The Beach House

10

****SMUT ALERT - NOT A LOT AS I'M NOT PARTICULARLY GOOD AT IT BUT IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT THEN JUST MOVE ALONG TO THE NEXT CHAPTER! *****

Severus held the young witch in his arms and looked deeply into the rich pools of her caramel coloured eyes. They were full of honesty and promise and he knew she was giving herself to him willingly and from that moment onwards she would be forever his.

With ease she divested herself of her top and bra and stood before him quite unabashed for him to feast on her bare breasts. At her signal he pulled his white t-shirt over his head and discarded the unwanted item onto the floor. Skin to skin he felt the heat rising from her and his breath quickened. His hands fell to her shorts and running his fingers down to the elastic of her silken knickers underneath he pulled them both down in one swift movement. Hermione gasped as he left her completely naked, the air around her, brushing her damp sex. He removed the rest of his own clothing, his black obsidian eyes, flecked with silver and full of desire and lust not leaving hers for one moment. He held her head and kissed her sensually, easing her back onto the bed and laying over her. His fingers reached for the pert nipples, teasing and stroking and then with his head bowed he took one sensational bud into his mouth making Hermione throw back her head and gasp.  Having satisfactorily laved one he moved onto the other and the witch thought she might explode in pleasure. 

His fingers then sought out her most intimate region; the slick folds of her labia easily moving to allow him access to her pink thrumming clitoris.  Like winning a treasure hunt, Severus looked at her in awe and pure wonder.  His head dipped to claim his prize.  His tongue caressed and licked, nibbled and stroked her pink nub, causing her sweet juices to flood his mouth which he drank back greedily.  Her breath drew more ragged and she twisted the sheet between her fingers as she neared her growing orgasm.  Sensing she was nearly at the point of no return Severus moved up over her body and with one swift movement had entered her with his throbbing girth.  Four, maybe five thrusts and his guttural cry of release joined her screaming out his name as they both came together, his seed filling her deeply, their hearts beating in unison.

"Gracious." He said, after a few moments, finally able to catch his breath, smiling as he kissed her lips. "That was amazing.  You're amazing". He moved to lay on his side, worried about being a dead weight on her.  Hermione was still coming down from her sex high and could find no words to explain how she felt.  A single tear fell from her eye.

"Baby what's wrong?" Asked Severus, wiping her tear away with his thumb, suddenly confused and worried.

She shook her head and took in a deep gulp of air and then she smiled at him, her eyes glistening.  She took his head in her hands and kissed him gently.  "Nothing" she whispered "It was absolutely perfect.  Thank you.  No one's made me feel like that before."

He hugged her to him, relieved that nothing was wrong and her tears were just a release of emotion.  He kissed her and held her tightly, enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking.  After a while, still entwined in each other they slept soundly until well into the afternoon. 

Upon waking, they talked and kissed and caressed and made love again, this time less hurried or urgent but enjoyable and totally satisfying nevertheless.  Eventually, both satiated they showered and went downstairs to make some sustenance.

Just as they were sat drinking tea on the wooden patio they heard a 'pop' and Harry and Draco appeared.

"What ho!" Said Draco, smiling at the pair.

"What are you grinning like a buffoon for?" Asked Severus, with a raised eyebrow.

"Nothing." Replied Draco, still with a broad beam on his face "It's just, well.... we came by earlier and we....er... decided 'not to be knocking with the chalet a-rocking'!" He laughed "You two really ought not forget your silencing charms. I thought your neighbour was going to have a stroke. Really Godfather, I expected better of you" he laughed and winked at Severus. Hermione flushed a bright shade of scarlet from her neck upwards. Harry turned slightly, trying not laugh.

"If you are quite finished Mr Malfoy" Hissed Severus with a sternness that took the three younger wizards right back to their days at Hogwarts where Professor Snape had taken pleasure in scaring the living daylights out of both pupils and quite often staff alike.

"Right" Said Harry, trying to restore some order "I went to Hogwarts earlier and spoke to Minerva. She said she'd heard of similar happenings in the past but couldn't really recall any specific cases so she took me to the restricted section in the library. The only thing we could find was a small piece in a book written by a bloke called Millenius Woodworme. He'd written of something called an 'Empathetic Time Slip'. It's apparently very hard to recreate; it happens maybe only once or twice every few hundred years."

"But how does it occur?" Asked Hermione, sitting forward and listening intently.

"Well I'm coming to that" replied Harry "I've charmed a copy onto parchment. Here". He handed Hermione the scroll, which she opened and read quickly then passed to Severus. "Think of the Mirror is Erised combining with the power of The Resurrection Stone.  Such an object was made by a wizard called Arthrulius Gauntwig several hundred years ago.  It was called Gauntwig's Revelator.  But it wasn't enough just to own the Revelator; you'd need other contributing factors to come together to make it work." He then looked earnestly at Hermione. "I think being in this place, with it's so many happy memories of your parents, it helped to start the workings of the The Revelator.  We just need to find a physical object; something with great sentimental value."  He pushed his glasses up his nose and raked his hand through his hair as was his usual habit when he was thinking. "I don't think this chalet alone is it."

Silence fell in the room until Severus seemed to have an 'Eureka' moment.  "The mirror Hermione! That old mirror of your parents.  Didn't you say it was the last thing your parents bought?"

"Yes" she said,  nodding vehemently "They bought it about a month before the Great Battle.  It was the last time I came here before they died.  They were so proud of it but I thought it was hideous but I couldn't bear to get rid of it once they'd gone." They all walked towards the mirror hanging on the wall next to the kitchenette. "But Harry, I've been here with the mirror for many years and nothing odd has happened.  Why now?"

"Severus" replied Harry simply "Severus is the catalyst in all this." He smiled from one to the other, and blowing out a slow breath. "I'm not sure what level your relationship is at, but it would appear Professor Snape here is the linchpin to making The Revelator work. You were obviously meant to be together.  It's telling us that you're soul mates."