Christmas Fun

I've made an attempt at smut in this chapter, so hopefully its not too bad and you will enjoy it.

All canon characters belong to JKR

Thanks as always to June whose help is more than greatly appreciated.

Chapter 7 – Christmas Fun.

Two days passed and much to Lucius' disappointment, he was still unable to get Ginny alone. Severus did indeed attempt to place a body bind on the two young men, but each time he went to reach for his wand, Hermione would eye his hand suspiciously, as though she knew just what he was up to.

On Severus' suggestion, Lucius joined him in the mornings down in the dungeons so that his fingers could also become nimble.

It was now Christmas morning, or had been for several hours. The Snape children were playing with their magical toys, while Albus and Minerva watched. Everyone else began to plan their day.

Severus invited Hermione on a private picnic. Knowing that Crooks was far away, and making sure he oversaw the picnic basket being prepared, the food never leaving his line of vision, Severus knew that this time things would turn out better.

He met Hermione in the courtyard beneath their rooms. They walked hand-in-hand into the woods, happy to have some time alone. Instead of going to the same spot of the terrible first picnic, they decided to go a bit further, which turned out to have an even more beautiful view of the mountains. While the Count's charms and spells kept the snow at bay within the castle's boundaries, they had to cast warming spells over themselves, so that they wouldn't need to bundle up against the cold.

"Severus, this is gorgeous," said Hermione, as she wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.

Severus dropped the basket and kissed her.

"The view is spectacular, isn't it?" he stated.

Hermione moved to face him and kissed him.

"And so...private." Hermione wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"Are you suggesting..."

"Strip!" Hermione attacked him like a woman who hadn't seen a man in several years. They toppled over and fell to the ground. Severus fell on his back while Hermione began to unbutton his shirt. Between having guests, and Severus' incident with the Stupefy spell, they'd hardly had any time to have sex. Forget foreplay and making love at this point, Hermione needed some throw-down heavy-duty animal sex.

"Just rip it, rip it off me!" yelled Severus as he began to pull Hermione's jumper over her head as she straddled him. "No bra, Mrs. Snape?"

His own shirt came open, as buttons flew everywhere. Hermione reached down and quickly unbuttoned his trousers; much to her joy, Severus wore no boxers today. She took hold of his cock and began stroking him fast.

"Ah, slow down, I don't want to finish before we start." Severus pushed her long skirt up to her waist and was rewarded with a lovely view of her V-shaped patch. "No knickers either, Mrs. Snape?" He loved it when she was hungry for him.

Hermione squeezed him, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from him. She positioned herself just above his now weeping cock and slid down slowly.

"Oh, Severus, that feels so good." She moaned as she slid her hands around his shoulders.

"Mmm...I missed this." Severus shrugged out of his shirt and cupped her breasts. He squeezed them lightly, before he leaned down and took her taut nipple in his mouth.

Hermione arched into him and began rotating her hips, grinding herself into him.

"Lie back, Severus; I need more, I need faster, harder," she said breathlessly.

Severus gave her nipple one last nibble and lay on his back. He pushed his trousers further down. The grass felt good on his back. The sensation of the cool grass and his wife's warm body above him was like heaven. He grabbed hold of her hips and began to thrust hard into Hermione. She leaned forward and met each thrust enthusiastically. Severus looked into her eyes and remembered the first day they met after she graduated from Hogwarts. He knew the moment he'd seen her at that bookstore that she would be his wife.

"I love you, Hermione. I love you so much," he said. He felt himself on the verge of orgasm. It had been days since they were close like this, much too long for both of them.

Hermione caressed his cheek with her soft hands.

"Severus, my love," she said as she felt tears forming in her eyes, knowing that had she gone back to that small bookstore that summer day looking for her handkerchief, she would never had run into him. It was fate that had brought them together that day, and she thanked the fates each and every day.

Severus' thrusts were coming faster and faster. He placed his thumb on her clit and rubbed it gently.

"Don't stop, oh please, I'm so close," Hermione threw her head back and grabbed his hands, holding them tight against her hips as though she would float away from the pleasure she felt.

He felt her walls constricting all around him, milking him to his own completion.

He sat up, still holding her to him tightly. He felt her heartbeat against his chest and held her to him tighter. Finally, he felt her hands relax their hold, as her breathing slowed. They held each other for several moments, then Severus fell back to his former position on the ground, as Hermione lay on his chest.

"Now THAT was spectacular," said Hermione as she smiled and lifted her head to look down at him.

"Magnificent," Severus kissed the tip of her nose, "Much as I would love to stay like this all day, I think we should get our picnic started and perhaps continue this later at the castle?" Hermione giggled and stood up. Severus sat up and watched her fix her skirt and look for her jumper. He leaned forward to grab his trousers and pull them back up, when he noticed something odd.

"Hermione," he said.

"Yes?" She looked back at him, wondering what he was staring at on the ground.

"Does Count Heinrich import plant species from other parts of the world to his forest?"

"Yes, he had plants brought in from all over. He uses them for his potions. Why do you ask?" She wondered.

"Oh, no reason. By the way, we'll need to forget about the picnic today."

"Why?"

"I need to get back to the castle."

"What for?"

"For the balm I'll need to slather on my arse, BECAUSE I'M SITTING ON POISON IVY!"

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In the meantime, Ron and Neville decided to go into the small Bavarian village a few miles away from the castle, and bring back some of the sweet treats Bavaria was known for.

Lucius was able to follow Ginny out into the gardens. He hadn't spotted Harry since the green-eyed pain in his arse went up to his room, so Lucius decided now was a good chance to talk to the young woman.

Ginny was sitting on a bench in a small enclave, just near a pond to the side of the gardens. Lucius walked towards her quietly. He watched as Ginny gazed at the koi fish swimming around one another in the pond.

"Good morning, Miss Weasley," he said. Ginny jumped slightly. Noticing this, Lucius was quick to apologize. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

"No, its all right. I thought I was alone." She smiled.

"If you prefer, I can leave you to the fish." Lucius hoped she would not allow him to leave.

"Please, stay. I'd love some company, Mr. Malfoy." She mentally berated herself, knowing she was blushing and hoping he would not notice.

Lucius was very observant, as he did notice her blush. He sat next to her, leaving a bit of space between them.

"You may call me Lucius. May I call you Ginny?" he asked.

"You can call me anything you want. I mean, well, not anything. You can't call me harpy or a banshee or anything." 'Oh no, I'm babbling,' thought Ginny.

"And I don't really like my name Ginevra, well, I do, but I don't like to be called that." 'Merlin, stop me, I can't help it, he's going to think I'm crazy!' Wondering what had gotten into her, she finally managed to get her mind and mouth working in the proper order ... think first, then speak.

"I'm sorry, oh no, I must sound like a babbling idiot to you," she said as she covered her face with her hands and quickly stood to leave.

Lucius stood and caught her, then turned her to face him. He smiled softly, and cupped her face with his hand.

"I do not think you are a babbling idiot. In fact, Ginny, you quite take my breath away." Just as he was leaning his head down to kiss her lips, he heard the last thing in the world he wanted to hear at that moment.

Harry's voice.

"Ginny! Are you out here?" cried Harry from a distance.

Lucius stopped, and Ginny's closed eyes opened. The desire in her eyes evident to him.

"Would you join me for lunch at noon?" Lucius asked quickly.

Ginny sighed.

"Harry asked me to go flying with him at that time," she said, sounding disappointed.

"Tea, then?" asked Lucius hopefully.

"Neville," she said, rolling her eyes in disgust. The two young men had managed to manipulate all of her free time. At that moment she vowed that would change. Ginny decided that Lucius was someone she wanted to get to know better, and if that meant brushing off Harry and Neville, then so be it.

"Another time, then." Lucius gracefully took her hand and kissed it, then turned and walked away. 'This will not do,' he thought as he walked past a smiling Harry. He bowed his head politely and continued walking. 'That's right, smile all you can now, Potter. You'll be frowning soon enough,' he thought.

Lucius was a patient man. He would let Harry and Neville run themselves ragged vying for Ginny's attention. Judging by the look in her eyes when she had told him of her plans with the younger wizards, she was growing tired of their attention. She would come to him soon enough.

"What did Lucius want?" asked Harry once he caught up with Ginny.

"Honestly, Harry, can't I even have a conversation with someone without you badgering me about it? We were talking," she shot back angrily. It was all she could do to keep from hexing him. She had been so close to kissing Lucius. For days she had felt his lips on her own whilst she slept. This would have been her moment to see if they felt as soft as they did in her dreams, and Harry had ruined it.

"All right, don't get your knickers in a twist, I just wanted to know what you were doing with the old man," said Harry defensively. He knew the minute Ginny narrowed her eyes at him that it was the wrong thing to say.

Something inside of Ginny snapped. She balled her hand in a fist and swung at him with all she had. Instead of grabbing her fist and stopping her, his instinct kicked in and Harry ducked. Ginny's hand connected hard with the wall behind him.

"OW!!! Shit shit shit shit!" Ginny grabbed her hand and drew it to her chest, and fell down on the ground. "Damn you, Harry Potter! What's the matter with you?"

"Me? You just tried to punch me!" said Harry.

"Yes,I did! You're a man, aren't you? Can't you take a punch from a girl!" Tears were falling down Ginny's face. Her hand hurt like hell. She was sure there were several broken bones.

Harry bent down to help her up, only to be swatted away.

"Don't touch me, leave me alone," she snarled at him.

"Fine, I'm only trying to help."

"You should have thought of that before you ducked."

"You aren't serious? So you're saying my having a bloody nose would have made you feel better." Harry watched in confusion as Ginny got up and walked away.

"Yes!" she said over her shoulder as she stalked off.

"Well, do you still want to go flying later?"

Ginny stopped and turned. With her good hand, she allowed her own nimble fingers to give him the answer.

"Right, maybe tomorrow," Harry said to himself.

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I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I'll have more up soon.