Coming Home

Disclaimer: Like before, I don\'t own this stuff, but I like it when they get laid. LOL!

A/N: I finally got a few reviews!! Yay to my lovely reviewers!!!

Mirina: Thanks for the reveiw, and you are right about looking at the hits of my stories. *smiles* I like knowing that people are reading them, but I really like knowing what my readers think. LOL! I\'ll put your email addy in my contact list and if I get stuck on something, or decide on I probably need a beta, I\'ll definately give you a shout!

destiny black: Thank you for telling me about Dark Harbor. I\'ll definately be looking for that on DVD. *smirks* Personally, I think in HBP we\'ll see Lucius Malfoy necking with a Dementor. JKR\'s gotta give Draco a solid reason to take the mark...or not...with something like this, he could go either way.

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“I haven’t decided what I’m going to make yet,” Hermione answered getting up. “What would you like tonight?”

The little boy thought for a moment and shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t care. Hot dogs would be good.”

Hermione smiled and shook her head. “Hot dogs. I think he could live on hot dogs. Severus, what do you want me to magic you up?”

He was sitting on the couch in front of the hearth reading a book and he gave her that annoying French man’s wave he does when he’s not really listening, “I’ll order something from the kitchens.”

Ronnie finished eating and she put him in the bathtub. She had exactly 20 minutes to get him in bed, get dressed, and get to the infirmary. Severus stopped her as she was rushing toward the door. “I just love your uniform,” he said with a mischievous glint in his eye. “What time will you be in, in the morning?”

“I’m supposed to get off at 6AM, but it could be later. Maybe 7.”

He gave her a quick kiss and let her go because she would be late if they stood there talking any longer. “I’ll be waiting for you.”

She made it to the infirmary just before 10. Madame Pomfrey was looking for her almost 10 minutes before. “Are you glad to be back, Hermione?” she asked.

Hermione smiled at the older woman, “I’m very glad to be back. I’ve really missed work, but part of me wishes I could still be at home.”

Madame Pomfrey smiled. “I don’t know one married woman who’d answer differently. Now, we have three patients tonight,” she declared walking to the first bed. “This young man fell from his broom and broke his wrist in three places. He should be well enough to go in the morning first thing.”

Moving to the second bed she said, “This young lady…”

“Bobotuber puss,” Hermione interjected remembering her fourth year at Hogwarts.

“Quite correct, Mrs. Weasley…er Snape,” uttered her superior. “Will you be going by Snape?”

Hermione looked down at the floor and her cheeks flushed red. “Severus and I haven’t talked about it. You know how private a person he is. For now, let’s just keep it with Weasley,” she added with a thoughtful smile. The young girl, probably a third year, was sound asleep and wrapped in bandages from her fingertips to her neck. Poor thing, Hermione thought.

Madame Pomfrey moved to the third bed. It was a young boy wearing Ravenclaw colors. He looked terribly frightened, but did not acknowledge anything around him. \"I was told he was dueling and got hit with a Petrificus Totalus but I’ve never seen one last quite so long. I suspect something else, but we’re just watching him tonight. In the morning, Dumbledore is going to find out what really happened so we can cure him.\"

Hermione watched the patients through the night. At 3AM, Madame Pomfrey reappeared. “Hermione, you may go back to the dungeons if you wish.” The elder lady smiled. “I couldn’t sleep, so I figured I’d come back down here and finish up on a few things. Also, could you please tell Severus that we are almost out of sleeping draught?”

She just smiled at her superior. “I’m not really tired at all, but I could use a walk on the grounds. I’ll also be sure to let Severus know. I can bring it tonight if you won’t need it sooner.”

“That would be fine dear,” Madame Pomfrey said.

Hermione gathered up her things and left the infirmary. She found herself heading directly to the dungeons instead of the large oak doors at the front of the school. She then made her way to her private quarters. Hermione opened the door to find Severus and Ronnie reclined on the couch in front of the hearth, the embers just barely glowing. The site warmed her heart. Ronnie was curled up on his stepfather who had gone to sleep reading. Quietly, she put away her things, and picked her son up. He immediately wrapped his arms around his mother’s neck and sighed. She laid him in his bed and covered him up. Sleepily he said, “’Night Mum,” and rolled over.

She went back to the sitting room and carefully marked the page Severus had been reading, and took the book and placed it on the table. She gently laid her hand on his, and began stroking his long fingers. “Severus,” she whispered, “you can’t sleep here all night. Severus, come to bed.”

He didn’t move. Hermione hated to rouse him from such a deep slumber. She knew all too well that a good night’s sleep was very hard to come by. “Severus,” she said a little louder this time. His eyes opened reluctantly.

When he saw her, he sat straight up. “What time is it?” he demanded.

She smiled and told him he was not late, that Madame Pomfrey let her off early. “Come to bed,” she asked him, “unless you want me to sleep alone less than a month into our marriage.”

He led her to the bedroom. And they both undressed. Neither had any intentions of going to sleep by the time they got the door closed. He gave her a deep passionate kiss. His tongue probed the inside of her mouth as though it were searching for treasure. She ran her fingers through his long hair. They moved to the bed. He laid her down and turned his attentions to her neck. He nipped and licked until he found her earlobe. Severus gently traced the outside of her ear with his tongue. Hermione shivered. His hands found their way to her breasts. He pinched her nipples eliciting a moan from her. Her ear was left forgotten as her nipples became hard. Hermione sighed softly as Severus flicked his tongue over her left breast. He kissed her stomach. As his kisses went lower, her moans became louder.

Severus quickly positioned himself between her legs. He penetrated her. Her moaning quickly became nothing more than harsh ragged breaths as she bucked her body to meet this. His hair kept falling into his face, and she could not see his oil drop eyes. She once again ran her finger through it, but this time, she pulled his face close to hers. He still smells like absinthe, she thought. Hermione pulled his mouth to hers. She started to suck his tongue, twirling hers around his. This pushed him over the edge. He’s been with her for nearly 3 years and in the last two days found that she was much more experienced in bed than he could have ever thought. She suddenly kissed him and her body went rigid. The kiss stifled the sound coming out of her mouth as she came to the peak of her orgasm. He knew he couldn’t last much longer. She broke their kiss and groaned in delight. This simple action pushed him over the edge. The pleasure that they shared lasted much longer than either anticipated. When he got up to clean himself, he looked at his pocket watch. It was time to get up!

Hermione lay on the bed, uncovered and completely naked, while he got dressed. “What time do you have to go in tonight?” he asked looking for his wand.

“Same time,” she answered.

“What about Ronnie?”

She rolled over toward him, “Dobby is going to take him to the day care. He’s such a wonderful house elf.”