Life and Its Mysteries

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Chapter 8



“Dammit!” Hermione muttered as she shook her head. She looked up at Severus and then asked, “What are you doing here?”



“I do come here on a regular basis,” Severus replied.



“This was my secret place remember?” Hermione argued back. It was she that showed it to him before.



“I thought that it became ours?” he asked back. “Don’t change the subject and avoid it. I thought you said you threw the letter away?” he repeated. His voice was firm as his eyes narrowed at her. “You lied to me.”



Hermione lowered her head, feeling ashamed to show her tears to Severus. “I didn’t lie about not reading it.”



“Then why do you still have it?”



The question bothered Hermione. She didn’t know why she still had it. She never asked herself that before. Her fingers were gripping onto the letter as her shoulders started to shake. She was too weak to fight it, and started to break into sobs.



Severus watched Hermione and her tears. He never could stand them because he couldn’t stand seeing her hurt. He lowered himself down onto his knees, placing his hands around hers.



Hermione shook her head. “Don’t Severus, please. I already had a lot of difficulty thinking about coming back here because I had to. And now, whenever I see you, it’s killing me.”



“So you never had any intentions of coming back at all?” he asked curiously. “Was I the reason that you left to New York?”



“One of the reasons,” she replied. “I have no one anymore here in Britain. My parents died during the war. You broke my heart. Lastly, my best friends are no longer my best friends. After the war had ended, I thought that everything would go uphill from there. Apparently, I was wrong.” She raised her head and looked into his eyes. “I thought that I was going to start a new chapter in my life with you, but no. My life here… it ended.”



“I’m not going to lie to you Hermione. I still have feelings for you. I never stopped loving you.”



“Then why did you push me away Severus? Why?! You gave me no reasons, and yet you still did. I told you we could talk things over between us, but that isn’t what you wanted. Why?!” she said aloud again. Her anger was building up.



“I explained everything in the letter,” Severus replied calmly.



“You mean this letter?!” Hermione spat in front of him, pulling her hands away from his, and raising the letter right in front of his face. “The one you sent me years after?!”



Severus could only nod in reply.



Hermione placed the letter down on the couch next to her and moved a little closer to Severus. “Then tell me now what’s in it,” she said in a serious voice, demanding him. “Explain yourself to me.”



Severus shook his head. “I can’t.”



“You can’t or you won’t?”



“I can’t.”



“Why?” Hermione asked. Suddenly, many guesses popped in her head. All of them made her feel scared and swallow hard. “Was there another woman? Did you have a child with her?” Tobi was all she could think about then.



Severus stiffened for a moment and gulped. It wasn’t the truth, but she wasn’t far from it either.



Hermione saw how Severus reacted, and her heart dropped into her stomach. “Oh God!” she gasped as she brought her hands up to her mouth. She concluded that her assumption was right. She then pulled back, and leaned back into the couch, wanting to hide beneath it if she could. “I’m right, aren’t I? I-I thought that you loved me and said I was the only one,” she cried. Her heart felt like it was breaking all over again, and in the worse possible way.



“No. You’re wrong Hermione,” Severus said softly. He moved towards her, his body touching hers as he partially leaned on top of her. He pulled away Hermione’s hands from her mouth with no resistance. His face was inches away from hers.



“I’m right aren’t I?” she asked again.



“No,” he said again. He cupped her face in his hands and made her look at him directly. “There’s been no one else Hermione.”



Hermione tried to turn away from him, but couldn’t when he made her look at him again. It was really hard for her too look at the man that she loved, and broke her heart.



“You are the only one that has my heart,” he croaked. “Just you, no one, nor will there ever be anyone… I love you.” Severus felt his heart swell whenever he said those three words. He always meant it when he said them.



Lying to herself was something that Hermione could no longer do. Those three words alone coming from his mouth had made her emotions more vulnerable. They had always hit her directly into the right target which was her heart. “I love you too,” she finally said. No longer could she deny herself from the actually truth.



Severus moved his head forward, allowing his lips to touch Hermione’s cheek. Softly, he planted small kisses along the both of them tasting the familiar saltiness of her tears. After a number of those small kisses, his lips had met hers, firmly kissing her.



Hermione wrapped hers arms around Severus’s neck pulling him closer. She opened her mouth as she welcomed him and his kiss. A moan had escaped from her mouth as her kiss with Severus had gotten deeper, more passionate, with obvious need.



“Hermione?” Severus questioned as he broke the kiss. He wanted to take her and make love to her, but wanted to make sure that she knew what their kiss could lead to soon enough.



“Make love to me Sev,” Hermione answered to him against his lips, as if she had read his mind.



Severus captured her lips with his and once again, tasting her, wanting more. He wrapped his arms around her tightly around her waist, brining himself down against her. Soon enough, he thought that they had to get into a much more comfortable position. “Wrap your legs around me,” he told her.



Hermione did as told, but could only manage so far. She was unable to lock her ankles around him with the limited movements of knee.



Remembering that Hermione had a knee problem, Severus knew that he had to help her somewhat. With her thighs at the side of his hips, and legs barely around him, he then said, “It’s alright, I’ve got you.” He lifted her up easily and maneuvered around, lowering Hermione to lie back down on the mattress.



Their bodies grinded against each others. Their kiss deepening, with much lust, passion and love. Each of their bodies was starting to respond. Hermione felt herself start to feel wet and Severus’s cock started to harden. For the both of them, the last time they had slept with the opposite sex was five years ago, and that was with each other.



“Your damn buttons are in the way!” Hermione swore as she tried to unbutton Severus’s line of buttons on his black coat. It was always a problem that she hated when she needed him to be naked right away.



“You never seem to think of a simple solution,” Severus said with a smirk. He reached into his back pocket, and pulled out his wand. With a wave of it, their clothes vanished of them and became a scattered mess on the floor. This made his very erect cock grind against her wet and dripping pussy. “It seems that I will always bewitch you in the bed, and ensnare your senses, not making you able to think properly.



“Sev…” Hermione groaned, arching up. He was so very correct.



Severus reached down and touched Hermione’s pussy. He then inserted a finger and two, testing her, seeing if she was ready.



“I need you in me now!” Hermione said as she wrapped a hand around his cock, placing it at her entrance.



Severus noticed that Hermione was more than ready for him. He thanked Merlin for he didn’t know if he could wait another minute to bury himself inside her. He knew he was going to explode very soon.



As Severus thrust into Hermione, he had hit rock bottom, making the both of them gasp. It had been so long. The both of them missed how each of them felt when they had made love before. And now, it felt better than they had remembered.



Soon enough, their bodies moved to the familiar rhythm of their love making, increasing in speed quickly as they continued. Sweat dripped from their bodies as grunts and gasps escaped their mouths.



“Harder Sev! Harder!” Hermione shouted. She could feel herself almost there, cumming at any moment.



“Fuck!” Severus grunted as he started to slam into her as hard and as fast as he could. He gritted his teeth, and tried to hold back on his very impending orgasm. He wanted Hermione to cum.



Within seconds, Hermione screamed out Severus’s name when she reached her peak. Her eyes shut tightly, and her nails dig into the skin behind his shoulders when she felt herself explode.



“Oh God… Oh God… Hermione!” Severus bellowed loudly when he felt her spasm around his cock. It triggered his orgasm, making him lose his rhythm and give jerky thrust into her. Streams and streams of his white seed had flowed out of him for what seemed like half a minute. He had never cum so strongly in his life.



Later on, soon after coming down from their peaks, and drained of almost all their energy, they were fast asleep on the mattress. Severus held Hermione close to him, as his black robe covered them, and kept them warm throughout the night.



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Hermione woke up, stretched and yawned with a smile on her face. When she opened her eyes, the first thing that she saw was Severus, who was seated on the couch, and fully dressed, except for his robe that still covered her.



“Good morning,” Severus said with a small smile. He had been watching her silently for the past hour or so. He loved watching her sleep and waking up. Years ago, he had done those things numerous times.



The smile on Hermione’s face disappeared when she saw the letter. Severus was holding it in his hands. “Severus…” she said softly as she sat herself up. His black robe slipped from her upper body, exposing her breasts.



“I want to be honest with you Hermione,” he said as he slid from the couch, and sat down next to her. He placed the letter down momentarily so that he could cover her with his robe.



“What’s the matter?” she asked nervously as he watched him hold the letter and look at it.



“I don’t think that it’s right for us to get back together if you don’t know what’s in this letter,” he explained. “If I had the courage to tell you myself what is in it, then I would, but I am not Gryffindor like you.”



Hermione’s breathing got shallower, as she began to get more nervous. Tears as well, started to build up beneath her eyes. “Are you pushing me away again?” she asked him.



“I am keeping my distance from you,” Severus answered, knowing that he was hurting her again, but had no intentions to do so. It was also hurting him as well.



“Why?” Hermione whimpered.



“There are two ways in which you can react to what is inside. One is that you may not want to be with me for you might hate me. The other is that you may choose to be with me for the rest of your life like you wanted before. If that will be your decision, then I may only be all happy and grateful to have you. If not, I will not force you. All I want for you is to be happy, and not regret anything.”



“And if I choose not to read the letter?” Hermione asked as tears started to fall from her eyes. Whatever the contents of the letter were, she was more than frightened to open it. What was in the letter that would make her hate him?



Severus’s hand reached up and cupped Hermione’s cheek, as he wiped her tears. “Then we can’t be together.”



Hermione started to sob, and wrapped her arms around Severus’s neck tightly. She was afraid to let him go. Wanting and needing him, and no one else.



Severus pulled Hermione against him, burying his face in her hair. He didn’t know that tears of his own had escaped from his eyes. “Hermione, do not regret last night, or anything that we had in the past,” he croaked in her ear. “Do not doubt what we shared because being with you has been the best moments in my life. I will respect your decision no matter what it is, but know this… I love you, always have and always will, for the rest of my life.”



“Sev…” she sobbed. It did feel he was pushing her away all over again.



Severus pulled away, needing to unwrap her tight grip from him. “But if you need a friend, I am always here for you. You can always come to me,” he told her. He gave her one more kiss, and then stood up. He placed the letter down on the couch and walked out of the room.



Alone, Hermione wrapped Severus’s rob tightly around her, imagining that it was him holding her. She lay back down on the bed and cried her eyes out.



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AN – An unexpected lemon for our favorite couple. The one-million galleon question is… ‘What the fuck is in the letter?’ Don’t hate me for not yet revealing what’s in the letter. That’s the mystery of it all. Review!