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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
35
Views:
3,140
Reviews:
49
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 25 - Cleanliness
Yet another delay. As they say, life happens. I\'ve slowed down a bit on the writing, but im still trying to keep up. Story\'s slowly wrapping up. Maybe 8 to 10 chapters left, but no promises. They aren\'t written yet :-D And a HG/SS story in the works. So if you really like me all that much (Jen, don\'t flatter yourself, ehhem) there\'s more in the works.
Where have all the reviewers from the beginning gone? Did you all hate it and drop out, or will you give me a concensus of what you think of it so far? :-D
Cofaym - thanks for the support! i work at vons, personally, but every chain counted during the strike.
Carmen - Your undying support keeps me going :-p You\'ll find out what happened to Ron very soon.
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Chapter 25 – Cleanliness
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The last guests had finally left Snape Estates two hours ago, and Sephera had gone off to Diagon Alley with the Gryffindors, leaving Severus, Albus, Minerva, and Athena. The three guests were curled up in the study watching some muggle nonsense on the television that Sephera had brought home from San Francisco last year. Severus had drawn himself a bath in the oversized claw-foot bathtub in one of the extra bathrooms, stripped out of his robes, and was just about to let himself melt into the froth of bubbles. This had always been his favorite room in his house. The bathroom that was attached to his room only had a shower stall, which wasn’t exactly conducive to stress relief. Some days when the dunderheads became unbearable, he’d floo to his house and slip into this particular bathtub. He had discovered rather quickly that the formula to perfect relaxation consisted of three drops of ginger bath oil, two drops of peppermint, one drop of orange, and one capful of sandalwood bath foam. He lit three candles and set them on the edge of the tub, turned off the lights, poured himself a glass of South African merlot, pulled his hair back from his face in a ponytail, and slipped into the hot water.
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“Uncle Albus, Minerva, I believe I’m going to call it an evening. Would you like me to get you anything before I go up to bed?”
“No, my child, I believe we’ll be alright. Are you sure you wouldn’t like to finish watching Father Ted with us?”
“I’m more of a Vicar of Dibbley girl, myself. Goodnight.”
“Sleep well, dear.” Athena gave Minerva a hug, then slipped up the stairs to her room. She stripped out of her dress robes and put on her bathrobe, then strolled down the corridor to the guest bath. She took hold of the doorknob and twisted, but it was locked. Why would the guest bath be locked when the only guests left in the house were downstairs? She pulled her wand out of the pocket of her bathrobe.
“Alohomora.” The lock clicked open and she entered the bathroom. The faint sound of swirling water met her ears. She glanced to her right and found Severus, eyes closed, tracing designs in the bath bubbles with his fingers. He hadn’t even noticed her presence in the room. Some spy, she thought, then tutted. His eyes flew open.
“Athena! I’m sorry, I didn’t realize…”
“No! Severus! I should be the one to apologize! The door was locked and I charmed it open. I had no business…”
“No, this is the guest bathroom. I should be back in my own taking a shower while guests are here.”
“Don’t be daft. This is your house. You should be able to bathe wherever you’d like.”
“I’m a terrible host. I told you this was where you could bathe, but took it for myself.”
“Oh honestly Sev. If you’re going to be like that, I’m going to state the obvious and say there’s enough room in there for the both of us.”
He cocked an eyebrow and a devilish grin spread across his face. Picking his wand up from the edge of the tub, he summoned a second wine glass and his bottle of merlot. He poured Athena a glass, set it down at the other end of the tub, then relaxed back into the bubbles, looking at her expectantly. She cocked an eyebrow in return while untying the tie to her robe, then slid it down her body.
‘How aptly named,’ Severus thought. She was a veritable Greek goddess, her every curve illuminated in the candlelight, strawberry blonde hair cascading down her back in waves. She stepped carefully into the tub and slid to sit, flinging her hair back over the edge of the tub and placing her legs to the left of Severus’, then picking up her wine glass and taking a sip. She looked at him thoughtfully over the edge of her glass.
“You wouldn’t happen to have a spare hair tie, would you?”
“Of course. Accio hair tie.” A small ring of elastic glided across the bathroom and landed neatly in the palm of his hand. He handed it over to Athena, and she piled her hair in a messy knot on the top of her head.
“Would you like me to wash your back?”
“Sure.” She handed him the washcloth that was sitting near her while swiveling to present her back, but he promptly dropped it over the edge of the tub. He squeezed a small amount of soap into the palm of his hands, and gently began kneading her shoulders. She sighed as the tension melted from her body. His hands drifted lower. He wrapped them around her waist, palms on her stomach, and pulled her body to his. Sitting back to chest, Severus let his tongue drift to the nape of her neck, then trailed hot kisses to her earlobe. His hands skimmed up her body and teased each breast, pinching her nipples to pertness, never ceasing to nibble the tender flesh of her neck. Athena sighed in delight and wrapped her arms around his head, entwining her fingers in his hair.
Though she was delighted with his performance, she needed desperately to take control of the situation. She swiveled around, causing a great surge of water in the tub, and straddled his lap. Severus gave her a cross between a look of surprise and questioning, but relented when she firmly pressed her mouth to his. His sigh of content quickly became a deep moan of pleasure when he felt Athena impale herself on him.
The scene was almost primal between groans, squeals, giggles, and water sloshing about in the tub. A ten-year crush. A decade-long meeting of two intelligent minds searching for one another; seeking understanding in a world of disillusionment. Two cynical people finding love after years of self-denial. Severus grazed his teeth along Athena’s shoulder as he moaned deeply. Athena threw back her head and screamed his name into the night air. The two collapsed in a satisfied panting heap in the now-lukewarm water of the tub.
Reluctant to move, Severus picked up his wand, muttered a charm to re-warm the water, put a stasis charm on the temperature and bubbles, charmed both their heads to stay above the water, and finally cast a de-pruning charm on the both of them. They curled up together, Athena with her head on Severus’ shoulder, and quickly fell asleep.
Where have all the reviewers from the beginning gone? Did you all hate it and drop out, or will you give me a concensus of what you think of it so far? :-D
Cofaym - thanks for the support! i work at vons, personally, but every chain counted during the strike.
Carmen - Your undying support keeps me going :-p You\'ll find out what happened to Ron very soon.
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Chapter 25 – Cleanliness
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The last guests had finally left Snape Estates two hours ago, and Sephera had gone off to Diagon Alley with the Gryffindors, leaving Severus, Albus, Minerva, and Athena. The three guests were curled up in the study watching some muggle nonsense on the television that Sephera had brought home from San Francisco last year. Severus had drawn himself a bath in the oversized claw-foot bathtub in one of the extra bathrooms, stripped out of his robes, and was just about to let himself melt into the froth of bubbles. This had always been his favorite room in his house. The bathroom that was attached to his room only had a shower stall, which wasn’t exactly conducive to stress relief. Some days when the dunderheads became unbearable, he’d floo to his house and slip into this particular bathtub. He had discovered rather quickly that the formula to perfect relaxation consisted of three drops of ginger bath oil, two drops of peppermint, one drop of orange, and one capful of sandalwood bath foam. He lit three candles and set them on the edge of the tub, turned off the lights, poured himself a glass of South African merlot, pulled his hair back from his face in a ponytail, and slipped into the hot water.
-~-~-~-
“Uncle Albus, Minerva, I believe I’m going to call it an evening. Would you like me to get you anything before I go up to bed?”
“No, my child, I believe we’ll be alright. Are you sure you wouldn’t like to finish watching Father Ted with us?”
“I’m more of a Vicar of Dibbley girl, myself. Goodnight.”
“Sleep well, dear.” Athena gave Minerva a hug, then slipped up the stairs to her room. She stripped out of her dress robes and put on her bathrobe, then strolled down the corridor to the guest bath. She took hold of the doorknob and twisted, but it was locked. Why would the guest bath be locked when the only guests left in the house were downstairs? She pulled her wand out of the pocket of her bathrobe.
“Alohomora.” The lock clicked open and she entered the bathroom. The faint sound of swirling water met her ears. She glanced to her right and found Severus, eyes closed, tracing designs in the bath bubbles with his fingers. He hadn’t even noticed her presence in the room. Some spy, she thought, then tutted. His eyes flew open.
“Athena! I’m sorry, I didn’t realize…”
“No! Severus! I should be the one to apologize! The door was locked and I charmed it open. I had no business…”
“No, this is the guest bathroom. I should be back in my own taking a shower while guests are here.”
“Don’t be daft. This is your house. You should be able to bathe wherever you’d like.”
“I’m a terrible host. I told you this was where you could bathe, but took it for myself.”
“Oh honestly Sev. If you’re going to be like that, I’m going to state the obvious and say there’s enough room in there for the both of us.”
He cocked an eyebrow and a devilish grin spread across his face. Picking his wand up from the edge of the tub, he summoned a second wine glass and his bottle of merlot. He poured Athena a glass, set it down at the other end of the tub, then relaxed back into the bubbles, looking at her expectantly. She cocked an eyebrow in return while untying the tie to her robe, then slid it down her body.
‘How aptly named,’ Severus thought. She was a veritable Greek goddess, her every curve illuminated in the candlelight, strawberry blonde hair cascading down her back in waves. She stepped carefully into the tub and slid to sit, flinging her hair back over the edge of the tub and placing her legs to the left of Severus’, then picking up her wine glass and taking a sip. She looked at him thoughtfully over the edge of her glass.
“You wouldn’t happen to have a spare hair tie, would you?”
“Of course. Accio hair tie.” A small ring of elastic glided across the bathroom and landed neatly in the palm of his hand. He handed it over to Athena, and she piled her hair in a messy knot on the top of her head.
“Would you like me to wash your back?”
“Sure.” She handed him the washcloth that was sitting near her while swiveling to present her back, but he promptly dropped it over the edge of the tub. He squeezed a small amount of soap into the palm of his hands, and gently began kneading her shoulders. She sighed as the tension melted from her body. His hands drifted lower. He wrapped them around her waist, palms on her stomach, and pulled her body to his. Sitting back to chest, Severus let his tongue drift to the nape of her neck, then trailed hot kisses to her earlobe. His hands skimmed up her body and teased each breast, pinching her nipples to pertness, never ceasing to nibble the tender flesh of her neck. Athena sighed in delight and wrapped her arms around his head, entwining her fingers in his hair.
Though she was delighted with his performance, she needed desperately to take control of the situation. She swiveled around, causing a great surge of water in the tub, and straddled his lap. Severus gave her a cross between a look of surprise and questioning, but relented when she firmly pressed her mouth to his. His sigh of content quickly became a deep moan of pleasure when he felt Athena impale herself on him.
The scene was almost primal between groans, squeals, giggles, and water sloshing about in the tub. A ten-year crush. A decade-long meeting of two intelligent minds searching for one another; seeking understanding in a world of disillusionment. Two cynical people finding love after years of self-denial. Severus grazed his teeth along Athena’s shoulder as he moaned deeply. Athena threw back her head and screamed his name into the night air. The two collapsed in a satisfied panting heap in the now-lukewarm water of the tub.
Reluctant to move, Severus picked up his wand, muttered a charm to re-warm the water, put a stasis charm on the temperature and bubbles, charmed both their heads to stay above the water, and finally cast a de-pruning charm on the both of them. They curled up together, Athena with her head on Severus’ shoulder, and quickly fell asleep.