In The Dungeon Deep And Dark

Chapter 19


Georgia took a deep breath and pushed open the castle’s main door; her heels clacking loudly on the stone floor of the deserted corridor. Outside the Great Hall was a large notice with a seating plan and the date, time and name of the exam; Advanced Charms, NEWT. Smoothing down her tunic and brushing imaginary fluff off her jeans, she bravely stepped down the centre aisle to take her seat. As soon as she sat down, people began to whisper and mutter about her. She felt her face begin to flush furiously and so began to fiddle with her quills and ink bottle, trying to ignore them.

Two and a half hours of brain-numbing questions about charms, wand movements, spell components and other complicated topics later, Georgia picked up her quills and ink in her little tin case and exited the hall unsure of how well she had done. She stood out from the crowd in her jeans, floaty pink tunic and strappy sandals while the others sweltered in their uniforms. Some Slytherins sneered at her when she passed but she ignored them. She still had the practical exam that afternoon and unlike the others, she had no common room to go and relax in. Just as she was wondering where she could go to wait it out, she came across Hermione Granger. Or rather, Hermione made a beeline for Georgia, leaving Ron and Harry far behind.

“Georgia wait!” Hermione called.

“What is it Granger?” Georgia sighed. Hermione’s face fell and she seemed unsure of what to say.

“I know it was you who told on us Hermione. Now if you have anything you wanted to say, say it. Otherwise I want to go find Hannah and Susan.” Georgia said.

“Georgia, I’m really sorry about that. I do have a few things to say to you, but I think they would be best said in private.” Hermione recovered.

“Quickly then.” Georgia relented.

Hermione guided them to Firenze’s classroom nearby, which was empty. The two young women made themselves comfortable on the enchanted grass floor.

“Go on then, I still have to look for the girls yet.” Georgia said impatiently.

“”I’m sorry Georgia, but I don’t think those two will give you a very warm welcome.” Hermione said with sympathy.

“What?” Georgia said, puzzled.

“Well, they were the ones who gave Skeeter interviews. They’ve been taken in by all this gossip about you and Snape.They think you were bullied into becoming some kind of pet. No-one knows you well enough to say otherwise; you’ve always been so quiet.” Hermione explained.

Tears pricked at Georgia’s eyes. She’d thought they would have stood by her at least; Hufflepuff loyalty and all.

“So why don’t you believe all the rumours? Or are you just after the juicy details direct from source?” Georgia asked bitterly.

“Not at all. I know exactly what Skeeter is capable of. I was a victim of her muckraking style myself you know.” Hermione replied. Georgia vaguely remembered there being some gossip about Hermione during the Triwizard Tournament.

“How are things with Professor Lupin?” Georgia asked knowingly. Hermione coloured.

“He says he wants to take things slow” she admitted.

“You know Severus could have gotten you both into a lot of trouble if he’d wanted to. After all, it was the two of you who got him fired.” Georgia said.

“I know, and I’m sorry. I didn’t understand. I really thought he was taking advantage of you. But Remus told me that isn’t the case at all.” Hermione said with a curious tone in her voice.

“Not at all. He’s always treated me very well. He’s much different inn private to how he is in class.” Georgia said.

“How did you two get together then in the first place? I mean, he’s hardly among the most likely people to have a crush on, and you two seem so different.” Hermione asked.

“Well, when the Death Eaters attacked, they were going to hurt Severus in all kinds of unspeakable ways, but when I came in by accident they made me have sex with him instead.” Georgia confessed in a whisper.

“Merlin’s pants!” Hermione gasped.

“No-one knows that; it was all hushed up.” Georgia warned.

“Of course. I won’t tell a soul, I swear.” Hermione said.

“That act then not only created a life debt, but also a personal bond; you see we were both victims of their cruelty. It also made me see him as a man for the first time, rather than just a professor and, well, I kind of liked it.” Georgia said blushing.

Hermione blushed also, remembering seeing the two in the throes of passion and how much she had enjoyed watching. Remus still hadn’t touched her, other than chaste kisses and warm embraces. She still longed to know what it felt like to feel a man’s touch on her body. She had increased respect for the more experienced girl now, knowing that she and Snape had been through so much. She hoped that the girl would accept her olive branch.

“Look Georgia, I owe you my help after all that has happened, so I’m going to get Skeeter off your back.” Hermione said. “I have some information I can use against her, so I’ll see what I can do about getting her to print a retraction; maybe even a corrective interview?” she offered.

“I’ll have to think about it Hermione. Talk it over with Severus. It’s his reputation too, and I think he should have a say in this.” Georgia replied doubtfully.

“Oh. Of course. But please do think about it. I really want to help fix things and I’m only an owl away if you need me.” Hermione assured her, taking her cue to leave and find the boys.


The afternoon Practical Exam was difficult, but Georgia felt more confident than she had in the written one. Severus had made sure she practiced magic as often as she could and so her spell casting was smooth and fluid. But she was still upset. The only person other than Hermione who had acknowledged her positively was Draco, who had greeted her pleasantly with a smile, but Pansy had given him such stick for it that Georgia doubted he’d do it again.


Tired, she Apparated home from the castle boundaries, straight to the flat and threw herself face down on the bed, shoving a pillow over her head. Severus found her still in that position half an hour later.

“How went the exam?” he asked, sitting on the bed and removing the pillow.

“I don’t know.” She replied glumly.

“You don’t know?” he repeated, incredulously.

“No, I think I did awful on the written but ok in the practical. Other than that I’m not sure.” She sighed exasperatedly.

“But it was only Charms, surely you can’t have done too badly.” He said superciliously.

“Well excuse me for not being a genius like you!” she huffed grumpily, sitting up to glare at him.

Severus was a little perturbed. She had never been one for snappishness. He pulled her toward him, wrapping his arms firmly around her.

“What is the matter Love?” he asked softly. She sighed a shuddering sigh.

“Everyone at school was talking about us, and the people I thought were friends were the ones who began it all.” She said miserably.

He pressed a firm kiss to her head and remained there, his lips resting on her soft hair. He rubbed her back consolingly for a moment.

“I’m sorry to hear that Georgia, but you ought to be used to the gossip by now.” He said reasonably.

“Hermione Granger says she can get Skeeter to undo the damage, as she owes her one or something.” Georgia told him.

“And what did you say?” he asked, a warning tone creeping into his voice.

“I said I would have to discuss it with you.” She replied.

“Good. I don’t want that meddlesome chit interfering in my affairs again. Not after the damage she already caused.” Severus grumbled.

“Not even if she gets your name cleared?” Georgia asked.

“I would rather endure the slights with dignity than bow to a Gryffindor.” He growled. “We can get through this together, without her.” he said more softly.

She looked into his stygian eyes and smiled. He knew she agreed, and would rather suffer in silence than speak up and hurt him. He felt slightly guilty about that, but it was eclipsed by his pride and contentment that she loved him so completely. He rewarded her loyalty with a soft, gentle kiss, teasing her gently with his tongue while his hands fluttered under her flimsy tunic.

He soon found the zip at the side of the garment and had it released in no time, breaking the kiss to remove it. He smiled faintly as she flushed with pleasure, and dipped his head to kiss her pale chest and stomach, trailing his lips down to the waistband of her jeans. His nimble fingers soon relieved her of that article as well and soon she was lay in just her simple white cotton underwear. He laid hid head on her stomach for a while, his arms around her waist, just holding her close.

“I love you Georgia.” He whispered, kissing her navel gently.

“Oh Severus, I love you too.” She sighed contentedly. “Come and lie with me.” She pleaded.

He stripped himself of his usual attire and laid next to her on the bed in his boxers, pulling her head onto his chest and wrapping one arm around her; twirling a lock of her hair in the other hand distractedly. She threw one leg over his and nestled closely against him. He smirked wickedly as his hand slipped below the waistband of her knickers and squeezed her bum gently. She groaned in pleasure at the contact, pressing slightly harder against him.

“I want you Georgia.” He murmured in that husky voice that never ceased to turn her into a puddle.

“Please Severus...” she whimpered, pressing her chest against his and parting her lips in invitation.

He needed no further encouragement as he rolled on top of her, resting between her thighs and kissing her deeply while he swiftly divested her of her bra. Once she was free of the restrictive garment, he pressed his hands firmly over her naked breasts, glorying in the feel of them filling his hands so perfectly. Through their thin underwear, Georgia could feel Severus becoming aroused by her, for her. Her own pants were becoming far too wet to be of use and she wriggled against him insistently.

The movement of her hips against his further fuelled his need and he broke their kiss once more to remove their final articles. He braced himself on his arms, hovering above her and gazing into her eyes. She shivered slightly at his intensity and the taunting closeness of his manhood against her flesh.

“Please Severus.” She repeated, and he reached down to part her flesh, entering her slowly and carefully. The physical sensations were heightened by their emotional connection as he rested his forehead against hers, panting slightly as he fought for control. He stayed still, buried inside her for a moment before withdrawing slowly, filling her again at the same slow pace; his arms wrapped around her tightly and a look of rapture on his face.

“I need you Georgia. There is only you; no one else matters.” He whispered hoarsely, driving her to unimaginable ecstasy with his punishingly slow pace. He thrust against her slowly but deeply and it wasn’t long before an intense orgasm crashed over her, crying out loudly as she clung to her talented lover for dear life. Her walls contracting around him and her beatific face as she climaxed were something he never tired of, more erotic to him than anything he could imagine. A few more slow thrusts later and he filled her to the hilt once more, with his flesh and his seed.

As they both came down from their highs, Severus drew the light blanket around them both.

“Severus, that was wonderful. I really do love you.” Georgia panted, her eyes glistening with tears from her passionate experience.

“I will fix this Georgia, I promise you.” He whispered, clutching her close and kissing her brow.