Bloodbound

The Parasite

Snape looked at Hermione, nestled against him. He had longed for this moment for months, ever since he had began talking to the Grangers about contracting their daughter into his family. He knew he could make her body course with lust, and a fiery passion unbeknownst to most, but he longed for her heart. He wanted her to love him as he loved her. She made him feel things even Elizabeth had not, and when he lost her he felt as if the world had shifted and he were tumbling into a black abyss of pain and suffering. He had grown to love Elizabeth truly over the years, but he had never felt for anyone what he felt for the young Gryffindor pressed against him. He calculated the exact moment he decided to take her for his own.


Severus had been contemplating for days about taking Hermione for himself. Every time he touched her, his body was filled with a passion and a heat previously unknown to him. He was falling in love with her, sure, but that was something that could grow over time. He knew they had much in common, intellect being the top of the list. Elizabeth had been gorgeous, but her power and intelligence could scarcely compare to Hermione’s. He liked the idea of having a companion who was on his level. She was not so powerful as he, but with the right guidance, she could surpass his level of power.

Anger engulfed Severus. How could his son have been so stupid?? He looked at Hermione lain out on the bed and he felt sick to his stomach at what might happen to her. That parasite was poison in her very veins now, and he had never been so scared in his life…even all the times he stood in the presence of the Dark Lord himself.

“Keep an eye on her, and if you leave this room , it will be the last time you ever walk again!” He hissed at his son, as he turned to leave the room. He had to summon Dumbledore, and fast. Hermione was beginning to fade, and who knew what could happen to her if haste was not made. He made his way to the fireplace and grasped the Jade glass jar on the mantle that contained his supply of Floo powder. He grabbed a generous pinch and threw it into the flames while shouting “Professor Dumbledore’s office.” Seconds later he was standing in the headmaster’s office, his fear apparent on his face

“Oh my goodness! Severus! What has happened?” Dumbledore asked, face full of concern.

“It’s Hermione, sir. She has been infected by a reverse parasite, and she seems to be fading quickly,” Severus said in a rush. Dumbledore looked genuinely concerned, and rose immediately to make haste.

“We must fetch Poppy, now, and get back to the girl or the results could be catastrophic!” Dumbledore said firmly. He reached to his fireplace and From what Severus could tell he used the floo network to reach the hospital wing with utmost speed. Seconds later he reappeared through the fireplace with Madam Pomfrey in tow, carrying a large bag of what Severus could only assume were antidotes and healing potions of all sorts. He knew that between their stores they must have something that could help Hermione. Dumbledore beckoned for Severus to lead the way, and he did, arriving back at Snape manor directly in Snape’s quarters, where Hermione was still lain out of the bed and Shaman was holding her hand.

Madam Pomfrey and Professor Dumbledore began to examine Hermione, while Severus watched, rather nervously.

“We need to find a way to see if the parasite has broken down the chastity charm,” Pomfrey stated, looking to Severus for a solution.

“I believe since it was you, Shaman, who inflicted this upon Hermione, you should be the one to test the effectiveness of the curse,” Snape said scathingly.

Shaman began to reach for Hermione’s thighs, intending to place a finger inside her very core, something he had been wanting to do since he laid eyes on her. Suddenly Severus felt a surge of rage towards his eldest son.

“Place your fingers into her mouth, Shaman,” He hissed, not really knowing why he had been so angry at the thought of Shaman touching her. Shaman placed a shaky hand up to Hermione’s mouth, and slowly began to part her lips with his fingers

“We haven’t got all day now!!” Poppy practically shrieked, clearly irritated by the slow manner he was acting. Shaman shot her a dirty look and shoved his fingers into her mouth. Severus watched expectantly and Shaman rapidly withdrew his hand from Hermione’s mouth, cursing.

“It seems as though the charm is still in place which does not give us much time,” Madam Pomfrey stated plainly. She opened a small vial of blue liquid and poured it into Hermione’s mouth. The smell of frost told Severus exactly what it was, the freezing potion, designed to slow any and all chemical reactions in her body. He felt so ignorant as to not think of this before. He was a master of potions for the love of Merlin! He watched intently as Madam pomfrey trailed the length of Hermione’s body with her wand, murmuring incantations under her breath. After what seemed like an eternity, Poppy surveyed Severus closely. “She will need plenty of rest. I have withdrawn all traces of the poison from her body, but you may find that the chastity charm has been weakened, and because of the nature of the parasite, it cannot be strengthened again. I would suggest that if the girl is to remain chaste until the night of her wedding , a suitor should be chosen promptly and a wedding perfomed soon. In a house full of men such as this, that charm’s boundaries have been dropped considerably, although I truly believe true penetration could prove deadly…but only on the area of her body where the charm was originated,” Madam pomfrey continued, pointing at the area between Hermione’s thighs with her eyes. “She should certainly take it easy for several days, and the calming draught will be helpful in relaxing her. Also you might like to use the anti pain serum as well, to keep her comfortable. I will be but a fireplace away should you need anything again. Good day Severus,” and with that she apparated with a pop, undoubtedly planning a stop in Hogsmeade, for one could not apparate within the school grounds.

Dumbledore gave Severus a look of sheer suspicion. Severus shifted uncomfortably on his feet. He knew what Dumbledore was thinking, because he was thinking the same thing himself. Why hadn’t he thought of the freezing potion? He was after all one of the most gifted potions masters of his age.

“I suggest you take Madam Pomfrey’s advice, Severus,” Dumbledore said quietly. “I know you thought it best to wait a couple of years for her to be married, but Poppy is right. It is no longer safe, or beneficial to wait. I will perform the ceremony if you like. Let me know when you have made your decision.”

“Thank you, Headmaster. I will be sure to inform you of my decision once I have made it, and so far as performing the ceremony goes, I think that is a prudent suggestion.” Dumbledore nodded, and used the fireplace to return to Hogwarts. Severus looked at Hermione sleeping soundly on his bed, and Shaman still sitting there, holding her hand. The sight of Shaman touching her made his insides turn to ice. He did not want Shaman touching her….or anyone else to be touching her for that matter. He wanted to touch her. He loved her, this he knew now, for the idea of losing her had shaken him to his very core. The idea of losing her made him want to cry, something he did rarely, and most certainly not in front of anyone. The last time he had cried was when he had learned of Elizabeth’s hex. He knew she would die, and so he did not shed tears when her last breath escaped her lips. He had shed enough when he learned she would no longer be his wife. “Shaman, I think you have done more than enough here,” Snape said curtly. Shaman had taken the hint, and left the room quickly, not wanting to see his father become so angry again.

Severus sat down on the bed next to Hermione, and took his hand in hers. Her skin was so soft and smooth. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to be inside of her, to make love to her such as none had ever done before. He slipped off his robe and her own and held her tightly against his body. Until the ceremony could be performed, this would have to suffice, he thought as he slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Snape was suddenly jolted from his thoughts by Hermione, shifting position to look up at him.

“However did you manage to bear two weeks without telling anyone of your decision?” she asked him curiously. He knew she had just been in his mind, reading his thoughts.

“I wanted to make sure you had plenty of time to recover, before giving you that news. I hadn’t any idea how you might react, and for all I knew it could worsen your condition, something I most certainly did not want. Also I had my hands full with Sarah,” he chuckled. Herione recalled how for two weeks she was unable to breastfeed Sarah for risk of poisoning her too.

“It’s a shame about Sarah though,” Hermione said delicately, daring to meet his eyes. He had never spoken of his feelings about how the parasite had affected his daughter.

“It’s not the end of the world. There is just no way now to place a chastity spell on her, because while the parasite weakened yours, it completely destroyed hers. She’ll just have to be taught of the importance of abstaining. She has already been contracted to a young Malfoy, a cousin of Draco’s,” He finished, not looking at her.

Suddenly, her lips were on his, in a hot, passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, and for the first time, they shared a fiery embrace without using the tattoo to drive them into a frenzy, this was purely a kiss of love, a kiss of comfort.

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That chapter was for the many requests about the parasite! Plz R&R and thank you to all who reviewed!