The Price was Right

Severus sat in his chambers, a large glass of Firewhisky in his hand. He swirled the liquid and allowed the firelight to shine through the amber liquid and let himself drown in the colour. He sighed deeply and ran his tongue across his lips. He knew he didn’t have much longer to wait but every second was agonising and his crotch was throbbing. He lifted the book he had been reading to try to take his mind off things. He had no packing to do; he had been ready even before the auction. He allowed himself to think for a short moment then took a deep breath, moving his attention to his book.



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Hermione was sitting in the Three Broomsticks, nursing a Butterbeer. She was starting to get irritated and her foot was tapping under the table. Occasionally she would glance towards the door but whenever it opened and the person she was waiting for didn’t materialise, she became more and more irked.



Lavender took a deep breath and opened the door slowly. Hermione looked up and waved her over.



‘I’m sorry, I know I’m late…’ Lavender plonked herself down on the chair opposite.



‘Just hand it over, Lavender. I’m not interested in small talk with you.’ Hermione glared at her.

Lavender fished inside her pocket and handed over a money pouch. Hermione made a huge show of counting out the money.



‘Right. Here’s my side of the bargain.’ Hermione pulled a few hairs from her head and gave them to Lavender. ‘And for the record, I think you’re really pathetic.’



Lavender took the hairs eagerly. ‘I don’t really care what you think, Hermione. One day I won’t need the polyjuice potion to be with Ron, and then he will know the truth about you anyway.’



‘Just watch it, Lavender, or next time it might not be my own hairs I give to you… but you’ll never know, will you?’ Hermione narrowed her eyes and hissed venomously at her and was gratified to see Lavender shrink before her eyes. ‘And I might just decide to arrive back unexpectedly… try explaining to Ron why he has two wives, Lavender….’.



Hermione stood up and looked down at Lavender disgustedly before walking purposefully away.



Lavender watched her as she left and smirked. She was so looking forward to the weekend that nothing Hermione said was going to spoil her fun.



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Hermione threw a few things into her bag and searched in her underwear drawer for her favourite basque. It had been a while since it had seen the light of day and she shook it out, steaming it slightly with her wand. The creased black stain smoothed itself and she smiled a little. She fished out the matching black panties and put them carefully into the bag near the bottom before throwing in her long blue dress, her makeup and a couple of books. Her stomach was flipping over but she took a deep breath to calm herself. She had been looking forward to this weekend for so long and everything was meticulously planned, she knew that only a dire emergency could make things go wrong and she had Lavender well primed to contact her in that event.



‘Hermione!’ Ron called up the stairs. ‘Are you home?’



‘Up here..’ Hermione sighed a little. This was the bit she was dreading.



Ron walked into the bedroom and sat himself down on the bed. ‘You going out?’ He glanced at her handbag as she slipped a packet of tissues into it.



‘I have to go back to Hogwarts tonight, staff meeting. I should be home by 8 though. How was your day?’ Hermione looked at her husband and smiled a little.



He beamed at her. ‘Better now… I missed you.’ He stood and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her gently. Hermione hugged him back. She cared for him deeply and they were comfortable with each other. Ron bent to kiss her and she complied, allowing him to probe her mouth with his tongue. She felt him harden against her and pulled away gently.



‘I really have to go, sorry. We can start again later though…’ She smiled at him and he nodded, despite his disappointment. He knew Hermione wasn’t mad keen on sex most of the time, except one night last month when she had all but pounced on him as soon as he came home and had been insatiable most of the night. He shook his head, she had been totally different that night, he hadn’t understood it, but he enjoyed it all the same.



‘See you later, then?’ He smiled at her.



Hermione stopped by the door and looked at him. ‘Bye Ron.’ She murmured, a slight gnawing in her stomach.



She walked into their lounge and grabbed a handful of floo powder.



‘The quarters of Severus Snape.’ she spoke quietly. In a flash of green flame, she had gone.





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