A Gift

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Soft lips trail over her nipples, warm hands parting her thighs. She moans, the feel of those fingers delving into her sending her to places she has never been to before. She feels the fingers stroking her, the heat building higher and higher inside her. She gasps just on the brink of the edge when the sound of pounding wakes her.
\"Damn it!\" She moans. \"Just a dream!\" She pulls the blanket over her, trying to hide the way her night shirt has ridden up. \"Come!\"
Illiya opens the door a crack, her head barely in enough for her to see around the door. \"Severus has requested your immediate presence downstairs, Miss.\"
She groans, the images of what he was doing in her dream fresh in her mind. \"Do I have time to take a shower first?\"
\"I do not believe so, Miss.\" Illiya blinks at her uneasily. \"He seemed very upset.\"
She sighs softly. \"Very well. I will be there as soon as I\'m dressed.\"
Illiya closes the door and Hermione slides from the bed. She closes her eyes, her face turning slightly red as she feels how wet her panties are. \"This will not do.\" She strips completely naked, trying to be careful to not touch herself and arouse her body any more than she already is. She quickly finds clothes that cover her the most and still be comfortable, tossing them on as quickly as she can. She pulls her wild mane back, tying it at the nape of her neck instead of brushing it for a change.
She opens the door, steeling herself. \"Ok. Here we go.\"

He hears her coming down the steps behind him, the letter still crumpled in his hand as he stares into the fire. \"We have a slight problem, Miss Granger.\" He turns enough to hold the letter out to her.
She takes it, reading it quickly. \"Oh NO! But that\'s...\"
\"Tomorrow. Yes.\" He finally turns to her, stopping only a moment to take in the way her tossled look makes her even more appealling to him. \"Apparently Lucius is a very impatient man and now I only have one day to teach you what you need to know.\" He takes the letter from her, tossing it into the fire. \"You ride well enough to pass. We\'ll concentrate on the rest today. After the party, I\'m taking you straight to Hogwarts. You\'ll be much safer there.\"
She slowly sits down, feeling as if the end of the world has arrived. \"What do I need to do?\"
He rubs the bridge of his nose in frustration. \"First, we\'ll start with breakfast.\" He takes in her clothing again. \"And I think a change in clothes is in order. You must look as if you are used to wearing more confining clothes than this.\"
She blushes, realizing she had not even taken the time to wear a bra. \"I\'m sure Illiya will help me.\"
He eyes her, staring at her as if assessing a horse. \"No. I think yo will need Sabine\'s clothes and Illiya does not have access to those.\" He sees her confused look, his lips barely twitching up. \"She burned them once at Sarah\'s request.\" She laughs softly and he waves her to follow him. \"Come. We will see what we can find that is suitable in my rooms.\"
She follows him upstairs, quietly wondering if she can keep her mind off of the last image of his room she had seen. Once inside, she looks around as he rummages into a closet.
He pulls a stack of undergarments out, eyeing her closely again for a moment. \"These should fit.\" He hands them to her and goes back to the closet. He finally pulls out a very beautiful silk navy blue dress. \"This will do as well.\"
She takes it from his hand, eyeing the undergarments. \"And how am I supposed to put this all on?\"
His brow lifts smoothly, his arms crossing over his chest. \"Must I show you myself?\"
Her face colors again to his amusement. \"N-N-No! I\'ll figure it out myself!\"
\"Very good.\" He nods to her and turns towards the door. \"I\'ll meet you back downstairs when you are done.\"