his lap. Lily normally talked a lot more and she was surprisingly quiet and mindless right now. Drunk, Sev supposed. He sniffed her breath and he felt something twist in his stomach.

Severus could smell Verbena, Erzuli oil, Sage, and other ingredients… All hauntingly familiar. A potion that he made once had those ingredients and he gave it to Lucius. Severus dumped Lily from his lap onto the ground. A genuine look of panic on his face now. Where were the other Death Eaters?

“Hermione, you better be in your room right now.” Severus growled under his breath as he ran out the Ballroom leaving startled couples scattered behind him.

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Hermione could feel the rush of cold air as it poured overhead as they walked further down into the dungeon. Crabbe was holding her upper arm as he escorted her further down and with every step, Hermione could feel herself growing colder and colder inside.

The words ‘Constant Vigilance’ moved through her head as she saw the Professor’s Potion Lab Door open. Hermione shifted her weight and fell against Crabbe as she took a step. Crabbe tried to steady her and she leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his chest. Her eyes warmed up and she looked at him suggestively. Crabbe ran his fingertips over her costume, lingering over her breasts. Hermione managed to speak softly. “Please, let’s go…. In there.” Hermione tried to reflect need and arousal, but it was hard since she felt so numb inside.

Crabbe smiled appreciatively at her and nodded, assuming she was under the influence of drug. “I guess it couldn’t hurt to get a head start, just me and all.”

Crabbe guided her inside the empty Potions room and shoved her up against the desk. Hermione shook her head and pointed to the wall of bottles longingly. “A contraceptive potion, please?” Crabbe looked frustrated but nodded to Hermione to go ahead.

“Take whatever you want!” Crabbe grabbed his arousal and groaned. “Your lucky, I am being so nice to you.”

Upon Crabbe’s command, Hermione grabbed the Potion’s box and grabbed two Bezoars’ and swallowed one, pocketing the other. Hermione choked, grabbing her throat as she felt it working inside of her, eliminating the poison from her system, along with the compliance that was being forced into her from the drug. Crabbe looked at her suspiciously. Hermione fell to her knees in front of Crabbe, her mouth foaming slightly.

“What did you do, you stupid Mudblood! What did you take?” Crabbe shook her and Hermione waited until her head was completely clear. She closed her eyes. “I feel sick.” Hermione coughed up some foam and Crabbe looked disgusted with her.

“Stay here. I will get something to settle your stomach. You’re a hell of a lot of trouble, I’ll tell you that.” Crabbe moved out of the room and shut the door behind her. Hermione stared at the door, realizing he had not locked it since he thought she was still under the drug’s influence.

Hermione stared down at the pocket that held the other Bezoar. She needed to give it to Lily. She could not let Severus take advantage of Lily. He must have planned all this. The thought made her sick to her stomach.

Gods, why did this all have to hurt so much. She wished earlier that she could hate him. Perhaps, she may have gotten her wish.

Dum dum.

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Rei.


I know its short, but my boss is trying to distract me. Sorry.