Life Begins Anew

AN One ingredient gathered leaving the most difficult left. How will Sara get it willingly? . She doubts herself and Severus confronts the Headmaster about his manipulations. The Bond is fulfilled. This is a long chapter (6, 238 words sorry) but I did not want to break it up. I could not fit the Dark Arts master returning, so that will be the next chapter.

Also, I know the previous chapter involving Draco probably put some readers off. Draco is an important character as we rush toward the Final Conflict. I had to write it like that as the requirement was to be most unwilling. I hope that you will continue reading.

Chapter 36 Sacrifice Part 2

Severus looked at the parchment that he had taken when he left his sister’s classroom. Potter a Horcrux! He drank down the large glass of firewhiskey and poured himself another. He was planning on getting extremely drunk.

He knew that the Headmaster was manipulative beyond reason. And never revealing to anyone his plans. And he followed the direction of the Headmaster voluntarily for the most part, even with the vow! And what of his plans now? With his cursed hand healed surely it had changed?

His vow! For Lily! All for not as Harry Potter had to die to defeat Lord Voldemort! But what of the prophecy his sister revealed to him? Was there hope?

He conjured up a parchment and tapped his wand to it and read it. It did not have the Headmaster’s name at all. Snape, Bootstray, Slightly, Malfoy, Sara, Granger, Potter, and DEATH. He drank down another glass of firewhiskey and looked again. Still the same names.

He had three masters now. Which one was the most reasonable? That was easy. The one he had no Unbreakable Vows to or a Mark. He grabbed up a bottle of Old Ogden’s Finest and went to the Floo. “Professor Sara Snape’s chambers!” He intoned and stepped through.

Severus entered his sister’s floo brushing the ash from his robes and noticed a young man in the dress of a World War Two American aviator sitting in front of the fire sipping a large glass of Jack Daniels.

“Captain Samuel Snape of the 379th Bomb Group, a pleasure I’m sure” She replied with an American accent. Amazing she spoke in his voice Severus reflected. With the exception of the nose, she looked exactly like he did twenty years ago.

She saw his questioning look and shrugged. “Sometimes when I am under pressure or need to think I transform myself into one of my hundreds of personas of the last 500 years.”

“This death I had no control over and I did die a most horrible death as my bomber crashed in Germany after being shot down. I was burned alive as I could not get out. Shame really as it was my last mission. But it was heady times. Uniting together to defeat the Evil Empire and all that. You simply had to be there to understand it.”

Sara raised her glass and toasted “To my faithful crew! To the hope that the Veil sorted you accordingly!” She drank her drink down and placed the glass on the table.

She silently incanted the spell that changed her back to her normal self. “And what brings you back to my presence tonight brother? I had thought that you would avoid me after my revelation and the fact that I am going to use you very soon.”

“At least you are honest in you manipulations Sara!” He spat out.

“Do you trust me Severus?” His sister asked of him.

“It is hard for me to trust anyone but these …” He thrusts the parchments to his sister. “I know I am a pawn. I am going to go to the Headmaster and demand that my vow to him be released. The death of Harry Potter negates it!”

“And how do you know that Harry Potter will die?” Sara asked as she picked up the prophecy that she revealed earlier. “This says otherwise!”

Severus said nothing and poured them both a large portion of whiskey and indicated that she should drink with him.

She drank down her drink down with him and her brother immediately refilled their glasses.

Severus suddenly shouted out “It was all for Lily! My vow! How could it get so messed up?” He asked her.

“The Fates brother! They can be fickle!” Sara softly replied. “I suggest you go to the Headmaster tomorrow with the parchments that you have and see what he has to say.” She suggested.

She watched as her brother slammed down his glass of firewhiskey and shakily stood up. She knew that he had already consumed quite a bit before showing up in her quarters. She admitted that he could hold his drink well.

“An excellent idea Sara.” Her brother replied as he made his way over to the floo and disappeared in a flash of green.

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Sara reflected on her brother’s visit. Obviously he was distressed that Harry Potter had to die. Maybe what she required of him and his bonded will go easy.

***Bootstray! Slightly! Did you gather and destroy the Horcruxes I required of you? *** She asked across her bond

***We have Sara. All that is left is the snake and Mr. Potter. *** Bootstray replied across the bond.

***Meet me at the gates and bring the horcruxes. *** Sara sent along the bond.

She met them at gates and greeted them “Sorry that the Headmaster does not trust you to be on the grounds during the weekend.” Slightly handed her the bag containing the destroyed horcruxes and she placed them in her robes.

“It is nothing Sara.” Bootstray replied as both the wizards hugged her. They knew that her actions toward Draco Malfoy bothered her greatly.

“Soon wizards, very soon there will be a completion to this madness we set upon on. I feel it rushing closer and closer. And I am very unsure of myself at this time.” Sara told them.

Slightly smelled whiskey on her breath. “Sara, you have been drinking!” He exclaimed

She told them about her meeting with her brother. “I think I’ll follow my brother’s actions tonight.” She said as she conjured up some chairs and pulled out two bottles of firewhiskey and three glasses from her robes.

And she drank until she was pissed, not noticing the two wizards were only sipping their drink. And she told them everything about her life. Her anger to DEATH about not healing her when she was young. About the horrible acts she committed. Her childhood, her actions as a Master Assassin, The Quest and the frustration that her brother could not trust her, when she trusted him. The killing of the children that Voldemort forced upon her. Her confusion about wanting to live now versus dying. She told them of the remorse she felt about her actions toward Draco Malfoy.

She flung the empty bottle away from her as she looked to her wizards.

“I am most pathetic!” She slurred.

“No Sara, you are human.” Bootstray whispered to her as he gathered his witch in his arms. He was amazed at the large amount of drink she had consumed. He would have passed out a long time ago.

“Ssss nice Bootstray. You know I love you and very soon I will be leaving you….” Sara muttered out as she passed out from the drink.

Bootstray and Slightly looked to one another. What were they going to do as they could not enter the school?

Suddenly Hades appeared. “Go wizards!” Hades softly commanded. “I will take care of Sara. This is not the first time, though I am surprised that she has revealed so much to you. She must really care for you to let her barriers down. She has not ever confessed so much in her long life.”

“If you’re sure Hades.” Slightly stood up as Bootstray placed Sara back into her chair. Bootstray and Slightly walked away and apparated back to Prince Manor.

Hades transfigured himself to human form and picked up the witch and looked to her sadly as they faded from sight.

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Severus woke up in his bed and groaned. He sat up and held his head in his hands. Merlin! What was he thinking going to his sister’s quarters? He looked to the bed stand next to his bed. There was a note there along with a phial of potion.

Hades was kind enough to deliver this to you. Sara

He uncorked the phial and sniffed it. Hangover potion. He drank down the contents and his head immediately cleared.

He went to his bath chambers. As he took his shower he became angrier as he reflected on what Sara had revealed to him. He had a Headmaster to confront.

He dressed and made sure he had the parchments in his robes. He walked over to his floo and called out to the Headmaster. “Albus, I need to speak to you!”

“By all means Severus come on through!” Albus replied.

Severus angrily walked to Albus’ desk and thrust the parchment listing the horcruxes to the Headmaster and pointed to the line naming Harry Potter. “Explain Albus! As I feel this negates my vow to you. My vow was to protect Harry Potter for Lily!” He coldly stated his anger apparent.

“Severus! How did you…” Albus asked as Severus cut him off.

“My sister!!” He spat out. “How much have you been keeping from me? Am I still required to kill you, even though you are whole and healthy? Has whatever plans you made changed based on the fact that you are not to die by a curse?” Severus demanded.

Albus handed the parchment back to him. “My plans have not changed Severus. This means nothing to the greater scheme of things.”

“I wish for you to terminate the vow that I made to you Headmaster! I would have never agreed to it if I knew at the end that Potter has to die!” Severus coldly asked.

“I’m sorry Severus, I cannot do that.” Albus looked to him with a hard look in his eye.

“After all this time Headmaster, and everything I have done. All of the beatings that I have suffered and you still do not trust me?” He asked.

“I trust you Severus, but you must admit a vow is a handy thing to have.”

“Fine!” Severus answered back angrily. “Maybe you should consider this!” He shouted out as he thrust the parchment with the prophecy towards him and sat back to observe the Headmaster.

Albus read the parchment and suddenly stood up and walked over to his floo and called to his Defense professor.

He only saw her familiar Hades looking back at him. “Familiar, where is your Mistress? I know you can talk!” Albus demanded.

Hades clicked his beak angrily toward the Headmaster. He did not like the Headmaster’s tone of voice. “Headmaster, as this is a Saturday and there are no pressing duties she has decided to sleep in.”

“Familiar, wake her up and tell her that I require her in my office immediately!” The Headmaster disconnected the connection.

Severus looked to his Headmaster with a knowing smirk. He knew that Hades would not appreciate being addressed as such.

Hades transfigured himself into human form and walked into Sara’s bedchamber. She was not going to be easy to wake up. He remembered the two empty bottles of Firewhiskey.

“Mistress!” Hades roughly shook her. “The Headmaster requires your presence!”

“Get the hell away from me Alonso!” She sleepily replied. “You know this is a stand down day!”

Hades grabbed her up and dragged her into her bath chambers and turned the shower to cold water. She spluttered as she glared at her familiar. He said nothing as he uncorked one of two Hangover potions he had and forced it down her throat.

She felt the immediate effect of the potion. “Oh Hades!” She moaned. “I really made a fool of myself last night!”

“I think not Mistress! I think Bootstray and Slighly appreciate you more. However, the Headmaster requires your presence immediately! He is really angry!” As he sent the conversation along their bond.

She turned the faucet up to warm water and took a shower as Hades left her. She was angry that the Headmaster disrespected her familiar. He knew his name after all!

She whispered a drying spell and walked to her wardrobe to get dressed.

Hades looked to his Mistress and nodded in approval as he handed her the second vial of Hangover potion

She drank it down. “Dobby!” She stated out loud.

The house elf immediately appeared.

“Please Dobby! Can you bring me a light breakfast?” She asked the elf.

Dobby came back with a light breakfast of fruits, cheese, and bread.

“Many thanks Dobby.” She told the elf as he disappeared.

“Mistress! The Headmaster….” Hades stated.

“He can wait!” She spat out as she sat down to her meal and began to eat.

When Sara was finished with her meal she walked over to the floo and tossed in the powder calling out. “Headmaster, do you require my presence?”

Albus called her through. She stood up and brushed the ash off of her robes and waited to be addressed.

“Sara what is the meaning of these?” The Headmaster demanded of her.

“Headmaster, are you ready to take the Unbreakable Vow yet? Severus could witness it you know.” Sara sweetly asked.

“No, Sara I find that I cannot, even with this.” He told her holding out the parchment that had a copy of the prophecy on it. “I must ask that you not pass this along to anyone. Why did you tell Severus? After all, you have been withholding information from him for months.” Albus asked.

“Well you must understand that having been tortured and killed while giving someone their trust makes one give pause. Simple I will require his services very soon. I have always trusted my brother. Unfortunately it is not recpiated.” Sara stated. “Very soon Headmaster the Order of the Phoenix will have to be involved. That is when you will know my plan.”

Sara pulled a bag out and dumped the burnt remains of the horcruxes. “I did you a service Headmaster! There are only two left, and I shall take care of them very soon.” She turned away from his desk and walked towards the office entrance.

She paused at the door. “Headmaster, I am here to assist Harry Potter! It would be most unfortunate of you to get in my way.” She coldly stated.

She left her brother and the Headmaster to their own devices.

Both wizards watched the witch depart. Albus removed his glasses and looked to his spy. “What do you think Severus?” He asked.

“There is a prophecy that supports her, she commands DEATH, destroyed horcruxes that surely had the darkest protections on them, and cannot be killed. If I were you Headmaster I would throw out any plan that you have and align yourself to her.” He evenly replied.

“I cannot Severus. An Unbreakable Vow to one that I am not sure I can trust is asking too much!” The Headmaster exclaimed.

Severus glared at the Headmaster and angrily replied. “Welcome to my world Albus! Now you know how I truly feel, especially after the revelation about Harry Potter and the fact that you will not release me from my vow!”

He quickly walked out of the office, anger apparent. Merlin help any student that got in his way as he was definitely in the mood to take points from them.

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Sara entered her chambers and sat down in the chair in front of the fire and reflected on her conversation with the Headmaster. She was sure that he did not release her brother from his vow. She made her decision. She would approach her brother and his Bonded tomorrow.

Sunday arrived and Sara kept tapping her wand against her desk waiting for the moment when her brother and his bonded would be together. Finally! They were just inside the gates of Hogwarts arriving back from Hogsmeade. She had forgotten that her brother had town duty today. She apparated to the gates and suddenly appeared before them.

“Ah Professor Snape, and Miss. Granger! I require a word with you two, and it cannot be held in the castle.” She grabbed them both with no warning and apparated them to the tree in the Forbidden Forest. She silently released the wards and motioned for them to enter.

“How…” Hermione exclaimed.

Sara sat them down and told her of her plans to assist Harry Potter by weakening the Dark lord through his own Mark. She carefully explained her association to the Dark Lord and showed them her Mark.

The potion demanded that she tell everything and that Sara Snape did, excluding that she was the Master Assassin and her Quest. The potion requirements required complete honesty about why she required the blood and the purpose, for the potion required intent and would only work for that intent alone and nothing else.

She noticed the uncomfortable looks as she would be required to take the blood and that Severus had to be involved and explained why. She also told them of the spell that would have her soul contained within his body for the act so that they would not die because of her.

She handed her brother the book about their bond and Hermione the parchment containing the prophecy and the list of horcruxes. “I will be outside. Take as long as you wish to discuss this. Regardless I do require an answer today.” She quietly spoke. She turned around and went outside and conjured up a chair, sitting down and listening to the stillness and peace of the forest.

Severus and Hermione sat lost in their thoughts and not saying a word.

Hermione stirred. “Beloved, how does she apparate from the grounds? I thought only the Headmaster could do that.”

Severus absent-mindedly played with a locket of her hair as he slowly replied. “I am not sure Hermione. The castle has an affinity for her I suppose. Remember her classroom vow? Even the Headmaster was surprised and the castle told him that as what she asked was not harmful, it complied.”

She thought for a moment. It hit her “The Sorting Hat at the welcoming feast! At the end it said something about the bonded of the founding four returning and life beginning anew.” She picked up the parchment with the prophecy and pointed to the same lines.

“Could she be related to one of the founders?”

“I do not see how Hermione as we share the same bloodlines and the castle has never done anything for me. The farthest that we date back is the Peverells, and that name has long been dead as no male heirs were continuously produced. Only the Prince family passes down through the witch, so it is blood rather than name. All first born witches take the last name of Prince, regardless of the surname of the father.”

Hermione looked deep within herself. While Severus’ sister would be involved, it was still her and Severus. And the act of consummation which would have to be completed soon if they were both to remain sane and would have a double purpose. She would give her own life to protect Harry and her friends. And yes, even for the Slytherins even if they could be gits at times. But at the same time she would conceive a child, for the act of consumption and being Bonded By Touch ensured it regardless of whatever protection was used.

“Severus, how do you feel about the fact that I will be with child after this? I admit I had not planned on having any and I know you do not like children.”

Her Beloved looked to her. “I do not like other people’s children Beloved. While I have accepted the fact that I would never have any, the thought pleases me.” He simply stated feeling a warmth flow over his soul that he had never felt before.

“But what about you Severus? I mean you are going to have your sister’s soul residing in you. Can you do this?”

Severus chuckled sadly. “It is only you that must be willing! Remember what she required of Draco? She holds a Life Debt over me as well! She could easily force me, though the thought of being with you requires no force Beloved.”

“Severus, I will not do this if you are unwilling. Look to my mind and make a decision, for I require your honest answer!”

He pointed his wand to her and softly intoned “Legilimens” and entered her willing mind.

He saw and felt her thought process as she mulled over his sister’s request. He was amazed that she would do this even to protect his House. She felt her love and fierce protective feeling for her friends, and the Wizarding world as a whole.

He withdrew from her mind and gave her a soft kiss. “The prophecy has rightly named you Beloved, for you are indeed a true lioness. The only question I have for you is do you trust my sister?”

Hermione replied without thought. “She healed my soul when she did not have to and directed me to you for this bond. After all this, I would easily say yes that I trust her, even with my life!”

“The Headmaster has pushed his manipulations too far with me Hermione! If this is truly what you want, I will agree as we are one.” Severus looked to her, eyes glittering. “You truly are a lioness and the prophecy named you well! You have a caring soul, a soul that gives me hope when all of this is over.” He kissed her with feeling, projecting his love for her.

He stood up. “Wait here Hermione. I will call my sister in.”

He walked over to the door and opened it up. “Sara, we have reached our decision.”

Sara followed her brother back inside and sat down in the chair opposite of them and waited.

“Professor Sara Peverell Prince Snape, I would willingly give you the first blood that you require to make the Dark Lord weak enough for Harry.” Hermione stated with feeling.

Sara looked to her brother. “And you Severus? What is your decision?”

Her brother solemnly replied back. “I would willingly participate in this but not only for the Bond’s demand, but to aid in Hermione’s gift to you.”

“Severus Snape, last of the line of Snape. I recall my Life Debt from you! You are free and owe me nothing!” Sara intoned.

Her brother shuddered as he felt the release of the debt. “Sara, you trust me?” He asked with disbelief. “Even after the things I did to you?”

“I do Severus! After all I know who you are deep down. Even though you have no memory of it other than what I shared with you. You saved my life when we were young, and always there for me when I needed you most.”

Hermione timidly asked “Can I watch you brew the potion Professor Snape?”

“Considering what we are about to embark upon, you may call me Sara when none of your fellow students are present. And yes, I will let you and your bonded observe. You realize that I must be the one to brew it right?” She asked.

They both nodded that they understood.

****Bootstray! Slightly! Hermione has agreed! Can you escort her back to the castle? **** Sara sent out along her bond

Bootstray sent back ***Slightly is engaged in other activities Sara. I will come alone, unless Slightly is truly needed also? ***

She sent back to them. ***Bootstray your presence alone will suffice. Come to the cottage in the Forbidden Forest. ***

Bootstray apparated to the cottage and knocked on the door and Sara let him in.

“Professor Snape, Miss. Granger.” Bootstray greeted them in his deep voice.

“Miss. Granger, Hermione…Bootstray will escort you back to the castle. I need to teach my brother the charm. You understand this?” Sara asked

“Yes Sara” She softly replied as she stood up and accepted Bootstray’s offered arm as they both left.

Sara began to instruct her brother on what was required.

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Bootstray escorted Hermione to the Gates and stood by them. “I am sorry Miss. Granger that I cannot escort you all the way. I can only enter the grounds during the week.”

“Thank you for escorting me Mr. Bootstray!” Hermione told the wizard.

“It was my pleasure, young witch!” He told her as he apparated with a pop.

Hermione made her way across the grounds and to the Headmaster’s office. She had decided that she needed to chat with the Sorting Hat.

She met the Headmaster while she was on her way up to meet him. “Headmaster! I was just on my way to meet with you. I have a History of Magic lesson and my subject is the Sorting Hat. Is there any way I could talk to it?” She asked.

“You can try Miss. Granger. But I must warn you that it is very fickle and rarely answers any questions.” He replied. “The password is “Lemon Drops”. You will find the hat on the shelf behind my desk. I am sorry that I cannot accompany you, but I have a meeting to attend to.”

She gave the Headmaster her thanks and soon found herself in the Headmaster’s office. She took the hat and placed it upon her head.

“Ahh Miss. Granger! Though sorted into Gryffindor, you could have easily been placed within Slytherin based upon the misdirection you gave the Headmaster!” It spoke in her head.

She snorted as that was ever to happen. “Is Sara Snape related to the Founders?” She thought.

“No Miss. Granger, though I know why you are here.” The Sorting Hat thought back. “It is about my Welcoming Speech, is it not?”

“Is the prophecy she showed me true?” She thought.

“It is as true as prophesies are Miss. Granger!” The Hat cryptically replied.

“And what of a Missing Headmistress? I read a brief passage in “Hogwart’s A History”. She asked.

“Look to the portrait above the entrance Miss. Granger. What you seek is there!” The Hat thought back to her.

“What is her name? The book never mentions it!” She thought.

The Hat remained silent. Hermione sighed as she placed the Hat back on the shelf.

She stood in front of the entrance and looked up. There above the entrance was an empty portrait. The plate attached to it stated the name and date.

Hermione smiled to herself. She was right in who she thought it would be. She would keep this information to herself. It would cause many questions and problems if the identity was revealed.

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Hermione was watching Harry and Ron play a game of wizard’s chest in the common room.

Ginny was next to him saying words of support as Lavendar sat next to Ron doing the same.

“Oh Harry!” Hermione exclaimed as she saw the rubble of pieces. “I think you are about to lose!”

***Beloved! It is time! Meet me at the gates! *** Severus sent along the bond.

Hermione stood up. “I think I am glad not to witness the final carnage!” She chuckled. “I have Head Girl duties to attend to and will see you at breakfast tomorrow so you can tell me the final result.” She told her friends as she left the tower.

Hermione silently incanted “Divesto!” removing the clothing under her robes as she hurried to meet her bonded.

She arrived at the gates and saw the dark form of the potions professor waiting for her as the faint light of the fading sunset masked his face. Hermione silently walked up to him as she felt him wrap his arms around her and he apparated away with her without a word.

Hermione noticed that that Severus apparated them a few hundred yards away from the cottage hidden with the Great Tree.

Hermione enjoyed the feeling of being held as she smelled the soft scents of sandalwood and spice on his travelling cloak.

Severus looked to her. “Are you sure about this Beloved?”

“Yes Severus I am.” She felt a hot rush over her body as the Bond thrummed within them.

They broke apart and composed themselves and began to walk toward the tree.

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Sara sat waiting for the couple, thinking upon them. She thought that they were very well matched and she would break through the barriers that her brother has held up his whole life. He would have someone to trust and love explicitly him for who he was, and not what he presented. In time, their love for one another should heal his soul. The bond would hasten it she was sure.

There was a light knock at the door and she allowed them in.

Hermione looked nervously to Sara.

Sara sat down and relaxed her body, and meditated to the point of being out of body.

Her brother pointed his wand to her, watching for the right moment to cast his spell. He noticed her head tilt slightly to the right as if she had fallen to sleep. He silently incanted the spell, concentrating fully.

Hermione watch Severus as he put away his wand and stood waiting. She watched as his body shook for a moment and he straightened himself up.

Severus walked over to her and gently cupped her chin and looked into her eyes. “Hermione Granger. Do you willingly give your first blood to me so I can assist Harry Potter in bringing down Lord Voldemort?”

She noticed an odd timbre in his voice and realized that it was Sara speaking. “Yes Sara Snape, I am willing.”

He held out his arm and they felt the strong pull of the bond feeling them with desire, as the bond instinctively knew that it was about to be completed. He pointed the wand at the door and said the incantations that lowered his sister’s wards.

The room was darkly lit and they turned to look to one another.

“Hermione!” He whispered into her ear. “Do you feel that which inside us waiting to be acknowledged?” He ran his long fingers through her bushy hair, enjoying the feel.

“Oh Severus!” Hermione whispered huskily as she kissed him deeply, thrilling in the emotions of love and lust flowing through her. She broke the kiss and took a deep breath, slightly shacking.

He began unbuttoning her robes revealing her beautiful skin. Severus pulled his witch to him as she stepped away from her fallen robes. “So beautiful!” He whispered to her. “And I am unworthy of you Hermione Granger. But I thank the Fates on their decision to bring us together.”

He picked her up, kissing her gently as he laid her on the bed and began unbuttoning his robes, revealing his naked body. He climbed next to her kissing her neck, his hands feeling the softness of her body. Severus paused at the long angry scar that stretched the length of her abdomen.

“No one will ever harm you like this again Hermione. I promise you that!” He growled as he gently traced the scar. He was trying to take it slow, but the force of the Bond drove him to his limit.

Severus pulled her under him, his weight resting on his arms as he looked into her eyes as she felt him place his cock at her entrance.

“Take which is willing given Sara Snape.” Speaking the words that were required of her.

Severus spoke in that odd timbre once again as Hermione felt him thrust quickly and deeply feeling pain and tears slowly flowed from her eyes. “You are a special witch Hermione, one with such compassion to give what so few understand about.”

Severus felt her pain through the bond, kissing away her tears, remaining sheathed within her waiting for her body to indicate when she was ready.

“Severus, I need you.”

He slowly pulled back and thrust in, feeling her hips arch up to meet his rhythm. He had never heard such beautiful words uttered from any witch that he had ever been with. He began a slow pace thrusting deeply into her and listening to her moans of passion as she moved faster, indicating that he should quicken his pace.

It wasn’t an act of lust or of desperation or any of the myriad of reasons that people used when having sex. It was a need of coming together as one, as having a missing piece of you come together, not realizing that you were missing it until you gathered it.

“Severus! Can you feel it?” She shouted as he leaned down, kissing he neck.

“Yes Beloved!” He shouted out, losing himself into a feeling that he supposed what heaven would feel like if he believed in such a notion.

He felt her orgasm, her walls clamping down onto him as he shouted her name, coming deep within her.

A wave of magic flowed around them as a bright light surrounded their body and slowly faded away.

He pulled her sweating body to him, allowing her to snuggle to his heaving chest.

“I…” Hermione began.

“Ssssh” He whispered placing a finger lightly to her lips. Soon they fell into an exhausted sleep.

Sara tried to wake her brother to awareness. He should have said the incantation for her to leave his body after Hermione’s virginity was taken, but got too caught up in the moment.

***Hades come to the cottage and wake my brother up so he can put me to rights please***

Hades appeared in the room and landed on the bed and pecked on his shoulder. Severus pushed the annoyance off of him, Hades landing on the floor with a squawk.

He flew back up and looked to the potions master with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. He started pecking at his nose eliciting an immediate response.

Severus sat up rubbing his nose and saw his sister’s familiar. “Hades! He snarled. “What the Fu…”

Hades interrupted. “Respect Professor Severus Snape! My Mistress called me to wake you, mentioning that you needed to put her to rights.”

Severus jumped out of bed, and reached down to put on his robes. He felt the dried blood on his cock and silently cleaned himself up using magic.

“What time is it Hades?”

“It is nearly 2 am Professor Severus Snape.”

Severus groaned as he realized that he missed his designated patrol tonight. The Headmaster would not let him away unpunished and he would probably have an extra Hogsmeade patrol.

Hades noticed the professor’s distress and laughed quietly to not disturb the sleeping witch. “I took care of it for you Professor Severus Snape. I deducted 100 points from Slytherin….”

Hades noticed the professor’s murderous look. “Okay, Okay, I deducted 70 points from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor apiece and made two second year Hufflepuffs cry as I gave them detention on Friday. I hope that is satisfactory?”

Severus said nothing as he took the two phials of blood and went to where Sara’s body was resting. He pointed her wand at her and silently incanted the spell that would remove Sara’s soul from his body.

“Sara!” He began.

“Say nothing brother! I truly understand and I hope you realize the blessing that the Fates have given you. Hermione will settle you nicely in time once the Dark Lord is defeated.”

He silently handed Sara the phials. She looked at them and handed one back to her brother.

“Do you need Hades to take Hermione back directly to her room Severus? Very soon we all have classes as it is Monday.”

“Wait a moment.” Severus went back to wake Hermione.

Severus soon appeared with Hermione whispering to her. She saw her Defense professor and looked to her slightly embarrassed.

“Do not worry Hermione. Hades would be glad to take you back.”

Hermione gasped out as he transformed himself into Severus Snape. “Do not worry Miss. Granger. I would be pleased to do this.” He said holding out his hand and motioning her to take it. Severus and Sara watched as the two slowly faded from sight.

Severus turned and looked to his sister. “Hades has a strange sense of humor. And tell him I have not forgotten about my nose.”

Sara laughed as she grabbed him and apparated directly to his chambers. She grabbed up the floo powder and softly stated “Professor Sara Snape’s Quarters” And disappeared with a flash of green.

AN Sorry about the extremely long chapter! This is just about doubled what I like to write! Next chapter is when Sara gets to confront her Dark Arts Master.

Pissed. Brit term for getting drunk. LOL when I first heard it, I was confused. My British neighbor laughed at me as he calmly explained what he meant while we were at a welcome party his family held for me. Needless to say we both got pissed on beer from Bury St. Edmunds finest!