Unexpectedly Expecting

4: A Lakeside Tryst

The moon shone full and bright upon the Black Lake, giving off her ethereal witchy light upon them. Hermione held Severus's hand in hers as they walked hand in hand to the lake from the direction of the Great Hall.

Severus looked down at himself. "Intriguing choice, this scenario. A Hogwarts student again."

Hermione laughed, "I still can never tell whether or not you are being literal or joking. But, I like late teen you. You look slightly less dour."

He smirked. "I will take that as a backhanded compliment, witch."

The Black Lake opened up before them, and they took off their school cloaks, and laid on them looking up at the stars in the sky; their hands found one another, and their fingers laced together.

"How many times have you seen Voldemort do this to witches?" She asked.

He looked at her, and admitted, "He has been doing this from the start of the war. I was never chosen to participate in this...theater until tonight, and that was only to show his displeasure in my previous divided loyalties."

Hermione's eyes widened. "Wait, so you killed your boss on his own orders? Why? Your memories are telling me now that he kept you out of Azkaban. I don't understand."

Severus tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. "It is a complicated story that involves your friend Potter."

Hermione nodded. "How long can we remain in each other's minds like this?"

"Not long. But I need to tell you the story after we...bond," He answered. "My older self...he...you have to help him through his issues."

Hermione's heart began to beat fast. "Wh--What are you saying, Severus? How are you so different from how you are here?"

He scooted closer to her until their faces were inches apart. "Because in here," He tapped his heart, "I have no doubts that I like you, Hermione. Bond to me. Be mine."

Hermione blushed. "Older you won't like that too much."

Severus brushed his thumb across her lips, "I don't care. You don't care either. In this moment, this time, I want you to do what I know you feel in your heart for me."

Hermione leaned in and brushed her lips against his. He drew back, and she had never felt so certain of anything in this life as she did in that moment: she knew they belonged to one another, and needed each other in this life and beyond. Severus nodded, and she nodded back.

He tangled his fingers in her hair, and suddenly his lips were on hers, their mouths loving over one another as their tongues sought each other out. Hermione moaned as he trailed his lips down her neck, and back to her lips. They continued to make out as they slowly undressed one another until he used his fingers and mouth to bring her to one of the best orgasms she ever had.

"I should do the same for you," She commented.

Severus chuckled, "Later, lioness."
"Alright."

He kissed up her body, making sure to explore each of her sensitive areas, including her nipples. Hermione arched her back as he licked and toyed with the tips of her nipples as she felt him tease the edges of his teeth to lightly graze each nipple.

"Ahh. Oh my...That feels soo good."

Severus popped his head up, winking, his expression mischievous. He kissed up her chest, to her collarbone, the hollow of her throat, and back to her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck as their mouths moved over one another, tongues molding to each other as they kissed.

Severus rested his forehead against hers, his breathing as erratic as hers. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

He stroked himself for her, and slowly slid inside her. Hermione cried out from the twinge of pain, of using muscles that she never knew were there. Severus withdrew, and then slid back in slowly, back and forth, until it began to feel...really good actually.

"Are you alright?"
"Yes."
"Good."

After that, there was no talking, just instinct as they kissed passionately and moved as one in the oldest dance of all. They brought each other to completion over and over again, uniting, bonding their magic, their bodies, their very souls and hearts, until their minds disconnected, and they were back in Malfoy Manor once more....

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Back To Reality...

Severus

Miss Granger's eyes met his once the deed was all said and done. There was a question in hers that he honestly could not answer. A commotion began as Draco foolishly started up a diversion beside his father.

"Go, you two! We'll handle this!" Lucius ordered.

Severus knew better than to question things. He magically dressed in his robes, and the girl dressed in her gown and robe, and slippers. Thank Merlin, he had the foresight to pack her purse and wand in his robes.

He freed Miss Granger from the satin bed, and handed her her vine wrapped wand.

"But...How?"
"No time, witch. Let's go!"

She nodded, and they fought deatheaters left and right as they made their way out of the magically enhanced parlor into the mansion properly.

They were halfway towards the gardens when she remembered something, "Wait! What about the other girls?? My friend Ginny Weasley, she's a prisoner as well. We have to free them...Severus."

Severus groaned. Godsdamn Gryffindors and their self righteous recklessness! He put up a strong protego charm, and scowled, "We don't have time to save your little friends!"

She shot off a reducto curse at a fat witch, and shouted over the noise of the fighting, "Fine! But we're contacting the Order of the Phoenix! No exceptions!"

Severus smirked. "Very well. Let's get out of here first before we contact Dumbledore's fan boy club. Or is that asking for too much, Princess?"

Hermione smirked back. "Nope, fine by me, Snake Prince. It's your fault I'm sore between my legs after all."

"Touche."

They made their way to the gardens, and just as a jelly legs curse was shot their way, Severus pulled Miss Granger into the hedge maze where the center gazebo was beyond the disapparition shields. Once at the gazebo, he grabbed her, and turned on the spot to travel to the only safe house that was safe from even the Order of the Phoenix: Prince Manor itself in far off Northumberland....