Melancholy Affection
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
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9,845
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40
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New beginnings
Author's Note: Thankyou loads to my wonderful reviewers, especially, as always beeky63 and lisa! You're keeping me going with this! Thankyou for such wonderful reviews. I've managed to catch the flu and am feeling miserable, so i decided to write a bit of smut to cheer me up. It worked! Hope you all enjoy as much as me!
Hermione had fallen asleep. Snape gently eased himself out from underneath her. He looked down at the sleeping form of this woman who had taught him so much about himself in only a nights’ passion and a few hour’s conversation. Pointing his wand at where she slept, he conjoured a thick blanket and wrapped her in it. Leaning down he kissed her forehead and brushed and errant curl from her face. This woman was so perfect, especially when she was asleep. He had watched as she had slept after they had made love and he hadn’t been able to take his eyes off her.
For the first time in as long as he could remember, he felt as if he needed to get back to his life instead of moping around feeling sorry for himself. With one last look at her he turned to his desk and pulled out parchment, ink and quill. With a deep breath he began to write. If McGonagall would have him, Severus would go back to Hogwarts.
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Minerva McGonagall was in the head teacher’s office reading through some papers from the ministry when she received an owl. She recognised the seal of the former head of Slytherin with it’s snake emblem. Intrigued, the headmistress opened the parchment and read. It was a welcome letter. In it he said that he hoped there was a position for him at Hogwarts still. Minerva needed a new head of Slytherin and Potions Master. Professor Slughorn had retired six months previously.
She didn’t need to make a decision, she wrote the reply immediately.
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Hermione was woken by the tapping of an owl’s beak at the window. She snuggled into the blanket that Severus must have wrapped around her as she slept. The thought made her smile as she enjoyed the sensation of warm sleepiness. Severus moved past her to the window and took the message from the owl. He opened the message and a smile crept over his face. He looked up at her.
“You’re awake”. He dropped the parchment on a nearby table and scooped her up, blanket and all. Hermione cuddled into his chest. Severus made for the bedroom.
“I’m hungry.” he growled with a wicked grin on his face as her dropped her onto the bed. He pulled his wand from his waistband and pointed it at the fireplace to start a fire. He placed the wand carefully on the mantelpiece and unwrapped a sleepy Hermione from the blanket. She was still wearing just his pyjama top and he pulled it from her, throwing it behind him. He growled at her and crept up the bed, making her giggle and scurry backwards until she found the headboard at her back. She squeaked as long, elegant fingers found her ankle and pulled her towards him, like some animal after his prey. Fine, she thought, if this was the way he wanted it, this would be what he got.
Hermione growled back at him and flipped him onto his back to begin kissing and teasing all over his chest, plucking at his chest hairs and nipping at his skin. It sent shivers up Severus’ spine. She grabbed his wrists and held them as she worried the skin of his neck. The way she growled at him made him hard. He couldn’t take this any more. He grabbed her round the waist and spun them so that she was on her hands and knees with him behind. He held out his hand and his wand flew into it.
“Don’t move.” He said as she knelt there, feeling so exposed and extremely nervous. He brought his wand to his lips, kissed it and muttered an incantation.
“Suscito.”
The tip of his wand glowed a deep red as he looked at it.
“Eyes front, Miss Granger.” He ordered, his voice thick with passion. Hermione obeyed and concentrated her gaze on the dark wood of the headboard.
Severus’ wicked grin deepened as he put the tip of his wand between her folds. Hermione gasped as the most delicious sensations flooded through her. It felt as if the wand tip was stroking her, but it didn’t feel like a wand tip, it felt soft, yet rough enough and firm enough to give her just what she needed. It seemed to know exactly where she wanted it.
“How… how d do you know how to do t that?” Hermione gasped. Severus gave a low chuckle behind her, sending delicious tremors up her spine.
“Oh, just a spell that cropped up in some…. Research.” He purred, sending the same vibrations up her spine. Hermione gasped again and writhed. A moan escaped her and Severus could smell that she was ready for him. He had been ready for her for a long time. He needed her.
He felt her tense up and heard her little sigh of disappointment as he removed his wand, but then felt her sigh as he placed the tip of his erection where his wand had been moments before. She cried out as he thrust into her with one stroke. He stayed still within her until she moaned for him to continue. He needed no more encouragement. He fucked her, hard and fast, his flesh pounding into hers. He took her like he was yearning to, like he’d wanted to the first time. He tugged at her hair with one hand and gripped her hip with the other.
Hermione groaned. She had dreamt he’d make love to her like this. She pushed herself upright so that her back was against his chest. He thrust into her with a renewed urgency, pulling her head to him with her hair and tilting it to one side as he kissed her throat. She couldn’t hold on any more, she breathed his name as she lost her grip and succumbed to orgasm. Severus felt her start to tense up an thrust harder. Merlin, she felt good. He lost control as she slipped from his grip onto the bed. He slipped out of her just as he came.
Lying together, covered in sweat and their completion, Severus smiled inwardly. If only the rest of his life could be like this. He muttered a quick “scourgify” and pulled the sheets over the two of them. He spooned up against her and kissed her ear. Maybe he should tell her.
“I have some good news, I’m going back to Hogwarts.”
Hermione had fallen asleep. Snape gently eased himself out from underneath her. He looked down at the sleeping form of this woman who had taught him so much about himself in only a nights’ passion and a few hour’s conversation. Pointing his wand at where she slept, he conjoured a thick blanket and wrapped her in it. Leaning down he kissed her forehead and brushed and errant curl from her face. This woman was so perfect, especially when she was asleep. He had watched as she had slept after they had made love and he hadn’t been able to take his eyes off her.
For the first time in as long as he could remember, he felt as if he needed to get back to his life instead of moping around feeling sorry for himself. With one last look at her he turned to his desk and pulled out parchment, ink and quill. With a deep breath he began to write. If McGonagall would have him, Severus would go back to Hogwarts.
----
Minerva McGonagall was in the head teacher’s office reading through some papers from the ministry when she received an owl. She recognised the seal of the former head of Slytherin with it’s snake emblem. Intrigued, the headmistress opened the parchment and read. It was a welcome letter. In it he said that he hoped there was a position for him at Hogwarts still. Minerva needed a new head of Slytherin and Potions Master. Professor Slughorn had retired six months previously.
She didn’t need to make a decision, she wrote the reply immediately.
----
Hermione was woken by the tapping of an owl’s beak at the window. She snuggled into the blanket that Severus must have wrapped around her as she slept. The thought made her smile as she enjoyed the sensation of warm sleepiness. Severus moved past her to the window and took the message from the owl. He opened the message and a smile crept over his face. He looked up at her.
“You’re awake”. He dropped the parchment on a nearby table and scooped her up, blanket and all. Hermione cuddled into his chest. Severus made for the bedroom.
“I’m hungry.” he growled with a wicked grin on his face as her dropped her onto the bed. He pulled his wand from his waistband and pointed it at the fireplace to start a fire. He placed the wand carefully on the mantelpiece and unwrapped a sleepy Hermione from the blanket. She was still wearing just his pyjama top and he pulled it from her, throwing it behind him. He growled at her and crept up the bed, making her giggle and scurry backwards until she found the headboard at her back. She squeaked as long, elegant fingers found her ankle and pulled her towards him, like some animal after his prey. Fine, she thought, if this was the way he wanted it, this would be what he got.
Hermione growled back at him and flipped him onto his back to begin kissing and teasing all over his chest, plucking at his chest hairs and nipping at his skin. It sent shivers up Severus’ spine. She grabbed his wrists and held them as she worried the skin of his neck. The way she growled at him made him hard. He couldn’t take this any more. He grabbed her round the waist and spun them so that she was on her hands and knees with him behind. He held out his hand and his wand flew into it.
“Don’t move.” He said as she knelt there, feeling so exposed and extremely nervous. He brought his wand to his lips, kissed it and muttered an incantation.
“Suscito.”
The tip of his wand glowed a deep red as he looked at it.
“Eyes front, Miss Granger.” He ordered, his voice thick with passion. Hermione obeyed and concentrated her gaze on the dark wood of the headboard.
Severus’ wicked grin deepened as he put the tip of his wand between her folds. Hermione gasped as the most delicious sensations flooded through her. It felt as if the wand tip was stroking her, but it didn’t feel like a wand tip, it felt soft, yet rough enough and firm enough to give her just what she needed. It seemed to know exactly where she wanted it.
“How… how d do you know how to do t that?” Hermione gasped. Severus gave a low chuckle behind her, sending delicious tremors up her spine.
“Oh, just a spell that cropped up in some…. Research.” He purred, sending the same vibrations up her spine. Hermione gasped again and writhed. A moan escaped her and Severus could smell that she was ready for him. He had been ready for her for a long time. He needed her.
He felt her tense up and heard her little sigh of disappointment as he removed his wand, but then felt her sigh as he placed the tip of his erection where his wand had been moments before. She cried out as he thrust into her with one stroke. He stayed still within her until she moaned for him to continue. He needed no more encouragement. He fucked her, hard and fast, his flesh pounding into hers. He took her like he was yearning to, like he’d wanted to the first time. He tugged at her hair with one hand and gripped her hip with the other.
Hermione groaned. She had dreamt he’d make love to her like this. She pushed herself upright so that her back was against his chest. He thrust into her with a renewed urgency, pulling her head to him with her hair and tilting it to one side as he kissed her throat. She couldn’t hold on any more, she breathed his name as she lost her grip and succumbed to orgasm. Severus felt her start to tense up an thrust harder. Merlin, she felt good. He lost control as she slipped from his grip onto the bed. He slipped out of her just as he came.
Lying together, covered in sweat and their completion, Severus smiled inwardly. If only the rest of his life could be like this. He muttered a quick “scourgify” and pulled the sheets over the two of them. He spooned up against her and kissed her ear. Maybe he should tell her.
“I have some good news, I’m going back to Hogwarts.”