The legacy of the Diary
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
9,243
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39
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Currently Reading:
1
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Bubble bath
Legacy of the diary
By Luciusfan
Chapter 25 – Bubble bath
Lucius and Hermione lay spent on the cool starched cotton sheets on Lucius’ bed at Malfoy Manor. His eyes were closed but he was not asleep. Hermione, lying on her side stared at the profile of his face against the moonlight from the window. She realised it was dark outside and propped herself up on her elbow.
“Lucius..” She reached over and gently placed a hand on his chest and shook him lightly. “I have to go, I have to get back to Hogwarts.”
“So soon?” He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her, a smile in the corner of his mouth, then looked beyond her to the crystal oil bottle that she had placed on the bedside table when they had come into the bedroom. It was still unopened.
“I had thought…” He began, a glint in his eye.
“I am teacher on duty tonight, Lucius, I have to be back in time for dinner in the Great Hall. If not, I’ll be missed, and questions will be asked.”
“Then you’d better go.” He turned his head and stared up at the bed canopy above them, obviously annoyed.
“We shouldn’t have done this anyway.” Hermione continued, sitting up and beginning to pull on clothes that had been cast around the room “You shouldn’t have brought me here.”
“But you did enjoy your visit?” Lucius smirked, still flat on his back in defiance at her leaving.
“It was wrong, we should have waited until after the…’duel’” The word left a bad taste in her mouth and she paused midway through putting on her shoe.
“Bloody hell! You mean we’re still going through with that?” Lucius sat up, his face suddenly full of thunder.
“We have no option, it was a wizard’s agreement, the two of you can’t go back on it. Besides… I still want to know…” Her voice trailed off, realising what she was saying.
“You want to know what happened to Harry? Well I’ll tell you...” Lucius was now out of bed, his naked body glistening in the moonlight. Hermione felt her heart flutter as she turned to face him. She was not sure if it was his majestic nakedness or the thought of knowing the truth. And at the same time she was scared – what if she didn’t want to know the truth.
“You know what happened to Harry?” She asked quietly.
“Yes...”
There it was, he knew, and surely that meant that somehow he was involved.
“…at least I think I do. It’s not what you think...” He stopped and considered. “…perhaps it would be best for you to wait for the veritaserum.”
Hermione turned her back on him, trying to fight her feelings of arousal. How could she have let herself get involved with this monster?
“Remove the anti-aparation charm!” She demanded.
“On one condition.” Lucius was behind her now and wrapping his arms around her. “Promise me you won’t let Severus touch you until next week, when I’m there?”
Hermione turned to face him, tears in her eyes. “I can’t promise that, not now.”
“Not now?” Lucius pulled away. “What? Not now that you think I hurt Harry you mean?”
“Yes…” Hermione hung her head.
“You are the most fickle little witch I know!” He strode over to his cane which was propped up by the door, some house elf must have brought it in while they were making love. He pulled the 10 inch mahogany wand out from its housing and Hermione felt herself flinch, but a string of Latin later and Lucius replaced the wand.
“You can go anytime you like.”
He turned and walked over to the window, gazing at the moonlit lawn, his naked back to her. She stared at the lean tattooed back her insides feeling torn apart with sadness and uncertainty. Then, silently, she disapparated.
When Lucius turned around again she was gone. But the little bottle of oil still sat on the bedside table.
~~~xxx~~~
Leaves fluttered round Hermione’s feet as she walked from outside the Hogwarts grounds where she had apparated and up the hill towards the castle. From nearly a hundred yards away she could see a dark figure waiting in the doorway and as she got closer she could make out the stern features of Professor Severus Snape. She could also see them soften as she came within a few metres of him and he walked out into the night air to meet her.
He walked beside her into the castle not knowing what to say. Part of him was furious at her absence but he resisted the urge to say something snippy. In the end he settled on formally polite.
“Have you had a good afternoon?” He queried
“Er…yes, thanks.” Hermione muttered.
“Hogsmead busy?” He ventured next, longing to throw his arms around her and kiss her.
Hermione stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Snape, her face at first annoyed, now melting into a polite smile.
“Severus…er…I’m on duty tonight, so if you don’t mind I’m going to take a shower before I change back into my robes and go in to dinner.”
He bent down to kiss her but she pulled back.
“No, Severus!” She recoiled then feeling the need to qualify her statement, continued- “Not in the corridors, a student could see us…in fact… I think we should leave things until next Saturday. I think that would be best.” With that she turned and left a bewildered Severus standing in the draughty hallway wondering if he had lost her for good.
Hermione made her way down to her rooms. She had seemed to both Lucius and Severus to be in a hurry, but in fact she had plenty of time before she had to show her face in the Great Hall.
Lazily she walked into her bathroom and began to run a bath. She poured a generous slug of a honey and almond scented potion under the running water and instantly the bubbles sprang up and the water began to shimmer and sparkle. She peeled off her clothes, smiling to herself when she pulled off he skirt revealing her nakedness beneath. It was strangely arousing not to wear underwear. She closed her eyes and hugged herself, waiting for the bath to fill. She still smelt of ‘him’.
Her insides turned over, she wanted to be back there with him and for a second it did not matter about anything he may or may not have done, she just knew she had to be with him. But at the same time she had felt Severus longing to reach out to her tonight.
There and then she decided that she would not be with either Lucius or Severus until Saturday and then she would make her decision.
Hermione slipped down into the bubbles and closed her eyes blocking out all thoughts of wizards and decisions and simply letting the bubbles fizz around her, cleaning her, and relaxing her completely.
By Luciusfan
Chapter 25 – Bubble bath
Lucius and Hermione lay spent on the cool starched cotton sheets on Lucius’ bed at Malfoy Manor. His eyes were closed but he was not asleep. Hermione, lying on her side stared at the profile of his face against the moonlight from the window. She realised it was dark outside and propped herself up on her elbow.
“Lucius..” She reached over and gently placed a hand on his chest and shook him lightly. “I have to go, I have to get back to Hogwarts.”
“So soon?” He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her, a smile in the corner of his mouth, then looked beyond her to the crystal oil bottle that she had placed on the bedside table when they had come into the bedroom. It was still unopened.
“I had thought…” He began, a glint in his eye.
“I am teacher on duty tonight, Lucius, I have to be back in time for dinner in the Great Hall. If not, I’ll be missed, and questions will be asked.”
“Then you’d better go.” He turned his head and stared up at the bed canopy above them, obviously annoyed.
“We shouldn’t have done this anyway.” Hermione continued, sitting up and beginning to pull on clothes that had been cast around the room “You shouldn’t have brought me here.”
“But you did enjoy your visit?” Lucius smirked, still flat on his back in defiance at her leaving.
“It was wrong, we should have waited until after the…’duel’” The word left a bad taste in her mouth and she paused midway through putting on her shoe.
“Bloody hell! You mean we’re still going through with that?” Lucius sat up, his face suddenly full of thunder.
“We have no option, it was a wizard’s agreement, the two of you can’t go back on it. Besides… I still want to know…” Her voice trailed off, realising what she was saying.
“You want to know what happened to Harry? Well I’ll tell you...” Lucius was now out of bed, his naked body glistening in the moonlight. Hermione felt her heart flutter as she turned to face him. She was not sure if it was his majestic nakedness or the thought of knowing the truth. And at the same time she was scared – what if she didn’t want to know the truth.
“You know what happened to Harry?” She asked quietly.
“Yes...”
There it was, he knew, and surely that meant that somehow he was involved.
“…at least I think I do. It’s not what you think...” He stopped and considered. “…perhaps it would be best for you to wait for the veritaserum.”
Hermione turned her back on him, trying to fight her feelings of arousal. How could she have let herself get involved with this monster?
“Remove the anti-aparation charm!” She demanded.
“On one condition.” Lucius was behind her now and wrapping his arms around her. “Promise me you won’t let Severus touch you until next week, when I’m there?”
Hermione turned to face him, tears in her eyes. “I can’t promise that, not now.”
“Not now?” Lucius pulled away. “What? Not now that you think I hurt Harry you mean?”
“Yes…” Hermione hung her head.
“You are the most fickle little witch I know!” He strode over to his cane which was propped up by the door, some house elf must have brought it in while they were making love. He pulled the 10 inch mahogany wand out from its housing and Hermione felt herself flinch, but a string of Latin later and Lucius replaced the wand.
“You can go anytime you like.”
He turned and walked over to the window, gazing at the moonlit lawn, his naked back to her. She stared at the lean tattooed back her insides feeling torn apart with sadness and uncertainty. Then, silently, she disapparated.
When Lucius turned around again she was gone. But the little bottle of oil still sat on the bedside table.
~~~xxx~~~
Leaves fluttered round Hermione’s feet as she walked from outside the Hogwarts grounds where she had apparated and up the hill towards the castle. From nearly a hundred yards away she could see a dark figure waiting in the doorway and as she got closer she could make out the stern features of Professor Severus Snape. She could also see them soften as she came within a few metres of him and he walked out into the night air to meet her.
He walked beside her into the castle not knowing what to say. Part of him was furious at her absence but he resisted the urge to say something snippy. In the end he settled on formally polite.
“Have you had a good afternoon?” He queried
“Er…yes, thanks.” Hermione muttered.
“Hogsmead busy?” He ventured next, longing to throw his arms around her and kiss her.
Hermione stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Snape, her face at first annoyed, now melting into a polite smile.
“Severus…er…I’m on duty tonight, so if you don’t mind I’m going to take a shower before I change back into my robes and go in to dinner.”
He bent down to kiss her but she pulled back.
“No, Severus!” She recoiled then feeling the need to qualify her statement, continued- “Not in the corridors, a student could see us…in fact… I think we should leave things until next Saturday. I think that would be best.” With that she turned and left a bewildered Severus standing in the draughty hallway wondering if he had lost her for good.
Hermione made her way down to her rooms. She had seemed to both Lucius and Severus to be in a hurry, but in fact she had plenty of time before she had to show her face in the Great Hall.
Lazily she walked into her bathroom and began to run a bath. She poured a generous slug of a honey and almond scented potion under the running water and instantly the bubbles sprang up and the water began to shimmer and sparkle. She peeled off her clothes, smiling to herself when she pulled off he skirt revealing her nakedness beneath. It was strangely arousing not to wear underwear. She closed her eyes and hugged herself, waiting for the bath to fill. She still smelt of ‘him’.
Her insides turned over, she wanted to be back there with him and for a second it did not matter about anything he may or may not have done, she just knew she had to be with him. But at the same time she had felt Severus longing to reach out to her tonight.
There and then she decided that she would not be with either Lucius or Severus until Saturday and then she would make her decision.
Hermione slipped down into the bubbles and closed her eyes blocking out all thoughts of wizards and decisions and simply letting the bubbles fizz around her, cleaning her, and relaxing her completely.