Chapter 24

Finally we have come to the first very adult chapter. I hope you enjoy it.

After dinner, they wandered out onto the grounds. It was cold, but with their robes, it was comfortable. Severus did his ward checking, and then they walked down to the lake and sat on a bench to look at the water and watch the refection of the moon move across the lake. Occasionally, the merpeople would jump out of the water. Hermione and Severus sat holding each other and enjoying the peace.

"When will you begin to show Scorpius the memories?" she asked.

Severus squirmed a bit. Having the boy view his memories would not be a very comfortable thing. He would have to choose those that would horrify the child and yet not damage him.

"I should begin tomorrow, but I have not yet decided what to show him. I am uncomfortable about revisiting those days as well, Hermione. The past is best left in the past."

"Do you want me to go with you?" she asked in earnest, curious herself.

"No, please don't ask that of me. I do not want you to see what I truly was." He pulled her closer, and she could feel him trembling against her. "Much of it was horribly humiliating. Voldemort would make us grovel at his feet, and then he would torture us for his own pleasure. You might lose all respect for me."

"Severus, that would never happen. I respect you more for the torture you went through. I only want to be there to give you support as you relive these memories and allow you to see me and know that's not your life now. I want you to know that what awaits you outside the Pensieve is bright and wonderful." She pressed her check against his chest and held him tightly.

"I will think about it. Will you give me the choice without becoming angry if I can not bear you to see that time in my life?" he asked in a fearful voice.

"I will not be angry, Severus. There are parts of my life I don't want you to see either, but I would share them with you if it would make us closer or make you love me more. I know this will be difficult for Scorpius, too, and having a woman there might not work for him," she admitted. "Come on let's go to bed."

*****

Severus asked Minerva if he could magically enhance a corner of the Potion's classroom into an office so that he could work with Scorpius.

She looked a bit like Hermione had at the possibility of one of her teachers Obliviating a student. "Are you sure this is your only choice, Severus? He's a boy."

"Yes, he's a very dangerous boy. I will be careful with what I choose to show him. None of it will glorify Voldemort's powers in any way. I want to show him what loyalty to his grandfather means. In the meantime, Hermione and I will try the path of kindness and encouragement with him. We'll help him to have successes with his schoolwork. Maybe we can try something new this year...a contest for those who excel in Potion's. We have a few gifted children. This could very well give Scorpius school notoriety if he wins. He's a very lonely boy, much like I was as a child. Lonely and angry. If we can guide his energy into paths for good, he may change, Minerva."

"Severus, I am concerned but pleased that you would undertake the job of trying to rehabilitate Scorpius." It was more to his credit and showed her how much Severus Snape had changed. He'd always been rather selfish and out to watch his own hide before the war. Maybe Albus had done him a huge service after all.

Minerva said, "Take Albus' Pensieve. It will serve you well."

Severus stood and said, "Thank you, Minerva. I am concerned about the path Hermione and I have decided to take with Scorpius, but I do feel this is his only chance to make a choice for the better. But know that if he makes a move toward Hermione or myself again, I will take appropriate action."

Minerva nodded and watched him use his wand to adjust the weight of the Pensieve so he could carry it down to his office.

"Tread carefully, Severus. We do not want to create a new Voldemort."

"Believe me, Minerva, that boy will live a perfectly comfortable Muggle life before that happens."

She nodded. "Watch your back."

Severus said, "I will. Thank you for not sending me packing for having such a wild plan."

"Something has to be done. If anyone can do it, it's Hermione and you."

Severus gave her a slight bow and then swished away with his robes billowing behind him.

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By the time fifth hour arrived, he had his office "built," furnished, and ready to go.

Hermione stood with him to admire the room. It had a fine oak desk and a comfortable desk chair. There was a high-back chair for whomever he might be working with. There was a fireplace to warm the room when it was cold and shelves, with glass windows, filled with books from their living quarters. There was even an enchanted window that appeared to look out over the lake. It made the room light and comfortable.

Hermione sat in the chair and swung her one of her legs over the arm. "Hmm, I could think of a few things to do here," she teased him.

He grinned at her. "Only a few?" he questioned. "I can help you with those fantasies."

They heard the class entering the outer room. Hermione sighed and got up. As she passed Severus, she raised her fingers and ran them along under his chin. "Later," she promised. "We will christen your new office."

Severus' eyes grew bigger and his eyebrow arched. "I'll look forward to that." He had to stand there a bit to get himself under control. It didn't take much to turn him on.

*****

The class went pretty well. Scorpius worked with Albus, and Severus saw they shared a word here or there during their brewing time. There were no deadly glares from the boy today. When class was over, he hung around until everyone else had left.

Severus asked, "Can I help you, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Sir, I was wondering when we were going to start our lessons," he said, avoiding really looking at Severus.

Severus was pleased that he seemed to be at least interested enough to ask. "Tomorrow after school if that's okay with you," he answered.

Scorpius nodded. His eyes were wide with fear and excitement. "Thank you, sir. Madam." He nodded at Hermione and then hurried out of the room.

Hermione raised her eyebrow at Severus. "Dare we hope that was progress already?"

Severus said, "I will know when I can feel what kind of attitude he has toward the memories. Does he want to see them for ideas to enhance his magic to do more harm, or will he respond to people who actually give him respect and encouragement? We must not allow his benevolence to knock us off guard."

Hermione nodded as the next class of students started to filter in through the door.

Severus sighed. "I best be getting about my rounds."

Hermione watched him go and swore his shoulders slumped a bit. He already hated his other duties here, and she couldn't blame him. He was a teacher, not a security guard. She vowed to make him very happy tonight.

After dinner, Severus had to make a couple more rounds, so Hermione went back to their rooms and prepared herself for the evening. She bathed and scented her body, smoothing soft creams over it. She dried her hair into thick, long waves. She applied some make-up, and then she dressed. She left Severus a note with instructions. She then made her way to the new office, making very sure the classroom was locked and warded. It would not do to have a student come looking for them. She blushed just thinking about it. She settled herself into the high-backed chair with a good book to await her husband.

Severus, weary from rounds, entered the classroom, locked and warded it, and headed for their rooms. He found it empty. "Hermione," he called as he pulled off his outer cloak and unbuttoned his shirt at the neck. It was then he saw the note propped up on the table. He reached out and took the note and curiously opened it.

Severus, please take a bath, dress in your usual teachers' robes, and meet me in your office. Bring your old, grumpy self.

Severus stared at the last words and then grinned like a schoolboy. This night had possibilities after all.

He bathed carefully but quickly and dried his hair with his wand. It was a bit fluffy, but it shone with highlights and was getting quite long. He found he liked it. He shaved carefully and used a potion to soften his skin. He wondered what Hermione had in mind as he left their quarters and headed for his new office.

He opened the door and found her hidden behind a rather large book.

"Miss Granger, I did not give you permission to touch my books. I will just have to lengthen your detention for this evening," he said in his old, hard voice.

Hermione lowered the book a bit and batted her wide eyes at him. "Why, Professor Snape, what horrible detention do you have in store for me?" She stood and walked away from him and placed the book on a low shelf.

Severus stared. His mouth dropped open, and he felt himself get hard. Hermione had a ridiculously short school uniform on. As she bent, he was aware that she didn't have knickers on. She turned toward him, and her blouse was low and revealing. Her round breast tops were quite visible. She had altered the style so there wasn't much of a top in the first place; a tie hung around her neck, and small cape was draped over her shoulders.

"You are underdressed, Miss Granger," he said dryly. His voice was thick with sexual tension.

She came forward and took him by his cloak and pulled him close. "You're overdressed, Professor Snape." She pulled him down and kissed him, her tongue delving into his mouth.

He slipped his hand down her back and squeezed her naked buttock. She twisted away from him as she danced away. "That is unseemly behavior, Professor Snape. I just may have to punish you myself."

He looked on, intrigued. "What exactly did you have in mind, Miss Granger?" His eyes crinkled with his desire to laugh at her and take her where she stood.

He groaned, becoming very uncomfortable in his tight garments.

"Come stand before me, and I will show you what I can do for you. Grumpy old professors need a lesson or two in the giving of detention."

He came and stood before her. She unbuckled his trousers while he pulled off his vest and shirt. She released him, and he sighed with pleasure as her cool hands stroked his hot shaft. He found himself thrusting against her hand.

"You're an impatient professor, aren't you?" She walked to the chair and bent herself over it, placing her hands on the arms, her face toward the back of the chair. Her uniform skirt nearly vanished, leaving her bare and positioned. He could see her thatch of red hair glistening with the moisture of her arousal.

He came behind her and took himself in his hand and guided himself to her. She pushed back, impaling herself onto his shaft. They both groaned with pleasure. Severus placed his hands on her hips, drawing her closer and then pushing her away to draw himself partially out. They set about perfecting a rhythm to bring them to the heights of pleasure."

"Harder, Professor Snape," she cried. "Harder, Severus."

"Ah, Miss Granger, I will have to punish you for your impertinence." He was gasping as he neared his climax.

Hermione slammed herself back against him, pushing him deeper than he'd ever been and setting her orgasm off. She felt him fill her with his seed. He fell forward, planting his hands next to hers, covering her with his body, still inside her. He kissed her neck.

Hermione could feel his heart beating against her back. They both just stood there, trying to get their breaths. Finally Severus slipped his arms around her and they stood. He reached for his wand and cleaned them up. Then he slowly fondled her breast gently. "You're so beautiful."

"Now, Professor, it is time for your punishment."

She went to the chair and turned it toward him. She sat on the chair and placed one leg over each arm, spreading herself out for him. "Get down on your knees. You will pleasure me until I scream," she said sternly, though her eyes where full of mirth and desire.

He used his wand to create a thick kneepad and then went to his knees and slid his hand along her legs and up her thighs. He then bent to kiss a trail up the inside of her right thigh. He slipped his arms under her knees and around to pull her closer, and his tongue slipped inside of her as he pressed into her, and she pushed herself against his face and cried out with pleasure. His nose became a tool as it stimulated her nub, and he strove to reach deeper into her. She buried her hands in his hair, pulling his face closer. She felt herself ready to cum, and she screamed as he sucked her nub, bringing her over the edge. He came up and kissed her, and she tasted her musk on his face and tongue. He lowered his mouth to suck on her breasts. She felt him hard between her legs, so she moved closer to the edge of the chair and guided him inside her once again, clamping her legs around his body. They found this a bit awkward, so he drew her to the floor and took her hard and fast on the floor right between the chair and the desk. They were laughing when they climaxed, and Severus collapsed on her, summoning a blanket from their rooms to cover their cold backsides.

"Wife, you are a minx. I have to tell you, I never had a fantasy about one of my students, but I can't think of a more classic fantasy to re-enact with my beautiful wife. I thought I might have a heart attack when you bent over to put that book away."

She giggled. "I was shaking with desire for you just thinking about it today."

He held her close a moment. Then he climbed to his feet and pulled her to her feet, and they walked to their rooms. Sitting in a warm bath, Severus wrapped his legs around her. He loved holding her close, his hands sliding over her breasts with thick body soap.

Later, dressed in nightclothes, they sat cross-legged on the bed while they ate cheese and meat on bread and drank wine.

They talked about the next day and a little of what Severus had decided to do during Scorpius's first lesson.

Hermione was concerned but decided to not press him about being there. She had to allow him the freedom to choose. She would decide when she saw the end result whether she should stress going with them on their next journey into the Pensieve.

They lay together giggling about their detention as they fell asleep.

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