Habeas Corpus

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Chapter 6 - Here and There

The magical world

Albus Dumbledore sat in his office at Hogwarts. Things were not going the way they were supposed to go. The situation with Harry was getting out of hand - the influence of Voldemort over Harry was increasing. Since Harry\'s fifth year, Voldemort managed to get deeper and deeper into his head. There were times when Harry was so overpowered that he was no longer himself. Albus hoped that back at St. Mungo\'s, the healers would be able to bring the real Harry back. The first time Harry lost control, it was July. Harry was found stupefied in his room at the university. Dumbledore was summoned to the location together with the Aurors. He instantly knew what happened there and he had good grounds to suspect that Ginny was Harry\'s victim. This suspicion played the main role in assigning Ginny to Severus and Hermione. At least those three were relatively safe for the time being. It seemed Ginny could do wandless magic.

Voldemort was gaining in power and nothing seemed to be able to stop him. The Ministry was loosing one Auror after another. The magical world\'s only chance was now with Hermione and Severus, that is if the prophecy was correct.

Dumbledore looked at the Muggle tabloids he received every day. They all mentioned Severus and Hermione. It seemed that they were doing their job well. If only this would trick them into a real romance then with a bit of luck Voldemort would be vanquished.

The Muggle world

\"Oh, yes, Severus, you were right! I like that little charm of yours.\" Said Hermione to her reflection in the mirror. She closed her lips and felt the incredible, tingling sensation. It felt like she was being kissed and when she closed her eyes, she could feel Severus\'s body pressed against her. All through the night she had those dreams. She dreamt about being kissed by Snape and the kisses seemed so real that she wanted to reach out and make Snape do much more than kiss her. Yet every time she tried to do that during her sleep, the imaginary Snape would give a funny little laugh and whisper: \"Nothing more than kissing, my little pet.\" and she would wake up. Yet the very thought of having Snape make love to her, was so terribly turning her on that she felt more powerful with it than without it.

There was more for Hermione to discover, when she set to breakfast. Eating caused the same tingling sensation and sent her yearning for Snape. She could not sleep, she could not eat. She suddenly knew what it meant to be in love according to the Muggle romantic literature - all lovers couldn\'t eat or sleep.

By five in the afternoon, Hermione was so weary as if she\'d spent all day jogging and so turned on like she\'s never been before. She lay naked in bed, her hand roaming first around her breasts, squeezing each nipple and massaging her abdomen than sliding her hand towards her nether parts. She discovered masturbation during her seventh grade. She had read so many books about sex, especially Muggle by that time yet she never felt ready to begin an adult sex life. That way she stayed virgin but that didn\'t meant she didn\'t have her sexual needs. Those needs were however well satisfied by her skilful fingers. She bit her lips to revive the tingling, kissing sensation and stroked her inner thighs. Her legs opened slowly to allow her a better access to her sensitive parts. Her mind produced an image of Snape kissing her while she rubbed her clit with methodical long movements that built up the tension in her. Then her movement became faster and the muscles in her legs tightened. She began breathing heavily. A release came to her but it was short-lived. No sooner that she opened her eyes and touched her lips with the tip of her tongue, she felt the same tingling sensation.

By Saturday morning, she was desperate. She tried all spells known to her to reverse Severus\'s charm but to no avail. She had no access to magical libraries, so that she could research it. At a quarter past ten, she gave up and called a cab that would take her to Snape\'s house. The drive seemed to be endless. Finally, they stopped in front of a large mansion. She ran up the stairs and rang the bell furiously. A footman ushered her inside, saying:

\"Mr Herrensford is waiting for you in his study.\" He led Hermione to the said room.

\"Good morning, my dear. I trust you are feeling well.\"

\"You bloody well know, how I am feeling?\"

\"I\'m afraid, you\'ll have to be more explicit.\" He mocked.

\"Don\'t make me more nervous than I already am. I give up. Do something with it or I\'ll go mad.\"

\"It?\" asked he smiling broadly.

\"You know what! Reverse it!\"

\"What?\"

\"That bloody spell!\" she hissed.

\"Are you begging?\"

\"I damn am! Just do something.\'

He came closer to her. \"Just remember what I have said before leaving the other night.\"

\"What?\"

\"You\'ll see.\" Very slowly and gently, Severus leaned over and began kissing Hermione. Her lips parted, he teased her with his tongue then thrusting it deep inside her mouth. She kissed him back, feeling the roughness of his lips. She moved her fingers through his dark hair and for a split of a second thought, he would pull her towards himself but instead, he stepped back and looked at her with a smile playing on his lips.

\"Did it do the trick?\" he asked.

She bit her lips and the tingling sensation was gone.

\"How did you do it?\"

\"The spell ends the next time you kiss the person who cast that spell. I told you, you\'ll be begging me to kiss you. But admit you liked it. I can see by your swollen lips that you have a very vivid imagination... \"

\"What\'s this spell?\"

\"All in good time. I believe you are quite hungry.\" He picked up the phone and having dialled the kitchen number ordered some sandwiches for both of them.

\"What\'s this spell? How do you know it?\"

\" I still have some surprises in my sleeve, it\'s a long story. I won\'t tell you now.\"

\"I like long stories. Tell me.\"

\"Some other time, kitten. You wouldn\'t like it with your lunch.\"

\"Is it about you being...?\"

Their conversation was interrupted by the footman.

\"The package you were waiting for, sir, has just arrived.\"

\"Very good. Please put it in the blue room.\" Replied Snape and the footman disappeared.

\"Why are you laughing, Sammie?\"

\"Because you, this house, the staff looks so posh and so out of date. Are you familiar with a book or a film \'Howards End\'?\"

\"I don\'t think so.\" Replied he.

\"Next time, I\'ll bring the movie and you\'ll see what I mean?\"

The sandwiches arrived and Hermione realised how hungry she really was. Snape watched her eat and enjoyed the view, he had before his eyes. After her fifth sandwich, he asked:

\"Ready for the party?\"

\"What party?\" asked she.

\"I feel offended. The one you agreed to host with me.\"

\"Oh!\"

\"I was quite sure, you\'d forget. But don\'t worry, I took care of everything. Come with me.\"

They walked up the grand staircase. He leaned towards her and whispered:

\"Tell me did it ache not to be able to imagine me doing much more than just kissing you?\"

\"How do you know?\"

\"I know my spells.\" He grinned and led her to the second room to the left. Inside there was a hairdresser and a make-up girl.

\"I leave Ms Rhys in your capable hands, ladies.\" With that he left.

Hermione smiled at the young women.

\"My name is Samantha.\"

\"Jessica\"

\"Fran\" replied the women. Hermione looked around the room. On the bed, there was the most beautiful dress she had ever seem. She stood admiring it when a maid knocked on the door, bringing her a note for Snape:

Just don\'t wear any underwear.

She blushed and said: \"I believe we should get started. My hair is a real mess.\"