Senses

Chapter 60

AN: Many apologies for the delay, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Kind Regards-R

A deep moan left the back of Severus' throat. The image of an angel below him, her face twisted with pure pleasure. His body moved on its own, rocking in time with the rhythm that had created so many generations. He could feel her heat, her breath on his ear, his name whispered with slurred bliss.

It felt so real, like reliving a vivid memory. His entire body burned with pleasure he'd never felt before. Like his soul was being cradled in a soft embrace. It was impossible to describe but his heart beat stronger with every stroke. His eyes fell deep into golden flecked chocolate, his lips brushing against those that whispered his name.

His arms wrapped tighter around her frame as his body began to tighten near the precipice. The entire world around him feeling brighter yet tunneled all at the same time.

It was just as he was about to reach heavenly bliss that his world shifted in an instant. The dream turned cold and dark in a breath, his body growing impossibly heavy. His head turned down, his eyes growing wide as he looked into the glazed look of his previous lover.

Hermione's mouth moved, but the only sound that came forth was a deep choking sound, a noise taken from a memory. His arms cradled her to his chest, one wrapped around her back while the other cradled her head in his palm. Fire burned around them, muffled screams off in the distance. The reality of the dream hit his chest hard, like a bullet to the heart.

Her face looked so young, so innocent. Fear and regret laced the corners of her eyes. Yet what hurt the worst, was the bravery left in the center, glimmering like one last hope. Confusion began to twist her brows and though he could feel himself speaking to her, he couldn't hear his own words. Blood was starting to bubble up her throat, spilling over the corner of her lips as she still tried to speak to him.

"Am...Am I...?"

"No..." His words burned his lips, echoing in the silence that seemed to hone in on the moment. He knew he was lying to her, a devious endeavor. He didn't know to whom he was trying to console.

"I-I...I'm cold..." Her fingers that laid curled under her chin from his hold flexed, trying to reach out towards him. He only held her closer.

"I'm here...I'll keep you warm..."

"I know..."

A soft smile ticked at the corner of her blood-stained lips, her eyes growing softer as she lost her strength to keep him in focus. His heart was screaming for him to do something but his dream-self was locked in place. Frozen by the painful image before him.

He watched the last of the light leave her eyes, the only thing that had managed to pass her lips before her last breath was his name, whispered like a lover's caress. Her body grew heavier, and despite as hard as he tried, he couldn't raise her up, couldn't move. Frozen in the pain that had wrapped around his frame.

Severus woke with a sharp jolt. His eyes snapping open to darkness. A sharp sneer crawled over his lips as he felt the results of the beginning part of his dream. It had been decades since he'd found himself in such a misfortunate incident but his wandless magic instantly cleared away his sin.

A sharp push removed him from the bed where a soft groan and muted rustle of fabric told him that he'd not been alone. A spared glance reassured him that he'd not woken her before he moved towards the bathroom. His body was wound tighter than a drum, every muscle in his body screaming.