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Chapter Six


Later that week it was the stress of the trials that had Hermione waking up in a cold sweat, as her back was going into spasm. Left with no other alternative, she tried to walk over to the medical wing. She didn’t even make it down the hall before her back froze up completely. Hermione fell to the stone floor with tears running down her face, hoping and praying someone would come across her.


It was just her luck that it was the Bloody Baron that did so. He studied her for a moment, his hard ghostly eyes boring into her as he did so.


“Hello Baron,” she whispered. “Would you do me a favor?”


“What would be in it for me?”


“I won’t practice my new ghost elimination spells on you?”


“What do you need?” he asked, sounding very cooperative.


“Get Professor Snape,” she breathed. “Bring him to me. It’s my back. I can’t move and I can barely speak.”


“Do I look like a messager service…” It was anger that was able to fuel Hermione's next moves. She pulled out her wand and pointed it straight at him. “I’ll do it right now!” And he was gone within seconds.


Exhausted of all her energy, she collapsed completely to the ground and slipped into blackness.


Fear filled him as he saw Hermione on the ground where the Bloody Barron told him she would be. Severus scooped her up with care, hearing her whimpering unconsciously in pain as he did so. He took her straight over to his rooms, setting her down onto his bed and went about working on her back.


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Hermione woke to the feel of large, muscular hands massaging oil into her back that was making her feel so light headed she was beginning to wonder if she were in heaven. She lay there blinking, staring at the light that was coming from the candles around them.


“Candles?” she breathed. “Pretty.”


The hands stilled. She felt as one of them pushed her hair out of her face to look at her more closely. “Rest, witch.”


“Severus?” she mumbled his name, realizing she was feeling more air on her body than she should be if she were clothed. “Am I naked?”


“That you are.”


She looked around a bit, again realizing she wasn’t exactly in her own room. “And in your bed?”


“Yes.”


Hermione gave a breathless laugh, whispering, “Talk about something I thought would never happen.” She looked over her shoulder at him. “Not ‘cuz of anything you did or said let me assure you.”


“Thank you,” he said, a smile itching to appear on his face.


“Seeing as I’m naked in your bed and everything, I was wondering if you would go to court with me tomorrow. Professor Dumbledore is going to Bulgaria, of all places, and there is this complete ass who keeps interrupting me.” She tried to get up only to have him gently press her back onto the bed. “One time he had the nerve to say that I must have been hiding my head in the sand not to know what these men did during the war.” Hermione let out a groan as her back went into spasm again. “For Merlin sake it was Greyback. If there is a being on the planet that knew what he was doing, it was me!”


“Shh, you’re not helping yourself,” he whispered to her, his fingers digging into her muscles again. “Of course I’ll go. All you had to do was but to ask.” But then he frowned, asking, “Greyback qualified to be a part of your life long parole idea?”


“No, I was arguing against a death sentence,” she muttered. “I want him alive and suffering for as long as possible. I even said as much. I suggested that he spend the rest of his days in an iron maiden. They didn’t even take it under advisement.”


“They can’t afford to have him spreading…” But then it occurred to him what she had said. “Did he bite you?”


“No, but he was there when they were hurting me. They were about to hand me over to that monster when Harry and Ron showed up,” she replied, now having trouble keeping her eyes opened. “I’m tired.”


“I know you are,” he breathed. “Rest.”


Her eyelids slid slowly closed. Severus felt her going lax under his hands. Letting out a long breath of relief, he curled up next to her and fell asleep as well.


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Hermione woke up to being cocooned in muscle and warmth. She turned her head slightly, feeling mouth nuzzling her ear. She reached up, caressing his face as she woke slowly.


“What time is it?” she asked sleepily.


“Too early,” he muttered, kissing his way to her shoulder.


Letting out a contented sigh, she turned towards him. Her fingers tangled into his silken ebony hair, her nails softly scratching at his scalp and neck. Hermione slipped her leg over his hip, rubbing her heel against his
thigh. Severus let out a sound that was somewhere in between a growl and a purr. Rolling Hermione onto her back, he kissed his way down to her sternum. Her breathing became more erratic, her eyes never closing for fear of missing him doing something else to her. Severus’s mouth enveloped one of her hardened buds, suckling her vigorously. He moved to her other breast, making her arch all the more into his touch.


“Severus…yes…” Hermione let out a gasp as he nipped at the underside of her full breast and moved lower.


His mouth settled on her sex, making every thought leave her mind and had her all but drawing blood from his scalp when he did so. His tongue dancing across the sensitive interior of her sex had her hips jerking automatically in sensual tempo. Hermione was positive at one point that he was avoiding her clit entirely, whimpering as she kept trying to make him pay attention to it.


“Calm yourself,” he whispered against her thigh. “All in good time.”


Hermione moved her hands to the bedding, not wanting to hurt him as he kept a steady pace of tongue against the sensitive flesh of her outer and inner labia. His fingers, pushed into her, making her moan out his name. Finally, blessedly, he sucked in her clitoris into his mouth, lapping at the tip in time to his strumming fingers. She climaxed screaming his name over and over again, until she was little more than a lump of lax, yet thoroughly sated muscles. Smiling to herself, she absently stroked Severus’s fine black locks, as she was thinking just how wonderful that moment was. That is until he spoke.


“Oh Lilly,” he breathed. “How I’ve dreamed of this moment.”


Hermione froze. Everything in her did so, even her heart if that was possible. She pulled away from him, grabbing and yanking at the bedclothes all in an attempt to cover herself.


“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, sounding upset.


“You called me Lilly,” she said, her voice hoarse, looking at him. “I’m Hermione Granger and I will play substitute for no one, especially not a ghost.”


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