Founders Through Time

Summary: What if there was a different reason for Salazar leaving? Hermione and Severus are swept up in a story of love, betrayal and mistakes. Can the two of them correct a mistake that Helga and Godric made or are they doomed to suffer the same fate as Rowena and Salazar? R/R

Chapter 7

“You guys have fun,” Hermione smiled as she hugged Harry and Ron.

“You too. Try not to study too hard,” Ron said.

“I won’t,” Hermione nodded.

She stood at the castle doors and waved as Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Susan climbed into one of the carriages to take them to the train station. As the carriage pulled away, she turned and re-entered the castle.

It had been a week since she had received Rowena’s memories. Since then, she had been sorting through Rowena’s memories and doing some thinking of her own about her and Severus. As she entered her rooms, she set to work.

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Severus sat before his fireplace reading one of Salazar’s journals. As he read about the final fight between Godric and Helga that led to Salazar’s departure, his mind was replaying the fight as well.

‘Sweet Merlin. It must have killed Salazar to leave Rowena behind. If it had been me and Hermione, I would have taken her with me come hell or high water,’ Severus thought as he closed the journal.

At that moment, a school owl appeared and dropped a scroll onto his lap, then flew off. Puzzled, Severus removed the ribbon around the scroll and began reading.

My Darling Severus,

Meet me in our private chamber. (You know which one.) I have a surprise for you, that I hope you’re going to love. I’ll be waiting.

Love,
Hermione

Intrigued, Severus sat aside the journal and left his rooms. As he made his way to the Chamber of Secrets, he kept wondering what his spirited Gryffindor had in store for him. He opened the inner chamber, hoping to see Hermione, but was disappointed. A cozy fire burned in the fireplace, casting a golden glow over the room.

“Hermione?” he called out.

“In here Severus,” she replied from the bed chamber.

He removed his frock coat and draped it over the back of one of the arm chairs. He turned and entered the bedchamber. What he saw caused him to stop dead in his tracks as the door closed behind him.

Candles were lit all around the room along with a roaring fire. Soft, sultry music was playing from a radio running off of magic. What really surprised him was what was on the bed.

Hermione laid propped on several throw pillows wearing a see through sapphire blue negligee. Her beautiful body was on full display for him and him alone. Slowly he approached the plat formed bed and pushed aside the bed curtains.

“Hermione…what…are you sure?” he stuttered.

“Very. Severus, this is what I want more than anything. There’s only one problem,” she smiled.

“Oh? What’s that?” he asked.

“You’re way over dressed for this little party,” she said saucily.

That’s what he needed to hear. With his eyes firmly locked on Hermione, he began to remove his clothes. He watched as her amber eyes grew dark with lust. Finally he was wearing only his boxers.

“Will tonight be your first time?” he asked, hoping it wouldn’t be.

“No. From your expression, you seem glad,” she smiled.

“Good. That means I don’t have to restrain myself,” he said as he climbed into the bed with her.

“I don’t want you restrained. I want you completely unleashed,” she breathed.

He growled as he captured her lips with his. Hermione wrapped her arms around him as he moved over her. She felt her breath being drawn out of her lungs as he kissed her wildly. She rocked her hips against him so he could feel just how ready she was for him.

“Merlin woman. Do you know what you’re doing to me?” he sighed.

“I know. Because it’s the same thing you do to me,” she replied as she caused his boxers to vanish.

He plunged his hard cock deep inside her. Both groaned as they came together. After a moment, Severus began to move within her. Hermione clung to him and rocked her hips against him. She cried out as he began to pound into her. With a ragged breath he grabbed her legs and draped them over his shoulders, penetrating her even deeper.

“Fuck! Yes! Oh god Severus!”

“You like things a bit rough. Don’t you?”

“Yes. I’m a…ohhh! Shit! Bit of a masochist!”

“Lucky me,”

Severus pulled out of her. She groaned in protest, only to flipped onto her hands and knees. As he slammed into her again, he slapped her ass. She simply groaned and thrust back against him. Severus wrapped his hand in her hair and rested his chest against her back. Thrusting harder and faster.

“So good. God Hermione…you’re so tight,”

“Severus! Let me…fuck…ride you. Please,”

Severus couldn’t deny her. As he pulled out, she clutched her vaginal muscles around his swollen cock. He couldn’t wait to see her ride him. He moved to his back as she eagerly climbed astride him. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him.

He felt his cock swell even more at the vision she mad. Her honey amber eyes glazed over with lust and love. Her soft curls washing over her smooth, tanned shoulders. To him, she looked like a Valkarie. Riding to do Odin’s will.

“You’re so beautiful,” he groaned.

“Mmm. You look so good like this Severus. Lost in passion,” she sighed.

Hermione leaned down and attached her mouth to his neck. She felt him growl as he tongue slid over his throat. Her hands slid up his muscled chest and into his hair, grazing his scalp with her nails.

“Sit up Hermione. Let me see you ride me,” he demanded.

She did as he said. Their eyes locked as he grabbed her waist. She sang her siren song as he lifted his hips up as she plunged down, driving him deep into her. Severus watched, mesmerized as she sucked two fingers into her mouth.

Slowly, she slid her fingers down her chest, down the valley between her full breasts, his eyes following them hungrily. He moaned as she found her clit and began fingering it vigorously.

“Yes. Oh Severus,”

“Can you feel me? My hard…throbbing…cock? Sliding deep…into your…wet…tight… pussy?”

“Yes! Ohhh! Please!”

Holding her hips he rolled them over once more. As he tore into her, Hermione continued fingering her clit faster. Her juices flowing out of her, coating her fingers.

“Oh fuck! Hermione! Aaahhh!”

“Severus! Sweet Merlin! Ooohhh!”

Their bodies seized as they came in perfect sync with each other. Severus’ come flooding her, causing her to see stars. They clung to each other, kissing fiercely as the last tremors of their climax washed over them.

“Wow. I’ve never felt anything like that before,” she sighed as Severus used wandless magic to scourgify them and the bed.

“Me either. That was amazing. You were amazing,” he whispered as he held her tight.

“I could feel Rowena’s feelings washing over me,” she said.

“I could feel Salazar’s as well. I think it brought us closer,” he added.

“I love you Severus,”

“And I lover you Hermione,”

They kissed tenderly. Holding one another close as they drifted off to sleep.

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At the Burrow, Harry sat at Ron’s window watching the stars twinkling like diamonds. He looked over at his best friend snoring away, completely unaware of the events that were currently unfolding around him.

‘I can feel it. Hermione and Snape will be discovered. I only hope Susan and I can correct the mistakes that Godric and Helga made,’ Harry thought.

He sighed as he picked up one of Godric’s journals and turned to an entry Harry had marked.

April 6th

It has been twenty years since I last heard anything on Salazar. Rowena is becoming more and more distant as of late. I fear she grows weary of living here at Hogwarts without Salazar.

Did Helga and I make the right decision requiring Rowena and Salazar all those years ago? I like to think we did, but the words Rowena said to me nearly twenty-five years ago when I confronted her about their relationship, keep echoing in my mind

“You’re just jealous because you haven’t found love like the kind Salazar and I have,”

I have since found that kind of love, as has Helga. Were we wrong?

Harry closed the journal and looked back at the stars. “Yes Godric, you and Helga were wrong,”

T.B.C