Labyrinth

Chapter 9

They had spent a great deal of time gasping for breath, holding one another's sweat-covered bodies following this. She let her head rest on his shoulder while his fell on her own head, sighing together.

"You should go check on your corporeal body," he said.

She hummed in response, not wanting to move. He moved away from her, and she protested by grabbing his bare shoulder. His eyes met hers, and he smirked, "Come now, we have to continue on. We can have another break later."

His eyes glittered at her mischievously, and she finally relented. "Fine. But I'll be right back."

Pushing her way out of his mind, she did not bother dressing her mental self as she knew she would, or at least should, still be clothed in the real world.

Just as she suspected, she was still clothed, lying in the recliner that she had transfigured for comfort, thankful for that even more so now that she felt extremely weak, her body drenched in sweat and her trousers soaked through. Letting herself breathe for a moment, she pulled herself out of the chair and quickly made herself a glass of water. After she drank, she pulled her clothes off and cast a cleaning charm on her body. It wasn't as good as a shower, but it would do for now.

She pulled fresh clothes on from her bag, as well as a bag of crisps to eat. Her strength was clearly diminished by the power she used not only to enter the unconscious man's mind but to have mind-blowing sex with him as well.

Considering his body before her as she ate, she wondered just how he would feel once he regained all his memories. Then she began to wonder if what she had done was taking advantage of him... and she felt awful. It was an odd scenario to explain outright, even to herself. They hadn't really had sex. His body was three feet away from where hers had been, and they hadn't even been truly touching. But their consciousnesses had met in an intimate way that she was unsure anyone had ever met.

"Do people fuck via Legilimens?" she wondered aloud. If they didn't, they should. It had undoubtedly been the best sex of her life, though her experiences were few and far between. Perhaps that was merely the problem of the individuals she had slept with, though and had nothing to do with the fact that it was done within a person's mind.

Shaking her head, she finished her second cup of water and left the room to use the bathroom. Thankful she hadn't run into anyone, she quickly re-entered the room, lay in her recliner, and pulled out her wand.

"Legilimens."

As though his mind were her own, she found him almost immediately. Unfortunately, his clothes were back on his body, though somewhat dishevelled. She was thankful he had left his thick robes on the ground, now only clad in his black trousers and white button-up.

"Welcome back," he said as she approached him. Her attire was more muggle-like than her previous outfit: jeans and a loose maroon t-shirt.

"I told you I wouldn't be long," she smiled.

He offered her his arm, and she took it; their arms linked as they continued down the maze.

"Severus, I have to confess something." Biting her lip after she said it.

"You regret what happened?" he almost immediately said, and she felt him start to pull away, but she tightened her grip on him.

"What? No! Absolutely not. No, I just fear that once you discover how you know me throughout our venture in your memories, you will come to regret it yourself."

His face contorted somewhat in thought. "Is it truly that bad?"

She considered this, "Well... I think you may think so. At least, the you I used to know. The you I am getting to know here is very different."