AFTERWARDS

It was Christmas Eve and Ginny sat on Hermione’s squashy couch, her mouth open, her hand resting on her bump. She was holding a cup of tea, which was quickly going cold and threatened to spill over. Grabbing the cup, Hermione giggled at her friend. She had never known her so lost for words.



‘Remember your promise, Ginny. Harry mustn’t know, OK? ‘ Hermione frowned a little, wondering if she would ever be able to persuade Severus to speak to Harry again. It wasn’t looking good, he refused to mention his name and when she had tried to broach the subject with him the previous day, he had clenched his jaw and snapped ‘Enough’, thus ending the conversation before it had even started.



‘You…and Severus?’ Ginny murmured, looking at Hermione. ‘I can’t believe it… how long?’



Hermione laughed out loud. ‘Are you asking me how long I have loved him, how long we have been together…or How Long Severus is?’ She giggled and Ginny looked at her before she exploded with laughter and Hermione knew everything would be fine.



Ginny wiped tears from her eyes. ‘Oh goddess, Hermione. There are some things I do not want to know about my Potions Master, if it’s OK with you…’ She giggled. ‘I bet he’s good though… he’s good at everything, can’t see him being rubbish in bed!’ She nudged Hermione and they both collapsed into hysterics again.



Hermione sighed. ‘I’m not telling you. It’s enough for you to know I am exhausted!’ She grinned at Ginny who winked at her.



‘Good for you. It was about time.’ She pursed her lips in thought. ‘Hang on a minute….’



Hermione could almost hear Ginny’s brain working as she put two and two together.



‘Severus is the one you told Harry about, isn’t he? That’s why you turned Ron down!’ Ginny slapped her forehead with her hand. ‘God, Hermione. Imagine waiting that long for someone… I had a hard time waiting for Harry but at least I could talk to you about it… why didn’t you tell me?’



‘I couldn’t, Ginny. You are Ron’s sister. I knew you would be loyal to him and I didn’t want to lose you. But you know now.’ She smiled at her warmly. It was such a relief to be able to share her news.



Ginny cast a warming charm over her tea and lifted her cup again. ‘Have you decided what to do tomorrow? We would love to see you.’



‘I’m staying here. You don’t mind, do you? It’s the last chance we will have to spend time together before the start of the next term. I want to make the most of it.’ Hermione looked at Ginny, hoping she would understand.



Ginny grinned at Hermione. ‘I bet you do!’ She laughed. ‘Don’t know what I will say to Harry, though.’



‘Tell him that I am preparing for a new arrival…It’s not a lie.’ Hermione leant over and gently stroked her hand over Ginny’s growing stomach and they smiled at each other.



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Later that day, Hermione was standing over a bubbling cauldron in Severus’s laboratory, surrounded by books and various bottles and dried ingredients. There wasn’t much call for potions for use in childbirth at Hogwarts so Hermione had to make everything from scratch. She had finished the muscle relaxant and was starting on the pain relief potion, which needed to be stronger than the usual potions she had in store. Although she had caught her hair up into a loose ponytail at the nape of her neck, the steam from the potion was causing some of her curls to escape and fall around her face. Her brow was furrowed as she read through the next part of the instructions and Severus glanced across at her, smirking to himself. He was reminded of her as a pupil, when he had no notion of her feelings for him and no idea that just 4 years later, she would be sharing his bed on a more than regular basis.



‘How much longer will you be?’ He murmured to her. His own tasks were complete and he had a mind to explore the contents of her underwear.



Hermione looked down at her book.’ I think it will be about ten minutes… I just have to keep stirring until it goes translucent.’ She replied without looking at him, she was concentrating hard.



‘You have to keep stirring? For a whole ten minutes?’ He smirked and she didn’t notice him walk around to where she was standing.



‘That’s right, otherwise it will congeal and be of no use.’ Hermione was still unaware he was standing behind her.



Severus put his hands on her hips and she gasped as she felt his hardness against her buttocks. ‘Just keep stirring…’ He whispered in her ear as he lifted up her skirt.



‘Severus!’ Hermione protested but stopped as she felt his firm hands deftly pulling down her knickers. Her breath caught in her throat as he began to kiss the back of her neck. ‘Did you ward the door…?’ She gasped, aware that this was risky. It hadn’t been unknown for Minerva to visit them while they were working on the potions stock and the last thing Hermione wanted was to be caught on the end of Severus’s cock.



‘Of course… now shush, and keep stirring.’ He smiled into her neck and moved his hand to her crotch. His fingers gently parted her moist labia and to his glee, found she was already dripping wet. He inserted a finger as far as their position would allow and heard her gasp.



Hermione closed her eyes as he began to stroke her clit, trying to keep her mind on the potion at the same time. His fingers were moving quickly and she felt his other hand slip beneath her top and find a pert nipple. Hermione was lost, her head began to swim.



‘I’m close, Severus….’ Hermione was gasping, her free hand holding tightly onto the workbench, knuckles white as she tried to stay upright.



Severus unfastened the front of his trousers and dropping his hand from her breast, he pulled out his throbbing dick. He stroked his length firmly while his other hand probed Hermione’s tight pussy. He shifted her around so she could continue stirring but had more space. ‘Lean over…’ He purred in her ear. Hermione was so close to coming she thought she might faint but she bent herself forward, propping herself on a pile of books, her naked arse facing Severus temptingly.



Taking his throbbing cock in his hand, he probed her wetness from behind, moving his hand from her clit to hold her still. ‘Are you still Stirring, Hermione?’ He teased her, gently pushing the tip of his dick inside, then withdrawing it again.



‘Yes. I am still stirring… now will you please fuck me?’ She growled at him through gritted teeth, pushed her bottom backwards towards his cock. Severus did as he was told and thrust himself slowly into her, enjoying the sight of his throbbing length disappeared inside her tight wet pussy.



‘Oh my god…’ Hermione moaned and her head fell forward. He felt huge inside her and he was hitting her g spot over and over as he began to ram himself harder. Hermione moved her free hand to her pussy and found her clit. As she began to thrum herself, Severus noticed what she was doing. The sight of her, bending over his workbench and bringing herself to orgasm while he fucked her was too much for him. Hermione started to shake and moan and her orgasm washed over her, her hips moving backwards to meet his firm thrusts.



‘I’m coming Hermione…Oh holy fuck!’ With two firm thrusts, his cock stiffened and he came hard inside her. He collapsed over her, the intensity of his orgasm overwhelmed him. This witch had him experiencing things he never thought possible. He panted as he stood and withdrew himself slowly. Hermione stayed where she was, unable to move, her legs numb. As she started to come to, she heard Severus start to laugh, a loud, deep sound that reverberated around the dungeon.



‘What’s so damn funny?’ She muttered as she lifted her head. Her arse was feeling cold and she reached up to pull her skirt down.



‘Nothing…’ He gasped.’ I just realised…. You really are still stirring your potion!’



‘Of course… I told you, it will be no good if it congeals…’ Hermione looked at him incredulously and he walked into his quarters, still laughing at her.





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