Woes of a Potions Master

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Chapter 7 ~ Two Very Important Messages

Saturday morning found both Severus and Hermione at breakfast in the Great Hall, still separated by the other staff members. Severus had endured the entrance of the Snapelets and peals of uninhibited laughter from the students and staff once again, while Professor Trelawney was regaling Hermione with dour predictions of her love life, foreseeing a slim, slightly older and very gifted woman coming into her husband’s life, also a teacher, and stealing him away.

Of course Sybil was talking about herself. She had taken it very badly when Severus and Hermione became lovers. She had her eye on the Potions Master since forever, and his interest and affection for the younger witch infuriated her. She spent a lot of her time gossiping about how she had heard Hermione had slipped the Professor a love potion, and how it should be investigated. When they married, the Divination teacher went on a three-day sherry binge, Albus having to take over her classes on Monday. Now, Sybil was delighted at the rift between the couple, and spent much of her time trying to lower Hermione’s spirits further than they already were. Hermione tuned her out and looked down the table at her husband with longing. Not only did she miss his presence, she was missing his loving as well. Her body was used to frequent sex and now was rebelling against her.

Severus had glanced Hermione’s way and caught her hungry look. His wife was in heat. Damn those beautiful amber eyes. He promised himself he wouldn’t look at her again and most definitely would avoid her in the dungeons hallway. She might succeed in seducing him if she caught him alone. He was missing her too. His morning hard-on was getting increasingly harder to manage. He hoped Fred and George had made some progress. It had only been a week but it felt like a month since he had talked to them.

There was a stir throughout the Great Hall as the morning owl post arrived. A comically brightly colored bird flopped in front of Severus. It was a cuckoo bird. The Professor didn’t even have to think who sent it as he wrestled with the bird to get the message off its leg. A lovely snowy owl landed gracefully in front of Hermione, who took the message off its leg and fed it a piece of bacon before it flew off.

Severus unrolled his message and read it.

Good News Professor,

We have your product ready to go. Please stop by the shop as soon as possible so we can discuss exactly how you want this to play out. We have worked in some interesting safeguards to make it more effective. We will be waiting.

Laughingly yours,

Fred and George Weasley
Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes Inc.

If anyone had been looking at the Potions Master, they would have been shocked. He smiled. It was just for a quick moment, but he did it…in public. He looked at the Snapelets who were sitting at their prospective tables and smirked. Soon this nightmare would be over. Despite his promise to himself he looked down the table at his wife. She was reading a parchment, and her face was rather pale. He frowned. What caused that reaction? One thing he truly hated about this separation was his inability to find out what was affecting his wife, and keep track of what she was up to. He wondered if that was a reply from the ‘house of wizards” she had a letter delivered to last night. Once again, jealousy reared up inside him. He hated not knowing what was going on. He looked at his own parchment again, then rose from the table. He was heading to Diagon Alley immediately. He needed to get this problem solved and get his wife back where he could keep an eye on her. He exited the Great Hall in a billow of robes.

Hermione read Ginny’s letter:

Dear Hermione,

I will be at Hogwarts at around eleven. Meet me by the main gate at that time. We have shopping to do, and since I never gave you and Severus a wedding present, this will be my treat. No arguing. I will win if you try. I will tell you my idea when I see you. It’s hot!

Ginny

Dear gods. She hadn’t expected Ginny to show up. There was no way to get out of this either. Circe. A shopping trip with Ginny. Well, she wanted to get back with Severus, so she was willing to do what she had to in order to accomplish it. She needed her husband. She looked down the table and discovered he was gone. She had probably ran him off, looking at him so hungrily when he made it clear that he would let her know when he was ready to talk.

Hermione rose and exited the Great Hall. She had to hurry and get dressed for her day with Ginny. As she approached her office, Severus opened his door and walked out. They stood facing each other, their eyes locked.

“Good morning, Hermione,” Severus said softly, willing his voice to remain steady as his eyes swept over her. He felt he hadn’t touched her for months.

“Good morning, Severus,” Hermione said, noticing his cloak, “Going somewhere?”

“Yes, I have an appointment,” he said shortly.

“Oh,” Hermione said, her amber eyes gazing into his black ones. They seemed to go blacker.

“I must go,” Severus said, striding past her hurriedly. He couldn’t stand this.

“Bye,” Hermione said, watching him go. Her eyes filled.

“He can’t stand to be around me. I’m losing him,” she thought as she unlocked her door and entered her rooms. As she opened the wall to her study she steeled herself. She was not going to lose Severus. She would listen to Ginny, let her work her magic and do what was necessary to gain Severus’ forgiveness and win his heart back.

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Ginny awoke with Geoffrey spooned around her back, one arm thrown over her possessively. He was snoring loudly. Ginny lifted his arm and slipped out from under it. She rolled out of the bed, turned around and looked at him, her hands on her hips much the same way as her mother placed hers. When she finally fell asleep last night, there had been three wizards in her extra large bed. No doubt, Geoffrey threw the other two out once he saw she was sleeping. He did things like that. She really should make him leave, but he looked so peaceful. Pretty delicious too. She decided to let him sleep. If he was able to make the other wizards listen to him, then he deserved his spot as top dog.

Ginny picked up her wand, walked into the bathroom, took a quick shower, washed her hair and douched. Sure, there were easier ways to clean up, but her mother had taught her this. It made her feel fresher. She cast a drying spell on her hair. When she exited the bath, she found that Geoffrey was up. He lay in the bed propped up on his elbow, looking at her naked body with appreciation. His cock was awake too, and pointing straight at her. Ginny smirked at him and headed for her wardrobe, pulling out some knickers, a bra, jeans and a pullover sweater.

“Ginny, you got a minute or twenty?” Geoffrey asked her, his eyes dropping to his hard-on then looking up at her with a lusty grin.

Ginny smirked at him.

“No, Geoffrey. You see I’m getting dressed. I have to meet a friend,” she said, stepping into her knickers.

“Witch or wizard?” Geoffrey asked, a little jealousy leaking into his voice.

Ginny turned to him as she put on her bra. She was scowling a little.

“What business is that of yours who I’m meeting?” she asked him, “It has nothing to do with you.”

Geoffrey looked sullen. This seemed to piss Ginny off. She pulled on her jeans.

“Geoffrey, why are you in my bed practically every morning when I wake up? You have plenty of bedrooms to choose from,” Ginny said.

“I like this bed,” he said shortly.

“But this is my bed,” Ginny said as she pulled on her shirt.

“I know. That’s why I like it,” he said, smirking at her.

Ginny leveled her brown eyes at him.

“Geoffrey, you’re getting too attached to me. You know how I live. I’m not a one-wizard witch,” she said, a little exasperation in her voice.

“Yeah, I know. But I just want to be around in case that should change,” he said, his dark brown eyes meeting hers soberly.

Ginny sat down on the edge of the bed and put on her socks.

“It’s not likely to change any time soon, if it ever does, Geoffrey. If you are looking for a girlfriend or a wife, I suggest you find someone who will love you, not like you like I do,” the witch said, slipping her feet into her shoes. She turned to him.

“And you’ve got to stop kicking everybody out of my bed like you own it,” she said to him. But she smirked a little. Geoffrey had to be pretty tough to get some of those wizards out of there. Ginny liked strongly built men. None of her lovers were lollipops.

“Hey, if they aren’t man enough to stay here after you’re done with them, that’s not my fault,” Geoffrey said, “Besides, how do you know I kick them out…maybe they just leave and go find a bedroom somewhere else.”

Ginny gave him The Look.

“I just know, Geoffrey,” she said shortly, picking up a short cloak and throwing it over her shoulders. She started for the door.

“Can’t I at least get a goodbye kiss? After all, I did watch over you all night,” he said, pursing his lips.

Ginny laughed as she paused.

“Watched over me? Geoffrey, you were snoring so hard, the whole house could have been knocked down and you wouldn’t have heard a thing,” she said.

“Pretty please?” Geoffrey said, wriggling his lips a little.

Ginny rolled her eyes up to the ceiling, and snorted. Then she walked over and gave him a peck on the lips.

“Okay?” she asked him.

“Not what I wanted, but it will do,” he responded, rolling on to his back so she could see his entire body. He was a beautiful wizard. Tanned, lean, all muscle and tone. His cock was nothing to laugh at either.

“You just be out of here when I get back. As I said, this is MY room. And you, Geoffrey, will not take it over,” Ginny said, exiting the room and closing the door behind her.

“That’s what you think, Miss Weasley,” Geoffrey said to himself as he rolled back over to catch a few more winks.

Ginny walked through the house and was greeted by a number of lounging wizards having breakfast. They knew to clean up behind themselves. None of them were lay-abouts however. They all had good jobs and homes of their own. Ginny didn’t support them any more than providing food and drink and a place to sleep if they wanted when they came over. And sex sometimes. She had her pick of them. They all understood she was the queen bee, and if they wanted to be a part of her harem, they had to accommodate her. Which wasn’t hard because she was beautiful, clean and a freak. Ginny looked out at the enclosed pool area where a few wizards were skinny-dipping in the magically warmed water. She admired their tight buttocks and muscled bodies for a moment. Gods, she loved men.

Unable to resist, she slid open the glass doors to the patio that led out to the pool area.

“Make sure you pick up out there when you’re done! I don’t want to see wet towels and boxers all over the place when I come back…or someone’s going to get a beating!” she called out to the wizards and was rewarded with scattered cries of “Me! Me!” She laughed. They were all so twisted. She closed the glass and headed for the front door. Once outside, she apparated to Hogwarts. It was a little early but she’d wait.

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Ginny reappeared in front of the main gates of Hogwarts with a clap of thunder, startling Severus who had just finished re-warding the gates. The Potions Master’s eyes swept over Ginny rather coldly.

“Good morning, Miss Weasley,” he said in his silky voice.

“Hello Professor,” Ginny said, thinking Hermione was very lucky to have that silky voice in her ear during sex.

“What brings you to Hogwarts?” he asked, curious. Ginny rarely showed her face at the castle. Ginny looked at him. Okay, he wanted to be nosy….

“I’ve come to pick up Hermione. She’s feeling a bit down so we’re going shopping. My treat,” she said brightly.

“I see,” Severus said, not liking this at all. He was very aware of Ginny’s nymphomaniac existence, and wasn’t sure that he wanted his wife hanging out with her. Then he put two and two together. That house of naked wizards was most likely hers. Ah, okay.

“Will you be going by your house?” he asked her, scowling a little.

Ginny suspected the Professor knew about all the wizards that were on the premises at any given time. She smirked at him.

“We might have lunch there,” she said wickedly as the Potions Master looked at her blackly. He didn’t want his wife around all those young, randy wizards.

“I will make a standing reservation for you both at the Three Broomsticks so you don’t have to trouble yourself, Miss Weasley. My treat,” he said sharply. Ginny could have burst out laughing.

“Very well, Professor. Thank you,” she said, her smile much wider than it should have been.

Severus grunted a “You’re welcome” and apparated.

Ginny nearly collapsed against the main gates with laughter. Gods, what a jealous wizard.

Hermione certainly had her hands full.

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A/N: Well, Severus’ joke product is ready. Hermione and Ginny are also going to Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes…hm. Hermione and Severus might run into each other. Or he might see her in the faux bondage area. What in the world would he think? If Ginny can get Hermione in there that is. I’m sure the idea of George and Fred knowing she is buying kinky items won’t sit well with her at all. Well, we’ll see what happens next chapter. Please review.