Of Masks and Mirrors (II)
Chapter 13 of 34
Ariadne AWSHermione returns to Grimmauld Place, looking for answers. She does not expect to find Severus Snape. Best Fanon Het (Quill-to-Parchment, Round 2). Runner-up ~ Best HG/SS, 2006 OWL Awards.
A/N: Enjoy...
The ring of seven black pearl-sized dots was filling, from the center outward, with a small black roiling cloud.
His eyes glittered - empty, save for a terrible, patient hunger.
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His hunger would not be denied.
In one fluid, feral movement, he was on her – trapping her hand, straining her shirt open, eyes staring at her mark with fierce, desperate need, her skin flaring to life, his gaze drawn inexorably to the symbol emblazoned on her chest – powerful, possessive, and permanent.
“Mine,” he growled, leaning in, lowering his mouth to the cloud swirling on her skin, a turbulent oasis of potential, of promise.
His voice slid through her, her nerves resonating in harmonic response. She arched in primal offering, the slow, starving insistence of his lips thundering in her heartbeat, his fingers a ring of bruising desperation on her skin. Her hands flew to his face, a wild grasp at balance, at completion.
And they fell, hard, to the floor.
His weight slamming into her, his hair grazing her skin, his mouth demanding on her mark, she enfolded him to her chest, hands firm, gentle, merciless, on his head, knotting in his hair - inciting him, gentling him, discordant, lost, subsumed by fury, pity, fear, and desire, clawing, raking the thick wool on his shoulders in a paradox of mercy and terror as he drew her skin in his mouth, his teeth rough on her skin, the pressure building -
His need unrelenting, insatiable; its satiety forbidden, his hand dove, grasping her hair, wrapping it around his wrist, firmly, holding her trembling just this side of pain.
“I-” his voice breaking
Her hands on his shoulders, down his arms, drawing his full weight onto her, yielding, trapped, secure, safe –
-- he caught himself before, just before, he crushed her, and he tightened his grip in her hair.
“Hermione,” a simmering moan, “I’m dying.” His hands in her hair, clenching, his shoulders shaking. “I want to. I – want – to - die.”
Her breath a desert wind in his eyes: “I won’t let you.”
“How dare you…” he growled.
Her expression fathomless, ancient, newborn, she drew his eyes to hers by force of will alone. “Because,” she said, twisting his hair around her fingers in a dark echo of her own habit, “you asked me – begged me – to - ”
Her fingers knotted around one strand of his hair, she yanked once, hard, sharp, before spreading her hands on his face, pulling him to her, murmuring, “The small pain makes a good distraction, Severus. I learned that from you.”
Eyes blazing, open, aching, he bent and brushed her lips, persuading, hands brushing, burning, down her neck, her shoulders, to the bare skin, dancing, trailing to buttons, through fabric, falling open, delicate, smooth, summer, hot, palm pressed on skin, firmer, farther, grasping her hip, pulling, possessing possessed –
- she rising, body supple, fingers delicate, determined, eager, a button, and another, another, wool, linen rough on fingertips breaking, breaching, taboo, pausing, then -
- her fingers, cool, burning, enflamed, tracing, encircling, spiraling, hypnotic, mesmerizing, a slow firm persistent inevitable balm over his heart, palm pressed, seeking, forgiving, demanding, turning him over, sideways, down, so -
- her mouth over his heart, tongue following fingers, sliding, slippery, downwards, his eyes fluttering shut, captive, enslaved, every soft button a release, a confession, an absolution, linen scraping, exposed, air, a chill, a breath, her skin, warm, a consolation, a problem, a philosophy, a solution -
- resolution, dissolution, innocence, discovery, wonder, knowledge, awe, escalation, rising, falling, rising, building, need, force, shaking, desire, pain, negation, no, pleading, hope, no, belief, faith, no, please, please, then - crashing, spinning, tumbling, falling, softly, boneless, wordless…
… stillness… silence… softness… awareness…
Yes.
The fire died, slowly, to low, basking coals. The glow of the parchment at the other end of the room flared a violent orange. A flash of ozone, then the light fell slowly, fading, bathing the room in a slow, steady heartbeat - an emanation the color of old blood.
Her head back on the hearth, his hair a black waterfall across her eyes, skin cooling, air drying the sweat on their bodies, she did not see the glow, did not think of its import.
Holding him, collapsed, heavy, breathing, in her arms, Hermione smelled rain.
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Breathing her skin, lips bruised, aching, pressing a soft kiss on her neck –
- and he could move. Trailing his fingertips across her mark, still swirling, rising up, propped on an elbow, a kiss on the small dark circle a hint of promise, a tinge of despair, a breath sharp with life, he chuckled, low, throaty.
She turned, blinking lazily, to watch him.
His eyes sated coals, nudging her chin aside with his head to paint a trail of dark velvet whispers on her collarbone.
She brought one hand up, weakly, entranced, to trace his back, lean, sharp, taut.
He raised his head to look at her. Finding his voice, he murmured, “Why?”
“I had a choice. I made it,” she breathed, nestling closer to him.
Another chuckle.
His arm brushed the mark on her chest, and the Dark Mark flared to life.
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230 Reviews | 5.53/10 Average
Such an amazing, complex story. Hate to see it unfinished, but maybe it will be someday. Faith, right? Thank you, for writing such beautiful tales..
Any chance you'll be able to finish this ? It's such a suspense story, just working up to the climax! I've enjoyed Tayet very much - you have a way with animals.
Response from Ariadne AWS (Author of A Walking Shadow)
...It was finished in '06; I've just not finished uploading it to this site; RL has utterly intervened in my time on fic archives. I think you might be able to find it if you poke around the internet. :)Thanks for reading!
Response from Ariadne AWS (Author of A Walking Shadow)
Hi,
oh this thin line between light and shadow, between earnesty and laughing about the irony, about the funny side of everything.
I am glad he still has his sense of humour.
yes, that woman is the road to hell, but she plasters it with lots of genious and wits and love and passion and fun and perfection.
one really feels how they deserver and need each other.
I like your Snape, may he be non-canon or not. He is adorable.
He was curious to learn about what the Mirror hat revealed her.
Interesting, how Molly took her death sencence.
Always worrying about her family, and now it is her she has to worry about. But it seems she doesn't, or does she?
She couldn’t deny the truth. “I still hate it,” she muttered.
“Good. Use that hatred, when the time comes,” he said. “It will keep you whole.”
I find his advice here very very good and not for nothing I am sure. He is really concerned about her staying whole. He is adorable. also to be seen when he explains about making unforgivables... It is always " am already bruised, so I will do it for you, he did it for Draco, he does it for Hermione, he is a good person indeed.
it's not done because it cannot be done."
Minerva looked at Dumbledore's portrait. "So naturally you had to try."
I love your sense of humour. makes the dark story lighter, more human more alive.
What a brilliant plan!! You are grand.
Let Pettigrew get imperioused, do the job, and 2 Horocruxes are done. great!!
I bet this works out! it sounds just soo clever.
"She seemed to scowl back"... that made me laugh!! Oh sodding Severus makes a big deal out of her trunk entering his bedroom or not. Her entering his real life or not.I can not quite follwo him here. he lives under the same roof with her. he spent a night in the hiding room with her. he shars his mind or her mind when entering there, he shares the knowledge ot her and his death and how and almost when. Where is the problem in sharing a room or a bed, porperly?I have no idea.he expains it with wait...his rigid sense of honour, his saftey net. all right o,k,. but, still, not so understanable. and then he let her choose. Why? she had already, hadn't she.Her responce : "I'd only hit you with it anyway " was rather taking the tenseness away. good idea. and much more natural than anyhting.And thank you thank you thank you for letting us peek at the soo necessary conversation between McGonagall and Dumbledore.tehe.He solved the problem of how to make her trust in Hermiones source without giving it away or giving to much information brilliantly. Trust her Arithmancy? well, if so, then you must only know, that it can only work with the correct information.Good idea of yours!!As so many others are and were.keep up the good job!!
Response from salvamea (Reviewer)
oh, and I agree with the other reviewer!! not being able to finish reading this WOULD be tragic!or anything like that.
What did he offer to put lower?
His hair?
What had happened? I must have missed quite a bit here.
But The Poenix Tears were healing or fixing someting, this much I know.
And Tayet is fully grown, this I also know.
You descirbe it all so marvellously. it is a real pleasure to read it.
Never blunt, or plump. always a little transcendent, like a little behind a veil, weaving your words in a poetical, philosophical way. very interesting.
thank you for sharing!
he let Voldy bind Wormtail to him. Sounds clever. he is glad about it, so it must be of use for him.
Hermione wanted Wormtail, now she has him.
Still am in the dark about how that would help. But it MUST! please...
Their interrupted lovescene got even more intense after the new developements, it seems to me.. phew. quite a scene.
i wonder why she wanted him in these robes. Everyone would have expected her to be absolutely turned off, but no.
Maybe a chance to dis-charm the brutal character of the deatheater uniform.
What will he do about his new task? find her and bring her to me? he will do that? and when and how? and what will happen there and then?
awful.
I am glad I still can click on to the next chapter. But soon enough I will up to date, and then I will have to wait as patiently as ... Tayet for her feathers to grow?
You mentionted it would be some 30 more?
Happy as I am to hear that, I am also eager to hear that the next 30 will not last for 2 years? got a plan? anything?
the whole chapter was soo funny.
especially McGonnagalls reaction on finding out that Dumbledore was well aware of the going ons and awake for quite a while!! her being furious. I would love to hear THAT conversation!!
hope she gives him her piece of mind!! ha!
and seeing Severus so playfull, and right in the middel of a wonderful seduction HE the bloddy VOLDY comes to summon him. Bad timing.! But what would one expect of the person who has no heart, seven souls and none of them good.
bah.
And he is soo close ..shiver...
Your Tayet is just soo adorable.
How she reads the one persons thoughts and acts in their behalf. I love these scenes. touching.
Is she really just one day old? cant belive how much had happened in this very short time.
So many revellations.
Horrible, to know that you have to die, from the hands of someone you love, and that this willl be a gift too, and that all has to be in a certain timetable or connected to some progresses. awful. unbelievable.
They found the Trapping Spell. and he has to cast it. and either he kills her then, or he will die. also horrible.
She says they bloddy well are the main charactes in this story. well, I think they are both right.
Voldy and Harry on the front line, Hermione and Severus doing the mind-work in the back. both lethal.
I also like your Mrs Black, she is quite tamed now, and her Rommy - I want to know what is going on in the library - game... just sweet.
how sweet, Arthur wants to join his Molly in death. He is soo sweet.
I do so hope that he will not have to. and that she will not have to do this.
Hermione saying farewelll to her parents. what a bitter jounrey, a what she will call her last visit. bruta. so sad.
he has no one to say goodbye to.
Minverva is writing letters.
Hagrid? well, he will say good bye to G....
Molly has her family around.
Very touching scenes.
and Severus asking her to come home, oh so sweet.
Now please be quick, and show us what happens at 2 o'clock!!
please!!
What does he mean with his appearance.
have faith!
She worked that out already!!
And how dare he say anything about their "relationship" whatever it may be.
He is so mixed in it, the planner and plotter and everything.
grr.
At least he gave Severus his blessings. sort of.
And he made away with the awful thing hanging between them about his death and guilt or not guilt.
I liked that. Him thanking Severus.
That was the best about his visit, Ifeel.
ah, so they have to take the Horocrux itemst with them through the veil. But how does she mean that they don't have to die then? er?
coming back isn't possible, I thought?
Hagrid will have to kill Nagingi, did I get this right?
Hermione has to give Severus time to run, and when all is done, and Nagini dead, and Harry seperated form his Scar then
HE will KILL HERMIONE??
WHAT IS THAT!???
Why? what for?
Did he make an unbrakable Vow?
About her in person? or about the person he would find fit for the job. And with whom did he make the vow?
urgh, that is soo ugly.
This man!!!
poor Minerva, she took it like a really powerful strong Lady.
wow.
I don't understand. The deatheaters are trying to kill all those who could free or undo the horocruxes? But if they do,then the Horocuxes will be destroyd, I thought?
So it must be the way the people die, that destroys the Horocruxes?
Still in the dark about that.
And poor Hermione had to be veeery strong here. "In what position is he?" well, very often inside her .. mind...
nice chapter again.
It’s not actually impossible to lie about love to someone who has the evidence of your broken soul emblazoned over her heart, but it really is the height of bad taste.
I can't belive it!
He took her on the floor, then, when she cried these black tears? I didn't realise. oops.
and now he wants her love to be safed, but can not provide any love of his own. Tragic.
good hit, Hermione.
I am all caught up now, having somehow lost track of this story. The complications just suck the reader in, don't they? You have to work at understanding, but only because it's richly complicated and savoury. I do hope you come back and finish it.
I love your words are like slow drops of rain....wonderful!! Your Snaape already makes me cry....Alan Rickmans face as he is portraying Severus killing Dumbledore is one of the saddest scenes ever. you have beautifully captured the afetr effects...
I love it I already LOVE it!!
Now things really begin to heat up.
I know Tayet will play a crucial role (hopefully in keeping Hermione alive and/or healing Severus' torn soul that he be able to love again) before all this is done.
Brilliant idea to drop the Horcruxes through the veil. I hope Wormtail's prosthetic hand will be able to pierce it since it is not living flesh, only animated by Voldemort's magic and Wormtail's intent. I suppose intent is the key word here.
Wonderful update, I was beginning to wonder if I would get the chance to finish reading this beautifully written story, because not to would have been a tragedy.
I am completely in love with this story. Thanks for the wonderful update, I can't wait for more.
Phoenix magic is very powerful. :)
Very good, Love the new Phoenix. Looking forward to more.
I think this chapter is key to everything that follows. It's taken a while, but I think I get it. The inclusion of Hermanubis as a healer made the formula so perfect there could not be one name as a solution...it had to be both, but not either/or...it had to be you in the plural. But, because the whole is much greater than the sum of the parts, the prediction of death went up in flames and the phoenix was born. This inverted the passion, desperation, and sacrifice of the formula and its conclusion on the parchment into the faith, hope, and love represented in the phoenix. It is so perfect the way Tayet reflects both the light and the dark of Herminone and Severus combined. Severus' despair, but at the same time rejecting it by tearing off his many-buttoned frockcoat. The spontaneous appearance of both Hermione's and Severus' patronuses. Awe, playfulness, healing, and nurturing. Hermione going back to planning and researching, taking charge, and sending Severus to collect fireflys (nurturing). This is story telling at its best.
Funny, poignant, and a phoenix.
"I'm to stay here while I research. Um...uninterrupted....orders....I have orders."
"It's an acquired taste"...."Dark, bitter, enervating." Sounds a lot like "tall, dark, and brooding."
The agony of getting the formula to work and the wait.....almost unbearable.
The wonder of the birth of a new phoenix....beautiful
Funny, poignant, and a phoenix.
"I'm to stay here while I research. Um...uninterrupted....orders....I have orders."
"It's an acquired taste"...."Dark, bitter, enervating." Sounds a lot like "tall, dark, and brooding."
The agony of getting the formula to work and the wait.....almost unbearable.
The wonder of the birth of a new phoenix....beautiful